The bustling kindergarten in the past few days of school is comparable to several vegetable markets. Everyone in the office is busy, and fried hair is the norm.

There is no more leisure atmosphere in their office, and everyone is busy.

Wen Ming is so busy these days that he is thinking about work. He was filling out forms at the computer that day when their prefect came over and tapped on the table.

Wen Ming straightened his waist: "Prefect."

"Xiao Wen is at work? Excuse me."

"You said."

"And Xiaobai, I have something to do, you all listen first."

Mr. Bai, who just returned to the station, also put down her work: "Okay, prefect."

"Next week there will be an important pre-school teaching meeting in our city, and we will be allocated a place in the garden. According to the past practice, learning opportunities are given priority to new teachers. Let's decide now Well, who is going between the two of you this time?"

Having a meeting is said to be a learning opportunity for new teachers, which essentially means an unpaid overtime business trip on non-working days, and newcomers are given priority.

The more busy they are a few days before the start of the school, the more busy they are, with all kinds of school plans and materials, and they can only sleep for three or four hours at the busiest time.

If you take time to travel when you are in full swing, people will be drained.

Although Teacher Bai is not as understanding as Wen Ming, she is also very embarrassed when she is a recruit, and she is speechless in the face of the prefect's inquiry.

The prefect was still standing at the desk waiting for them.

Wen Ming glanced at Teacher Bai, then raised his hand and said, "I'll go."

At this moment, Teacher Bai was greatly relieved.

Mr. Wen was really helpful this time.

Of course she wouldn't think Wen Ming was taking credit. To tell the truth, she has just graduated, and she is already exhausted from taking over the children of the new class and dealing with various parents these days. She was under a lot of pressure, for fear that she would not do well.

If she wants to let her go out for a meeting now, Teacher Bai is not sure if she can handle it.

"Yes." The prefect agreed: "But I remember Mr. Wen went last year? It's you this year?"

Wen Ming smiled and replied, "I've been there once and have experience, so I don't need to change people this time."

The prefect also said yes, and after instructing Wen Ming about the need to wear formal attire for the meeting, Shi Shiran left the table.

Mr. Bai was very upset, and then took two more fruits and put them on Wen Ming's table.

I didn't say anything just now, but Mr. Wen took over the unpaid overtime work in one sentence.

Mr. Wen who received the fruit gave her a gentle smile.

Free from the prestige of her superiors, when Teacher Bai pulled out the chair and sat down tiredly, her expression suddenly changed.

The person remained in that position and did not move, but the little girl's face turned red visibly.

She was wearing a small dress today. At this moment, at the edge of her skirt, a snow-white tail is being retracted silently and guilty by the master.

This usually occurs when the orc's emotions are high to a certain level, such as being too excited or too nervous, which will cause the tail to run out of itself unconsciously.

Usually it won't come out so easily...Mr. Bai feels a little cramped.

Mr. Wen only offered to go after seeing his tail just now.

She thanked Teacher Xiao Wen for the first time in her heart. As soon as she came out of the internship, she met good people.

Wen Ming stayed today to finish a propaganda wall in the class, complete the environmental creation materials and trade union affairs, and finally responded to the messages of several parents one by one.

Wen Ming, who had a sore neck, looked up and saw that it was dark outside the window. The sun was already setting, and he was too busy to notice.

He was the only one left in the huge office, and the clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock.

I accidentally worked overtime again.

For kindergarten teachers, this kind of overtime without overtime pay is normal. Wen Ming reached out and took off his glasses, rubbing his sore neck.

But today is because he forgot the time, it is indeed too late to work overtime.

Wen Ming stood up, packed his things, and prepared to clock in and get off work.

After walking out of the door of the kindergarten, he hesitated. It was too late today, so he did not choose to detour as usual.

This is also the first time he has walked at night.

Maybe the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. When he was less than a street away from home, a figure suddenly approached silently behind him.

When Wen Ming noticed something was wrong, the man had already come to a place very close behind him.

"Don't move."

He lowered his voice threateningly.

Wen Ming froze. At this moment, his lower back was touched by a strange coolness.

It was the sharp point of the knife in this man's hand that pierced his clothes and touched his waist.

Wen Ming did not dare to act rashly. He looked around calmly. After nightfall, there were only a few passersby left on the street. The nearest store was still some distance away, and his anti-wolf spray was in his bag.

What to do?

Not waiting for Wen Ming to linger, the person behind him ordered him succinctly:

"Go."

The tingling in the lower back became more and more obvious. It was he who pushed the knife handle forward. The sharp and sharp coolness of the knife ran up the spine all the way. Wen Ming gritted his teeth. He had to follow his will and was forced to move forward.

Wen Ming has only one thought left in his mind.

It's over.

…

I don't know if it's appropriate to say that, but the current situation is actually much better than he thought before.

—Wen Ming, who was leaning against the wall, thought so at this moment.

It is better to seek revenge than to find an innocent kindergarten to make trouble.

Wen Ming was covered in paint, and there was blood on his face. It was his cheekbones that were worn by the gravel on the ground, and it was burning hot.

He coughed uncomfortably, and before he could recover, he received a heavy blow to his stomach, which was kicked from the front by the man in front of him.

"Stinky boy can hide, buddy, you haven't squatted for a few days."

"The brothers will teach you how to be a man today. Don't you like looking for the police? Go! Why don't you go?"

Too bad this is just the beginning, and it hasn't really happened yet.

It's just that this group of people are vicious, and they can't bear it with just a few fists, and soon people will be embarrassed.

Venus has appeared in front of him, and his mind is chaotic. I don't know when the beatings stopped, replaced by the roaring screams and fights hidden in the night not far away.

Wen Ming realized in a trance that he was fighting over there.

What about those people just now?

He still remembers to run away, but the body that has just been beaten will not be under his control for a while. He felt a burst of weakness both physically and mentally, and fell back to the ground softly.

"Hello."

Wen Ming opened his eyes again.

His vision was blurred, and he saw two long legs walking on the road gradually approaching. The sound of footsteps came all the way to his face.

Very close. The toe of the shoe almost touched his cheek.

Just after the fight, the cigarette in Jiang Rui's mouth was not affected at all. He stood still next to Wen Ming's head on the ground, and squatted down with his legs apart.

The guys who beat people just now seem to be gone. Wen Ming couldn't hear their voices.

He could feel the gaze of the person coming on him. A voice floated down from above and asked him curiously, "Is he dead?"

This voice... Wen Ming's cold sweat broke out instantly, it was the wolf.

The more such a moment is, the more useless thoughts pop up in his mind. Wen Ming's mind is now full of: a slaughter and a late return, all the meat in the load.

He hit his head just now, and his internal organs continued to burn after he was punched. Wen Ming didn't relieve much, only felt a rusty smell emanating from the whole throat.

Wen Ming hasn't slowed down yet. He couldn't answer.

Before waiting for his response, Jiang Rui grabbed his hair and directly lifted Wen Ming's **** head to take a look.

After all, the height is there, Jiang Rui's skeleton is also tall, and his palm is much wider than ordinary people.

Basketballs are small in his hands, and so is Wen Ming's head.

Wen Ming on the ground was forced to raise his head, weakly exposing a neck of thin skin and tender meat.

Jiang Rui above didn't say anything, he tilted his head.

Wen Ming could not see his gaze, but secretly clenched his fists.

He laughed bitterly in his heart, and it was only now that he woke up. He was afraid that this person was not here to save people at all, but to cut off Hu, so as to avenge his revenge for calling the police that day.

The smoke in Jiang Rui's mouth was scattered with soot, and a little bit of scalding fell on Wen Ming's face, he closed his eyes.

Sure enough, she was still hated.

Wen Ming gasped for himself, calculating in his heart how much chance he had of escaping now.

Jiang Rui was already thinking about a problem while smoking. Is rabbit neck delicious?

Not eaten.

He remembered the rabbits being fed in the cage. That's all he thought about it, he didn't have any carrots at hand either.

Jiang Rui's way of humiliating people is no different from those people just now, in Wen Ming's opinion. I don't know where he got the interest. He took the cigarette from his mouth and pressed the cigarette end to Wen Ming's lips.

The man called him as if feeding a small animal: "Little rabbit, eat."

Wen Ming, who is in a state of residual blood, has the strength to play feeding games with him. He was breathing rapidly, trying his best to think about the current countermeasures while waiting for his strength to recover.

A moist cigarette **** pressed against his slightly trembling lower lip. There is still a little warmth on it, the temperature between Jiang Rui's lips.

Jiang Rui didn't care if he had the strength to hold the cigarette **** that was still in his mouth a second ago, but with a little force, he forced it into Wen Ming's lips.

Wen Ming couldn't hold the cigarette like this, but after a while, he was choked by the smoke and coughed violently. The stench of the damp ground poured into his mouth.

Jiang Rui squatted there watching him cough.

The half of the cigarette **** that was bitten just now is still burning on the ground beside Wen Ming's face. There was a faint glow of orange fire.

Seeing that Wen Ming had been half-dead and unresponsive, he also gradually lost interest in this stale rabbit.

Jiang Rui propped his chin, thinking about whether he should go.

Cold Rabbit, Dry Pot Rabbit, BBQ Rabbit Legs.

Jiang Rui counted the names of the dishes one by one, and the moment he was about to get up, he caught a glimpse of something and was attracted again. He crouched back.

Wen Ming, who was lying on the wet and cool ground, suddenly shrank and did not hide - Jiang Rui, he was touching his leg!

Jiang Rui's hands are big, and one hand easily holds Wen Ming's thigh in suit pants, and pinches it around it.

Good legs.

A delicious rabbit leg is a good leg.

Jiang Rui's palm was warm, he wrapped a circle around his thigh and did not let go, Wen Ming's leg could not move. However, the evil hand did not stop, and was still moving upwards in a worse place.

Wen Ming's eyes widened in horror, and the next second his face quickly turned red.

The big hand with clear phalanges spread out and closed Wen Ming's coccyx, a mass of fluffy white tail that appeared at an unknown time.

Aware of his movements, Wen Ming's face flushed red. He fell back to the ground as if he had been pinched at the key, and was still trying to stop the man: "Don't!..."

Jiang Rui pulled the huge fluff out of his suit pants.

Wen Ming couldn't help panting even more, she was just mad.

Because of his emotional excitement, he felt that all the internal organs in his body were in pain. He couldn't tell the expression on Jiang Rui's face at the moment, and the only thought left was that he would either jump up and bite the wolf and die together.

The rabbit is really biting.

A large rabbit tail with extremely thick and plump hair. Grabbed all over, curled up in his hands timidly.

After a while, Jiang Rui above finally reacted.

He said, "I do."

Speaking with emotion.

He just held on to the amazing bunny tail and refused to let go.

Wen Ming, who was on the ground, was unbearable, and when he finally wanted to jump up and bite him, a thick voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Rui:

"Jiang Rui, I got it here!"

The big bear is coming this way. His roar instantly pulled both of them back to their senses.

Jiang Rui responded, and finally released the sinful hand on Wen Ming's tail.

The big rabbit on the ground was even more irritated by his operation just now. Wen Ming only felt his blood surging, and at the same time his eyes went dark.

Jiang Rui looked at Wen Ming, his clothes were dirty and torn. He took off the school uniform jacket on his body, wrapped it around him, then hugged Wen Ming on the ground and led him to stand up.

Wen Ming lost weight for a moment. Before he completely lost consciousness, the last sentence he heard was the voice of the big bear above his head speaking in a rough voice: "Jiang Rui, your tail is out..."

Then there was no sound.

Wen Ming passed out.