C7 Memories of the past 2

Perhaps it was his first time hitting someone and he didn't know how to control himself at all. Cang's mind was blank for a while, until he was stopped and pushed away by the people coming from all around him. Only then did he regain his consciousness. The scene at that time was extremely shocking. The scene was covered in a pool of blood, and the eight people's limbs were twisted to such a degree that even the doctors who had rushed over to help them were horrified. Fortunately, no one died, but it did not take him a year to recover. Unfortunately, the police took Cang away because of the violence that hurt others.

When he was about to be taken away by the police, he turned around and asked his good friend, who was still very worried, if he was all right. However, the answer he got was a weird monster! You are a monster! His friend was scared half to death by what had just happened, and scared to the point of incontinence in his lower body. His friend was very scared, thinking that Cang Cang would come and hit him after beating them, because he saw Cang beating people up with a sneer on his face while swinging his fist, using a nearly cruel method to deal with them. He was very scared, really very scared!

When he heard this apocalyptic answer, he laughed, tears streaming down his face. However, he didn't blame his friend at all. Anyone who saw the tragedy at that time would have said those words. At this time, he completely understood in his heart that his first friend would also become his first friend that had left him. His eyes were watering and his heart was bleeding. I, he told himself, am a monster.

As the situation was very serious, a few of the injured were sons of nobles. In order to protect Shi Yan, he had to use a large amount of interpersonal connections to smooth things over, including covering up part of the school.

Xusuo brought Cang back home, made him a cup of hot tea, and gently said to him, "Little Cang, Grandfather knows the reason why you would do such a thing, but he can't beat someone up like this." You know, your skills are different from others. If you don't control them a little bit, you can easily kill others.

Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have done that. I should have held back! Cang, Bei Tai knelt in front of his grandfather, painfully confessing.

Zuso helped Cang up and said to him: Grandfather understands and knows you are a sensible child. Grandfather believes that you will reflect on it yourself, so don't think about it anymore. By the way, from tomorrow onwards I'll teach you another kind of physical technique that is harmless and self-preservation. Go take a shower first, start at 4 in the morning, and if you're late, you won't have any chocolate to eat this week.

Cang dragged his tired body and pained heart, and after taking a bath, his grandfather went to bed. However, even after a long time, he was still unable to fall asleep. He pulled the quilt over his head and began to cry, because he knew that his grandfather was very sad. He just didn't show it. He hated how his actions worried his grandfather. Tonight, he swore to himself that he would never let his grandfather be hurt again, for the sake of the only person in the world who loved him.

After graduating from middle school, Cang got first place in the elite private school in the city. Of course, with the first place record and the ability to instantly kill a woman, he quickly became the focus of attention again. Although there were still rumors about what he had done in high school, the strange thing was that it did not affect his classmates' evaluation of him at all. It turned out that the number of girls in this school was much higher than the number of boys. The ratio of girls to boys was seven to three. It was this number that made high school life a lot easier.

Since his home wasn't too far away from school, Cang Cang could go to school every day as long as 20 minutes or so. In addition to the necessities, he also had to bring a large bag with him to store the pile of love letters in his shoe cabinet until they almost burst. The interesting thing is that for every confession letter, Cang will write back personally, but there will always be only two words to thank you, sorry! Furthermore, the most outrageous thing was that Cang Hui had wrapped it up along with the confession letter he received and returned it to the original owner. This truly angered them to death.

Although Cang Zai was very popular in the academy, but most of the time, Cang only had one action, which was to lower his head and only read books. He still didn't like to talk. The number of people who had spoken to him was probably less than ten digits. Other than the teacher and the female chairman of the class, who had only had a few words to say to the female students who were selling things, only the purchasing department had a few words to say to them.

Usually it was just this kind of conversation.

Green: fried flour bread, chocolate roll, chocolate milk.

Buy a female classmate: Jianjinglei classmate, you will order the same chocolate roll and chocolate milk every day, do you like chocolate very much?

Cang:

Buy a female classmate: Next time I'll make you chocolate personally, okay?

Cang:

Please remove the fried bread and add any other food to the conversation!

That was why this silver-haired beauty was known throughout the campus. No! It was one of the three great mysteries of the silver-haired beauty.

Silent silver hair building thunder

Reply like a nuclear bomb

His lover is chocolate

During the second semester of his first year in high school, he hoped that he wouldn't have to practice and study every day. He encouraged him to accept more of the school's other things, such as joining some schools' associations and making more friends.

Cang was a very obedient child, but he chose a terrifying society for the razor section.

Generally speaking, boys should choose the Sword Arts Department. In this country where the path of kung fu is prevalent, boys should be more handsome with a katana. In fact, it wasn't that he wasn't good at learning razors, but that only women had been learning razors for a long time. Perhaps there were male users in ancient times, but only females knew how to learn this technique in these days.

Cang Zu asked about the location of the society and went to the Shaving Department training hall after class to disturb them. With that, he opened the door and walked in.

The moment he entered, he first heard a bunch of girls screaming. After pausing for a while, he heard even louder screams.

At first, they were only surprised that a boy would appear, but the second time was different. Everyone knew who this silver-haired male student was, so they were very excited to meet him at such an occasion.

A certain female member: Hello! Hey! What business do you guys have with Student Jianlei coming to our club? Are you here to confess? This was too audacious!

"Huh?!" Could it be me!? I'd lost all the confessions in his shoe closet in the morning, and now I'd left only the one I'd written. Wow! What should I do? I'm so nervous! As soon as this female member finished her sentence, the four female members behind her said in unison, "Student!" We have something to ask you! Can you come for a moment? With that, the other four dragged her to the locker room. It was obvious that they were not optimistic about the outcome.

Seeing such a chaotic scene, the president could not bear it any longer, so he walked towards Cang and asked, "Student Jian-lei, what business do you have with my club?"

The president deliberately lowered his voice, his expression as gentle as water. Anyone who saw it would know what she was thinking.

I want to be in the razor department. Cang Cang answered seriously.

Eh? Student Jianlei, can I trouble you to say it again? The president was probably already in a daze.

I want to join the razor department. Cang Cang answered very seriously once again.

The president and members looked at the sky in silence.

"Huh?!" Everyone was staring at the sky in utter astonishment.

Amidst the noisy discussion, the president finally woke up. He only had a slight facial expression: "Student Jian Shuilei, you must be joking." Look at the sign on your back, please. This is a woman. Shaving. Knife.

No, no? The low person nodded, looking a little depressed.

Hey! Look! The way he lowered his head looked so cute, I really wanted to bully him. Can I? Can I bully him? Can I take it home and bully it? A certain infatuated female member frantically spoke.

The president could not help but faint. There was nothing he could do, because Cang Wuya was standing right in front of her. Cang Wuya's weak aura had already caused him to faint in a flash.

Wow! The president of the club was dealt a fatal blow and fell to the ground. He had to inform the instructor as soon as possible. If he was any slower, the entire regiment would probably be annihilated by the enemy! Amongst the people who were supporting the president, there were some who took the opportunity to blabber on.

In less than three minutes, the instructor had arrived.

How could he faint?

The female instructor of the razor department was an external member of the school. She was in her early twenties and was recognized as a teacher in the fifth phase.

The female instructor hurriedly helped the president up. After patting her lightly on the cheek, the president quickly woke up. Through the members' explanations, the teacher finally understood the whole story. However, when she wanted to ask again, she noticed that the gazes of the group of female students were strange, and in the blink of an eye, she noticed the cause of the incident.

Cough! Those students who were staring at him with their eyes, have you seen enough!? Hurry up and continue practicing. You want to run to the sports field? The teacher shouted to the female students who were staring at the sky like cheetahs.

Student Jian Chao Lei, come over here for a moment. Of course, the teacher also knew about this famous silver-haired male student, because he often heard the members of the club discussing him in private. It would be hard for them not to know him.