Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

After eating the bread and drank another carton of milk, Zhou Yu stopped eating.

He usually doesn't eat too much, because he knows that that will make the blood flow to the stomach, but the brain loses its acuity and becomes groggy.

And what he disliked the most was the feeling of being groggy.

"Have you eaten well! What a rice bucket! I won't give it to you if I consume it again!"

Behind him, the voice of his mother Marcy came, mean and ironic.

Zhou Yu's expression was faint, he cleaned the plate with the bread, and then wiped his hands with a towel before raising his eyes to look at Marcy.

At this moment, Marcy has been angered from internal injuries, and can't wait to slap this ignorant son a few times, but out of inner jealousy that she can't tell, she just hates it a little bit more in her expression, and she didn't start to teach Zhou. Yu's plan.

After finishing the packing, Zhou Yu took a schoolbag and followed Marcy in a floating car with a blank face, and drove to Santa Maria High School in the center of the town.

Along the way, Marcy kept increasing the throttle, frowning and warning: "You'd better remember the route, and walk to school by yourself in the future, don't always think about letting others send you off!"

Zhou Yu didn't even move his eyebrows, and calmly looked at the scenery outside the car window without saying a word.

Maxi was so angry that her facial features were distorted, and she felt that this evil seed was her nemesis, and she would be ill with anger when she came back.

The speed of the hovering car slowed down a lot after entering the urban area, and Zhou Yu could see more and more sights. He was dazzled and had no time to take care of Marxi who was full of complaints in the driving seat.

He spent six full years in a closed mental hospital, and spent his entire childhood in that place full of the smell of disinfectant.

Except for the free time before the age of twelve, only the cold white ward and the cold faces of the nurses remained in his memory.

Therefore, he never tires of these strange and familiar scenery in the town.

"God is watching you!"

"Thank God for the gift!"

On the side of the road, some women sitting in chairs and behaving strangely attracted Zhou Yu's attention.

They were all dressed in soft and comfortable gray robes, gathered together arm in arm, with peaceful smiles, and kept whispering strange prayers.

These women gathered together seemed to have a kind of magical power to attract the pedestrians around them, and one after another surrounded them.

Zhou Yu didn't have time to see what those gathered up were doing, and the suspended car left.

Zhou Yu, who was not too curious, withdrew his gaze, his expression was indifferent, as quiet as a delicate doll.

boom--

The car stopped in front of Santa Maria High School,

Marcy stopped Zhou Yu before he got out of the car and said, "Zhou Yu, there may be government officials coming to ask you about your family status today-I hope you can understand the current affairs.

With that, Maxi looked at Zhou Yu's calm face with disgust, and threatened in a low voice: "Don't forget, you will be an adult at the age of eighteen in three months! If you are obedient, I can consider Let you stay, or you will just wait to sleep in the street!"

Zhou Yu glanced at her coldly, too lazy to pester her, picked up the schoolbag in the seat and got out of the car.

He knew that this so-called mother was fooling him as a fool—in fact, if he was really an idiot at the moment, he might have been really frightened by Marcy, and then she was obedient to her.

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world, and he thinks he is not an idiot either.

He knew very well that even if he was obedient, this extremely selfish mother would ruthlessly expel him out of the house when he was an adult.

Seeing Zhou Yu's silence, Maxi snorted coldly, and measured him a poor creature under the fence, and did not dare to talk nonsense. Even if he turned the car and left the school gate, he didn't want to stay for a second.

Zhou Yu didn't care about her bad attitude either. After getting out of the car, she stood in front of the gate of this high school and watched it novelly for a while.

The Gothic architectural style makes this high school present a unique charm.

The ground covered with blue bricks, the spire of the clock tower, and the lush sycamore trees all have a unique charm.

Surrounded by the bustling students, they all hurriedly walked into the door, and Zhou Yu followed the flow of people into this high school.

bell--

The class bell rang, and the well-developed high school students squeezed into the class laughing and ignoring the teacher who was already sitting on the podium.

And just in the midst of the fight, a young man with black hair and black eyes was late.

The students who were still noisy quieted down for a while, watched the strange mixed-race come in, and started whispering.

"Hey! Who is this guy, why haven't you seen it before?"

"Could it be the wrong shift?"

"It's a half-blood, black-haired and dark-eyed, with a deep silhouette!"

The black-haired boy, that is, Zhou Yu, ignoring the scrutiny gaze of the people around him, casually found an empty place and sat down, looking calm and calm.

On the podium, the teacher who had been serving as the background board also gave Zhou Yu a curious look, and asked: "Oh, you are a new transfer student! Um... let me see, call Zhou Yu, right!"

Zhou Yu's complexion was extremely white, which formed a sharp contrast with those black and white eyes, which was impressive.

"Yes," he replied, his tone flat.

In the rows of seats at the back of the classroom, after hearing the teacher's introduction, a few well-dressed teenagers looked at each other, revealing tacit glances.

They always like to threaten classmates and charge protection fees-transfer students like this kind of sudden transfer will surely be able to squeeze a lot of oil and water.

Zhou Yu didn't notice the movement behind, he just listened intently to the class-no matter how boring the course was.

For him, who taught himself college courses in a mental hospital, his knowledge in high school is very simple.

Not to mention that the teacher's way of teaching is still very procrastinated, and one sentence can't be divided into two halves.