As soon as this remark came out, several students who did not want to see song Nanye laughed.

The math teacher smiled and waved his hand. "If you don't say that, look at the blackboard and continue to talk --"

"teacher!"

Jiangbeize in the first row stands up abruptly.

"What's the matter, jiangbeize?"

Jiangbeize stands straight, with a clear posture, a thin body and clear eyes. Now he is a little angry.

"If you are a teacher and teach students, then you should also know how to give students the least respect and openly attack a student in class. You have no basic quality. How can you be a teacher?"

There was no sound in the class.

The students were stunned. Who could have thought that Wen wentungten's small class treasure would openly fight with the teacher or maintain a bottom-level student.

The end is, the math teacher roars to ask jiangbeize to go out and punish the station!

"Jiangbeize, don't think that I dare not touch you if you come back from studying abroad. Call your parents to come here at night!"

"My second brother will think I'm right!"

Jiang Beize finished, picked up the mathematics textbook and went out.

He leaned against the outside wall, the sun was strong, the sound of birds was like washing, and there was never peace in his heart.

For the first time, I felt that I had my own opinions, and finally I didn't need to follow the crowd any more. I could say what I wanted to say at last, without camouflage.

This is a brand new start for him. It's also an important lesson he learned when he came to muddy city.

"Hello, boy."

The familiar male voice pulled back his thoughts.

Song Nanye, with one hand in his pocket, looked down at him, eyes bent, as if laughing.

"Is it stupid?"

"Are you stupid? Why did you go out suddenly in class?"

"Pee."

“…… Oh. " In a word, jiangbeize is blocked back.

Song Nanye pursed his lips and seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything. He went in through the back door and swaggered out, carrying his guitar.

Next second, jiangbeize heard the rough voice of the math teacher --

"don't let me see you in math class after song Nanye!"

“…… Let's go. "

Song Nanye has a guitar on his back. The sun shines on his back.

"Where to?"

"Take you out to practice boxing, or stand for a class like a fool here?"

Wen Yan, jiangbeize hurry to catch up.

This is the first time in his life that he has skipped class.

……

There is a remote parking lot behind the school. It's an abandoned parking lot. It connects with the cemetery and looks desolate.

When passing through the cemetery, jiangbeize felt that there was a gust of wind behind him, like a ghost following him.

"Master, what are we doing here..."

Subconsciously grabbed the boy's arm in front of him, and his clear face was full of panic.

Song Nanye frowned and stared at the hand on his arm, impatiently shaking him off.

"Don't touch me!"

“…… Oh. " Jiangbeize angrily withdrew his hand again.

"Song Nanye, when will you repay the money you owe me?"

There was a thick voice in front of me, gnashing my teeth and saying something.

Jiang Beize looks at the past and sees three little gangsters. He is familiar with the yellow hair in the middle. He recognizes that he is the gangster who ran after song Nanye at the school gate before.

Song Nan Ye smiled and without saying anything, grabbed Jiang Beize's collar and pushed it forward.

"If you win him today, I will pay you back! If he wins you, the money on you will be mine! "