Chapter 22

Song ye and Tang Meiling became famous in the first battle of class five in grade three of junior high school. Near the middle school entrance examination, the campus with intense learning atmosphere seemed to be infused with a touch of seasoning. The air was indistinctly agitated. As soon as the school was over, some people came to watch the legendary good-looking students.

Unfortunately, as soon as song Ye rang the bell, he packed up his things and went out in a hurry.

In fact, she just went back to the hotel and packed up for a run. Apart from the Song family, the rhythm of life is all controlled by her own. She must strengthen her strength as soon as possible without worrying about food and drink.

Jogging along the river, from day to dusk, the river surface is bright by the orange light, reflected on Song Ye's face, the small face across the golden light.

The last stop was near the school. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and wanted to go to the stall at the back door to eat dumplings.

When I got to the slope, I saw a fight not far away. No, it was a one-sided group fight. The tall body of the beaten student was curled up on the ground and was beaten and kicked, but he didn't beg for mercy.

The other party is a little older, obviously outside the school. At this time, they are attacking with verbal insults, "Hey, are you afraid? If you are afraid, just call out uncle and drill under our crotch. I'll let you go today, ha ha..."

A man is not humiliated by his crotch, but this group of people will humiliate him with this.

Although the light is dim, people on the ground holding their heads can not see the appearance, but the unforgettable song ye still recognized that this man is Wang Tiechuan.

Almost without any hesitation or pause, she stepped forward and smashed her fist into the arrogant face of the other party as she tried to spit on Wang Tiechuan.

"Ah The other side a scream, directly hit fly several meters away, fell on the ground, rolling.

Several other people saw this and immediately became angry, "if you dare to move my brother, I will kill you."

After declaring a war, he starts fighting without saying a word. Song yequan should warm up, dodge left and right, train his body flexibility, and then attack the vulnerable parts of the opponent's body with skillful force. It seems that he doesn't use much strength, but all of them are deadly.

The other side is also more afraid of fighting. Originally, song Ye is thin and short, and he must be better at bullying than Wang Tiechuan. However, the more he fights, the more wrong he gets. The pain in the hit place is so painful that he can't help it. Is it possible that this man has a trick?

Five people to one, song ye also only practiced for five minutes, the other side scared pale, fled.

Wang Tiechuan, who had been beaten passively at the beginning, had long been silly. Others didn't know, but he was very clear. The person standing in front of him was song ye, and he was a girl. He used to cry when he was scolded in the class. Now he has run five strong men with one punch.

"Can you stand up?" Song Ye turns to look at Wang Tiechuan, who is still in a daze on the ground, and looks a little cold.

But Wang Tiechuan is still lenglengleng to return to God, after a long time stammered, pharyngeal saliva, "song, song ye?" This man is not possessed by something strange, is he?

"Yes." Song ye should say, stretch out plain white palm, signal to want to pull him up.

Wang Tiechuan just responded. He got up from the ground, and his 1.75 meter body was slightly bent. He was somewhat embarrassed to thank song ye, "thank you for your hand just now. Your skill is very, very beautiful." Yes, it's beautiful. Every move is neat and neat. With this beautiful face, it's beautiful.

For this evaluation, song Ye does not agree, but remembers what he said to himself in class today, and says lightly: "be my deskmate, no one can bully you."

Wang Tiechuan was stunned, and then grinned. He just wanted to say something, but he saw song Ye's back. He waved happily and called out, "brother Xu!"

Behind her, the sound of footsteps approached in twos and threes, but song ye did not turn back, because she had already noticed these people watching when she started.

With the breath approaching, a deep laugh came over, "chuanzi, it seems that I don't need to save the field. Where do you know such a cool man?"

As he spoke, the man had already raised his hand and asked his brothers to put them on Song Ye's shoulder. Wang Tiechuan's face changed. Before he could speak, song ye had already grasped the opponent's wrist and twisted back. The strength of the standard capture was very painful.

Because of the posture, song Ye is stunned by the appearance of this elder brother Xu. He is even familiar with his face.

Xu Zihang is also confused. Subconsciously, he wants to shake off his arm, but he finds that he can't use his strength. The fingers holding his wrist are cold, which makes people want to fight a cold war.

Wang Tiechuan was also in a hurry to explain, "Song ye, don't get me wrong. This is my boss, Xu Zihang, who was not malicious just now."

Song Ye didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he loosened his grip and calmed down in his displeasure.

After Xu Zihang, several people were also angry, "chuanzi, what's the situation? Brother Xu is just a greeting. As for such a cruel hand?"

"No, you misunderstood me." Wang Tiechuan scratched his head, which made the introduction, "this is song ye, my deskmate, is a girl."

WellAt that time, the scene was silent for several seconds, and even Xu Zihang was a little stunned, because just now they were watching song Ye's hand. His short hair and handsome movements were not only a little short, but also so handsome that everyone unconsciously thought he was a boy.

Xu Zihang looked at Song ye from the side of her head and found that she was very beautiful. Her eyes moved down and fell to Well, it's still a little bit up and down.

As a result, the famous boss Xu of No.3 middle school was embarrassed. He mistook the girl as his brother and made an Oolong in the street.

Finally, several people sing that they don't know each other. They mainly invite the female Xia song ye to eat. What they care about is the dumpling stall.

"Well, if you're not used to it, we'll eat it in another place." The party sat down, and the others were all big and poor and began to yell for food. Only Xu Zihang saw song Yejing sitting there, thinking she didn't like to eat, so he asked.

"No, it's good here." Song Ye looks light, can not see the mood, some people can not feel the brain.

Xu Zihang pulled the corners of his mouth and sat down with him. However, Wang Tiechuan was careful and said, "ah, brother Xu, song Ye has such a bad temper. He will know for a long time."

Xu Zihang didn't pay attention to it any more. When they ordered something, they all ate their own food.

Boys eat fast and behave rudely. Xu Zihang is the only one with the same speed as song Ye. Song ye can judge from his manner and dining etiquette that he was born rich or expensive.

Just leading a group of gangsters to play, some puzzling.

After eating, they should have parted ways, but several boys were full of curiosity about song ye and invited them to play basketball together later.

Song ye thought for a while and nodded, "if there is a confrontation, there must be a win or a lose, there must be rewards and punishments. Set a bet."

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