Chapter 15: The Boss of Class 8 is smooth

Li Xiaotian saw that Guan Jiajie didn't understand what he meant, and shook his head helplessly and said, "No, Brother Jie." I mean, if the two of us go to play the eighth shift, will he dare to go on the foreskin?"

Guan Jiajie waved his hand to interrupt him, and said angrily: "Don't mention that to me, I'll be angry when I think about it." I don't dare to say anything when I am bullied, if I rely on him, I will still be a fart.

But this time, I took care of it for him. I've already thought about it, and if we want to mix in the second middle school, it's only a matter of time before we do the eighth shift.

Now that we've found everything, let's take them down sooner. ”

Li Xiaotian looked at Guan Jiajie's firm eyes, and said without thinking: "Okay, brother, I will accompany you to play the eighth class." ”

Guan Jiajie didn't expect Li Xiaotian to be so happy, and said happily: "Good brother, you are righteous enough! ”

Li Xiaotian nodded. The two then went to breakfast together.

Before class, Guan Jiajie came to Class 8 to find Zhao Bo. Let Zhao Bo secretly point out to him, which is Lu Shun and which is Zhao Yunfeng.

So the two of them were at the door, leaning their backs against the railing and looking at the class.

When he saw Zhao Yunfeng, Guan Jiajie smiled disdainfully and said, "Damn, the little man still dares to be the boss? Lao Tzu put him down with one kick, don't worry." ”

But when I saw Lu Shun, the kid was sitting on a desk in the corner of the last row of the classroom, smoking a cigarette.

In front of him stood a boy with his head down, being kicked by four or five people.

I only heard Lu Shun say: "Boy, they are all in the same class." Provoke me, don't think about it in the future, continue to beat me. ”

Several boys around him shouted, "Okay, Brother Shun!"

After all, it's a little far away, and the sound I hear is not very clear, but I can probably hear that meaning.

Seeing this scene, Guan Jiajie was completely stunned.

Lu Shun's kid has actually accepted four or five subordinates, and looking at his momentum, it seems that he is similar to Zhao Xuehao.

Think about yourself again, there is only one brother Li Xiaotian. After all, he is introverted and too lazy to take the initiative to woo the boys in his class, so that he has not found other like-minded brothers so far.

At this time, Zhao Bo beside him felt his hesitation, so he touched him lightly and said, "Jiajie, if you don't forget it, I have already given him a hundred, and he won't embarrass me." Don't you only pay it once a month!"

"What?" Guan Jiajie exclaimed incredulously, "Once a month?"

At this time, Guan Jiajie was standing at the door of Class 8, and just now in order to see Lu Shun's appearance clearly, he unconsciously took a few steps forward. Moreover, Lu Shun beat people in the back, and the classroom of Class 8 was not very noisy.

His last exclamation was clearly heard by those present in Class 8.

The classroom fell silent instantly, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Guan and Zhao at the door.

Suddenly, I don't know who laughed, and then the whole class burst into laughter. Most of the girls blushed and covered their mouths and snickered.

Lu Shun also jumped off the table with a smile in the back, and shouted as he walked towards the door: "Heyβ€”where did you come from, what kind of ideas did you spread in our class?"

Guan Jiajie didn't understand what they were laughing at, but when he saw Lu Shun talking to him, he was not to be outdone, and replied, "Class 7, what's wrong?"

Lu Shun laughed and said, "I'll just say! How can there be such a nasty person in our class, if you don't understand, go back and ask the girls in your class! And Zhao Bo, you can't come here yet, do you want to become a hooligan?"

Guan Jiajie didn't understand what it meant, but when he heard Lu Shun's sarcastic words, his heart was horizontal, and he stretched out his index finger and pointed at him and said, "Pay attention when you speak!"

Lu Shun glared at him, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Class 7 and shouted, "You should pay attention when you speak, right? This is Class 8, please leave." Go back to your class, whatever you want to say, no one cares about you. ”

Guan Jiajie didn't say much, knowing that he was at a loss. Originally, I thought that if Lu Shun spoke strongly, he would immediately fight with him.

But I saw Lu Shun's strength just now, coupled with the group of people behind him who were looking at him at this moment. So I endured it, didn't say anything, and turned around and returned to Class 7.

Because the back door of Class 7 is only a wall away from the front door of Class 8, I walked a few steps back to my seat.

After Guan Jiajie sat down, he still pondered in his heart, saying that he collects protection money once a month, what's wrong with this? Isn't it just once a month?

What's the matter? Dare not let people say it? Damn!

"Once a month?" Thinking of this, Guan Jiajie slapped his thigh, and couldn't help but cry bitterly,

"Ah, it's a shame for adults, no wonder everyone in the eighth class laughs at themselves. It's clear that if you don't pay attention, let outsiders hear that what you're talking about is menstruation. ”

He stupidly let Lu Shun stimulate him so much, and this beam is officially concluded.

But thinking of the five or six people around him, Guan Jiajie still knows how to measure. With him and Li Xiaotian, no matter how good they are, they are also invincible with two fists and four hands.

This matter has to be considered in the long run, and the first priority is to gather some people.

All day long, Guan Jiajie was sullen, while Li Xiaotian was busy chatting with the girl he thought was beautiful.

The last period of evening self-study because there was no teacher coming in.

Guan Jiajie asked Li Xiaotian to move a stool and sit next to him, and said in a complicated mood: "Xiaotian, I've been thinking about it for a day, or let's slow down the matter of class eight." ”

Li Xiaotian was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

Guan Jiajie sighed and said, "It's me who is too impulsive, today I will go to Class 8 and ask Zhao Bo to show me which is the time for Lu Shun." I saw the kid smoking a cigarette and beating people with four or five people in the back of the classroom. ”

Li Xiaotian nodded and said, "Oh, so what's the matter?"

Guan Jiajie tilted his head and looked at him and said, "Are you stupid? I mean he has at least four or five subordinates now, and there are only two of us, how can we fight this fight?"

Li Xiaotian laughed dryly and said: "There are many people who have a fart? Fighting is more ruthless than who is ruthless, do you remember that Brother Pheasant is in Taiwan? A person with a dagger killed more than a dozen people with Oriental swords. Aren't you okay?"

When Guan Jiajie heard him say that, he instinctively licked his lips and began to wonder if he was a little too timid.

But how can he and Li Xiaotian compare with pheasants?

Li Xiaotian's ability is not known. But his fighting level is average, and it is not a real skill to rely on the few times that he usually practices blindly.

So he patiently explained: "After all, we are not so powerful, right?" I want to gather the people in our class first to see if there is anyone willing to go with us to do the eighth class. What do you say?"

Li Xiaotian still said disdainfully: "Anyway, I'm not afraid, you can do whatever you want, just call me when you fight." ”

After the evening self-study, Guan Jiajie sat in the classroom for a while, he wanted to see who to call with him.

The first choice was Luo Shigang, the head of the dormitory next door, and that kid was quite sturdy. And after all, he is the head of the dormitory, so he should be able to convince a few boys to join in their dormitory.

There is also your own dormitory, so even if you make up the number, you can come out of four or five!

Then there will be no problem in terms of numbers, maybe you can help Zhao Bo get back the hundred yuan without having to do anything.