Han Yue relied on his share of the young master of a wealthy family, and ran rampant in the school, fighting and brawling everything, and he had a group of friends who slipped around and beat horses, which was quite jealous.

After agreeing to Luo Xiaoyue, he calculated how to make a bad meal.

The younger brothers under him offered plans one after another, and beat Shang Zhihan with the usual means.

"Idiot, how can you say that he has some relationship with the merchant and the Su family now, as for me to provoke them for a woman?" A popping chestnut smashed on the head of the little brother who opened his mouth.

As long as you can get by on the bright side and don't touch the bottom line of the business, you will definitely turn a blind eye over there.

Han Yue's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he whistled defiantly, "Let's go, let's go to physical education class." The three words in physical education class are a little vague, and the tip of the tongue is against the chin, and the (yin yīn) ruthlessness is fully revealed.

During the break, Han Yue "unintentionally" smashed the basketball in his hand into the opposite class, which was Shang Zhihan's class.

The basketball went straight to the boy's face, and a group of exclamations rang out, and after a few seconds, the basketball landed firmly in Shang Zhihan's hands.

With cold eyes, Han Yue took the lead in speaking, "Come and fight?"

Shang Zhihan clenched his fists, shook his head in refusal, and left without hesitation.

Han Yue raised his eyebrows, "Count you ruthless, you guys come and fight with me!" He glanced at the crowd, picked five thin boys who looked at the board, and threatened to play a 5v5 basketball game.

The boy was afraid of Han Yue's power and didn't dare to refuse, so he had to fight hard.

Han Yue is a scoundrel, this is vividly reflected in the matter of playing, where is the rules? Where is the rules of him, the style of the ball (Yin yīn) is ruthless and cunning, where he wants to bump into him, the referee does not dare to squeak, and the ending is obvious.

Standing in front of a group of tired boys, Han Yue was draped in a cold towel, but the words he said were colder than this towel, piercing the hearts of everyone present, "A few of you lose, according to the gambling agreement, tell the 100 people you meet next that Shang Zhihan is an abandoned son of a businessman, and he is surviving on Su Shengsheng's protection, which is ridiculous." ”

"This, how can it be ......" The sweaty boys looked at each other, they didn't bet?

"Oh, I forgot to say it, what do you think?" Han Yue was innocent.

The boys waved their hands again and again, and standing behind Han Yue (身shēn) was a group of strong men with raised fists.

Rumors are the only spice in their busy study and life, not to mention the gossip about merchants and the Su family, which everyone always talks about.

For one day, two days, Shang Zhihan could pretend not to see or hear.

Until, his ID photo appeared on the school's bulletin board, the kind that had been punished, and his cold handsome face was circled with a red pen, and a dog character was greatly marked, and this red circle was drawn on the crotch of the man (sex xìng) in the other.

The eye-catching red, scorching dog word pierced his heart, and anger rose from the bottom of his heart, step by step with the nerves to the brain, attacking, eager to attack.

"Look, is this Senior Shang Zhihan?"

"Shhh......h

"It's not that Xiao San stepped in, what do you say pitiful, self-inflicted, Su Shengsheng is also blind, and he can actually look at this kind of child born by a crawling (bed chuáng) woman, and he is afraid that he will be ......" The group laughed as they spoke, not caring about Shang Zhihan standing in front of the bulletin board.

Look, this is what everyone said, Xiao San?crawl (bed chuáng)? He was indeed abandoned, he was indeed saved by Su Shengsheng, he didn't mind being humiliated by everyone, but his mother and Su Shengsheng, who gave him warmth, were criticized so much?

Rage, blazing.

Turning around again, he glanced at the crowd of onlookers watching the photo, and the crows were silent, and the cold and arrogant temperament made people unable to say a word.

Shang Zhihan took a step forward and left the malice behind.

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, Han Yue was lying alone on the rattan chair on the rooftop, with Erlang's legs crossed, the cigarette in his hand emitted wisps of white smoke in the wind, and his heart (love qíng) was very good.

After chasing Luo Xiaoyue for a long time, he finally got the movement, this time he attacked Shang Zhihan, but it took him a lot of effort, in order to make Bo Luo Xiaoyue smile, he also sent someone to follow Shang Zhihan, just to take a picture of Shang Zhihan's annoyed and powerless appearance, fantasizing about the scene where Luo Xiaoyue pounced on him adoringly, Han Yue became more and more happy

The smoke gradually lit to the end, and Han Yue's mobile phone rang, it was Luo Xiaoyue who sent him a message and asked him how things were going?

Han Yue didn't care about the cigarette butt in his hand, and dropped it casually, "Okay, I'll send you a few photos later?"

Shang Zhihan inquired a little, and found the place where Han Yue usually hid from smoking-rooftop.

When he stepped up the steps, Shang Zhihan felt a little sorry, maybe Han Yue would never dare to come to the rooftop again, right? It's a pity that this vast scenery is gone.

He glanced against the sun, and sure enough, a smile appeared on his face.

Han Yue was chatting happily, but due to the restrictions of the school, he couldn't wait to go to Luo Xiaoyue now, but the originally bright sunlight in the land was blocked by most of the time, and it was dark.

He frowned, "Who? don't have long eyes? ”

After waiting for a long time, I was still in the shadow of (Yin yīn).

Han Yue looked up and saw that it was Shang Zhihan, who was still bragging about himself just now, suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him stunned, but in a few seconds, his usual son-in-law style came out again, "What's the matter, Shang Zhihan, you can't stand it?" want to beg me to spare you." ”

"Huh. As if hearing a joke, Shang Zhi laughed coldly, lifted Han Yue's collar, and looked at him indifferently, "Begging for mercy?

"Your uncle!" Han Yue burst out and punched Shang Zhihan, who quickly dodged.

"Shang Zhihan, let me tell you, if you come over now ((lick tiǎn)tiǎn) clean my shoes, I will treat it as if there is no such thing, otherwise ......" Han Yue's cruel words were not finished, and Shang Zhihan's fist had already hit.

With a punch, the corners of Han Yue's mouth were already oozing blood, how could he give up, and the whole person pounced.

Shang Zhihan dealt with Han Yue's illogical boxing style, and on the other hand, he was glad that he listened to Su Shengsheng's words and practiced jiu-jitsu seriously, otherwise he might not be able to gain the upper hand in such a fight.

Han Yue did not systematically learn martial arts, and there was always a younger brother to protect him (body shēn) in the melee, and it was rare to go into battle in person and kick a few times to the person who had fallen to the ground, where did he have the experience to fight with Shang Zhihan, and naturally he was defeated and retreated, and (body shēn) was beaten several times on and on the face one after another.

He flew up angrily, but because of the instability of the lower plate, he was knocked to the ground by Shang Zhihan, covering his legs and shouting, "Ah, Shang Zhihan, you dare to beat me today? I will definitely make you unable to get out of this school." ”

Shang Zhihan slowly squatted beside Han Yue (身shēn), his god (情qíng) was indifferent, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed. Han Yue saw such a business for the first time, and he retreated in fright.

"I have nothing, if you want to clean me up, wait for me. ”