At 7:55, Fang Qi's car stopped on time on the playground of the East Campus of Beijing University, which attracted a lot of envious eyes.

Many people said in their hearts: "Don't you want to be so stylish! Leave some dignity for us people who don't have cars!!"

………

Fang Qi took a leisurely walk and came to the team of the history department. All eyes were on him, and he was on everyone. Under the glance, he saw a beautiful landscape, and his eyebrows were raised, a little surprised.

He saw Meng Wan'er, who had suffered severe heat stroke not long ago. It just so happened that Meng Wan'er was also looking at herself.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Meng Wan'er walked towards Fang Qi, to be precise, she ran over, showing the youth and vitality of a girl.

With a bright smile on her face, Meng Wan'er said seriously to Fang Qi: "Fang Qi, thank you for saving me yesterday!"

Fang Qi waved his hand and said, "It's all a trivial matter, everyone should help each other." ”

This scene was watched by all the history students present, including Han Zi'an's doglegs.

Wang Tuli hid at the back of the team, glanced at Fang Qi for a while, lowered his head and tinkered with his mobile phone, and was reporting to his boss Han Zi'an.

"Brother An, Fang Qi, this kid is talking and laughing with Meng Wan'er. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for several seconds before asking, "What did they say?"

"Hmm...... Meng Wan'er was thanking Fang Qi for saving her yesterday. ”

"That's okay, Meng Wan'er is kind-hearted and has a kindness to repay her kindness, which is really right. ”

Wang Tuli took the opportunity to look up at Fang Qi again, his pupils shrank at this glance, and he saw that Meng Wan'er in front of him was taking out something and giving it to Fang Qi.

"Brother An, Brother An, no, Meng Wan'er has sent a gift to Fang Qi!"

At the front of the team, Meng Wan'er held a big watermelon she had carefully selected in both hands and said to Fang Qi: "Fang Qi, in order to thank you, I will give you a big watermelon." Under this scorching sun, I hope it will bring you some coolness. ”

Originally, she wanted to make a bowl of mung bean porridge to clear the heat and relieve the heat and give it to Fang Qi. But she had just recovered last night, and she didn't have the heart to cook mung bean porridge again.

This morning, I went out early in the morning to pick up a chilled melon and gave it to Fang Qi.

Fang Qi looked at Meng Wan'er's sincere gaze, and then looked at the watermelon in the other party's hand, knowing that it would be impossible not to accept this gift today.

So, he simply accepted it generously, took the watermelon in Meng Wan'er's hand, nodded and said, "Thank you for your heart, I wish you a speedy recovery......

At the back of the team, Wang Tuli secretly filmed the movements of Fang Qi and Meng Wan'er and sent it to Han Zi'an on the other side of the phone.

Han Zi'an was silent for a long time, and with Wang Tuli's understanding of Han Zi'an, he knew that the other party was already angry at this time.

He shrunk his neck slightly, and asked tentatively, "Brother An, are you okay?"

On the other end of the phone, within the Han Group, in Han Zi'an's unique room.

Han Zi'an held the mobile phone tightly in his right hand, and the conversation between Fang Qi and Meng Wan'er was constantly playing on the mobile phone, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to erupt.

"Smack!"

In the next second, he directly slammed his phone against the wall, gasping for breath.

Last night, the thugs he sent out came with the news that Fang Qi was still a practitioner, and he beat the thugs he sent to the ground, and he himself didn't have a.

This morning, Wang Tuli woke himself up early in the morning, the purpose was to show himself Fang Qi and Meng Wan'er......

Han Zi'an, who was burning with jealousy, decided to participate in the Jun training again, and if he didn't go to the Jun training like this, wouldn't it indirectly show that he was afraid of Fang Qi? Moreover, if he wasn't there, wouldn't it give Fang Qi and Meng Wan'er space to coexist......

Thinking of this, Han Zi's anger dissipated a little, and he shouted to the door: "Uncle Jin, open my phantom, I'm going to school......"

"I'll prepare it for you right away, young master. ”

……

Kyoto University East Campus, playground.

Fang Qi put the watermelon given by Meng Wan'er under the shade of the tree and looked at the instructor sitting on the stone chair.

Guo Weiyun smoked an inferior cigarette and gestured to Fang Zhi.

Fang Qi, who got permission, began to organize everyone to train.

"Students, it's almost time now, let's start training!"

The freshmen who had scattered in line began to move neatly, each putting away the hippie smile on their faces.

Although Fang Qi is smiling now, they have a deep understanding of it yesterday afternoon. Don't look at Fang Qi is in a good mood now, once they go too far, there will be cruel punishment waiting for them.

Fang Qi looked at all this and nodded secretly. The students of Beijing University are of high quality and self-conscious, except for one or two bohemian and uninhibited, the rest are good classmates.

When the students were all standing in line, and Fang Qi was about to give the training order, there was a loud engine sensation from the side.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it. At a glance, a black supercar phantom appeared in front of everyone at a very fast speed, and a beautiful side parking was neatly parked next to Fangqi S9.

The slightest difference is to scratch the red flag supercar S9 from above.

The next moment, Han Zi'an's figure stepped down from the phantom car door, with a pair of dark sunglasses on his face, and he took off his eyes to look in all directions, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

Han Zi'an first glanced at Fang Qi, then turned his head to look at Fang Qi's supercar S9, and let out a sneer. Compared with his own phantom, Fang Qi's S9 is still a little unsightly!

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Han Zi'an walked towards the team.

Fang Qi just glanced at Han Zi'an at the beginning, and then never looked at this guy again, but looked down at his watch.

Now, it's exactly 8 o'clock. In other words, Han Zi'an was late.

Originally, Han Zi'an sent thugs to beat him last night, and he didn't think of a suitable way to 'exchange courtesy' for the time being, but Han Zi'an came today.

It's like giving a pillow when you're sleepy.

Seeing Fang Qi ignoring him, Han Zi'an's original smug mood dissipated slightly, and he felt like he was punching cotton. If you feel a little bored, you have to walk back into the queue and find an opportunity to make things difficult later.

Just Fang Qi raised his head, looked at Han Zi'an's figure, coughed lightly, frowned slightly, and said in a suppressed voice: "Han Zi'an, stop!!"

Everyone was frightened by Fang Qi's sudden scolding, their eyes patrolled back and forth between Fang Qi and Han Zi'an, and they monologged in their hearts: "There is another good show to watch now." ”

Sure enough, hearing Fang Qi's scolding voice, Han Zi'an froze in place, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists.

Once upon a time, a little minion dared to scold himself like this!?good!good!very good!!

Fang Qi didn't seem to see that Han Zi'an was already on the verge of breaking out, and said to himself: "Han Zi'an, it's 8:01, and you're 1 minute late! If you make a mistake, you will be punished! I will give you the right to choose in line with the principle of fairness and justice."

Do you want to run 10 laps of the playground or stand in a 10-minute position?"

Fang Qi's words fell on Han Zi'an's ears, they were so harsh and ugly, as if the most vicious language in the world made him almost crazy.

He kept telling himself in his heart: This is Fang Qi's boxing gloves, if he can't help it, he will really fail. Can't be rash, can't, absolutely can't!

When he finds an opportunity in the future, he's going to kill this damn wretch in one fell swoop!!

Han Zi'an took a deep breath and felt like his teeth were about to crush. Forcibly moved his steps, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the back of the line.

Fang Qi was a little disappointed in his heart, he didn't expect this Han Zi'an to look bad, but his temperament was quite bearable. However, he also knew that it was enough to stop, and he didn't make things difficult for Han Zi'an anymore. really drove Han Zi'an crazy, and if he did something irrational, he would also make a fuss.