"Xiaomin, you can just sit over there, my cousin is not used to the atmosphere here, I can just sit with him. ”

"Oh, this new classmate is so old, he will definitely get along with his classmates. ”

Li Xiaomin said, and tried to pull the barbarian poetry over again.

"Aomine?"

Barbarian Shiyu was embarrassed.

"It's okay, you can go over, I'll play by myself. ”

Yang Qingfeng heard Xiaomin's words, knowing that they didn't welcome his past, so he didn't bother to go over, he was now very interested in everything in the room.

Li Xiaomin listened to the exchange between the two, and there was really such a look in his eyes. I couldn't help but look down on the barbarian poetry in my heart, and I actually chose an ordinary man and abandoned Liang Xinghui.

Yang Qingfeng had just sat down at a table, there were a lot of delicious foods on the table, and he was about to taste it, when a boy suddenly sat down next to him.

"Dude, I heard that you are very familiar with our teacher?"

Yang Qingfeng glanced up, his figure was long, his appearance was medium to upper, but his skin was a little dark.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know Liang Xinghui?"

"Know a little. ”

"Liang Xinghui's affection for our teacher is known even to the principal. You're a thorn in their side now, be careful. ”

"Well, why are you telling me this?"

"Because I don't like Liang Xinghui's group. ”

"Oh. ”

After Yang Qingfeng finished answering, he bowed his head and prepared to eat.

"Damn, did you kid listen to me!"

Yao Bingzhong began to wonder if this kid was a nerd.

"Listened, what's wrong?"

"Do you think our class is all fools? Do you really believe that you are cousins?"

"So what?"

"I'll go, you really didn't listen to me. The principal knows Liang Xinghui's affection for Teacher Man, but he doesn't do anything, that is, he is afraid of his family's power, can you understand now?"

"Understood, his family is very powerful, but what does it matter to us?"

"I found that I was a slut when I came to talk to you, but I am a slut. In a word, the people who made Liang Xinghui unhappy in the past didn't make a move by himself, and the few people around him disappeared from the first middle school, and you can do it yourself. ”

Yao Bingzhong thought that he had reached this point, and the very smart-looking guy in front of him would definitely be grateful to him, and then asked him what to do, but...

"Oh, got it. ”

Yao Bingzhong almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Qingfeng anymore, anyway, something would definitely happen later, and he would just watch the show.

Yao Bingzhong thought so, and two boys came over.

They are Mengwanli's doglegs, in addition to flattery, they also have a set of things.

"Hello new classmate, my name is Pan Zhengjing, what's your name?"

"Yang Qingfeng. ”

"Hahaha, Shi Jinyuan, did you hear it, this guy is actually called Yang Qingfeng, isn't it green when I go to cyan?!"

"Hahaha..."

The two thought that Yang Qingfeng would definitely get angry and beat people, at least quarrel with them. But Yang Qingfeng just glanced at them, lowered his head and prepared to eat.

Yao Bingzhong looked at the stunned expressions of the two of them, and held back a smile, and finally saw others show the expression he had just made.

Pan Zhengzheng saw that Yang Qingfeng actually treated him like a clown, and immediately became angry.

Although at this time, in the private room, each small group played by itself. But they have been discussing Yang Qingfeng in the group for a day. Since Yang Qingfeng came in, everyone has been secretly paying attention to this side.

Pan Zhengjing had already felt several sneering glances behind him.

He quickly stretched out his hand, put it under the piece of snow top cake that Yang Qingfeng was about to eat, and lifted it vigorously.

There was a smug look in his eyes, this cake was very sticky, as long as it fell on his clothes, he didn't want to make them clean tonight.

Yao Bingzhong immediately stayed away, he didn't want to be affected by the pond fish.

Yang Qingfeng really didn't know what green meant, but it was definitely bad to know.

It's just that I promised that Barbarian Shiyu wouldn't easily deal with these people, so I didn't bother to pay attention to it.

But that doesn't mean he has no temper.

The left hand starts first, wraps its arms around the plate, and the plate changes direction.

Smack-

The plate with the sticky cake smashed on Pan Zheng's face.

Yao Bingzhong and the people around him who watched the play were all a little blindsided, what kind of operation is this?!

Pan Zhengjing couldn't imagine that Yang Qingfeng reacted so quickly, and his body fell backwards. Quickly got up, his face full of anger.

"Yang Qingfeng, what do you mean?"

With this roar, the people in the room looked over no matter what they were doing.

Man Shiyu was about to get up and come over, but was stopped by Li Xiaomin.

"Let's just go and see it. ”

Barbarian Shiyu thought about it and didn't speak.

"What do I mean?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yang Qingfeng stood up, picked up another plate of cake on the table, and smashed it into Pan Zhengzheng's face.

Except for the barbarian poet in the room, everyone's eyes widened.

This kid is too tiger, he just transferred to another school and dared to do this.

Pan Zhengjing only felt that his face was hot, Yang Qingfeng dared to lose face like this in front of the whole class, and he was ready to fight back immediately.

But he was horrified to find that his body seemed to be unable to move, and could only watch as the cake smashed towards him.

Smack-

Those students who watched the play had their eyes shining.

Liang Xinghui and the others all felt that their faces were hot, not only on Pan Zheng's face, but also on their faces!

"Ahhh!! you give me !! death"

After Pan Zhengjing was smashed, he found that he could finally move, and with a loud roar, he was about to swing his fist and smash it at Yang Qingfeng.

"Pan Zhengjing, what are you going to do here?"

The voice of the barbarian poetry sounded at the right time, she was afraid that Yang Qingfeng would make a big mess later. But in the eyes of others, he was afraid that Yang Qingfeng would suffer.

The anger in Liang Xinghui's eyes was even stronger, and he felt that he was wearing a green hat.

"Teacher Man, you see, it's his hand that made the first move. ”

"yes, it's clear that he did it first. ”

"You..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Qingfeng directly interrupted her.

"I know what you two think, come on!"

After Yang Qingfeng finished speaking, he smiled and hooked his index finger at Pan Zhengjing and Shi Jinyuan.

The eyes of the students who watched the play in the private room became brighter.

They had never seen such an arrogant person, and they all wanted to see how miserable Yang Qingfeng's ending would be after angering Liang Xinghui and the others so much.

"I'll fuck you!!"

"I'll fuck you. ”

Pan Zhengjing and Shi Jinyuan couldn't stand Yang Qingfeng's naked contempt, waved their fists, and smashed them into Yang Qingfeng's face.

Mother?

A chill flashed in Yang Qingfeng's eyes, and without bells and whistles, he stretched out his two hands to catch the two attacks steadily.

Everyone in the private room, except for the barbarian poetry, looked surprised.

Pan Zhengjing and Shi Jinyuan are the red belts of the Taekwondo Club of No. 1 Middle School, and they usually fight dry, and they have few opponents.

Unexpectedly, this time he was resisted by a new transfer student with two hands.

The two of them looked panicked and wanted to withdraw their hands, but their strength was comparable to Yang Qingfeng.

Yang Qingfeng's hands were lightly forced, and the two of them approached Yang Qingfeng uncontrollably.

"Aomine !!"

Barbarian poet shouted anxiously.

Yang Qingfeng's eyes flashed, he let go of his hands, and his two hands quickly reached out.

Smack-

Smack-

"Ahh

"Huh!!"

Pan Zhengjing's heads flew to the side, their mouths opened, and even blood and teeth sprayed out, and their bodies fell to the side weakly.

"For the sake of poetry, spare you once. ”

After Yang Qingfeng finished speaking, he was not ready to pay attention to the two of them, but he underestimated the youthfulness and the importance that the two of them attached to face.