Qin Yachao took a few steps back, a panicked expression on her face, but she was secretly looking at these gangsters.

There were a total of five thugs approaching her step by step, all of whom looked like they were in their twenties, dressed up and looking angry, and smiling very indecently.

Qin Ya's gaze flashed over the arms and wrists of the five gangsters, and found that these gangsters were not strong, on the contrary, they were all white chickens.

She was quickly calculating in her heart, thinking about whether she could beat these gangsters with her own force value, and whether she could escape with her whole body.

There are a few sisters in the Qin family, Qin Ya is a little older, but in terms of force value, it is really not as good as the younger ones.

Not to mention Qin Cai and Qin Ping, she can't even beat Qin Lu.

Qin Ya took a few steps back and was forced into the corner by the five thugs.

This is the position that Qin Ya specially calculated.

After all, with her back pressed against the wall, she was not afraid of a sneak attack from behind her, allowing her to let go of her fists and kicks.

Qin Ya's arms hung down at her sides, looking soft and weak, but her fists were quietly clenched.

"What are you going to do?"

Qin Yaxian was particularly panicked: "My house is near here, come over again, I'm going to call someone." ”

"Haha......"

The five thugs let out a burst of rampant laughter: "Scream, no one will save you if you break your throat." ”

One of the thugs also took out a knife and pointed it at Qin Ya: "Hurry up and take out the money, otherwise buddy's knife will drink blood." ”

Qin Ya sighed in her heart, her hand reached into her pocket, she took out a few banknotes and put them in the palm of her hand: "A few, I only have so much." ”

Qin Ya really didn't have much money with her.

She is not a girl who likes to spend money, she is usually very frugal, and she bought buns just now, and she only has a total of three or five yuan.

When the five thugs saw such a small amount of money, their faces changed on the spot.

"Stinky, look for death, right? ”

One of the thugs touched his chin and smiled very obscenely: "Since you don't have any money, let's call a few brothers to have fun." ”

Qin Ya's eyes narrowed slightly, her right hand clenched, and just as she wanted to swing her fist, she heard a young man's voice: "What is this for?

The five thugs were startled, and when they looked back, they saw a teenager wearing a white vest and jeans and a young man with a small head coming out of the corner.

The boy was quite tall, and the muscles bulged out of his arms could be seen.

He was holding a pair of sunglasses in his hand, which looked like they had just been taken off, and he walked over slowly, giving people the feeling of being cold and wild.

". ”

The five thugs saw that the young man was single-handed, and couldn't help but scold: "Dare to take care of the idle affairs of our five tigers, I'm impatient." ”

Teenagers don't like to talk nonsense.

He walked over and threw his sunglasses towards Qin Ya: "Help me get it." ”

Then he threw a sharp punch, one punch on the bridge of a thug's nose, and at the same time, a sweeping leg, knocking the thug with the knife to the ground.

By the time he turned, he had quickly snatched the silver knife.

Qin Ya didn't move, she looked at the young man with a pair of big and beautiful eyes, and saw that the young man had overturned two people in a blink of an eye, and when he was fighting with the other three, Qin Ya quietly moved the place, walked to the trash can and picked up a brick.

The boy knocked the third man to the ground, blew his fist, and turned to deal with the remaining two cowards, only to find that they had already been opened.

And the crime work is a brick, and the perpetrator is the girl he thinks is gentle and elegant.

Qin Ya threw the bloodstained bricks on the ground, walked over in small steps, and handed the sunglasses held in her other hand to the young man: "Thank you for what happened just now." ”

Her voice was as gentle as her people, and it sounded like a spring breeze blowing into her heart.

Just such a sentence made the boy as sweet as drinking honey.

He took the sunglasses and carefully hung them on the collar of the vest on his chest: "Are you okay?"

Qin Ya smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, fortunately, I ran into it, otherwise...... I'm afraid I'm going to get hurt. ”

The young man also smiled, and he glanced at Qin Ya a few times: "I, I look a little familiar, have we seen it anywhere?"

Belch?

Qin Ya still had a smile on her face, but her heart was a little cold: "Maybe." ”

The young man suddenly patted his head: "It's Xiaoya, right?"

Qin Ya was really taken aback: "Know me?"

The young man laughed again, and the original wild spirit was washed away by the smile: "When you first came to the capital, I rode a tricycle to send you to Beijing University, forgot?"

Qin Ya thought back, and really found the appearance of the young man from the corner of memory: "Well, I remembered. ”

The young man stretched out his hand: "I'm Zheng Feng." ”

Qin Ya saw that there was some dust on the young man's hands, and there was some sweat, and the hand that stretched out was quite dirty.

The boy noticed it too, and he was embarrassed and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Qin Ya smiled and gently shook the young man's hand: "Qin Ya." ”

Just touched it so lightly, and the boy seemed to be electrocuted, and the roots of his ears turned red.

He thought to himself, it's really fucking hot this day, and the hot boy is about to burn up.

"Are you a student at Kyoto University?"

The boy asked with a stammer.

Qin Ya shook her head: "No, I'm from the University of Medicine." ”

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

Zheng Feng just watched Qin Ya walk away from the small alley like a gust of wind, and it took a long time before he turned around and left.

He copied the hand that had been held by Qin Ya in his pocket, thinking that he would never be able to wash this hand when he turned around.

Qin Ya made a detour after making up the lessons for the students, and she didn't want to pass by that small alley again.

It's just that Qin Ya didn't expect that even if she took a detour, she still ran into the young man named Zheng Feng.

At that time, Zheng Feng changed his clothes, he was wearing a light blue shirt and jeans, his hair was very neatly groomed, he still had sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the key thing was that he was also riding a motorcycle.

Seeing Qin Ya, Zheng Feng thought he was very graceful and took off his sunglasses, and glanced at the back seat of the motorcycle: "Come up, I'll send it." ”

Qin Ya was stunned for a moment, then smiled very detached and politely: "No need, this place is not far from the school, I'll just walk." ”

She hugged the book and walked much faster.

Zheng Feng had a look of annoyance on his face, but he didn't give up, but followed Qin Ya on a motorcycle.

He rode slowly, but the roar of the motorcycle was loud.

In this early autumn afternoon, when the weather is still a little hot, it makes people feel even more irritating.

"How about I have a soda?"

Zheng Feng asked Qin Ya loudly.

Qin Ya didn't look at him: "No need, I don't like to drink that." ”

Zheng Feng followed her, and after a while he asked, "Then shall I please eat fruit?"

He stopped his motorcycle and pulled out a nice plastic box from the shoulder pocket on the back seat of the motorcycle, which contained a box of washed purple grapes.

The box of grapes looked very fresh, it must have been picked just a short time, and there were water droplets on it, and the sun was shining, and they seemed to be shining.

Zheng Feng handed the box to Qin Ya: "Please eat grapes." ”

Qin Ya did not accept Zheng Feng's kindness.

The smile on her face was a little uncontrollable: "Thank you, it's a pity that I don't like to eat grapes." ”

Zheng Feng was annoyed.

He had a bad temper, and Qin Ya rejected him one after another, which made him feel angry in his heart.

Of course, this fire was not aimed at Qin Ya, but at himself.

He scolded his mother in his heart, and his whole face turned cold: "What do you like to eat?"