In the early morning, there was a cool rain outside the window, and the thief in the window talked about the obscure prose of "The Story of the Sick Plum Pavilion", while Liu Neng stared at the drizzle outside the window with his hands on his cheeks for a while, and took out a blank piece of paper to draw a few cartoons of beautiful women with unique faces, big breasts and big buttocks.

Yang Yu seemed to suddenly remember something, and he softly called Liu Neng to borrow his smartphone.

Taking Liu Neng's smartphone, Yang Yu took a look at the people around, and after he opened the search engine and began to query the trend chart of the big lotto, and soon the chaotic trend chart was presented in front of Yang Yu.

In the sudden chaos of the chart, five red balls and two basketballs were presented in front of him, Yang Yu wrote down the steel notes on the table, and then sent them to Old Man Li with a text message.

The prostitute on the podium seemed to see that Yang Yu was not paying attention, he glanced at Yang Yu and muttered: "Yang Yu, you stand up and translate the translation I just mentioned, [Yu Ben is not a literati painter, he is willing to be criticized, and he is sick in the Mei Pavilion to store it], what does this sentence mean.

Yang Yu scratched his head and put the phone in the drawer, he gave Liu Neng a look and then stood up pretending to be puzzled and said, "Teacher, I sat in the last row and didn't hear clearly, please tell me again what question you asked." ”

The thief repeated to Yang Yu again, Liu Neng took out the translation book and put it under the table that the thief couldn't see, Yang Yu glanced at it and immediately remembered the translator and said: "Teacher is; I was not a literati painter, and I was willing to be insulted and opened a sick plum hall to store them." ”

After hearing Yang Yu's unmistakable explanation, the thief nodded with satisfaction and motioned for Yang Yu to sit down, and Yang Yu sat down without danger and handed Liu Neng's smartphone to him.

After listening to the obscene thief's boring lecture on an obscure ancient text, the bell for the end of class finally rang, and Yang Yu and Liu Neng ran to the toilet to smoke.

Walking in the cold rain, Yang Yu seemed to see a thin figure on the campus, deliberately glanced at him and left quickly, Yang Yu naturally didn't care, but walked straight to the toilet with Liu Neng.

Although the sky is raining lightly, the toilet still seems to be very crowded, some people have to queue up to pee in the toilet, maybe Yang Yu and Liu Neng have fought a few times in Meixian No. 1 Middle School, obviously they are already famous, Yang Yu and Liu Neng entered the toilet There are many people who take the initiative to make a way for them.

Yang Yu and Liu Neng lit one of them and smoked in the toilet, looking at the silent rain curtain, they were both in a daze as they smoked, and soon a noisy shout came out of the toilet, and the students who were used to smoking in the toilet all got out of the way.

Soon, more than a dozen people with square wooden sticks rushed into the toilet, and they were led by a boy with dyed red hair, a pair of pure whiteboard shoes, a casual dress, and a handsome face with studs.

The handsome boy held a square wood and pointed at Yang Yu with some trembling and said, "You kid is not allowed to approach Song Qing in the future, otherwise I will break your kid's legs." ”

Yang Yu, who was squatting in the toilet and smoking, saw the handsome man who was trembling a little before he hit someone, and his heart was immediately happy, he slowly spit out a puff of smoke and said unruly: "I can't get close to Song Qingguan and your bird matter, you point your finger at me again, Lao Tzu will break your finger, believe it or not!"

Wang Haoran bit his lip and looked back at his brother who was holding a dozen or so guys, and he seemed to have a little confidence and said loudly: "I'll talk about it again, you stay away from Song Qing, I don't allow you to get close to her!"

Yang Yu stood up, snatched the square wood from Wang Haoran's hand, and suddenly broke it into two and said: "You are here to pull calves with me, there is a kind of hemp slippery to do it, don't BB if you don't plant it!"

Wang Haoran saw that Yang Yu broke the square wood in his hand so easily, and he couldn't help but fall into a cold sweat on his forehead, but Wang Haoran seemed to think of Song Qing's depressed appearance all day long, and he mustered up the courage to say to the brother behind him: "Since this kid is so rampant, then everyone will throw Fang Mu to greet him." ”

Naturally, he didn't get any benefits from him when he came with Wang Haoran, as the saying goes, eating people with short mouths and short hands with people, hearing Wang Haoran's words, these people naturally rushed towards Yang Yu without hesitation.

Yang Yu clenched his fists and walked towards the dozen or so people, the people brought by Wang Haoran saw that Yang Yu was so fearless and wanted to single-handedly pick them all out, these people instinctively took a step back, Liu Neng was still squatting on the ground and smoking, he knew Yang Yu's skills very well, these people were looking at Yang Yu with trouble, they were just wearing straw hats and looking at pigs - they couldn't see the height of their eyebrows.

And the people who smoked in the toilet were all interested in spreading a field for Yang Yu, only to see Yang Yu suddenly jump and kick a person out, and that person also went out without seeing Huang Li snap and fell directly into the toilet urinal trough.

When the other person's Fang Mu hadn't been picked off, he let Yang Yu punch him in the stomach and curl up on the ground in pain, and after Yang Yu moved his arm, he directly beat a person into a pair of panda eyes.

In less than five minutes, more than a dozen people with dicks in their hands were lying on the toilet floor wailing, Yang Yu glanced at Wang Haoran, who had a blue nose and swollen face on the ground, and said: "You said that the little girl gave me a gift, what kind of fun are you making and threatening me, you think I'm scared!"

Wang Haoran, who had a blue nose and swollen face, struggled to get up from the ground a little unwillingly and said: "It's not the time to fight and kill now, so I decided to fight with you, do you dare to take it!"

Yang Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "You can talk about how to fight, if you stab yourself more than anyone before, or if there is self-harm, I will not participate."

Wang Haoran rubbed his red and swollen face and pointed to the wall of the urine, "The years are unforgiving, I used to pee in the wind, but now I wet my shoes in the wind." The sentence said: "If you can come up with a more awesome sentence than me, even if I lose, I will give up Song Qing, if you lose, you will stay away from Song Qing, dare not bet!"

Liu Neng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the slogan on the wall that it was written by Wang Haoran, and the cigarette in his hand almost fell to the ground in a daze.

Yang Yu lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, looked up at the rain curtain and said melancholy: "Time flies, although the hair is platinum, the gun will not fall, the red face is easy to age, and the face is yellow, and the ground is still sucking soil." ”

Everyone in the toilet heard Yang Yu's poems with a dumbfounded expression, and it took a while for everyone to reminisce, Wang Haoran stared at Yang Yu as if he saw an immortal at this time: "I'm not your opponent, you are so good, I really accept your literary talent, Song Qing She likes you and really didn't see the wrong person!"