Song Yixiang and the others subconsciously turned their heads, and then saw Zhang Ye, Liu Yanan and Tang Ru, who were wearing the uniforms of No. 1 Middle School, walking towards them, with a somewhat unkind look on their faces.

Zhang Ye and the three of them came all the way to Song Yixiang and the others, standing there, holding their heads slightly high, their eyebrows upside down, making a somewhat vicious appearance, staring at Song Yixiang deadly, quite a bit of a word to do something.

Seeing Zhang Ye's actions, the boys who originally surrounded Liu Siying and didn't let her leave also turned around and glared at Zhang Ye and them without showing weakness, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

Song Yixiang looked Zhang Ye and them up and down, and saw that Zhang Ye and them, in addition to the uniform of the first middle school, the shoes they were wearing, the sum of the three of them, would definitely not exceed three hundred yuan, and they couldn't even buy half of the shoes on their own feet.

Seeing this, Song Yixiang's face suddenly showed a sneer: "Yo, heroes save beauty, but are you qualified!"

"That's it, what's wrong with No. 1 Middle School, what's so awesome!"

"Do you know Song Yixiang in the second middle school, this is!"

After Song Yixiang finished speaking, the boys around him also shouted one by one, and after finishing speaking, they laughed a little unscrupulously.

No. 2 Middle School is also a key middle school in Langya, but compared with No. 1 Middle School, the provincial focus, it is still slightly worse than a grade.

", who is Song Yixiang, I don't know!" Seeing the insolent appearance of those students from the second middle school, Zhang also squinted his eyes and said unceremoniously.

Liu Yanan, who was on the side, obviously had a somewhat worried look on his face: "Zhang Ye, I seem to have heard of this Song Yixiang, and I heard that the family is quite rich!"

"Hmph, no matter how rich you are, can you compare to Wang Qiangsheng?" Hearing Liu Yanan's words, Zhang also replied directly, or because Wang Qiangsheng was harmless to people and animals in the class, he subconsciously felt that these children of rich people were actually nothing.

The conflict here gradually attracted the attention of many people, especially the art students of Langya No. 1 Middle School, after all, there were not a few people who knew Zhang Ye, and they came around one by one, wanting to see what was going on.

I have to say that although these high school students are very naïve, they all have a bit of righteousness of the same hatred and hatred, and the most unseen thing is that people from other schools bully their own schools.

However, in this situation, Song Yixiang still had no fear, and still stood there with a sneer, as if he did not look at these students of No. 1 Middle School.

He was a powerful figure when he was in the second middle school, why did he have to shrink his tail when he came to the first middle school?

"That's Song Yixiang from No. 2 Middle School!" There will always be a few "well-informed" students in the crowd, and after recognizing Song Yixiang's identity, they suddenly had a look of surprise on their faces.

After all, not everyone is as simple as Zhang Ye.

"Forget it, it's Song Yixiang from the second middle school, we can't afford to mess with him!" Some people have already retreated, and at the same time pulled their friends around them, ready to leave.

There are also some people who have a wide range of friends and have a little friendship with Song Yixiang, so they walked over and said to Song Yixiang: "Song Yixiang, I didn't expect you to come to No. 1 Middle School to repeat, everyone will be classmates in the future, otherwise, forget it!"

As he spoke, he gently tugged Zhang Ye on their shoulders and motioned to Zhang Ye and them not to continue.

To be honest, Zhang didn't put Song Yixiang in his eyes originally, but as there were more and more people around him, and when the crowd sounded from time to time about the exclamation and discussion of Song Yixiang, his heart was also faintly empty, but the strong self-esteem of the young man still drove him to stand there hard.

Seeing the person who spoke, Song Yixiang also knew him, although he didn't take him to heart, but there was still a faint smile on his face: "Okay, today is the first day of school, I will give you this face, I don't care about this matter!"

Seeing that Song Yixiang was so easy to talk and was not as unreasonable as he was afraid, the boy who interceded subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and many people in the crowd were also relaxed so that they didn't have to conflict with Song Yixiang.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's go back quickly, we're going to gather soon!" someone said to Song Yixiang and the others, with a friendly smile on his face, and the atmosphere seemed to be extremely harmonious for a while, as if the sabre-rattling appearance just now was completely unpresent.

And Zhang Ye and others hurriedly followed the crowd in the direction of the art school.

It's just that after hearing the man's words, Song Yixiang was not moved at all, but turned around and continued to look at Liu Siying: "Classmate, you just sue me for your name, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight, you are the culprit of my insomnia!"

Looking at Song Yixiang's faint smile, although she looked clear-eyed, Liu Siying still subconsciously took two steps back.

Although I don't know what he does at home, Liu Siying can see from the attitude of the first middle school students just now that the family background of the person named Song Yixiang in front of him is definitely not simple.

But although Song Yixiang looks a little handsome, Liu Siying subconsciously doesn't want to have anything to do with him, maybe it's because the eyes he looks at him make her feel uncomfortable!

I couldn't go and couldn't go, I didn't want to say it, for a while, Liu Siying was really in a dilemma.

Seeing this scene, the students of No. 1 Middle School who left just now were a little unhappy, but thinking about Song Yixiang's identity, they could only hide their unhappiness deeply, and they dared not speak out.

Song Yixiang stood there, looking at Liu Siying with a smile on his face, with a somewhat determined look in his eyes, as if he had already settled on Liu Siying, and the boys around him also had malicious smiles.

Just when Liu Siying was a little at a loss, a burst of engine sound came, and then, in the eyes of everyone subconsciously turned over, a white car, through the school gate, drove straight towards his side, the domineering peanut-shaped headlights, and the eye-catching three-pronged star logo on the hood, all of which illustrate its noble status.

"Damn, Mercedes-Benz, it really deserves to be a middle school, the leaders in this school are really wealthy!" Seeing the slow-moving Mercedes-Benz, Song Yixiang couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

And the students of Langya No. 1 Middle School over there also had a little surprise on their faces, they knew that the bus of the school leader was just an old Audi 100, and now they can actually drive a Mercedes-Benz, it seems that they don't know what the big man is!

But this Mercedes-Benz is Mercedes-Benz, compared to the Audi 100, just looking at the appearance, it is already a heaven and an underground, I don't know what it feels like to sit in it!

In the midst of everyone's gaze and envy, the white Mercedes Benz drove slowly over, not fast, but when it passed by them, it suddenly stopped.

What's wrong?

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz car suddenly parked in front of them, Song Yixiang and the others were a little confused, and then, in their puzzled eyes, the ink-colored window was slowly lowered, and then, a figure wearing a middle school uniform was revealed, looking at Liu Siying who was blocked by them with a calm face, and said softly: "Liu Siying, if you don't leave, you'll be late!"

The person in the car turned out to be ...... Bai Ningyuan!

Zhang Ye and the others, who were not far away, suddenly widened their eyes in disbelief......

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