"Song Yan, is it? Xue Shao, please, come with us!" As soon as Song Yan walked out of the classroom, two tall boys walked over and said to him with their heads held high and arrogant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Song Yan was slightly stunned, the so-called Xue Shao should be one of the four evil young people in the school, he doesn't seem to have any intersection with him, what is he looking for himself?

"What are you rubbing, hurry up!" Seeing that he was stunned, one of the boys pushed him dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Song Yan nodded as if resignedly, and followed behind the two tall boys.

In the grove next to the school playground, a boy with long hair with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing with his back to Song Yan, and the two students who sandwiched Song Yan in the middle said respectfully to him: "Xue Shao, we brought this kid here." ”

The long-haired boy turned around slowly, his eyes were slightly sharp, and there was a bit of cold arrogance between his eyebrows, and suddenly, a hint of playfulness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his index finger and hooked him: "Song Yan, do you know why you were called here?"

Song Yan shook his head suspiciously: "I don't know." ”

The corners of Xue Yuancheng's mouth were even more playful: "Slap yourself twice first, and I'll tell you what's going on." ”

Hearing this, Song Yan's face changed slightly, and a hint of chill flashed in his eyes, he has always been a low-key person in school, which does not mean that he can be bullied.

"Xue Shao, I asked myself if I didn't offend you, did you do it too much?"

"What about excessive?" Xue Yuancheng pouted disdainfully: "Just a poor dick like you, Ben Shao can kill a large piece of a finger, just now he slapped himself twice, and now, Ben Shao has changed his mind, kneeling down and slapping himself ten times, which is considered a reward for your backmouth." ”

Song Yan stood in place and didn't move, but anger flashed in his eyes, this Xue Yuancheng was simply too deceitful.

"Damn, Xue Shao asked you to kneel, and you are still standing and doing hair!" one of Xue Yuancheng's attendants scolded and kicked Song Yan in the calf, intending to kick him to the ground.

Be at the end of one's forbearance!

Song Yan was furious, took a step, avoided the other party's attack, and stared at him coldly: "Don't force me!"

"Yo he! dare to hide, you're very fat!" Wang Fei said playfully, then pounced on Song Yan and raised his hand to slap him.

Xue Yuancheng put his hand back in his trouser pocket and looked at this scene with a smile, his two followers were both experts in fighting, since Song Yan's kid was not interesting, let him suffer more.

Another attendant also stood in place and did not move, in his opinion, Wang Fei alone was more than enough to deal with Song Yan.

Seeing that Wang Fei's palm was about to fall on Song Yan's cheek, suddenly, Song Yan took a step back, avoiding Wang Fei's palm, and then, he simply slapped the other party's cheek.

"Smack!"

A crisp and neat slap sounded, and then he saw Wang Fei staggering back a few steps, staring at Song Yan with unbelievable eyes, he didn't expect that Song Yan not only dared to fight back, but also slapped him hard.

The hot pain on his cheeks made him annoyed and angry, and his eyes were faintly red: "Miscellaneous, Lao Tzu wants to kill you!"

So, Wang Fei roared, rushed towards Song Yan again, waved his right arm, and went straight to Song Yan's cheek.

Seeing this, Song Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he kicked out suddenly.

"Bang!"

Wang Fei, who was kicked in the lower abdomen, flew in response to the sound and fell two meters away.

"Waste, you can't even clean up a poor dick, you two go up together!" Xue Yuancheng on the side snorted coldly.

Another attendant helped Wang Fei up, stared at Song Yan with an unkind face, and then rushed towards him left and right.

One punch still hit Song Yan in the cheek, but the other kick was fiercely kicked between his legs.

"Look for death!"

Song Yan drank lightly, flew out, and came straight to the middle of the two, his two arms like two whips flying out.

"Bang!

The two boys who were hit in the chest by his arm staggered back, and then fell to the ground, stroking their chests, feeling a little out of breath, and looking at Song Yan's eyes, they couldn't help but feel a little more afraid.

Song Yan turned his head, stared coldly at Xue Yuancheng, who looked slightly panicked, and walked towards him.

"Stop, don't come here!" Xue Yuancheng shouted.

But Song Yan ignored it, and then, he walked in front of Xue Yuancheng, stretched out his hand to grab it, grabbed his neck, and slapped him twice, which made Xue Yuancheng's face crackle.

Letting go of Xue Yuancheng, Song Yan took two steps back, stared at him and asked, "Say, why are you bothering me?"

"You dare to beat me, do you know who I am?" Xue Yuancheng did not answer Song Yan, but stared at him resentfully.

Suddenly, Song Yan stepped forward, clasped Xue Yuancheng's neck again, and gave him a few slaps with a bow left and right, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he asked: "Xue Yuancheng, don't challenge my patience, say, why trouble me!"

Touching Song Yan's beast-like eyes, Xue Yuancheng couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart: "Yes...... It's because of Xiang Feifei!"

Hearing this name, Song Yan's expression was slightly slighted, but he didn't expect Xue Yuancheng to actually stand up for Xiang Feifei, and a woman wearing a white dress with a pure temperament like a lotus flower flashed in his mind.

Xiang Feifei, the temperament of the girls' school flower of Holy Night Middle School, she is an art candidate, and she rarely comes to school, even so, there are many boys who love her.

Song Yan still remembers that at the New Year's Day party of Shengye Middle School last year, Xiang Feifei played a guzheng song in white, and her elegant and cold appearance was like a fairy coming out of a painting.

Yesterday when he went downstairs, he accidentally knocked down Xiang Feifei, it seems that Xue Yuancheng is for this matter to stand up for Xiang Feifei.

"Did Xiang Fei Fei ask you to come?" Song Yanxia looked at Xue Yuancheng and asked.

"No, no, I came by myself, Xiang Feifei didn't know about it. ”

Song Yan smiled and let go of Xue Yuancheng: "Remember, don't provoke me if you have nothing to do in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan turned around and left, Xue Yuancheng was a rich second generation, so he gathered a group of students around him, but he didn't take him to heart.

Looking at Song Yan, who was arrogantly leaving, Xue Yuancheng almost crushed his teeth.

Holy Night Middle School, Class 9 of Senior High School.

Yan Weimin, the head teacher, walked into the classroom with an angry face and put the textbook on the lectern, and suddenly the atmosphere in the classroom became tense.

Yan Weimin's eyes fell on the last row of the classroom, a tall boy sleeping on the desk, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he said coldly:

"Song Yan, stand up!"

Song Yan stood up from his seat, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Yan Weimin blankly and said, "Teacher Yan, is there anything wrong with you?"

Seeing Song Yan's appearance, Yan Weimin couldn't help but be angry, and roared angrily: "I still want to ask you what's going on, why are you fighting, the teachers of the third class have come to the door, your poor grades are just dragging the whole class back, and now you are actually ruining the reputation of the class, I think you are becoming more and more incorrigible." ”

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately understood that Xue Yuancheng should have complained to the teacher, and he looked down on Xue Yuancheng a little bit in his heart.

"Song Yan!!"

Yan Weimin's voice raised a few decibels again, and the eyes that looked at him were a little more unkind: "I warn you one last time, if you don't repent again, I will definitely recommend to the principal that you be expelled." ”

"Got it. Song Yan replied with his head down.

"Sit down. Seeing Song Yan's appearance of "rotten wood cannot be carved", Yan Weimin couldn't help but feel a deep disgust in his heart, and secretly decided that if this kid was no longer interesting, he must suggest to the principal that he be expelled.

"Yes. ”

Song Yan answered the call and sat down again, wanting to continue to sleep on his stomach, but after thinking about it, he still didn't touch Lao Yan's moldy head again.

On the podium, Yan Weimin once again talked about the importance of the college entrance examination, so that everyone must review carefully and strive to be admitted to a good university.

Song Yan, male, 17 years old, 1.82 meters tall, a native of Xiangcheng City, studied in the third and ninth classes of Shengye Middle School, his grades were terrible, and he was not liked by the teachers, especially the head teacher Yan Weimin looked at him particularly unpleasantly.

His parents both died in a car accident when he was 10 years old, and he is now living in the family of his uncle Song Shize. Uncle currently serves as the deputy director of the Xiangcheng City Education Bureau, a deputy director-level cadre.

It is precisely in this way that the school can tolerate the existence of poor students like him, of course, he can enter the best middle school in the city, such as Shengye Middle School, and even the more famous middle school in Yanhuang Country, Uncle still made a lot of efforts.

Song Yan is grateful to his uncle, if it weren't for him, it would be impossible for him to enter Shengye Middle School with his poor high school entrance examination scores.

In terms of food and clothing, and even pocket money, the uncle has never treated him badly, and it is for this reason that he is extremely low-key in school and does not want to cause more trouble to the uncle.

However, it is difficult for him to regard his uncle's family as his own, because there is a bitter aunt at home.

When the uncle was at home, the eldest aunt was always very kind to him, but once the eldest uncle was away, the other party turned into a cold face, and from time to time hit him with sharp words, he was at the age when he couldn't rub sand in his eyes, so he was very disgusted with the eldest aunt

It is also because of this that he chose to live on campus.

After school, Song Yan put his schoolbag in the dormitory and walked to his uncle's house alone.

Today is Friday, and there will be no classes tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

The Ministry of Education of Yanhuang State has a clear rule that schools are not allowed to occupy weekend time to make up classes, and once found, a huge fine will be imposed.

Therefore, even if there are only three months before the college entrance examination, the school will be closed on time on weekends.

In fact, Song Yan didn't want to go to the uncle's house, but the uncle strongly demanded that he not refuse the uncle's kindness.

The uncle's family lives in the high-end community of Amethyst Garden, Yan Huangguo treats civil servants very well, and the uncle, the deputy director level, has more than one million dollars in bonuses and benefits in a year.

"Tuk tuk. ”

Song Yan knocked on the door of the uncle's house.

The one who opened the door was a beautiful and tall young girl, and found that it was Song Yan standing outside the door, and the other party turned his head and left.

The girl's name is Song Xue, she is his cousin, she is only in her early sixteens, but her height is already more than 1.75 meters, a typical model figure, I have to say that the genes of the old Song family are very good, the man is tall and handsome, and the woman is tall and beautiful.

And Song Xue is also a student of Holy Night Middle School, also a senior in high school, compared with him, his grades are one day after another, leaving him far behind.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the eldest aunt, Song Xue has always been very cold to his cousin, and when he meets him at school, he never greets him, even if he takes the initiative to say hello, Song Xue generally ignores it.

Song Yan changed his shoes and swept his eyes in the living room, but he didn't find the uncle, so he asked, "Xiaoxue, where is the uncle, haven't you gotten off work yet?"

"There is something temporary in the unit, and I won't come back. Song Xue responded coldly.

"Oh. Song Yan responded, and wanted to turn around and leave, he was very stressed to get along with the mother and daughter.

Ten minutes later, Song Yan was holding the bowl and eating silently with his head down, and his aunt Yang Yanli suddenly put down her chopsticks and asked, "Song Yan, are you fighting with someone?"

"Hmm. Song Yan nodded sullenly, but he didn't expect that the eldest aunt also knew about it, could it be Song Xue's complaint, before school, the news that he beat Xue Yuancheng spread in the school.

"You are really getting more and more disagreeable, do you know how much effort your uncle has put into sending you to the Holy Night?

"Got it, I won't be in the future. Song Yan said in a deep voice, but he felt inexplicably aggrieved in his heart.

After dinner, Song Yan left the uncle's house sullenly, and the words of the aunt's lesson to him echoed in his ears.

Walking on the way back to the dormitory, he was a little more dazed in his eyes, he didn't know where his future path was.

With his poor grades, even the worst junior college could not be admitted, but he knew that if he was willing to speak, no matter how difficult it was, the uncle would find a way to send him to a good university.

However, he didn't want to trouble his uncle anymore, back then, the driver who killed his parents escaped, and he has not been arrested until now, so he has not received a penny of compensation, so in the past seven years, he has eaten, drank, dressed, and gone to school The expenses are all paid by the uncle, perhaps it is precisely because of this that the aunt will be so disgusted with him.

He didn't want to drag down his uncle anymore, and he didn't want to send someone under the fence.

Speaking from the heart, he also wants to study well and be admitted to a good university, but he is really not the material for reading, and his head is dizzy as soon as he comes into contact with the knowledge in the textbook.

"If only I were a top student...... That's it, when the college entrance examination is over, I will go to work in other cities, and I will have the opportunity to repay my uncle's kindness!" Song Yan thought secretly.

"Oops, who smashed me!"

Suddenly, Song Yan felt that his head was hit by something, and then he heard a "ding" sound, and a silver ring bounced off his head to the ground, rolling out of a distance before stopping.

Bending over to pick up the ring, Song Yan subconsciously looked around, this place is relatively remote, and there are no other pedestrians, so where did this ring come from?

Did it fall from the sky?

The shape of the ring is very ordinary, it should be sterling silver, and there is no other pattern on the interface, only an Arabic numeral "1".

But looking at the word "1", Song Yan's spirit became in a trance, and there was a faint voice in his ears: "The Galaxy Ring has been successfully bound to the host Song Yan, and now it is starting to activate ......!"

[Author's digression]: The new book is coming, everyone, you can collect it quickly.