Maybe it was last night, although Zhang Jianbo and a few people came to Zhang Lang, they didn't go to war directly.

On the one hand, it was because the three of them suffered a few losses in front of Zhang Lang in a row, and their face was already unbearable, and on the other hand, they may be old smokers who are afraid of the head teacher of Class 21.

So, when Sanzhang came, it was just around the time of class.

At this time, Zhang Lang happened to come out of the toilet and was intercepted by several people.

It's a good time.

Zhang Lang squinted.

"Zhang Lang, you kid has a kind, do you dare to ask someone to fight with us, just after school this afternoon!" Zhang Jianbo, no, everyone, including Sanzhang, has a blue nose and swollen face, and when he speaks, he has a kind of behavior of slapping a swollen face and becoming fat.

"Hehe, why don't you dare, it's at the south gate of the school this afternoon?" Zhang Lang squinted his eyes and replied in one bite.

How can a middle-aged teenager with strong blood withstand the stimulation of others.

"Okay, hmph, I'll let you know how good the three of us are." Sanzhang let out a cruel word and walked away.

Zhang Lang smiled.

The group fights in middle school are generally about the fights.

It's that you call a group of people, and then someone else calls a group of people.

If there are all the people, the battle begins.

This is the rule of group fights in middle school, and no one can break it.

At this time, Su Musha suddenly appeared, and he really heard the agreement between Zhang Lang and Zhang Jianbo and others.

I don't know why, after Zhang Jianbo and the others saw Su Musha, their eyes were a little dodgy, and they left without saying hello.

Zhang Lang was a little strange.

Isn't it a couple relationship between Su Musha and Zhang Jianbo?

Why don't you even say hello?

"Zhang Lang, you're crazy, you actually fought with Sanzhang, don't you know that they know a lot of people in society?" Su Musha said with a frown.

"Crazy or not, only I know." Zhang Lang was slightly upset when he heard Su Musha say that he was crazy.

After all, what kind of thing is scolding yourself for no reason?

Hearing Su Musha's words, Zhang Lang didn't bother to ask why you didn't talk to your boyfriend.

In Zhang Lang's view, the reason why Su Musha helped him was entirely because of a conflict with his boyfriend Zhang Jianbo.

Maybe it's because after having a conflict with your boyfriend, you can deal with your boyfriend by helping yourself.

Such a person is really a little too despicable.

Although it is said that Su Musha is indeed good for himself by doing this, the character of this kind of person is really annoying.

Zhang Lang thought of this, and ignored Su Musha.

Although Su Musha's appearance was as good-looking as ever, and as charming as ever, Zhang Lang found that he couldn't be interested.

Maybe this is what my cousin said, some women have one thing in front of others and one thing after others.

Of course, this is just Zhang Lang's own speculation, what Su Musha thinks, only Su Musha himself knows.

"You...... You're sick. Su Musha didn't expect that his kind reminder would be choked back by Zhang Lang.

What is this?

The dog bites Lu Dongbin, or it is said that he doesn't know the hearts of good people, and the kind ones are regarded as donkey liver and lungs.

Su Musha found that for the first time in his life, he was treated as a bad person by others.

This feeling is very tangled.

"You're the one who has the problem." Zhang Lang didn't look back, and went back to the classroom.

Hearing Zhang Lang's words, Su Musha's hands trembled directly from anger, what is this?

For the first time in his life, a boy spoke to himself like that.

After seeing Zhang Lang enter, Su Musha took a deep breath.

"It's you messing with me, your business, your business, I don't care!" Su Musha stomped his feet and muttered to himself.

The class bell rang, and Su Musha didn't go back.

No way, she was so angry.

It was a little later before she picked up the delicate Apple 6 and made a phone call to someone.

"Uncle Wang......"

……

Classes are in place.

Zhang Lang returned to his seat safely and listened carefully to the physics teacher's lecture.

The physics teacher who gave the lecture was a middle-aged man.

But this man is not bald like an ordinary middle-aged man, but has thick black hair.

The physics teacher's surname is Wang, and he is also the head teacher of the class next door, so everyone privately calls him the old Wang next door.

This kind of call to follow the trend and follow the trend, Zhang Lang can't help but call him the old king next door.

Maybe there was something good after class, so Zhang Lang's physics teacher went out to smoke a cigarette and made a phone call and told everyone that after correcting the papers of the last exam, they could leave school.

On Friday afternoon, you can go home.

This is a privilege that can be enjoyed in the first year of high school at the moment.

Unlike the third year of high school, which has to take a morning on Saturday, the class is still relatively relaxed.

And more importantly, the freshmen and sophomores have a privilege that the junior year doesn't have.

That is, after class ends on Friday, students who are okay can go home.

You don't have to go to any evening self-study or wait until the next day.

So when I saw the physics teacher next door to Lao Wang say this, everyone was very excited.

Especially a few who are looking forward to going home.

However, this fourth lesson still has to be played.

It's self-study, but it's still half the time.

After the physics teacher next door to Lao Wang left, Zhang Lang's tablemate Fei'er couldn't help but talk to Zhang Lang.

"Zhang Lang, I just heard that you and Sanzhang will have a group fight when class is out later, is it true or fake?" Zhang Jianbo asked worriedly.

Although his name is the same as the eldest of the three, he is a "good boy" through and through.

No fighting, no smoking, no drinking, no relationships.

This is really a model of studying hard, making progress every day, not eating snacks, and not engaging in objects.

"yes, that's right." Zhang Lang nodded, but did not deny it.

For such things, Zhang Lang has always been generous in admitting it.

"God, you don't have a fever, you don't know how powerful the three are, I heard that they know some people from the underworld." After Fei'er heard that Zhang Lang really agreed, her mouth twitched.

Zhang Lang smiled, he also heard that Sanzhang knew some people, but it shouldn't be from the underworld, but in society, or people who have dropped out of school since junior high school, it is possible.

After all, in the small county town of Pingcheng, there are still quite a lot of people who mix with society.

What's more, recently, the splicing of Pingcheng has been upgraded, and the legend is that it will be upgraded to an urban area.

This has also led to the development of many tertiary industries such as KTVs or bars in Pingcheng.

The tertiary industry of Pingcheng ushered in spring.

And the industry of bars and KTVs ushered in spring, and many people in mixed society also ushered in spring.

Everyone knows that places like KTVs and bars are not clean in the first place, so they naturally need manpower.

Both men and women need it.

Therefore, these people naturally became more and active.

"Hey, you...... Do you know anyone from the underworld? Seeing Zhang Lang's calm appearance, Fei'er opened her mouth wide.

I secretly thought that after Zhang Lang repaired the three sheets fiercely yesterday, he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and it seemed that he knew a lot of people in society.

"I don't know." Zhang Lang shook his head.

"What?" Fei'er was taken aback, and looked at Zhang Lang as if she had seen a ghost.

At this time, Zhang Jianbo was of course surprised, Zhang Lang didn't even call anyone, so he went to fight with the three Zhang in Heping City No. 1, isn't this looking for death?

To put it mildly, there is something wrong with the brain.

"You've got something wrong with your brain." Zhang Jianbo said.

"Fei'er, you have something wrong with your brain." Zhang Lang scolded angrily, and after scolding, Zhang Lang suddenly remembered that he seemed to be told by two people today that he had something wrong with his brain.

The first person seems to be Su Mushao.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lang couldn't help but look at Su Musha in front of him with a little guilt.

The white neck and delicate earlobes, no matter where it is, people are thrilled to see it.

In the future, Su Musha will definitely be a goddess-level figure.

Now that he is so young, he is already a disaster.

I'm a big man.,Even boys can understand.,Why can't you forgive a girl.。

What's more, people are also for their own good.

Although it is said that the other party has a boyfriend, Zhang Lang is a little unhappy.

So Zhang Lang decided to do something later.

"Hey, Zhang Lang, you are talking, do you want to tell the old smoker about this? If you have the help of a teacher, I believe that the three cards will not do anything to you. Fei'er said worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not stupid, I'll run if I can't beat it, besides, it's them who said they were going to fight in a group, not me, I'll not go later." Zhang Lang smiled.

"Huh?" Fei'er didn't turn her mind for the first time, but then she figured it out and sneered, "Are you going to release their pigeons?" ”

"Almost." Zhang Lang nodded.

"Damn, you're the first person to dare to do that." Fei'er whispered.

"Huh." Zhang Lang smiled casually.

This is what my cousin said to herself, if you fight, you will fight, and if you can't fight, you will run.

Where there is life, there is hope.

In terms of fighting, Zhang Lang is still very wise.

At least, he won't mess around.

If that had happened, he would have died long ago in junior high school.

After Fei'er knew Zhang Lang's thoughts, she chatted with Zhang Lang for a few words.

And Zhang Lang said that he would just look for the low wall on the east side of the school, or just don't walk from the south gate.

Then you won't run into Zhang Jianbo.

……

After chatting with Fei'er, Zhang Lang looked at Su Musha's white neck, a little moved.

To be honest, a young person like Zhang Lang, who is not impressed by a beautiful and moving girl like Su Musha?

Zhang Lang dared to guarantee 100 percent that in the school, 80 percent of the boys had thoughts about Su Musha.

These ideas are big or small, but Zhang Lang firmly believes that there are definitely ideas.

How can I apologize to her later?

Zhang Lang found that he was somewhat cheap.

Others scolded themselves, and they even apologized.

All right.

Zhang Lang wrote a note with three words saying sorry.

This is used in middle school to flirt between male and female classmates.

But before Zhang Lang handed over the note in his hand to Su Musha, he found a little white hand and stuffed himself with a note.