Chapter XVII
"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Su Wangcai looked at Su Cimo's indifference to himself at this time, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, plus there were so many people around him watching, so he walked over directly and kicked the book that Su Cimo was picking up.
As soon as his hand was about to touch it, he was kicked away when he reached the book, and Su Cimo was also a little unhappy in his heart, so he looked up at the person in front of him, threw the book directly on the ground, stood up and looked at the person in front of him.
"If there's nothing to do, just get away, do you understand?"
Su Cimo has always looked down on this Su Wangcai, whether it was before or now with this body, this kind of gentlemanly son, just to find his own pastime, there is no need to give the other party any good looks.
"Yo! He actually talks to you like that! β
"Tut-tut......"
"I didn't expect this kid to be quite horizontal!"
The surrounding onlookers also deliberately said some cool words to mock Su Cimo, and the gloating expressions of many people made Su Cimo even more disgusted.
Su Wangcai had the courage of the people around him at this time, and he was not afraid of Su Cimo, so he also laughed evilly, "Huh? I think you're really tired of being crooked! β
So many people bullied Su Cimo, it must be something that can be solved casually.
"I don't want your book!" Su Wangcai looked at Su Cimojiao's cold face towards him, and felt puzzled in his heart, so he directly picked up the book, threw it out of the window, and fell into the pond next to him.
"Okay!"
The crowd of people who watched the excitement followed the coaxing, and even many people went to pick up Su Cimo's books and threw them into the pond.
"As far as your father's style of doing things is concerned, it doesn't matter if you don't want to deal with the Su family, and now you are still corrupt and bribed and died in prison, you really deserve it." Naturally, he knew where Su Cimo's scar was, so Su Wangcai sprinkled salt on the wound.
didn't expect that after this sarcasm, Su Cimo's face was still so indifferent, and he even looked coldly at the people around him mocking and throwing books.
"Nothing happens?" Su Wangcai was a little surprised.
Su Cimo held back his anger, "Hurry up." β
"If you tell me to get out, then I won't!" Su Wangcai just likes to deliberately bully Su Cimo, and the other party doesn't dare to look like him.
Looking at this person's appearance, Su Cimo thought that he didn't bother to provoke her now, so he might as well stand by and see where they were going to throw their books.
Su Cimo's irrelevant appearance made Song Wangcai feel even more excited, after all, this person has already been slaughtered by himself, so it is even more rampant now.
Directly overturned the desk, pen, ink, paper, inkstone and threw the books on the ground, but many of them were thrown into the pond next to them, and after venting, they found that everyone thought it was not interesting, after all, the indifferent attitude of the parties made them feel that they had lost interest.
Su Cimo looked at these men coldly like naΓ―ve children, and felt that throwing books would anger him, and he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.
At this time, everyone was thinking about countermeasures, but they didn't expect another person to squeeze out of the crowd.
"Aren't you guys going too far?!"
Yang Baihao saw that Su Cimo's position was messed up, and even a lot of books were thrown into the pond, and he immediately became angry.
"Su Wangcai, are you a little excessive!" Yang Baihao's whole person was in front of Su Cimo's body, although he looked down on Su Cimo's thin body in his heart, but the person in front of him was bullied, and of course he was the first to stand up.
Su Wangcai looked at the person in front of him, and actually protected Su Cimo, and immediately laughed, "What do you know about this reckless man?" You're just fighting, what else are you going to do? β
"I'm going to let you know what it means not to bully the weak!"
Yang Baihao was very angry at this time, looking at Su Wangcai in front of him deliberately provoking himself, he directly clenched the fist in his hand and prepared to wave it.
Su Cimo was a little speechless for a moment, he didn't expect that he was actually protected by Yang Baihao as a weak, and at this time, seeing that the person in front of him was about to fight, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.
"There are so many of them, don't fight them alone."
Su Cimo's words caught Yang Baihao off guard.
After listening to Su Cimo's words, Yang Baihao was a little unhappy, and looked at the people in front of him and sneered, "Just their miscellaneous fish, it's not enough for me to fight." β
"No, we don't do it if we can."
Su Cimo felt that these people were indeed not worthy of fighting with Yang Baihao, although this Su Wangcai was very arrogant, but she felt that she still had to teach him a lesson herself.
"Let's not fight with you, let's do this, let's compare whose poetry is better." After Su Cimo finished speaking, he paused and spoke, "After all, we are in the academy, and we can't fight, so let's use the way of a scholar to teach the superior." β
After everyone heard Su Cimo's words, they were all silent, especially Su Wangcai's face was not good.