On the edge of the basketball court, Qin Yang sat on a bench, leaning on the back of the chair, wearing headphones, quietly listening to the English reading on his mobile phone.

Not far in front of Qin Yang, Sun Xiaodong was wearing basketball shirts and pants, running on the basketball with a few people, revealing strong muscles, sweat flowing, and heat unrestrained.

Qin Yang was pulled by Sun Xiaodong, there was no class this afternoon, he was originally going to lie in bed in the dormitory to listen to English, Sun Xiaodong wanted to persuade Qin Yang to play basketball with him, and said that it was a complete waste for him not to play basketball at this height, Qin Yang refused, and finally reluctantly agreed to accompany Sun Xiaodong to come down together, anyway, he should come down to breathe.

Listen to English, wear headphones, even if you are in the middle of the city, and it does not affect you by the basketball court.

It's not that Qin Yang doesn't like to play basketball, it's just that for him, basketball doesn't have any technical skills at all, his explosive body, powerful bouncing power, and terrifying control of basketball make this originally intense and interesting competitive game boring.

If Qin Yang goes off the court to play basketball, then it is estimated that others will not have to play.

It has been a few days since the start of school, and Qin Yang has gradually adapted to the current rhythm of life, there is no longer a rain of bullets, and there is no dangerous and powerful enemy, here, there is only a peaceful and comfortable life, and there are college students full of youth and vitality.

The English Department is naturally mainly focused on learning English and improving the ability of professional English, Qin Yang was quite stressed at the beginning of the class, because his foundation was too weak, although the teacher occasionally explained in Huaxia, but it still sounded a little difficult for the time being.

Fortunately, studying in the university is very free, there are no three-day small exams and five major exams, at least before the final exams, Qin Yang still has a lot of time to catch up, and he who has received special training and has a memory much higher than that of ordinary people, it is not difficult to calm down and study.

A group of people walked along the cement road next to the basketball court, and suddenly a person stopped, looked at Qin Yang who was leaning on the bench, and said in a low voice: "Brother An, look at that." ”

"Huh?"

Liu An, who was following behind a thin young man with glasses, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The student's chin pointed to Qin Yang not far away, and said in a low voice, "It's that kid, Qin Yang......"

Liu An's brows trembled slightly, a little resentment flashed in his eyes, his expression was slightly hesitant, and finally he gritted his teeth and turned his head: "Ignore him, let's go!" ”

The young man with glasses turned his head sideways, and all the changes in the expression on Liu An's face fell in his eyes, and he followed Liu An's eyes to see Qin Yang sitting quietly on the bench, and asked with interest: "What's wrong, I suffered a loss?" ”

Liu An snorted: "A few days ago, on the day of the opening of the freshman school, I bumped into the 838 bar and suffered a loss. ”

"Freshmen?" The young man in glasses turned around with interest and looked at Qin Yang with unscrupulous eyes.

Liu An's face showed a little embarrassment, but when the other party asked, he had to answer, so he could only reply curtly: "Yes, from the English department." ”

The young man with glasses narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses: "Freshman, it's a little interesting, heads-up?" Group fighting? ”

Liu An's face was embarrassed by two points: "There are five of us, he is alone, and we also use a knife...... This guy is quite capable of fighting. ”

The glasses young man's eyes lit up slightly: "What's the matter?" ”

Liu An shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that he took the train from Yanjing to school." ”

The young man with glasses turned his head to look at Liu An, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "What, are you ready to endure it?" ”

Liu An nodded with a wry smile: "With my little brothers, I can't beat him." ”

The young man with glasses suddenly reached out and patted Liu An's shoulder: "You are with me, and you have done a lot of things for me, and now that you have suffered a loss, I Zhang Kun can't ignore it, go, follow me, and see what the other party is coming from first." ”

Liu An's eyes lit up, and then he was two points uneasy: "Brother Kun, this matter is all caused by my personal matter, you ......"

Zhang Kun, the young man with glasses, shook his head, stopped Liu An from continuing to speak, turned around and walked directly in the direction where Qin Yang was, Liu An could only follow quickly, but there was irrepressible excitement in his heart.

Although Liu An also has a group of younger brothers around him, compared to Zhang Kun, he is at most a small leader, often helping Zhang Kun run away, do chores, and do some dirty things, which is really nothing in front of Zhang Kun.

In this world, in front of the rich and powerful, there is always no shortage of errand runners, so he doesn't even have the qualifications to ask Zhang Kun to avenge himself, of course, now that Zhang Kun is willing to take the initiative to bring it up, it is naturally another matter.

Qin Yang was quietly listening to the English reading with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard the footsteps of several people approaching, and then the footsteps stopped in front of him.

When Qin Yang opened his eyes, he saw a thin young man in his early twenties with glasses standing in front of him, looking down at him with a condescending look.

Qin Yang's eyes crossed over the emaciated young man and landed on Liu An next to him, and his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

Isn't this the guy in the bar who wants to help Zhang Bin clean up himself?

"My name is Zhang Kun, a member of the Silver of the Shenglong Society, and Liu An is my person......"

Thang Long Society?

Isn't this one of the two largest student elite clubs in Zhonghai University that He Tianfeng told himself, and it is said that the members in it are rich and powerful rich second generations or guys with abilities that others can't ignore.

Silver member?

This should be the level of membership, right?

If there's silver, then there's gold, or bronze, or maybe platinum?

Qin Yang returned his gaze to Zhang Kun's face, this young man in his early twenties, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looked quite gentle, but his eyes were filled with undisguised arrogance, so that his whole person seemed to have a sense of condescending overlook.

Qin Yang pointed his finger at Liu An: "You're talking about him, right?" ”

Zhang Kun nodded and said, "Yes, I just heard that you had a conflict in the 838 bar a few days ago, and you beat them up......"

Qin Yang sat on the chair, as steady as Mount Tai, motionless, with no intention of standing up at all, and asked with a calm expression: "Is there such a thing, what, as their boss, do you want to apologize to me?" ”

Apologize?

What the heck?

Zhang Kun and several people behind him were all stunned, and immediately reacted, their eyes full of anger!

Boy, what's your attitude?

Do you know who you're talking to?

Looking for death, right?

A little coldness also rose in Zhang Kun's eyes, but it disappeared again, he stared at Qin Yang, and a little smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's kind of interesting, I heard that you can fight?"

Qin Yang smiled and replied lightly: "It depends on who you compare with." ”

Liu An's face beside Zhang Kun changed two points again, and his eyes became angry and unkind.

MD, compared to whom?

You're saying we're rubbish, aren't you?