Chapter 112: This is called talking about life
In fact, Fang Xue herself didn't know why she had some good feelings for a person who was so incomprehensible.
Could it be that he has been alone for too long?
"Wait, why are you going?" Seeing that I seemed to be leaving, Fang Xue hurriedly asked.
"Eat."
She immediately looked at me expectantly and said, "Let's go, I happen to be hungry too, let's do it together?" I'm so good to help Guo Na bring meat buns. ”
I struggled a little in my heart, if I kept rejecting others, would it be a little too unkind?
"Okay then, together." In the end, I reluctantly agreed.
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is worthy of being the class flower in Long Xiaoxia's mind, as soon as he entered the cafeteria, the few boys came over one after another.
"Who is this girl? So beautiful. ”
"I don't know, I haven't seen it."
"You've never seen it? That's supposed to be a freshman, right? ”
"It turned out to be a school girl, hehe, I have an idea."
"Come on, don't you see a handsome guy next to someone."
When they were queuing up to buy hot dry noodles together, the trouble of dog blood really came.
A tall, handsome and senior-looking man walked over, patted me on the shoulder, and said arrogantly, "Junior brother, let Jean." ”
"Who are you?" I glanced at him, and it was clear that I didn't take him seriously.
He didn't seem to expect that someone would give him such a faceless face, and his face immediately turned cold: "Didn't you hear what I said?" Fuck off. ”
"Where did you come from, little? Dare to call in front of me? I shouted impatiently.
My hands have been itchy for so long, so many years have passed, Bai Yun has long lost the courage to fight with me, I didn't expect a mere mortal to dare to shout at me.
My echo made the students around me look in my direction.
"Isn't this Meng Wentian?" A boy around said.
"Yes, he is the black section of taekwondo, and I heard that the family is still a rich second generation."
"Oh my God, it's Meng Wentian, he's so handsome." A little girl said.
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My words made Meng Wentian suddenly furious, and as soon as he stepped forward, he grabbed my collar and looked down at me.
He was very tall, about the same height as Long Xiaoxia.
Seeing such a scene, Fang Xue looked at Meng Wentian and said, "What do you want to do?" ”
"Nothing." As he spoke, he tried to mention me again: "I just want to talk to this junior about my life ideals." ”
After speaking, he also gave Fang Xue a gentle smile, which made her goosebumps fall to the ground.
"Alas~" I sighed in my heart, I knew it would be like this, I knew that someone as handsome as I was, there would be trouble finding me wherever I went.
I'm now more and more sure that I'm the protagonist of this world.
"Smack!"
I slapped him directly in the face.
This scene is not only Meng Wentian, but all the people around are stunned.
What's going on? Is this guy such a tiger?
I straightened my clothes and said, "Dead, don't do anything to me." ”
Now the pot exploded, and immediately a dozen people in taekwondo uniforms surrounded me, smelling the smell of sweat on their bodies, probably just ended
Play training.
Fang Xue knew that this matter was caused by her, so she hurriedly stepped forward to protect me and said, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?" ”
I hate to bully more and less the most, so I reached out and pushed Fang Xue aside and clapped my hands: "You... Twelve people were already surrounded by me, obediently squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands. ”
One of the doglegs said, "Boy, you seem to be a little arrogant? ”
"I don't have any other hobbies, I just like to beat dogs, so when I see you, my hands itch."
It's just a few mud-legged students, and I'm in a hurry, maybe one day Wang Xiaoling, the female ghost of the Jiuding body, will be given to the sun, and I'm still afraid of them?
Meng Wentian finally reacted at this time, covered his face and asked in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?" ”
I stepped forward and slapped him again, knocking him to the ground again.
"Since you just thought you were dreaming, now you should accept reality, right?"
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"It's over, it's over, I beat Meng Wentian, this matter is probably not so easy to solve."
"yes, are you stupid for this long-haired kid? If there are many people, they just admit that they can't do it, and they also provoke others. ”
"What is the identity of Meng Wentian, I don't know whether I am alive or dead."
A group of bigwigs around were watching the play and judging at the same time, and there were many people who had been bullied by Meng Wentian.
.....
"You.. You! Meng Wentian stood up again and pointed at me angrily.
I directly snapped his index finger: "What are you, you can't say anything?" ”
He immediately squatted on the ground: "It hurts, it hurts, it's broken.... Why are you stunned, come on? ”
A dozen of them reacted and immediately rushed towards me.
They put on an exaggerated posture, their mouths were full of bells and whistles, and one of them was a whip leg but glared at the old high.
Isn't this useless waste? When they punched, I bumped fists with them, and I kicked when they kicked, and one of them actually wanted to play two kicks in the air, and the whole person's center of gravity was in the air, and I was given a dog to eat by a light Tai Chi cloud hand.
After a while, they clutched their fists, clutched their legs, and lay on the ground wailing.
I looked at them condescendingly: "I said, if you want to fight, you can learn sanda, why do you practice radio gymnastics?" ”
Fang Xue poked me in the back and whispered, "This is taekwondo." ”
I've been in the mountains for so long, of course I don't know what this fist embroidered leg is, so I scratched my head in embarrassment: "Oh oh, taekwondo, no wonder I feel weaker than radio gymnastics, it turns out to be a new species." ”
My words naturally made the students lying on the ground feel vomiting blood, they train so hard every day, and they have to stick the wooden board of "fragile items" when kicking the courier, and every time they feel like they are awesome.
Now only Meng Wentian is left, this guy pinched his fingers and looked at me in fear, as I moved forward step by step, he retreated step by step: "You... What are you doing? ”
"Nothing, don't you want to talk about life? Brother will teach you today. I said with contempt for him.
"Did you go to elementary school? Don't know that it's shameful to cut in line? Even if you really have to cut the queue if you have something urgent, remember to be a good socialist young man, you know? ”
He wanted to look at me like a fool, and beat people up with a crackle, just to tell a big reason now?
Then, then, I kicked him aside and said, "This is called talking about life." ”