At a distance almost shoulder to shoulder, even if the two people who usually don't like each other will unconsciously brew a little affection in such a situation.

Li Ranxiu was so transparent, she immediately reined in the precipice, jumped up from the floor, took off the key hanging on the wall, and beckoned to Lu Yiwei: "Enough rest, let's go." ”

"What are you going to do?"

A group of students in school uniforms suddenly poured out at the top of the stairs, looking to be at least three years old, and a few more than 1.8 meters tall were in the final formation.

The leader was a girl, a whole head taller than Li Ranxiu, holding a golf club in her hand, after she stood still, she put the stick to her side angrily: "Let's talk first, don't worry." ”

The girl wore the smoky makeup she thought was clever, and her black nails looked like she could poke people to death: "You are the son of that female star, right?" ”

She shifted her center of gravity from left to right, and smiled proudly: "Lu Yiwei." ”

Lu Yiwei and the girl had never met, and they were confused for a while: "Who told you?!" ”

The girl clapped her hands, and the one-meter-eight buddy dragged Wu Zicong out of the ranks.

Wu Zicong's glasses were crooked on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were dull, and he was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and there was a pair of footprints on his school uniform.

Lu Yiwei scolded Wu Zicong's pig teammates, staring at the girl vigilantly: "What are you looking for me for?" ”

The girl stepped forward with a stick, and the young people behind her also moved forward: "Make a friend, my name is Manman, Luo Manman." ”

"What do I call you, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you have money, so I'll borrow some money from you." Luo Manman threw a circle of bats when he spoke, "Five hundred yuan, okay?" ”

Holding a weapon and bringing so many people into school, it is no longer a question of "whether it works or not", Lu Yiwei also wants to calm things down, but he can't afford so much money - he lives with his grandmother, and the old man's consumption outlook is always conservative.

Under the squeeze of countless thoughts, Lu Yiwei reacted instinctively, he didn't say a word, pulled up Li Ranxiu and ran downstairs.

Luo Manman's face changed: "Catch him!" ”

The young people in society were in an uproar, and they blocked Lu Yiwei's way without much effort, he was trapped in the middle of the steps, and Luo Manman looked down at him from top to bottom with a gloomy face.

Lu Yiwei was not afraid of being beaten, he was frightened by the "son of a female star" just now, Luo Manman actually knew his life experience, and he had to make a fuss about it.

Sure enough, Luo Manman stabbed him in the sore spot as soon as he spoke: "Your mother is a drug addict, it costs a lot of money to buy contraband, right?" Your family must still have money. ”

Li Ranxiu didn't know what to do, and looked to the side, Lu Yiwei clenched his fists, his face turned red, and he looked extremely angry, but he didn't refute Luo Manman from beginning to end, but closed his eyes tightly, as if he could escape reality in this way.

Luo Manman threatened again: "Give or not give money!" ”

Lu Yiwei didn't speak, Luo Manman had the upper hand, she snorted disdainfully, and picked up the bat high in everyone's eyes-

"Put it down!"

Lu Yiwei opened his eyes, and at the same time, the bat fell to the ground, and Zhou Qingyang twisted Luo Manman's arm and pressed her against the wall.

Zhou Qingyang looked at the school emblem on Luo Manman's neckline: "Yuhua No. 3 Middle School? "Let's have a book

Yuhua No. 3 Middle School is a school in Xishan District next door, and it sounds bad luck in Xishan District, but the development path of Xishan District is just the opposite.

No. 3 Middle School is a school that is known to be in line with international standards, and there are not a few high school graduates who are admitted to famous foreign schools, and the quality of students is clear at a glance.

Luo Manman is wearing the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School, and there is inevitably a... An eerie sense of disobedience.

She also felt Zhou Qingyang's unfriendly gaze, and struggled her arm: "What's wrong with the third middle school?" I'm the third middle school to eat your rice?! ”

Zhou Qingyang twisted Luo Manman's wrist, pulled up her messy hair that had been tortured by washing, cutting, blowing, and said coldly: "Look clearly, this is my sister." ”

Luo Man was angry and shouted: "Which green onion are you!" You guys! What are you doing in a daze? Come on! Hit him! ”

The Lord was captured, and the soldiers were naturally disheartened, and this time, no one moved, including the one-meter-eight buddy at the end of the line.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingyang sneered: "Shrimp soldiers and crab generals." ”

He took a deep breath: "You are Yuhua No. 3 Middle School, it's normal not to know me, but even if we know each other today, my name is Zhou Qingyang, this is my sister Li Ranxiu, I don't care if you go to other places in the future, but if you dare to come to Nineteenth Middle School, I will see you and fight once!" ”

Luo Manman is rampant in the third middle school, rarely meets opponents, thinks he is the lone undefeated in Xishan District, the first expedition is unfavorable, not only the hand hurts, but also the face is disgraced, the female hooligan is not good to be, she will not be mixed in the future?

In order to give this Zhou Qingyang a little color, and in order to keep his position, Luo Manman made a very wrong decision-

Taking advantage of Zhou Qingyang's unpreparedness, she picked up the bat on the ground, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and waved it towards the crowd.

"Ahh

The screams were mixed with male and female voices, and even divided the high and low voices when listening carefully, this aunt was angry and did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and beat when she saw someone, her little brother was injured in the chaos, and she dared to hide in the corner of the stairs along the stairs without saying a word, and after a while, the rabble on the stairs was scattered, and Zhou Qingyang had never seen such a tiger in society, so she temporarily blocked Luo Manman, and then dragged her baby sister to her side.

The golf club majestically crossed an arc in the air, a few points sharper than ordinary people's fruit knives, Lu Yiwei, who was forgotten by the whole world, felt that he was definitely going to be beaten, and hurriedly held his head with both hands, begging God to worship the Buddha in the hope that there would be no obvious scars, and he went home to be nagged by his grandmother.

"Ahh

This time, the "ah" is more monotonous, it was sent by Luo Manman himself, before the head of the club hit Lu Yiwei, Yun Tian slashed to the end of the club with one hand, and the whole club lost its center of gravity, but fell backwards, was caught by him, and then slipped to the ground.

It's like putting a knife back into its scabbard.

Zhou Qingyang was stunned, and said in his heart that he recognized this big brother.

Li Ranxiu looked at Tu Shan dumbfounded, this character came on too suddenly, the play is indeed very beautiful, yes, but how should it end?

"Children, your brother is here!" Yun Tian said with a smile.

Someone weakly shouted: "Brother Tian." ”

Lu Yiwei stood up unharmed, and the voice came from him.

"Brother Tian!"

"Brother Tian!"

Except for Wu Zicong, who was not yet awake, the other two nineteenth middle school students shouted one after the other as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw, and their tone was so earnest, compared to the gourd baby calling for grandpa, Yuntian himself had never enjoyed such treatment.