When he arrived at the commissary, Fang Tang probed his brain weakly, made sure that there was no one around, and said to the person next to him, "Jiang Jiang, you give me a look at the wind here, and I will come out immediately." ”

"Well, let's go!"

Jiang Lige waved his hand, walked to the steps covered with red bricks, and stood under the tree waiting for her.

There were no clouds, the sky was a little dark, and the cool breeze was blowing in my face, and I woke up as soon as it blew.

Faintly, she heard a mix of whistling and insults, as if coming from around the corner.

"I'm telling you, Cen Yan is the woman I like, stay away from her, do you hear that?"

"Yes, make a promise to Feige, apologize, bow, say a few words I was wrong, and I will spare you this time."

"Hey! You're still pouting like a donkey! ”

Jiang Lige heard Cen Yan's name, was a little curious, and followed the voice to explore.

When she walked in, she saw the appearance of the speaker, and her heart sighed.

It's Cai Yunfei! She had seen him in the teacher's office.

He is a well-known bully in the school, the family is powerful, I heard that his father is the director of the town's finance, a deputy section-level cadre, and his uncle is the director of a public institution, and he responded to the sentence that the man who controls the production line of the whole village, of course, these people are far away from the emperor, and they can't care about the trivial things in the school, what is really scary is that his uncle is one of the vice principals of Linchuan Middle School.

With so many people covering him, it wasn't a day or two since he was doing evil and being a king at school.

Jiang Lige saw that they were surrounded by a person, who was wearing an off-white cotton suit, with a straight back in the middle of them, and he looked like he stood out from the crowd.

She rubbed her eyes, that back, it was - Song Wanqiao!

The white sweater on his collar was dragged by Cai Yunfei in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be slaughtered by others.

Her heart ached, and she felt that the blood in her body had stopped flowing.

He is the proud, lonely, and dazzling Song Wanqiao in her heart.

He is Song Wanqiao, who bought her red bean milk tea.

He is Song Wanqiao who taught her "Brother Langua".

How can you be like a puppet being insulted and teased by someone with a thread.

Jiang Lige was furious, his embroidered eyebrows were twisted, and he ran forward and roared like a fierce lion, "Let him go!" ”

Cai Yunfei saw that it was a girl, so he didn't take it to heart, and warned contemptuously, "Who are you, don't meddle around!" ”

"I'm at his table!"

"What bullshit at the same table, get out, Lao Tzu doesn't beat women!"

"I'll let you go!"

Jiang Lige didn't know where he got the courage to confront Cai Yunfei, and stared at him directly, his eyes were terrifying and cruel.

She had forgotten who she was facing in front of her, only that they had bullied Song Wanqiao.

"Stinky woman, Lao Tzu gave you a face before the soldiers, right?"

Cai Yunfei curled the tip of his tongue and snorted.

Da Xiong stayed alone for a few minutes, he couldn't bear the loneliness, and was about to go back to find Song Wanqiao, but before he entered the grove, he heard a crisp sound.

Cai Yunfei's five fingers swept across Jiang Lige's cheeks, as fast as the wind, without mercy.

There was silence all around, and even the sound of the wind had stopped. Jiang Lige felt that his face was hot, and his ears were buzzing.

The first to react was Da Xiong, who picked up a broom and pointed at Cai Yunfei, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted as he ran,

"Cai Yunfei! Fuck the mud horse, how fucking do you dare to touch her? ”

However, before he could reach the halfway mile, he looked at the scene in front of him and stopped in a daze.

Song Wanqiao's five fingers choked Cai Yunfei's throat, the green tendons on the back of his hand were clearly visible, and there was a trace of annoyance on his originally indifferent face.

The moss-covered old walls smelled of dampness, and the soil was dotted with small white and yellow flowers, and the wind was blowing again, and the leaves were blowing.

Time passed irretrievably, and everyone seemed to have roots under their feet, wrapped in the cold breath of Song Wanqiao, standing in place, not daring to move.

Jiang Lige came back to his senses and went to break Song Wanqiao's fingers, "Song Wanqiao, let go!" He's running out of breath! ”

But he seemed to have completely lost his mind, and the big palm that clamped Cai Yunfei's neck showed no sign of loosening, as if he was just about to wring off a weed.

Cai Yunfei burned out the wick like a candle in the wind, his face was flushed, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his breath became more and more turbid.

The people around gasped, and they didn't know what to do for a while, just stared blankly.

The sound of motorcycles rang out, breaking the stagnant air.

"What are you doing? Stop! ”

The head teacher held his big-bellied belly, stepped forward quickly, and forcibly pulled Song Wanqiao away.

Cai Yunfei, who was free from the shackles, slipped to the ground weakly, the strangulation marks on his neck were clearly visible, his breathing was disordered, and he kept coughing.

Office.

Song Wanqiao, Jiang Lige, Da Xiong, and Fang Tang stood in a row.

Cai Yunfei and his younger brothers stood opposite them.

The originally quiet office place was blown up into a pot of porridge, and the teachers exchanged their heads and ears, as if the practice questions of the test papers in their hands had lost their appeal.

What's the earth-shattering news about ghosts and gods?

Needless to say, it was Song Wanqiao who pinched Vice President Wang's nephew's neck.

After a while, Vice Principal Wang rushed to hear the news, and the teachers were silent and watched him look around.

"Who pinched Xiaofei's neck?"

Cai Yunfei immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at Song Wanqiao, "It's him, uncle, he's about to strangle me to death, I thought I'll never see you again!" ”

He hugged Vice Principal Wang and cried, without the slightest image of the school bully in the past, like a poor child.

Vice President Wang comforted him twice and said, "Okay, okay, uncle will call the shots for you, don't cry." ”

Turned his head to look at Song Wanqiao, "You! Don't think that you can do whatever you want with good grades! Look! Look! Half of the child's life is almost gone! Ideology and morality have gone to the dog's belly? ”

The head teacher squeezed out a smile, "Vice Principal Wang, this matter hasn't been clarified yet, so it's hard to make a conclusion." ”

"What to check? Call his parents! Take it back! Right now! We don't accept such students in Linchuan Middle School! ”

The teachers began to talk in a whisper again, such naked partiality, it was really intolerable, who didn't know that Song Wanqiao was the first in the grade, usually silent, cold-hearted, and rarely interacted with people. Cai Yunfei is the penultimate one, a typical gangster quality, three days of fighting and brawling, it must have been him who provoked Song Wanqiao, and people were ruthless.

Jiang Lige realized the seriousness of the situation, his fingers stirred together, pursed his lips, and tried to explain,

"School ......"

"What are you laughing at, today's children have learned to bully on campus at a young age, and they can't wait to kill when they have a little quarrel, it's really vicious and ruthless!"

Seeing this, the head teacher didn't hesitate, took out his mobile phone, found the column of the student's parents, dialed the phone number of Song Wanqiao's parents, and briefly explained the situation.

The other party was a man, his voice was calm, he thanked him, and said that he would arrive later, so he hung up the phone and talked to Vice President Wang.