"Bang!"

There was chaos in what should have been silence in the Internet café, with leather chairs falling to the ground, crackling and colliding with each other, mingling with the incessant shouts of insults.

The whole Internet café is like boiling water, and there is a lot of scolding and fighting.

"You don't pee like a dog, dare to think about the night!"

"Disgusting!"

"Dead crooked man, it's so disgusting!"

……

A group of young men in black leather clothes with hideous faces punched and kicked a young man in a blue tracksuit.

Nearly 100 people in the Internet café were divided into several piles, all standing aside to watch the play, looking at the beaten young man with mockery and ridicule on their faces.

The young man clasped his head tightly in both hands, shrunk into a ball, and trembled slightly to let others beat and scold.

The slightly gloomy black-rimmed glasses on the ground were trampled on by the unscrupulous youths and torn apart.

Perhaps outnumbered, or cowardly and incompetent, the youth is just blindly defending and protecting their heads, and does not do anything to resist.

Such a cowardly and weak boy deserves to be beaten.

Listening to the words of these bad young people say that this college student is still a crooked, it is really disgusting to go home.

There was no helping hand.

There is only endless contempt and spit on.

People are the law of the jungle, they have no ability, and everything is empty talk.

Besides, most of the beaters were girls, and they didn't have any murder weapons, so it was difficult to kill people with their bare hands.

If you can't make a fuss, no one will go, and you won't have anything to talk about.

The insults continued, and the young man was quite able to carry it, and the places that could be seen by the human eye were already covered with bruises, and he still guarded his head tightly.

Maintaining that movement all the time, on the other hand, is as if it is dead.

No one would think that way.

"This is not a fighting arena, if you want to fight out, don't dirty my Internet café." The young Internet café manager walked down the stairs with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

"Young Master Ben will pay for all the losses here, you just stand safely, don't look for trouble!" One of the inch-headed young people kicked the young man vigorously, and after relieving his anger, he glanced at the manager of the Internet café.

The mobile phone in the pocket of the young man's jacket vibrated slightly and rang. As a result, the delinquent youths stopped beating him.

Search your phone.

Somehow, there was a miraculous silence in the Internet café.

As soon as the delinquent youths searched for his mobile phone, they heard footsteps getting closer and closer.

The calm and powerful voice was very pleasant, "Excuse me, may I ask Hua Yinhua, a first-year student of Tianzhe University, who is here?" ”

The man stopped, looking Sven, polite, tall and thin, with a harmonious golden ratio, not too skinny.

Dressed in a warm brown long coat with black suit pants, it caught everyone's eye.

From the messy silky hair, to the polished leather shoes, and the gold-rimmed glasses, the eyes are gentle and meticulous.

Seeing that none of them answered, Bai Liao thought that they did not understand.

The corners of his mouth went up, revealing a slight smile: "I am his teacher." ”

In exchange, there was only silence.

They are very familiar with the man in front of them, if it weren't for his appearance, his eyes would have been a face.

Bai Liao's peripheral vision had caught a glimpse of the corner of the blue school uniform of the young man curled up behind everyone's legs.

"May I ask this?"

"Nonsense, Hua Yin." A delinquent young man violently ripped off Hua Yin's school card and threw it at Bai Liao's feet.

Make a 'pop' sound.

"Thank you." Bai Liao opened his lips slightly, bent down and picked up the school card that was thrown on the ground, and his movements were elegant.

There is just a good smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice is consistently gentle, not annoyed or angry. It's hard to guess what he thinks.

Bai Liao came closer.