Chapter 57: Breakfast of Love

The security guards at the door opened their mouths in surprise when they saw Yang Zifeng's appearance.

"Feng Shao, how did you get this?" The security guard ran over and asked, looking curious.

Yang Zifeng pushed him away and walked towards the elevator.

Before coming to his father's office, he ignored the secretary at all, pushed his father's study directly, and said, "Dad, your son is going to be beaten to death, do you care?" ”

Yang Wenjun looked at Yang Zifeng, who had blood on his face, and couldn't help but be angry, and said, "Who beat you like this?" ”

"A little deflated three, called me on the way out of school." Yang Zifeng grinned in pain, and he opened his mouth to speak, all with a hissing pain.

Seeing his son's miserable appearance, Yang Wenjun was even more annoyed, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and attacked so ruthlessly.

"One person will beat you like this? Didn't you say you were the first brother in school? Yang Wenjun's face was dark, and his mouth was full of hatred for iron and steel, "You said that you were good at mixing, but you were beaten like this." ”

Yang Zifeng sat down on the sofa and said, "I've been beaten like this, what do you say?" ”

"I don't have time to take care of this kind of thing like you, I still have a lot of things to deal with." Yang Wenjun knew that his son was beaten by his classmates, but his heart calmed down, and he looked at Yang Zifeng: "Don't you know some brothers, and they don't care about you?" Boasting every day about how good he is at school, Shen Jiachen is about to get it, but now he is being bullied to such an extent, it's really embarrassing. ”

When Yang Zifeng heard this, he said: "Okay, you don't care, I'll figure it out myself." He walked out of the office huffing.

At this time, Yang Wenjun's secretary was standing at the door of the office, and when he saw Yang Zifeng's appearance, he knew that the boss had to give orders, and as a secretary, he had to understand the boss's style of doing things and help the boss solve some troubles, so that he could be competent and get a high salary.

Sure enough, Yang Wenjun saw the secretary at the door, thought for a while, and said: "You ask Yi Zheng to accompany Xiaofeng tomorrow, so that the people who beat Xiaofeng know that some people can fight, fight casually, and it's okay to kill them, but some people can't touch them." ”

……

The next day, Yun Yang walked into the class and saw breakfast on the desk, two pies, and a cup of soy milk.

"Okay, Xiao Liang, this kid still has a conscience, and he didn't forget to bring me a copy when he bought breakfast, this pig is also desirable at the same table."

When class was about to start, Xiao Liang walked in from outside the classroom with a football in his hand, threw the football under the chair, looked at Yun Yang and looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Yun Yang said with a smile: "Thank you for your breakfast, the pie is delicious, where did you buy it?" ”

"I didn't buy it." Xiao Liang said, glancing at the pie in Yun Yang's hand, and was also confused.

"If it's not you, who could it be?" Yun Yang looked around, who else in the class could buy him breakfast except Xiao Liang.

Xiao Liang spread his hands, and he didn't know.

"Could it be Su Xiyue? Thank yourself for helping her yesterday? ”

Yun Yang looked at Su Xiyue, who was writing something at this time.

Looking at Su Xiyue's back, she was stunned, a weak girl lives in such a difficult environment, but has such impressive achievements, and the hardships are probably only known to her.

Su Xiyue doesn't have beautiful clothes or fashionable shoes, but her studies are proud of everyone in the school, even the whole province, such a girl must have a strength that others can't imagine.

Yun Yang didn't want to think so much, so he took the pie and ate it, filling his stomach first.

The breakfast on Yunyang's table was indeed bought by Su Xiyue, who got up very early today and went to the breakfast shop to buy two pies and a cup of soy milk.

Usually, Su Xiyue only buys a pie or a cup of soy milk, because her money is very tight, and it is only enough to buy a pie or a cup of soy milk.

And Yun Yang is a boy who eats a lot, so Su Xiyue bought two pies and a cup of soy milk, these money has exceeded her advance, she didn't eat breakfast herself, and it is very likely that she will even save lunch.

After buying breakfast, Su Xiyue came to the class early, saw that there was no one in the class, and put breakfast on Yun Yang's desk, she didn't want people to see her sending breakfast to Yun Yang, so as not to be embarrassed and guessed.

Yun Yang helped her a lot, not only let her escape from Cui Mingfeng's clutches and successfully take the college entrance examination, but also helped her teach the gangsters who intimidated her a lesson, so that she could apply for the university of her choice, maybe these things are not important to Yun Yang, but they are very important to her, because she works so hard to get into a good university, so as to change the fate of her family.

She really doesn't want to live in the current place anymore, she has lived enough, so she wants to change, and this kind of change is difficult for people at the bottom like her, and there are too many factors that bother her. But now that Yun Yang has cleared all the obstacles on her path, she thanks Yun Yang from the bottom of her heart, but she has no money now, so she can only buy breakfast for Yun Yang to express her gratitude.

If there is a chance in the future, she will repay Yun Yang well.

……

After breakfast, Yun Yang knocked on the table, and Xiao Liang was lying on the table, almost asleep.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, how can this be?"

"Let me sleep, isn't it that I haven't been in class yet, I'll get up in class." Xiao Liang changed his sleeping position and continued to sleep.

Yun Yang pursed his lips and said, "Declare in advance, if you fall asleep, the teacher will come later, and I won't call you." ”

Although Yun Yang said this, he knew in his heart that Xiao Liang didn't need him to call him at all.

Because as soon as the teacher enters the class, Xiao Liang will immediately get up from the desk, every time, sometimes, Xiao Liang obviously sleeps very soundly, but when the teacher's foot stepped into the class, Xiao Liang sat up, I really don't know how he did it, which Yun Yang admires him very much.

"Ringing ringing!"

The first class was the class teacher's class, and soon the class passed.

The bell rang for the end of class, and Yun Yang got up to go to the toilet.

in the toilet.

"I heard that Yang Zifeng in the second class was beaten and didn't come to school today."

Yun Yang was convenient, and heard the chat of classmates who were smoking in the toilet.

"Yang Zifeng's family has a background, whoever beats him, isn't he afraid of retaliation?"

"It seems that someone from outside the school did it, and he beat Yang Zifeng on the way home from school."

"Coincidentally, he has a luxury car to pick him up every day when he goes in and out of the campus, only yesterday he walked with two classmates, and he was beaten up."

"Yang Zifeng is so arrogant, he will definitely not give up when he is beaten."

"I heard that he found someone in the society who was going to beat him up after school."

……

The two gloated.

Somehow, hearing the chat between the two of them, Yun Yang felt flustered, but he couldn't say why he was flustered, he just felt a little confused.

Back in class, Yun Yang stopped suddenly, "Did you ...... yesterday?"

Immediately, Yun Yang shook his head, he should have thought too much, Fuji and Yang Zifeng have no grievances, it is impossible to beat him.

Near the end of school, across the road at the gate of Qingfeng High School, there were more than a dozen people, all of whom were not very old, about twenty years old, with tattoos on their bare arms.

Standing in the middle was Yang Zifeng, his face was still bandaged, he looked depressed, he was holding a cigarette in his hand, smoking one by one.