Song Mingcheng's personality charm is not only reflected in his ability to fight, but also his straightforwardness and a bit of calmness in arrogance, which also attracts the group of hot-blooded young people below who only know how to wave their fists.

According to the list provided by Ah Chen, after arranging more than a dozen people to their posts, he ordered to investigate the problem of school bullying in No. 7 Middle School.

Protecting one Hu Moyin can only protect her, and it will not save other weak people like Hu Moyin. If Song Mingcheng wants to do it, he must solve the most fundamental problems.

Those people who are willing to follow Song Mingcheng are also quite upright in nature, and naturally they hate these bullying behaviors, and they have rolled up their sleeves to find out these black sheep, but they have forgotten Yan Zhou's stubble.

Everything seemed to be going well, but when Song Mingcheng returned to the classroom, a piece of bad news came through some of his classmates - the pair in class (19) who had been sent to track Hu Moyin's twins had been beaten.

When I came to the door of class (19), I saw three people in black uniforms entering.

Song Mingcheng naturally followed in.

Since it was the big recess period, most of the people had already gone down for a jog in the winter class between classes, and only a few girls who had come to their periods still had students who were not feeling well in the classroom.

At the moment when he saw Song Mingcheng break in with an unkind face, those irrelevant people also left neatly, obviously not wanting to touch Song Mingcheng's scales.

Suddenly, there were only two wounded people sitting in the seats, three from the discipline inspection department, and Song Mingcheng standing at the door.

Yan Zhou heard the sound and turned around.

There is also a small note in his pocket for quickly reciting the knowledge points of the minor subject of the small college entrance examination, and there are some traces of black oil-based ink on his fingers, which looks like a good student.

In addition, he also wears a pair of black-framed glasses, which makes people feel even more strange.

Of course, in addition to Yan Zhou, Tan Mengmeng and Chen Ken are almost dressed like this, especially Chen Ken, who is already silent, and there is still a little confusion in his eyes at the moment after the knowledge is over-embedded.

As soon as Song Mingcheng came in, the already somewhat delicate atmosphere became tense.

The slight confusion left on Yan Zhou's body was completely dispelled by the cold wind brought in by Song Mingcheng.

Chen Junhe and Chen Junyuan's condition was not much worse, Chen Junyuan's left eye socket was swollen, his right wrist was a large abrasion, and there were several black footprints on his shirt on his abdomen.

Chen Junhe's condition was slightly better, but the corners of his mouth were broken, and countless red marks were scratched on his arms, which looked like he was attacked by a woman.

Yan Zhou came to inquire about what happened, but Chen Junhe and Chen Junyuan did not cooperate, but looked at Song Mingcheng, who had not yet spoken.

Song Mingcheng felt a certain sense of superiority on the one hand, and on the other hand, he felt a little embarrassed that this kind of thing happened, and at this moment he was more concerned about-

"Where's Hu Moyin?"

Yan Zhou didn't expect that this matter would actually involve Hu Moyin, so he stopped asking and turned his head to look at Song Mingcheng.

Song Mingcheng frowned, and explained unprecedentedly: "I sent these two boys to protect Hu Moyin. ”

"She's participating in the recess run right now," Tan Mengmeng said immediately, "I just asked her where she was." ”

"Hu Moyin never takes her phone with her when she runs between classes," Song Mingcheng frowned as he walked out of the classroom, "She's afraid of falling." ”

"Song Mingcheng, do you need help?" Yan Zhou stood indifferently in the classroom and looked at him quietly, as if as long as Song Mingcheng nodded, he would solve the matter completely.

It's a trap.

Song Mingcheng's whole body cells were clamoring to refuse, so he shook his head and pointed at Yan Zhou to declare again: "Seven in the middle, seven in the middle." ”

Tan Mengmeng laughed, glanced at the twins, and said, "I'm afraid this won't work, if it weren't for us, both of them would have to go to the teaching office now." ”

Song Mingcheng kicked over the stool next to his feet, and his anger poured out: "If you don't want to die, just come at me!" ”

Yan Zhou pushed his glasses, walked towards Song Mingcheng, and whispered sarcastically in Song Mingcheng's ear in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "If you are as useful as you think, how can you let them get hurt?" ”

Song Mingcheng didn't speak, just looked at Yan Zhou fixedly.

Suddenly, he threw a left hook and hammered towards Yan Zhou's right cheek.

Yan Zhou was prepared and took a big step back. Song Mingcheng originally thought that this punch would be in the air, so when he felt the warmth of his cheeks, he was still stunned for a moment.

Song Mingcheng's punch spared no effort. Yan Zhou's head was missed, but he didn't scream, just caught the force, hit the edge of the table behind him, and then sat on the chair on the side.

His glasses were blown off, and his cheeks were a little red, but they weren't conspicuous. But even so, it was a big accident.

"You did it on purpose?" Song Mingcheng's surprise and embarrassment were mixed on his face, and he asked this sentence dryly.

Yan Zhou shook his head at Tan Mengmeng, who wanted to rush up, and repeated to Song Mingcheng again: "Need help?" ”

"You're such a mad dog!" Song Mingcheng said in a vicious voice, "What do you want?" ”

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows, pointed at Chen Junhe and Chen Junyuan, and said, "Take them to the infirmary." ”

Song Mingcheng pondered for a long time, and the two twins didn't dare to let go of one of them when they farted in the confrontation between Yan Zhou and Song Mingcheng, and finally found their tongues at this moment, looked at Song Mingcheng as if asking for help, and said in unison: "We listen to Brother Song." ”

"I have a way to help them make excuses and deceive the school doctor." Yan Zhou's voice raised slightly, suppressing the unfinished intentions of the two brothers.

Song Mingcheng looked at the injured Yan Zhou and the injured twins, snorted coldly, and slammed the door.

Seeing Song Mingcheng leave, Chen Junhe and Chen Junyuan were a little stunned, but before they could fully react, they were hugged by the tall and mighty Chen Ken.

It's really no wonder that the twins are too unvigilant, Chen Ken has never had a sense of existence, and the two middle school bosses just now had a dramatic exchange of fire in this class, which attracted everyone's attention, which allowed the transparent Chen Ken to seize the opportunity.

And before the drama between the two bosses started, the fire was dramatically stopped, and it seemed that some kind of consensus had been reached, so is the relationship between the two good or bad?

The twins frowned and were taken to the infirmary.

Yan Zhou really listened to Song Mingcheng's words, and did not interrogate the two of them more, but just made a record with a general fight, and by the way, they were watched by Chen Ken in the infirmary while applying ointment and writing a review, which was quite ghostly.

Song Mingcheng is very busy here. He really didn't see Hu Moyin in the team running between classes, so he naturally mobilized the power of the people to find the "disappeared" little pitiful, but he didn't think that Hu Moyin was really fished out in the shallow pond between the teaching buildings of the second and third grades of high school.

Has the level of bullying actually increased?

But what is surprising is that in addition to Hu Moyin in the shallow pond, there is another girl with a weak body. The clothes were soaked in the winter, and the two girls were shivering from the cold.

Hu Moyin probably encountered a lot of such things, and he didn't show much sadness, only the moment he saw Song Mingcheng, there was a trace of fear and shame that he didn't know what it was for; And the other girl should have been the first time to do such a thing, and she cried so hard that she couldn't be too miserable.

Song Mingcheng was shocked by her, but compared to Hu Moyin, who didn't say a word, the information provided by this girl was more useful.

"Wearing a black mask, a man and a woman, huh...... One of the codenames is, Seven? Song Mingcheng listened to the crying for more than half an hour, and finally straightened out the clues.

But what does this message mean?

There is a rare relaxation time at the end of the recess exercise, and the people in No. 1 Middle School are stepping up their sprints for the small college entrance examination at the end of March, even if a few classes in No. 7 Middle School are a little far away, they can still hear the sound of reading aloud from afar.

However, the originally peaceful and peaceful world suddenly became a little noisy.

"Two students in No. 1 Middle School had their wallets stolen." Ah Chen very competently brought the news to Song Mingcheng.

Song Mingcheng's breath was stagnant, recalling all kinds of unbelievable things that had happened recently, and he always felt that a line seemed to be strung somewhere.

In the past, in the seventh middle school, there was a time when these things happened frequently, could it be ......

Song Mingcheng fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, because there had never been such a thing in No. 1 Middle School before, the school had never thought of aiming the monitor at the classroom, so it didn't know who was the one who did it. The management of No. 7 Middle School is scattered, and the sign-in system of No. 1 Middle School is useless for them, and it is even more impossible to confirm who is secretly absent.

However, since this kind of major event has happened, the school will not tolerate it. When it was time for two more classes and dinner time, the school made an emergency announcement on the radio.

"Call the police......" Yan Zhou covered his gradually swollen face, sighed, put down the geography paper, picked up a brand-new political test paper, and quickly scanned the questions with his eyes, only stopping his eyes when he encountered difficult questions.

Although he has always maintained a 5A level, Yan Zhou never allows accidents to appear.

Just when he finished scanning the political paper in thirteen minutes, Yan Zhou was pushed by his tablemate.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhou pushed his glasses, his thoughts hadn't come out of the scroll yet, and he looked a little dazed.

"Someone is looking for you outside." He is a relatively shy person at the same table, even if he has been at the same table with Yan Zhou for a year, he has very few words, and when the two of them sit in the position, they can produce an aura of "do not disturb the living", which is quite harmonious.

Yan Zhou took off his glasses—he only wore those 150-degree glasses when he was studying—and when he walked out of the classroom, he saw a girl from No. 7 Middle School in a blue uniform, looking at him pitifully.

It's quite unusual.

"You're looking for me?" Yan Zhou looked at the evasive person opposite.

The girl from No. 7 Middle School, who had dyed her hair brown, looked around nervously, rushed forward and hugged Yan Zhou, and said loudly, "I like you!" ”

There was an uproar in the classroom.