Yan Zhou met his fierce gaze and didn't add fuel to the fire anymore.

Song Mingcheng, as long as he is not convinced, after he is resurrected with full blood, he will definitely still make trouble for Yan Zhou. Press it once today, press it once tomorrow, even if you press him once a day in the future, as long as he doesn't accept it, it's just a dead knot that keeps circulating.

Yan Zhou didn't mean to stare at Song Mingcheng childishly, he turned around and exposed the most unguarded back.

The warehouse manager had already left work, but Yan Zhou had the key, and after obediently registering the receipt form, Yan Zhou threw the powder and roller into Song Mingcheng's arms.

"You take two rollers to make ......" Song Mingcheng's voice slowly weakened in Yan Zhou's eyes as if he was looking at an idiot.

On the way back, Song Mingcheng was surprised and delighted, he didn't expect that Yan Zhou, a person who looked quite tall, would be willing to help him, maybe...... This man is not as bad as he thought.

So the guilt spread, so that Song Mingcheng could no longer have the crooked idea of running away.

The pigment used by Song Mingcheng has a pungent smell, and he didn't feel much of it before surrounded by a large number of such smells, but when he went out and came back, he felt unbearable again.

Especially Song Mingcheng, there is still this black liquid under his clothes, which is really uncomfortable. He quickly mixed the brush powder with some water, then stirred the two rollers in it, and then handed one of the roller handles to Yan Zhou with a stiff face and no expression of gratitude.

Yan Zhou stared at Song Mingcheng and the roller in his hand with some confusion, and said suspiciously: "...... Well? ”

Song Mingcheng was surprised: "Don't you want to help?" ”

Yan Zhou glanced at him lightly, turned his head and said, "I'll take two rollers to let you open the bow with your left and right hands, and the speed will be faster." ”

Song Mingcheng: "......"

He's going to take back the preface! I knew that just now he took advantage of Yan Zhou's unpreparedness and fled directly!

The clean-up campaign, called "Punishment", finally came to an end within half an hour of borrowing rollers and brushing powder. Originally, he continued to maintain one person working hard and one person carefully supervising the work, but the time was really not enough, Yan Zhou still rolled up his sleeves to help him brush the door above.

It is naturally much faster for two people to work than for one person to work with his left and right hands, especially Yan Zhou, like a natural painter, meticulously brushing the door flat and almost without any flaws. The door of the office of the Ministry of Discipline Inspection was painted white. In order to cover the traces of mucus, this door is as thick as it is.

Yan Zhou's black uniform was indeed stained with a lot of black slime, and it couldn't be washed in a short time. Song Mingcheng still felt a little guilty in the end. Although this man had a bad mouth and a bad heart, in the end, he still helped him.

Song Mingcheng's principle of doing things is - never owe.

What's more, it was the enemy's favor, which made Song Mingcheng a little nervous, carrying the clothes, and said, "I will wash it and return it to you." ”

Yan Zhou's eyes fell on Song Mingcheng's hand, then looked at Song Mingcheng, and said word by word: "Don't wear the school uniform of No. 7 Middle School tomorrow." ”

This man is really going to get an inch.

Song Mingcheng...... He nodded. He was not allowed to wear the school uniform of No. 7 Middle School, and he was not forced to wear the same set of No. 1 Middle School, which is still a bit of a vision.

When he returned to the classroom, the little attendant named "Ah Chen" sorted out all the information about Yan Zhou in word form, and passed QQ to Song Mingcheng.

There's not much to know about his personal background, and there's not much to watch about other than the gossip on the forums and his various awards.

But it's not for nothing.

In the last line, Ah Chen marked Yan Zhou's current situation in the form of a red mark - the student union represented by Mo Jingzhou is very exclusive of Yan Zhou.

That's why Yan Zhou was called to deal with their thorns today.

Song Mingcheng stared at the three words "Mo Jingzhou", and in retrospect, it was the president of the student union who made a rule to let the students of the seventh middle school go to the small cafeteria temporarily opened by the lecture hall to eat, and isolate them like animals.

Obviously, Mo Jingzhou is hostile to the Seventh Middle School.

Interesting.

The next day, Song Mingcheng swaggered to school in weekend casual clothes and was deducted class points. Fortunately, Yan Zhou was not there, and Song Mingcheng didn't know why, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed at himself, he did this because he was not really afraid of the bastard named Yan Zhou.

It was impossible for Song Mingcheng to come to self-study in the morning, but yesterday Qin Deng sent him an invitation, and he could only get up and arrive at school early.

Song Mingcheng came to a not dense forest next to the basketball court according to the time and place written on the note given to him by Qin Deng that day.

There were already more than a dozen boys wearing red school uniforms in the woods, and Song Mingcheng was neither wearing the uniform of No. 1 Middle School nor the sportswear of No. 7 Middle School, standing abruptly inside, looking very conspicuous.

Song Mingcheng yawned, opened his sleepy eyes, swept over those familiar faces, and finally found the initiator Qin Deng in the middle, with a tiger face, and asked impatiently, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Brother Song is really a noble man who forgets things, I'm afraid he has forgotten all about his original ambitions." Qin Deng's opening was mockery, and he was simply hateful.

Song Mingcheng, who was inexplicably said, said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

Song Mingcheng has a little friendship with the dozen or so red-clothed teenagers, and they are all friends who have beaten a few times, or pit friends who go to the game hall to hang out together when they are not in a good mood, but the relationship is never too close, and it is not to the extent that they deliberately come out to party in private.

Song Mingcheng has always been wary of Qin Deng, and now seeing so many young men in red, a bold idea rose in his heart, and he even looked at Qin Deng with a rather "respectful" gaze.

This kind of look is rare. Qin Deng looked at Song Mingcheng's gaze, and at the same time, a sense of pride rose in his heart, but at the same time, he had some doubts.

Song Mingcheng looked around at the people on the field before he said, "I don't plan to cooperate with you." ”

"You want to be a shrunken turtle?" Someone asked dissatisfiedly, "Could it be that I was scared once yesterday by the head of the discipline inspection department named Yan Zhou, and then I was instigated?" ”

Qin Deng was also very unhappy with Song Mingcheng's attitude. Song Mingcheng has always been the leader of the No. 7 Middle School, he has always been arrogant and wanton, and he will take revenge, how did he enter the No. 1 Middle School, not only did he not steal the limelight from the group of No. 1 middle school students who only knew how to study hard, but even the stinging determination on his original body was exhausted?

Do you want the seventh middle school to be bullied by the group of guys who look down on people in the first middle school?

He regretted inviting Song Mingcheng to participate in their group activities.

When Song Mingcheng heard the word "shrunken turtle", he inevitably showed a slightly subtle expression, which reminded him of Yan Zhou's unpredictable guy. Then his gaze fell on Qin Deng, and he finally couldn't help revealing the contempt for him in his heart, and said, "I just don't want to cooperate with a guy like you." ”

Qin Deng's face turned red with anger, and the dozen or so red-clothed teenagers who were originally just sitting idly in the woods also turned their gazes to the two of them.

Song Mingcheng tore apart the indifferent expression that had always been hangerlangdang, and said in a mocking tone: "You are too small-minded, you can only make a trick...... Ha, let me guess, what are you going to do to a middle school student? With your guts, at most, you will only do tricks in the upcoming March college entrance examination, what, are you going to give them a pill, or frame them for cheating in the exam? ”

Qin Deng's eyes flickered, but Song Mingcheng didn't look at his face, his tone changed, and his voice became even lower: "Oh yes, you are a weak chicken who is unwilling to do it yourself, so you just let others be thugs, huh?" So who is the target this time? Yan Zhou? What do you think you can beat him? What kind of character do you think you will be able to hide from him? ”

Seventh middle school students rarely see Song Mingcheng's aggressive side, after all, in their hearts, Song Mingcheng has always been a man who reacts quickly, has very hard fists, punches very tricky and has a withdrawn personality, and never thought that his eloquence would be so good.

Qin Deng was angry for a moment and said, "What else can you do now besides taunting me?" What are you now, Yan Zhou's lackey......"

Before Qin Deng finished speaking, Song Mingcheng's hand had already reached Qin Deng's neck quickly, Qin Deng's reaction was also fast, and he immediately turned his body away, who knew that Song Mingcheng seemed to have expected Qin Deng's movements, but he actually changed direction, and grabbing Qin Deng's hand was a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall.

Song Mingcheng's movements were so neat that the people around him who wanted to help didn't have time to stop his movements.

He stuck Qin Deng's neck, controlled Qin Deng's legs with one leg, and pressed Qin Deng to the grass.

Song Mingcheng's fingers became tighter and tighter, looking at Qin Deng's increasingly frightened eyes and gradually reddening face, he said word by word: "What I want to do, you are not qualified to judge, a reptile will be a reptile steadily, don't mess with me!" ”

"Song, Brother Song......" Seeing that Song Mingcheng seemed to have a real posture, several people who were familiar with him hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "We don't know that Qin Deng has this plan, he, he just said that he wanted to get together, discuss some countermeasures, and let the monkey ...... Ahem, a middle school student knows that we are not so easy to bully. ”

Song Mingcheng had no intention of letting go of Qin Deng, and everyone just gathered around, but they really didn't dare to pull Song Mingcheng away. Qin Deng looked at the group of cowards angrily, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"The grievances between me and Yan Zhou, don't be intervened by outsiders. Be smart, don't bother me again. Song Mingcheng looked at Qin Deng condescendingly, and after getting Qin Lantern to blink and nod desperately, Song Mingcheng finally got up.

Qin Deng was pulled up, hiding behind the person and coughing, his heavy panting made him feel the joy of being alive. He had just comprehended Song Mingcheng's anger, and then looked at Song Mingcheng who seemed to be nothing and controlled his expression again, and the anger in Qin Deng's eyes had long been covered by horror.

"I'll never give in to Yizhong, get out of here when I know!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the people who originally planned to find Song Mingcheng to make amends hurriedly ran away. When there was no one, Song Mingcheng couldn't help but show a narcissistic expression of "I wipe me so handsome".