Chapter 11: The Dorm Boss
Su Qingchen frowned, feeling extremely unhappy, this is the dormitory for the next four semesters, who is so blind, and treats the door of his dormitory so violently on the first day. It seems that the skin is itchy and the bones are loose, and it is not cleaned up.
Su Qingchen glanced up at the young man standing at the door, his frowning brows relaxed, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, while the other three dormitory members stepped back, with a look of horror on their faces, as if they had seen a robber.
The young man at the door threw the burden in his hand next to Su Qingchen, pointed to the three people on the side, glanced at them and said, "You guys cleaned up a bed for me, which bed is this?" Pointing his finger at Su Qingchen, he said, "The one next to him?" After speaking, he walked directly to Su Qingchen and sat down.
Su Qingchen felt that his bed was shaking, and he felt like it was about to collapse, and he couldn't help but worry. But what is even more depressing now is that how could Zhang Long appear in the civilian dormitory, it seems that he will still live here, Zhang Long is a civilian? Su Qingchen directly rejected this idea.
Zhang Long hugged Su Qingchen, his trademark honest smile appeared on his face, and said, "You kid can, just throw me aside that day and run away by yourself, how do you say you should compensate me?"
Su Qingchen turned his head to look at Zhang Long, with a look of contempt on his face, and then turned his head and said to his dormitory members, "Our dormitory seems to have four beds, right?"
"It's okay, it's okay, we're squeezing. ”
"Yes, we are crowded, it is our honor for Brother Long to come to live in our dormitory. ”
"Yes, yes, yes. ”
Listening to the words of the three of them, Su Qingchen showed a puzzled expression, what happened to these children? Is Zhang Long so terrible?
Zhang Long coughed, and said to the three people who were busy making the bed, "Listen, after cleaning up the dormitory, go and say to this freshman, I will be the boss in the slum dormitory in the future, and the little bald head next to me is the second, do you hear?"
Wang Xing and the others nodded hurriedly, both happy and sad in their hearts, and they could follow Zhang Long sideways in the new students in the future, but this has a price, is it a price? Of course, I have to serve this little overlord.
The three of them have always wondered why this Su Qingchen, who has never seen him before, is so good that he can let Zhang Long move from the aristocratic dormitory, and he specially named him to be the second, the second, under one person, above a hundred people, envy, jealousy and hatred.
Su Qingchen didn't pay attention to Wang Xing and a few people at this time, the expressions on his face were diverse, if he wasn't worried about his bed, Su Qingchen would definitely press Zhang Long on the bed and beat him up.
Su Qingchen let go of Zhang Long's hand, touched his little bald head, gritted his teeth and said, "You little broken dragon, you can call me a little bald head again, and you are only the second, you are the most special second, the best in the second......"
Su Qingchen's series of scolding instantly scolded Zhang Long stupidly, and after Su Qingchen finished scolding, Zhang Long showed a puzzled expression towards Wang Xing, and asked, "Is he scolding me?"
Wang Xing nodded his head non-stop like a child who admitted his mistakes, and his face couldn't help but smile, his expression was very exaggerated, and he was even more shocked in his heart, what is the origin of this Su Qingchen, even the little bully Zhang Long dares to scold, and he scolds so hard, he is really talented, but at the same time, he is worried about Su Qingchen, and he has not had a good life if he offends Zhang Long.
The performance of Wang Xing and several people made Su Qingchen despise them in his heart.
Zhang Long's face wrinkled slightly, he hadn't been scolded like this for a long time, and he was scolded so funny, I don't know why, Zhang Long wasn't angry at all in his heart, and he wanted to laugh a little, but for the honor of his boss, he had to teach Su Qingchen a lesson today, otherwise how would he be in Stan in the future.
Zhang Long clapped his hands and stood up, then rubbed his fingers, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Su Qingchen and said, "Do you know that you are a little bald head, you just didn't finish the fight last time, let's continue to fight, if you can't beat me, you will admit that you are the second child, the second bald head in the future." ”
After Su Qingchen heard Zhang Long's words, he jumped up directly from the bed, stretched out his hand and wanted to beat Zhang Long, at the moment of his hand, he suddenly thought of his fragile bed, endured it and said, "Let's go out and compare, how about it?"
Zhang Long hugged Su Qingchen, "Listen to you, go." With that, he hugged Su Qingchen and walked towards the door.
The three of Wang Xing in the room were stunned for a few seconds, and they didn't reflect for a while, and the same question popped up in their minds: "When did Little Overlord Zhang Long speak so well?"
Coming to the open space outside the dormitory door, Zhang Long and Su Qingchen stood face to face, Wang Xing was the first to follow, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Sleeping, eating, bathing, all come out, Brother Long vs. Su Qingchen, a one-to-five bet, a rare opportunity for a thousand years, hurry up and bet, there will be no time to make a fortune any later." “
Zhang Long's eyes lit up, he threw out a gold coin, threw it at Wang Xing, and said at the same time, "I'll press you Brother Long to win, haha, you'll remember to give me money later." ”
Before Su Qingchen had time to sigh, Wang Xing was already surrounded by dozens of people, what ten silver coins, five silver coins, Wang Xing was responsible for collecting the money, and the fat man Liu Yun next to him was responsible for recording, looking at the busy two, Su Qingchen was already helpless at this time.
In order to save face for himself and earn more food expenses for himself, Su Qingchen took out ten gold coins from his clothes, slapped them to Wang Xing, and took a deep breath, "I'll press myself." ”
Wang Xing took Su Qingchen's ten gold coins, looked at Su Qingchen with bright eyes, and was very excited, ten gold coins, it seems that he can win a small win this time.
If no one pressed Su Qingchen again, he would have the heart to die, and with Su Qingchen's ten gold coins pressed, several people followed one after another to press Su Qingchen, but they were all one, two silver coins.
Su Qingchen shook his head helplessly, walked a hundred meters away from Zhang Long, and glanced up at Zhang Long, "Can you start?"
Zhang Long grinned, "Can you start at any time?" Anyway, don't say I'm bullying ...... later."
Before Zhang Long finished speaking, Su Qingchen's soul power ran all over his body, stabbed out with the wind, and disappeared in a flash, his fist appeared in front of Zhang Long, the honest smile stopped abruptly, and the soul didn't have time to summon, so he raised his hands to resist.
Su Qingchen lightly touched Zhang Long, turned over in the air, and kicked Zhang Long with both feet in the stomach, at this time, a shield spirit appeared on Zhang Long's chest, blocking Su Qingchen's kick, Su Qingchen rebounded and took a few steps back, stabilizing his body.
Su Qingchen's Xuanshen attack was running, his palms were constantly compressing his soul power, and after the soul power fighting pill was formed, Su Qingchen's right foot kicked the ground, his body jumped, and his right fist went straight to Zhang Long's chest, Zhang Long smiled slightly, and the soul power entered the shield spirit, and the earthy yellow shield spirit gave people an unbreakable feeling.
The fist hit the shield spirit, there was no gorgeous move, it was just a simple hard hit, this time Su Qingchen just tilted his body like a back, and Zhang Long took a few steps back, barely stabilizing his body, and the shield spirit almost lost the support of his soul power and disappeared.
Su Qingchen smiled, very satisfied with his blow, at least reaching the attack power of a beginner-level spirit, which was his strongest blow.
At the moment when Su Qingchen was thinking, Zhang Long put away his honest smile, his soul power continued to enter the shield spirit, and a trace of earthy yellow light kept rotating around the shield spirit, and the terrifying defense made people completely believe that without the attack of a low-level spirit person, it was absolutely unbreakable.
Su Qingchen shrugged his shoulders, showed a sly smile, his soul power ran all over his body, and he shot straight into Zhang Long's eyes like an arrow, Zhang Long raised his right hand, and when Su Qingchen reached in front of him, the earthy yellow shield spirit was in front of him.
Su Qingchen's body turned, his feet lightly glared at the shield spirit, his body jumped into the air and turned over, appearing behind Zhang Long, the first type of thunder fist was injured, and a punch hit Zhang Long's back, directly knocking him to the ground.
Three moves, whether it is hard against hard, or the use of skills, Su Qingchen has completely defeated Zhang Long, and even broke people's long-standing view that he can defeat someone who is higher than his own cultivation without using souls.
Maybe Zhang Long was too famous and let him ignore this, maybe they were still young and didn't pay much attention, they were even thinking about how Su Qingchen would knock down Zhang Long if he reached behind Zhang Long.
When the first person to reflect transformed from an incredible expression to a painful face, and then spread like a plague, everyone showed a look of remorse, suppressing Zhang Long's regret did not suppress Su Qingchen, and suppressing Su Qingchen regretted that he didn't have much pressure.
The most painful one belonged to the three of Wang Xing, who wanted to win a small game, but who knew that Su Qingchen would win. One to five, Su Qingchen pressed ten gold coins.
Su Qingchen didn't pay much attention to Zhang Long, who was still sitting on the ground, and walked directly to Wang Xing and them, snatched twenty-five gold coins from the fat man Liu Yun, and felt a little happy in his heart.
Before entering the dormitory, Su Qingchen said to the students who were still stunned, "Remember, in the future, I, Su Qingchen, will be your boss, if you are bullied, you can find me, I will stand up for you, and you must follow me if I have something." Without waiting for them to answer, Su Qingchen walked into the dormitory.
When Zhang Long heard the sound of the door closing, he patted the dirt on his body, stood up and yelled at the group of people in front of him, "Why are you stunned, looking for a fight?" With Zhang Long's words, there were dozens of students gathered at the door, and none of them disappeared in an instant.
After seeing that everyone was gone, Zhang Long rubbed his back, and said in his heart, what a pervert, I don't need to be beaten by souls to be so embarrassed, do I really want to recognize him as the boss, Zhang Long walked into the dormitory very depressed.
After Zhang Long entered the dormitory, he beat Wang Xing and the others, and said while beating back, "Let your kid call someone out to watch, and let your kid set up a gambling game." "I completely forgot that it was he who gambled for the first time.
Wang Xing, they really lost money and people, it was a tragedy, and the most pitiful thing was that they didn't dare to take revenge, alas.
Su Qingchen's victory over Zhang Long soon spread in the academy, and many people wanted to see what this new growth looked like that even the little overlord Zhang Long dared to beat and beat. For a while, Su Qingchen's fame soared, and his attention could be compared to the first beauty among the freshmen.
In the afternoon, Su Qingchen and the five of them came to the elementary classroom of the poor, preparing for the first lesson of the school year, and half an hour later, a young girl walked into the door of the classroom.
After Su Qingchen looked up and saw the girl in the lecture hall, he couldn't help but say three words in his heart, miserable, miserable, miserable.