010 Save people, prince class
Blue Dragon Bar.
The bridge near Qingshui Street covers a wide area.
The poisonous scorpion is the most capable thug in the Qinglong Bar, he is very famous on this street because he doesn't want to die, and most of them are afraid of him, so few people in the bar dare to make trouble.
I was sitting in the lounge inside the bar, and I just lit a cigarette and took a bite.
"Bang-"
The door was opened.
As soon as the poisonous scorpion looked up casually, he saw the white vest.
He was standing behind a young girl.
"Yo, Mao Shao." Obviously, he knew the white vest, but he called Mao Shao in his mouth, but his tone was not too respectful, and the poisonous scorpion looked directly at the girl behind him, "Are you here to honor me?" Haha, don't worry, Mao Shao, I will definitely support you in front of your godfather! β
The white vest looked at him like he used to be.
Bai Qi slowly approached.
The poisonous scorpion was stunned for a moment, then smiled and stretched out his hand towards Bai Qi, "Mao Shao, the person you chose is quite ......."
"Bang-"
He was kicked to the ground with a stool, and a bone in his chest broke.
The poisonous scorpion was fierce, endured the pain and got up, and smashed it into Bai Qi's face with a punch!
Bai Qi didn't move, only raised his hand and caught his punch in the stunned eyes of the poisonous scorpion.
The moon-white skirt swayed gently.
"Clickβ"
The sound of broken knuckles sounded.
"You want to dieβ"
With a "bang", he was smashed to the ground again by Bai Qi!
Where has the poisonous scorpion ever seen such a perverted scene, he looked at Bai Qi in horror.
The terrain at the junction of the two countries is complicated, where can those who have no ability get mixed up?
He can be said to be very good, in fact, few people know that the FBI can't do anything about him when he is in the world, so he can be favored by the bar owner.
As the No. 1 fighter in the Blue Dragon Bar, even if it is the NO.1 in the fighting arena, he has to waste some effort!
The poisonous scorpion had a lot of breath and little breath, and he couldn't get up on the ground, "Have I offended you?" β
He can be regarded as smart, and he can live so long so arrogantly, completely because the offended people are not worth mentioning, and the girl in front of him can pinch him like pinching steamed buns, and it is definitely not a teacher.
He didn't know how he had provoked her.
Bai Qian still held a slender cigarette in her other hand, and the hazy smoke wrapped around her face.
She walked unhurriedly to the poisonous scorpion, wearing gray embroidered shoes on her feet, with a less obvious footprint on them, and the embroidered color was pink peony, layered and graceful.
She stepped on the right hand of the poisonous scorpion with the embroidered shoes with only footprints, and asked in a warm voice, "Is the embroidery good?" β
Sven's.
The poisonous scorpion, which had been invincible before, was lying on the side of Bai Qi's shoes at this time, even though his chest hurt every time he breathed, he still tried to wipe the dust on Bai Qi's embroidered shoes with his hands.
He looked up and smiled at her flatteringly: "Good, good, very well embroidered......"
Bai Qian lowered her head, and the shadow cast by her eyelashes covered the haze under her eyes.
She lifted her foot, "It's really good......"
"Bang-"
Another kick.
Kick the scorpion in the chest.
The poisonous scorpion was kicked against the wall.
Bai Qian slowly straightened his sleeves.
She retracted her gaze and said coldly, "But it's dirty." β
The white vest squatted beside the poisonous scorpion, and kindly reminded, "You said that you are not good at messing with anyone, you have to kick her grandfather's stall, and you still ask people if the old man dares?" Do you say people dare? β
"Remember to respect the old and love the young."
The bar sound was deafening.
A group of black-clothed people were waiting at the door, and the leaders saw the poisonous scorpions that were paralyzed by the wall inside, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
God, you make a wicked man respect the old and love the young.
They glanced at Bai Qian with fear, and then said to the white vest: "Mao Shao, the boss asked you to go to the conference room." β
"I'll tell my godfather." The white vest nodded casually.
Bai Qian sat on the bar, and his fingers lazily tapped on the tabletop, "Xiaobai." β
The white vest immediately stepped forward and ordered her a glass of wine: "...... Sister, my surname is Mao. β
"Oh, Xiao Mao," Bai Qian nodded lazily, "Thank you today, but don't drink, I'll go back." β
"Sister, won't you play for a while?"
Bai Qian took out a wooden hairpin, pulled up his hair slowly, and lowered his eyebrows and eyes: "No, class will be held at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." β
White vest, no, Mao Kun: "......?" β
Beside him, there was a little brother who saw Bai Qian for the first time, and he couldn't help but blush.
Xiao Mao's classmate was anxious when he saw it, and slapped his head fiercely: "What do you see?" Yes? What are you looking at? Whatever you think, give me back to my mother's womb! β
**
Tsing Shui Street.
The night was dark and the wind was high, and Bai Qi took out his headphones to memorize English words.
At this time, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and there was a faint sound of fighting in the narrow black alley ahead, and ordinary people should take a detour.
Bai Qian was wearing headphones, and halfway through the words, his phone rang.
It was Mao Kun, she picked it up and walked through them calmly.
It's three blonde men.
Because this girl was too calm, they were obviously stunned, and in the next second, one of them came back to his senses and wanted to choke Bai Qi's neck.
Bai Qian tilted his head and reached out to grab the man's hand!
"Sister-" Mao Kun's voice sounded.
Bai Qian looked at the blue-eyed man, and then looked down at the person lying in the corner.
"Wait a minute." She said to Mao Kun and stuffed her phone back in her pocket.
Then he suddenly pulled the blue-eyed man in front of him!
The fist blew away the bangs scattered on both sides of her, revealing her cold eyes, Bai Qian did not retreat, and the other hand clenched into a fist and smashed it into another person who wanted to move her!
Less than three minutes.
Three men lay at her feet.
Bai Qian took out the mobile phone in his pocket and leaned lazily against the wall, "Said." β
"Huh? Oh," Mao Kun on the other end of the phone wiped his face, "There will be an auction here in two days, do you want to come and play?" β
"Nope." Bai Qian hung up, and his eyelashes drooped.
She put her headphones back on and looked for the English words.
"Hey ......"
The bloody man lying in the corner spoke to her, and he reached for a cigarette case from his trouser pocket with trembling hands, trying to find a cigarette to bite into, "Thank you, leave a contact information?" β
Bai Qian glanced down at him.
His leg was still bleeding.
She fixed her eyes on the gold-rimmed lettering in his hand.
When the man saw her gaze, he moved his right hand, but he didn't know where the wound was, and he "hissed": "You want this?" Liang Zewen's authentic handiwork, although it is precious, but not as expensive as me, you can take it if you want, and I can do it for you as long as you don't want to live on the moon. β
I don't know which word touched Bai Qi, she squatted down, turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, and shone the framed word next to the man.
Half a day.
Bai Qi's gaze lazily fell on the man's bleeding leg.
She lowered her head slightly and reached out to pull the man's injured leg.
"What are you doing?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly spoke, "This is a gunshot wound, my personal doctor will be here soon, don't touch it, I don't want to scrap ...... now"
As he spoke, his leg suddenly stopped bleeding.
Even the pain is reduced by half.
Only then did Bai Qi stand up, click on the English word page again, and walk back.
"Heyβ"
The man shook his head, and when he saw that she didn't take the frame, he couldn't help but stop her, "You don't want Liang Zewen's authentic handwriting?" β
The girl who didn't pay much attention to him stopped, the moonlight gently soaked her, and she finished reciting a word before turning her head sideways, "Who told you this is the real thing?" β
The man was stunned, "This has been identified by experts......"
The girl retracted her gaze, and her back disappeared around the corner.
The voice in the dark night was vague and silent, "Identify it again, it's his student's handwriting." β
**
Six o'clock in the morning.
Ji Heng's room.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the figure holding an electric fan in front of him.
Ji Heng: "......"
Bai Qi: "......"
After looking at each other for ten seconds, someone was looking at him with a very reasonable look, as if asking "why did you wake up so early".
β¦β¦ Very good.
Ji Heng closed his eyes expressionlessly.
Bai Qi put on the electric fan, and she deliberately turned on the electricity.
The small fan that had broken before spun up as if it was afraid that others would not know that it had been repaired by someone.
She closed the door and went out intimately.
Ji Heng opened his eyes, he looked out the window at the early morning, low temperature, about 22 degrees-
Calmly reached out and pulled the half-worn quilt to his neck.
Xiangcheng Middle School starts at 8 a.m., and most of the students arrive at 7 a.m.
Bai Qi didn't come too late, half past seven.
Her table mate must have arrived early, holding an English book and sitting in the front seat to recite it.
And where she isβ
Bai Qian yawned lazily and walked to his position, stretched out his hand to knock on the table, and bowed his head: "Classmate, let me go." β
The face of the girl sitting in her place instantly dropped.
"Uhhh
The noisy class instantly fell silent.
Zhang Shize, who was sleeping on the table, also raised his head, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and he was thrilled to see this situation.
The curly-haired girl didn't look at Bai Qi at all, she saw that Zhang Shize was awake, her eyes lit up, and she handed him the bag in her hand, "Zhang Shize, bring you breakfast." β
At the same time, Yang Lin gently tugged at the corner of Bai Qi's clothes and gestured to Bai Qi with his eyes.
Zhang Shize never accepts anything from girls.
At the moment, he stretched out his hand to take the breakfast, "Thank you, thank you, Chen Wei, you go first, it's almost class." β
Chen Wei's face smiled again, "Then I'll watch you play again at night." β
Maybe he was in a good mood today, Chen Wei hummed a song and left the fifteenth class.
Everywhere she passed, both boys and girls bent their necks in unison.
"New classmate, you just came to our school, I'll give you popular science," the girl in front of her turned around, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to Bai Qi: "It was Chen Wei in the second year of high school just now, of course, you may not know about it, let's know it, in addition to Zhang Shize, a fool, there is also a person named Chen." Chen Wei is Chen Zhi's younger sister, Chen Zhi's senior high school class 8, the prince's class, understand? The people who often play with her are people like Chen and Ren Wanxuan. β
Bai Qi: "...... Thank you. β
It's annoying, I want to be a shark.
"Anyway, the prince's class, we ordinary people don't mess with it if we can, the egg touches the stone," the girl finished speaking, and looked at Yang Lin and Zhang Shize again, "Right, two?" β
"The most important thing is that Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan are all hot competitors in our Beicheng champion this year," Yang Lin sat in his place, thought about it, and added lightly: "Try not to offend them." β
"The reason is so," Zhang Shize was dissatisfied, "but why do you want to say that I, a sunny and cheerful nineteen-year-old innocent high man, is a fool?" β
Nobody paid any attention to him.
"......" Zhang Shize hugged the shoulders of his fellow table again, "Xueshen, what do you say?" β
Ning Xiao raised his head and gave him a "quiet" look.
Bai Qian held his chin in his hand and flipped out the English book a little lazily.
Zhang Shize touched his nose and took out his mobile phone to make friends with her.
**
Today is Friday and school is out in the evening.
Yang Lin walked out of the school gate with Bai Qi, Bai Qi put on headphones to listen to words, and walked with Yang Lin to the flower shop at the end of the street.
The middle-aged woman who bought flowers was enthusiastically wrapping bouquets for guests, and when she saw Yang Lin, she squinted and smiled softly, "Your flowers are on the table, I will put them for you." β
While memorizing words, Bai Qian looked over, and there was a beautiful white lily on the table.
Yang Lin took the flowers, and she put the money on the table.
The middle-aged woman wrapped the flowers, shook her head helplessly when she saw this scene, and asked again: "What about Zhang Shize's kid?" β
"He's playing."
"If you go to play again, can't you learn from you and Ning Xiao?" Mother Zhang thought in pieces, and looked at Bai Qi again, "Hey, this is the transfer student in your class, the little girl is really good-looking." β
She pulled out a red rose and gave it to Bai Qi, "It looks better than my bastard boy." β
Bai Qian took it, "Thank you, Auntie." β
"Ah," Zhang's mother covered her heart, "I knew it, I knew that I should have a daughter!" Damn Zhang Shize will only water my orchid to death! β
"Don't be angry, don't be angry," the middle-aged man who had just come back from outside put down his computer bag and comforted him again and again, "Let's quarrel at night and pretend to be cold and go back to the room, and let him do housework alone for seven days!" β
ββ¦β¦β
Bai Qian took a rose and parted ways with Yang Lin at the intersection.
followed the address Jiang He gave her to the wealthy area of Xiangcheng.
The bus only goes to the outermost road.
Ren Wanxuan did not participate in the top student training camp today, and there was a distinguished guest at home today, and Ren Qian informed her in advance.
As she passed by the outskirts of the rich area, she caught a glimpse of a person not far awayβ
"Stop!"
The boy sitting in front looked faintly in the rearview mirror, "What's wrong?" β
Ren Wanxuan shook her head, she didn't speak.
"Brushβ"
The car stopped in front of Bai Qi.
The car window was lowered, revealing Ren Wanxuan's uncontrollable irritated face, she looked at Bai Qian, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to have seen through her sarcasm: "What are you waiting for here?" β