Wulin No.1 Middle School: Chapter 28

After the lights in the dormitory were turned off at night, the right guardian lay down by the window to watch the sky at night.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Sun Yicheng asked dog-leggedly aside.

"Dark clouds are enveloping, and it will rain tomorrow." Right Protector said.

"You say that every night." Sun Yicheng has begun to doubt the skill of Protector You. He used to calculate accurately every time, but now he is always wrong nine times out of ten, and the other time is a blind cat touch. Dead mouse.

Guardian Right sighed, "Since I came here, I haven't seen any stars. It's really hard to guess the sky. I miss my starry sky."

Several other people also began to sigh one after another.

"I miss the big fish and meat in our magic valley."

"I miss the days when I could call the wind and call the rain and be majestic."

"I miss Ah Hua from the next village."

"I miss my 1.8 meter body." Sun Yicheng was so angry. Now that his body is short and weak, he can only pin his hopes on the leader, "Master, what do you miss? ?"

"I want you to shut up." Yu Tingfeng gritted his teeth, turned on the small flashlight, and buried himself in the quilt to read, "Don't disturb my study."

Everyone: "!!"

The world has really changed, there are no stars in the sky, killing people is illegal, and the leader of the Demon Cult wants to study.

"By the way, I got something good today." Sun Yicheng said in a low voice.

Right Protector: "What?"

Sun Yicheng took out a magazine from under the pillow, the cover girl was **** and flirtatious, dressed coolly.

The other people's eyes turned hot and they surrounded him curiously.

"Isn't that good?" One person said, "My Ah Hua is still waiting for me to go back."

"Then go aside."

"That's all, I'll apologize to Ah Hua another day, let me see!"

Sun Yicheng asked amusedly: "Don't you miss the starry sky in the Devil's Valley?"

The Demon Sect: "I don't want to think about it anymore, but the mobile phones here are fun, and they have everything."

 …

The next day, while having breakfast, several people suddenly sat down around Song Zhaolan.

Many people around looked over, sighing at Song Zhaolan's performance, and agreed that his grade drop must be inseparable from these bastards.

It has only been a long time since school started, and he has already violated discipline and regulations many times, and has dealt with **** several times, and was caught smoking by the student union yesterday, what a generation of geniuses has fallen! Sad, lamentable!

Song Zhaolan didn't know that he had become a fallen genius in everyone's eyes. He looked at these people: "What do you want from me?"

Banba from Class E said: "Song Zhaolan, my name is Geng Yiming."

Song Zhaolan nodded: "Well, is there anything else?"

Geng Yiming has a scar on the left brow bone, which makes it difficult to manage the expression of the left eye. Whenever he wants to laugh, he will pull the scar. It looks a little fierce and a little ridiculous, which attracts fear and sympathy from others.

So Geng Yiming basically can't laugh, he can only say with a fierce face: "Let's make friends."

"Huh? Friend?" Song Zhaolan thought about what happened yesterday, and looked him up and down, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes." Geng Yiming took out the cigarette case, and said with some surprise, "You really are a fellow, can you get one?"

"No." Song Zhaolan got up and left, "I don't want to be friends with people who smoke?"

"Why?!" Geng Yiming and a few followers chased after him, "It's very rare for me to take the initiative to be friends with people, don't be shameless."

"Because the head teacher doesn't allow it." Song Zhaolan said.

"..." Geng Yiming never expected this reason!

He didn't chase after him, but discussed with his younger brothers: "Why is this kid more like a head teacher, Bao Nan? Why does he listen to whatever the head teacher says, and he doesn't look like people in our circle?"

"Then forget it?"

"Forget it." Geng Yiming is still very professional as a bastard. There are two kinds of people who are not recruited. One is a nerd who keeps his ears off the window and only reads sage books, and the other is a **** who loves to sue his teacher. young.

According to the current situation, Song Zhaolan probably has both identities!

At this time, the phone rang, and Geng Yiming glanced at the phone secretly. It was the cousin of his buddy's buddy in junior high school looking for him and asked him to meet at the school gate.

He took his brothers straight to the school gate. The cousin had dyed his hair green at some point, so he was very recognizable. He handed them two big bags of snacks and said fawningly, "Brother Geng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still remember me?"

"What do you want me for?" Geng Yiming knew that he was doing very well in the junior high school area, and he went to the Three Treasure Hall for everything, so it was nothing more than that kind of thing to come to him.

"Brother Geng is smart, that's it. I got revenge with two guys from your school yesterday on the road. Can you help me avenge it?" After the green hair finished speaking in a few words, he began to add fuel to the scene, "Those two guys are crazy!" Yeah, they have the final say on what to say, and there is no such thing as Geng Yiming. This **** me off, and I fought with them on the spot. Then I felt that I had to tell you about this matter, so I will come to you right away you."

"Who is it?"

"Yu Tingfeng and Huang Wei! Brother Geng, you can't just leave this matter alone. If you defeat them, all my brothers will be at your command in the future!"

"Okay, I see, you go back first."

On the way back to the classroom, the brother asked, "Are you really going to mess with Yu Tingfeng and Huang Wei? Wait, who is Huang Wei?"

"The one with Wei in the name of Class F... must be Jian Yuwei!"

"No, I think it's Kuai Kuiwei."

"Feng Weiping is also possible."

Geng Yiming couldn't listen and went down the mountain: "Why can't it be Zhang Wei!"

"Oh, maybe it's because it's too easy to remember, so I'll ignore it?" The brother said, "Help me, isn't that going to confront Yu Tingfeng and Zhang Wei? Boss, shall we go?"

Of course Geng Yiming would not go, Zhang Wei would be difficult to deal with, not to mention Yu Tingfeng, the most important thing for them is strength.

Based on his strength, he can't beat these two at all, okay?

The other subordinate seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "What are you doing, that green hair is not a relative of the emperor, why should we order Brother Geng to mess with those two people? Yu Tingfeng is so powerful, he kicked him last time. Step on it, almost broke our brother Geng's bones, this time we can't provoke Yu Tingfeng."

Geng Yiming stepped forward at that time: "Go! Why not go! Last time he took advantage of others, this time I just want to take revenge!"

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, and desperately wanted to find a chance to change his words. He looked at his brother who had the best understanding.

Brother Tacit also took a look at him, and immediately boosted morale: "Yes! Just do it. Brother Geng has been invincible all over the world since he was a child. Are you afraid that he will be a Yu Tingfeng? Whoever doesn't want to go to the grandson!"

Geng Yiming: "...That's right, let's just say, otherwise we..."

"How about we act tonight?" One person answered.

Geng Yiming: "Huh? Is it in such a hurry? Otherwise, we still..."

"Or is it now?" the other subordinate asked.

Brother Tacit: "Nonsense! Of course Brother Geng wants to do it while it's hot, and he's not a coward! Is it, Brother Geng?"

"Do it! Do it now!" Geng Yiming rolled up his sleeves and rushed to class F.

At the door, Geng Yiming yelled directly: "Zhang Wei, come out!"

After a while, Zhang Wei came out: "What do you need from me?"

Geng Yiming looked back and found that the brothers had all taken a step back, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "You bully the people below me, give me an explanation."

Zhang Wei: "You didn't wake up early in the morning, did you? Go away, don't block the door."

Geng Yiming is not going to leave now, nor is he going, at this moment of silence, one of his subordinates suddenly shouted: "Yu Tingfeng is back, Yu Tingfeng, come here for us!"

Geng Yiming: "..." How much courage did you take?

As soon as Yu Tingfeng came over, his subordinates pushed Geng Yiming out: "Brother Geng, come on! We will cheer for you!"

Geng Yiming: ...

Stand three meters away and cheer for me, will you? I want, what is the use of these brothers?

"Why?" Yu Tingfeng frowned and looked at them.

Zhang Wei immediately replied: "This group of people have brain problems, they must say that we bullied his brothers."

Geng Yiming said: "Yes, the kid with green hair, he said it himself. Could it be that there is no such thing?"

Here's your chance! As long as Yu Tingfeng denies it on the spot, it means that the green hair is lying, or he doesn't remember it at all, and he can just call it a day and go back!

"I see." Yu Tingfeng remembered the group of people he met yesterday, and pointed to them, "Come with me, let's solve it alone."

Geng Yiming: "..."

A group of people came to the men's room, and there were some boys in it. Seeing the battle, they knew that a battle was about to take place, so they ran out with their pants up.

"Tell me, do you come together or alone?" Yu Tingfeng asked.

Looking into his eyes, Geng Yiming inexplicably thought of the fear of being dominated last time, trying to delay time: "It's not safe here, let's go to the rooftop."

"Okay."

Everyone moved to the rooftop again, and Yu Tingfeng swept them around: "Forget it, let's go up together."

Before the others could react, they were kicked one by one and fell to the ground one after another.

Geng Yiming was not spared either. He suffered a blow to the abdomen, but he fell not as far as the others. He prostrated himself on the ground and could only speak harshly to save face: "Just wait for me, I will be back sooner or later!"

Yu Tingfeng raised his foot, and was about to kick it down again, when Geng Yiming immediately begged for mercy: "Let me go, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

At this time, another person's foot appeared in Geng Yiming's peripheral vision.

Um? Is there anyone else here?

"I was wrong...that's impossible! Yu Tingfeng, you wait for me, one day, I will..." Geng Yiming hurriedly made amends, then raised his head and found someone It was actually Song Zhaolan.

Song Zhaolan didn't even look at them, but kicked Yu Tingfeng from the side: "Look at the trick."

The speed was so fast that Yu Tingfeng was caught off guard and kicked in the calf, and then he turned around to deal with Song Zhaolan.

Geng Yiming and his brothers crawled together and watched the fight between the two, feeling sorry for each other.

"I suddenly felt that it was worth getting kicked, and if I was beaten by Yu Tingfeng again, I would die, right?" Yi said tremblingly.

"They seem to have practiced it before." Another person said, "This leg, this foot, this waist, this arm, grass, so beautiful, I love it."

"..." Geng Yiming's eyes lit up, he stared intently at Song Zhaolan, quite moved, he didn't expect this guy to fight Yu Tingfeng for him, and his strength is not bad.

Sure enough, he is a person with great skills but superficial academics. This kind of person is perfect for being the leader of a gangster!

Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng fought back and forth for a few rounds. Although they had no internal strength, they could still compete with their fists and kicks for a while. They didn't stop until the class bell rang, and looked at the group of people watching the theater on the ground at the same time.

Geng Yiming ran down with his brothers, and said before leaving: "Song Zhaolan, you wait for me."

Yu Tingfeng turned his head to look at Song Zhaolan, and said, "You sneaked up on me."

"I reminded you, and I walked very loudly, you should have heard it."

"I do not have."

"That's because your skills have regressed."

"..."

The two walked downstairs while talking. Song Zhaolan's hair on his forehead was a little wet. He gasped for breath with a relieved expression on his face: "It's really good, I haven't hit like this in a long time."

Yu Tingfeng glanced at him: "You really are..."

"What do those people want you for?" Song Zhaolan asked.

"They are the helpers that the green hair found yesterday." Yu Tingfeng replied.

Song Zhaolan remembered, and asked, "Should I beat them up? It doesn't feel like a good thing."

Yu Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, feeling quite happy: "No, I've already beaten them. But you, they just told you to wait, I don't know if they want to seek revenge from you."

"Don't be afraid, I'll hit one." Song Zhaolan was eager to try, "It's best to have a few stronger ones."

"How can it be considered great?"

"It's better to be as powerful as you."

Yu Tingfeng was in a good mood and whistled.

When he reached the stairs, Song Zhaolan turned around to go back to the classroom, when a bag hit him on the head suddenly.

He looked back at the thing that rolled to the ground, and immediately picked it up: "Red bean cake, you still have it?"

"That's right, unlimited supply." Yu Tingfeng put his hands in his pockets and walked downstairs without looking back.

As soon as he returned to the classroom, Zhang Wei passed a note to him: Boss, why did you fight with a smile on your face, you won?

 …

After dinner, Song Zhaolan was surrounded by Geng Yiming and others again.

"Song Zhaolan, we have something important to look for you."

Song Zhaolan was very embarrassed: "You... can you not talk to me about big things in the bathroom?"

"Okay, then you solve your own big business first, we will wait for you outside."

After Song Zhaolan washed his hands, he walked out of the door when Geng Yiming followed: "Song Zhaolan, you can be our boss."

"No." Song Zhaolan refused.

"Why? It's good to be our boss. This is a blessing that many people can't ask for." Geng Yiming said.

"Then why don't you want this blessing?" Song Zhaolan walked towards the small supermarket, preparing to buy some goods for evening self-study.

"Because you are stronger than me, we only work with the strong."

"Oh." Song Zhaolan walked into the supermarket, picked up two pieces of bread, raised his head, and bumped into Yu Tingfeng on the opposite side of the shelf.

Yu Tingfeng had several subordinates beside him.

Song Zhaolan didn't say hello and continued to pick out snacks.

"Song Zhaolan, just promise us, we will listen to you carefully and make you a considerate little padded jacket." Geng Yiming was still babbling aside.

At this time, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze from Yu Tingfeng on the opposite side.

Geng Yiming flinched instinctively, and became more determined to let Song Zhaolan be the boss. This is the big backer who dared to confront Yu Tingfeng head-on.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Geng Yiming became anxious and had no choice but to **** all the snacks in his arms to pay for it.

Song Zhaolan: "..."

"Boss, here you are." Geng Yiming handed the snacks to him again.

"Thank you." Song Zhaolan asked, "How much is the total?"

"I invite you, no money required." Geng Yiming said generously.

Song Zhaolan thanked them again, walked downstairs to the teaching building, and said goodbye to them.

"Goodbye, boss, you will be our spiritual leader from now on!"

Song Zhaolan said, "Then you all throw away the cigarettes."

"Ah? Don't..."

Song Zhaolan was about to return the snacks to him.

"Throw away, throw away! We'll throw it away right away!" Geng Yiming quickly took out the cigarette case from his pocket, threw it into the trash can, and even took out all his brothers', "Okay, now we're all gone."

"Um."

At this time, Yu Tingfeng and others also came back, passed by them, and snorted: "Heh."

"Oh, what, believe it or not, I will cut you!" Geng Yiming's back is straight now, and he is not out of breath, "Boss, cut him."

Yu Tingfeng looked ugly, he glanced at the things in Song Zhaolan's arms, and shot them flying.

"What are you doing?" Song Zhaolan was very puzzled, and knelt down to pick it up.

Sun Yicheng and the others watched the show with a smile on their faces, the leader finally wanted to teach the martial arts leader a lesson, let's fight!

"Hurry up, it will be the head teacher's class later." Zhang Wei chased them upstairs, and then he was going to tell Yu Tingfeng that this is wrong, you can't treat your wife like this!

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yu Tingfeng bent down to pick up a piece of bread, and handed it to Song Zhaolan's arms.

Zhang Wei: "..." Oh, the young lovers are really awkward!

"Geng Yiming, what are you still doing here, do you dare to go back to the classroom quickly?" the head teacher of Class E shouted not far away.

"Boss, let's go first." Geng Yiming and the others hurried up the stairs.

Yu Tingfeng held a small stone in his hand, glanced at them, and threw it casually. The next moment, there was a wailing sound from the corridor; "Oh! Something hit me!"

Class E teacher: "What's the noise, be quiet!"

After picking up all the snacks, Song Zhaolan looked at Yu Tingfeng without saying a word, waiting for his explanation.

"Didn't you say that this group of people is not a good thing, come and beat one by one?" Yu Tingfeng said angrily.

Song Zhaolan: "But snacks are innocent."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat all day long."

The corner of Song Zhaolan's mouth twitched slightly, he glanced at him unhappily, and turned to step up the steps, but Yu Tingfeng grabbed his arm and angrily dragged him to another direction.

"What are you doing again?" Song Zhaolan hugged his snack tightly.

"Go, buy again, I'll pay you." Yu Tingfeng pushed him into the small supermarket.

Song Zhaolan froze for a moment: "Are you serious?"

"Nonsense, my teacher... I keep my word, I'll let you eat your fill." Yu Tingfeng looked very impatient, "Hurry up."

"it is good."

Yu Tingfeng waited at the door, watching him choose left and right in front of the shelves inside, his tone was very mean: "Do you think he is stupid?"

Zhang Wei: "...you ask me?"

I'm such a jerk, I'm still here.

Yu Tingfeng: "Tsk, can he still do it? After so long, who gave him the courage to waste my time here?"

Zhang Wei: "..."

You just get used to him, you "used master"!

The author has something to say:

Habitual Master: Let it go, let it go, my wife gets used to it, and everyone else goes away!

Song Zhaolan: Hello, pay the bill.

Habitual Master: Come here, come on, tsk, let me show you how to get used to you.