Song Ye and Tang Meiling became famous in the battle of the third and fifth classes of the junior high school. The middle school entrance examination was approaching. The tense learning atmosphere of the campus seemed to be injected with a flavoring agent. The air was faintly disturbed. student.

It's a pity that Song Ye packed up his things and walked out as soon as the bell rang, and he was in a hurry.

In fact, she just went back to the hotel, packed her things and got ready to run. After leaving the Song family, the rhythm of life is completely controlled by herself. Under the circumstance that she has no worries about eating and drinking, she must strengthen her strength as soon as possible.

Jogging along the riverside, running from day to dusk, the surface of the river was illuminated by orange-yellow light, reflected on Song Ye's face, turning that little face into golden light.

The last stop was near the school. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and wanted to go to the stall at the back door to eat dumplings.

When I walked to the slope, I saw a fight not far away. No, it was more bullying and one-sided group beating. The tall student who was beaten was curled up on the ground, punched and kicked but died not begging for mercy. .

The other party is a little older, obviously from outside the school. At this time, they have beaten enough, and they are attacking with verbal insults, "Hey, are you afraid, if you are afraid, call me uncle, get under our pants, and let you go today. ,Ha ha……"

Men are not humiliated by the crotch, but these people use this to humiliate him.

Although the light was dim, the people on the ground couldn't see their faces while holding their heads, but Song Ye, who had never forgotten, still recognized that this person was Wang Tiechuan.

There was hardly any hesitation and pause, she walked over, and the moment the other party tried to spit on Wang Tiechuan, a fist hit the other party's arrogant face.

"Ah!" The other party screamed and was smashed several meters away, falling to the ground and rolling over.

When the other people saw this, they were immediately furious, "****** dare to touch my brother, I will kill you."

Declare war, then start the fight without saying a word. Song Yequan treats it as a warm-up exercise, dodges left and right to train his body flexibility, and then uses skill to attack vulnerable parts of the opponent's body.

The opponent also became more and more afraid of the fight. Originally, it seemed that Song Ye, who was small and thin, would definitely be easier to bully than Wang Tiechuan, but the more he fought, the more wrong he was. People have witchcraft?

Five people faced each other, and Song Ye only practiced for five minutes. The other party turned pale with fright and fled.

Wang Tiechuan, who was passively beaten at the beginning, was dumbfounded. No one knew about it, but he knew very well that the person standing in front of him was Song Ye, and he was a girl. He used to cry when he was scolded in class. He came out, but now he punched five strong men away.

"Can you stand up?" Song Ye turned to look at Wang Tiechuan, who was still in a daze on the ground, with a cold expression on his face.

But Wang Tiechuan still couldn't get back to his senses. After a long while, he stuttered and swallowed, "Song, Song Ye?" Isn't this person possessed by something strange?

"En." Song Ye replied, extending Su Bai's palm, motioning to pull him up.

Only then did Wang Tiechuan react, he got up from the ground, his body of 1.75 meters was slightly bent, and he thanked Song Ye a little embarrassedly, "Thank you for your shot just now, your skills are very, very beautiful." Yes, It is beautiful, every move is neat and neat, with this handsome face, there is an indescribable beauty.

Song Ye was noncommittal about this evaluation, but remembered what he said to himself in class today, and said lightly, "Be my deskmate, no one can bully you."

Wang Tiechuan was startled, then grinned and opened his mouth. He was about to say something, but when he saw Song Ye behind him, he waved his hand happily and shouted, "Brother Xu!"

The sound of footsteps approached in twos and threes behind her, but Song Ye did not look back, because she had already noticed that these people were watching when she started.

As the breath approached, a deep laughter came over, "Kuanzi, it seems that I don't need to save the field, where did you know such a cool buddy."

While speaking, the man had already raised his hand and made a gesture to put the brothers on Song Ye's shoulders. Wang Tiechuan's expression changed, and before he could speak, Song Ye had already grabbed the opponent's wrist and took advantage of the situation. With a twist, the strength of the standard grab was painful and groaning.

Also because of his posture, Song Ye was slightly taken aback when he saw the appearance of this brother Xu, but it turned out to be a familiar face again.

Xu Zihang was also stunned, and subconsciously wanted to throw his arm away, but found that he couldn't use his strength, and the fingers holding his wrist were cold, making people want to fight coldly.

Wang Tiechuan was also in a hurry, so he quickly explained, "Song Ye, don't get me wrong, this is my boss, a group of Xu Zihang, and there was no malicious intent just now."

Song Ye didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he released the restraint and calmed down in the other party's unhappy expression.

A few people behind Xu Zihang were also a little angry, "Kuanzi, what's the situation, Brother Xu is just saying hello, as for such a ruthless attack?"

"No, you have misunderstood." Wang Tiechuan scratched his head, and then made an introduction, "This is Song Ye, I am at the same table, and it is from a girl."

Forehead……

At that time, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and even Xu Zihang was a little stunned, because just now they watched Song Ye make a move from behind, with short hair and handsome movements, except for his height, he was so handsome that everyone would subconsciously think that he was a scumbag. boys.

Xu Zihang turned his head to look at Song Ye, only to find that she was exceptionally good-looking, his eyes moved down, and it landed on... Well, it was still a little ups and downs.

As a result, the famous boss Xu of No. 3 Middle School was embarrassed, mistook the girl for a buddy, and made an oolong in the street.

In the end, a few people sang that they didn't know each other, and the master invited Song Ye Nvxia to eat, and the dumpling stall happened to be caring for.

"Cough, if you're not used to eating, let's eat it in another place." The group sat down, the others were all five and three and began to shout and urge the dishes. Only Xu Zihang saw Song Yejing sitting there, thinking that she didn't like eating, so he spoke. ask.

"No, it's fine here." Song Ye's expression was indifferent, he couldn't see his emotions, and it was a little confusing.

Xu Zihang twitched the corner of his mouth and sat down, but Wang Tiechuan thought carefully, "Hey, Brother Xu, Song Ye has such a temper. He's not bad, you'll know it after a while."

Xu Zihang didn't pay any more attention. After a few people ordered things, they all started eating.

Boys eat fast and behave rudely. The only one who can match Song Ye's speed is Xu Zihang. Song Ye can judge from his style and dining etiquette that his background is either rich or noble.

Just leading a group of gangsters to play, a bit puzzling.

After eating, they should have parted ways, but several boys were full of curiosity about Song Ye and invited them to play basketball together later.

Song Ye thought about it and nodded, "If there is confrontation, there will be winners and losers, and if there are winners and losers, there will be rewards and punishments. Make a bet."

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