"pen."
Jiangbeiyuan repeated it again.
His voice was even colder and duller than before.
Jiang Beize lowered his head. After a long while, he took out a beautiful pen from the pencil bag of his schoolbag and handed it over nonchalantly.
"I'm sorry, second brother..."
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan put the pen away and put it in his pocket.
He looked at Jiang Beize.
The latter lowered his head. From his angle, he could only see the top of Jiang Beize's black hair and his curled but trembling eyelashes.
Jiang Beiyuan's long, handsome eyebrows frowned.
"No matter which school you go to, you must have an open mind when studying. People who are high-profile, calculating, and troublemakers will never have a bright future."
Hearing this, Jiang Beize's eyes became even more evasive.
"Listen...I don't understand what the second brother is saying..."
"You know better than anyone else, so you don't have to follow my lead."
He said coldly, everyone said that an elder brother is like a father. At this moment, his brother's majesty completely surpassed Jiang Guoteng's majesty.
"get off."
"Um… "
Jiang Beize got out of the car and stood aside and waved goodbye to Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, with tight lines, without saying a word, started the car and sped away.
Jiang Beize, who was standing there, kept staring at Jiang Beiyuan's car. When the black Aston Martin disappeared from sight, he pursed his lips, suppressed the grievance in his eyes, and tightened his schoolbags on both sides. He turned around and walked towards the school gate.
"Stop! Song Nanye, if you have the guts, don't run away!"
There was a noise behind me.
Jiang Beize turned around and looked over, only to see a group of gangster-looking people chasing a tall boy.
The boy was about 185. He was wearing the same red and white school uniform as him, with the zipper unzipped and hanging loosely. He ran very fast, and his legs were very long, stretching the people behind him a lot.
"Damn Song Nanye, pay me back my money!!!"
The boy with yellow hair behind him had a ferocious face. He was running very fast and was about to catch up with the boy in school uniform.
Jiang Beize stood there, staring down at the can at his feet. After thinking about it, he raised his foot and kicked the can over, hitting Huang Mao right in the face.
Huang Mao said "Ouch" and covered his face. The younger brother behind him caught up to check Huang Mao's injury.
The boy in school uniform quickly pulled down the black schoolbag he was carrying and threw it to the right.
The schoolbag fell perfectly into the campus in a parabolic arc, and he quickly got in through the half-open school gate.
Jiang Beize came to his senses and hurried in.
The moment Jiang Beize came in, the security guard at the door closed the door expressionlessly, keeping out the group of boys not wearing school uniforms.
"Thanks."
The tall boy looked back at Jiang Beize, who was more than a head shorter than him, and said.
He has a clean cut haircut and a tough face. His facial features are not very delicate, but when put together, he has an air of unruly and unkind debauchery.
Jiang Beize smiled at him and said, "You're welcome, are you also a student of Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School? I'm new here, and we will be alumni from now on. Please be kind-"
"What is your name?"
The boy seemed to think Jiang Beize talked too much and interrupted him impatiently.
Jiang Beize didn't hear clearly and blinked with clear eyes, "What?"
"Ask what your name is."
The boy looked at him impatiently, with anger seeping out of the corners of his eyes and brows.
Jiang Beize touched his nose, he was such a scary person.
His long eyelashes fluttered, "My name is Jiang Beize."
(End of chapter)