Song Nanye sneered and snorted.
He did not argue with the other party, expressionlessly threw the half-drunk soda bottle into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets and walked away.
"You have misunderstood."
Jiang Beize sighed and explained to his two roommates.
"Song Nanye and I are friends, and he didn't bully me."
"You are stupid, you still speak for him! We all saw it, he yelled at you, and the next second he could beat you!"
"no-"
"Okay, okay,"
Another roommate interrupted his explanation and patted Jiang Beize on the head, "Young man, you'd better stay away from this kind of person. You don't know what kind of character he is. He will beat us in our school and other schools." There are quite a few people who have become third-level disabled!"
"That's right, he is just a bastard. He is wild everywhere and doesn't look down on anyone!"
"..." Jiang Beize pursed his lips. He didn't explain too much, but suddenly ran in the direction of Song Nanye, grabbed his arm, and dragged him forcefully to his two roommates.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Song Nanye, my eldest brother, my master, and my friend. He is very nice."
"Forehead… ?"
The two roommates looked at each other and exchanged glances.
"Well Beizawa, please take care of yourself, we're leaving first."
The two of them had different expressions, and their eyes were filled with "Maybe you didn't have any brains when you went out today", and then they turned around and left.
Song Nanye shook him off impatiently.
"You brat, who admits that you are my friend?"
"That's the master, hehe!"
Jiang Beize smiled at him, his two white little tiger teeth showing again, which made Song Nanxian feel strange.
"Taking a disciple as stupid as you will cost you your life."
He said stiffly, turned away from him, stopped looking at him, put his hands in his pockets and stared into the distance.
I don’t know how much time passed before he spoke forcefully again:
"Whenever you see someone you know, stay away from me. In the eyes of these people, I'm just a bastard, so that you don't get involved in gossiping about me."
Jiang Beize was stunned.
He just walked away without saying anything. Was it because he was afraid that he would be implicated and gossiped about
"It's okay to gossip. Just like my second brother, my second brother is never afraid of others gossiping when he does things. He has his own opinions and only does what he thinks is right. My second brother's friends-"
"Second brother, second brother, second brother, I'm talking all about your second brother, are you done yet?!"
Song Nanye roared at him.
Jiang Beize was stunned and looked at him blankly.
Song Nanye pursed his lips hard, turned his face away, and said nothing, his face tightened.
At this time, the bus came.
It was the bus Jiang Beize was going to take.
He said "goodbye" to Song Nanye, then took the change and got in the car.
There were a lot of people on this bus. Song Nanye frowned and looked at the boy in a yellow sweater standing in the direction of the door at the back. He was so squeezed that there was no armrest. The moment the bus door was about to close, he pushed hard He knocked on the car door to indicate that he wanted to get in.
The driver impatiently opened the front door again.
"Why didn't you hurry up just now?"
"No money."
"So now??"
"No."
Song Nanye threw out two words and walked to the back of the carriage without saying a word, in a bohemian tone.
The driver closed the door and shouted back at the top of his lungs -
“The boy who got on the bus last and wore a black coat, quickly put money in! Otherwise, we won’t let you go home on New Year’s Eve!!”
“…”
The passengers in the carriage looked at Song Nanye frequently.
The latter quickly picked up Jiang Beize, who was crowded in the direction of the back door, grabbed his collar and threw him to a spacious place with armrests. He asked him to hold the back of the seat while he held the armrests and stood behind him. .
The movements are done in one go.
Jiang Beize turned to look at him, "Are you the one the driver said didn't put any money in?"
"hold head high."
"If you don't have money, why do you take the car?"
"Aren't you rich?"
“…”
Jiang Beize touched his pocket and found that he still had the last dollar. Then the passenger in front passed the dollar to him.
"Where are you going?" Song Nanye lowered his eyes and glanced at him. What he could see was the tips of his white ears.
Jiang Beize's long eyelashes fluttered twice: "Century Photo Studio."
"What are you doing in the photo studio?"
"I'm going to change into a suit and put on makeup. Today it's my second brother—"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Beize closed his mouth in time and scratched his neck in embarrassment.
"You are right. I have mentioned my second brother too many times. I will try not to mention him in the future."
"Tch, whatever you want, I'm not your sister-in-law, I don't care whether you mention it or not."
Song Nanye acted carelessly, then took out his mobile phone and earphones from his pocket, put on the earphones to listen to music, and stood lazily. His not too broad back blocked all the friction behind Jiang Beize.
Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed from the right.
Song Nanye looked over in confusion.
I saw a girl holding up her mobile phone and taking a picture of Jiang Beize's face, with the nymphomaniac in her eyes clearly revealed.
Song Nanye quickly raised a hand to cover the side of Jiang Beize's face and glared at him with displeasure, as fierce as a ghost.
The girl was startled and put the phone down with trembling hands, not daring to pick it up again.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Beize stared at the palm in front of him, confused.
Song Nanye snorted, put his hand down, and put an earphone into his ear out of anger.
"Listen together!!!"
…
(End of chapter)