But Zhang Yuan wanted to read the book with peace of mind, and some people refused to let him read it. This person was Chen Dayong in the back seat of Fan Lingling.
He has been waiting for Fan Lingling in the small woods, and he also saw the whole process of the two pulling and pulling with his own eyes, but at first he didn't care. If you change to another boy, Chen Dayong will be very nervous, but Zhang Yuan
"Hey~" Chen Dayong let out a scornful cry from his nose. He didn't believe what connection the two would have. Unless Fan Lingling was blind, how could he fall in love with this guy? All boys in the class might become his love rivals for Chen Dayong. Zhang Yuan won't, because in Chen Dayong's eyes, this is a low-level animal at all.
However, when Fan Lingling asked this kid to go to the karaoke room, Chen Dayong was still surprised, especially when she could not ask for it. Fan Lingling also went out in person, which made Chen Dayong feel very uncomfortable, and finally he decided to teach him a lesson. Boy, let this toad have a little memory, and watch Fan Lingling's reaction by the way.
Chen Dayong stood up, he was not afraid of anyone, so what if the teacher came? He dragged his chair to the last row, and the iron-bottomed chair legs dragged a harsh metal rubbing sound on the ground, causing all the students in the class to stop.
The classroom was quiet and scary, only the harsh rubbing sound reverberated, all eyes were focused, and a good show was about to be staged.
"Change positions with you." Chen Dayong walked to the row in front of Zhang Yuan and said to the boy in front.
"You can sit next to him!" The boy was not afraid of Chen Dayong.
"Is that the person sitting on? This is the dividing line!" Chen Dayong arrogantly pointed to Zhang Yuan's desk, "It's the dividing line between people and pigs!"
Zhang Yuan is in the last row, the last one. The rest of the class are at the forefront of this table. Obviously, Chen Dayong is calling Zhang Yuan a pig.
"Haha, then I'll let you." The boy dragged his chair away, and the whole class was watching with lively eyes. They are all human, only Zhang Yuan is a pig.
Zhang Yuan did not raise his head, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Chen Dayong, the muscles of the corners of his mouth moved, a smile of contempt.
"It's very tugged, Zhang Yuan, haven't you been itchy after three days?" Chen Dayong placed the chair in the front position fiercely.
Zhang Yuan was still quiet. In fact, he was quite annoying. It didn't provoke anyone or anyone. How could there be so many things? Chen Dayong is like this. It is even more impossible for Chen Dayong to fight but not fight.
"Why? Afraid?" Chen Dayong was very satisfied with his performance today. He not only showed himself in front of Fan Lingling, but also warned other boys who had wrong thoughts.
"It's class time. Please pay attention to your own words and deeds." Zhang Yuan finally spoke and put down the book very slowly. The students were surprised that this kid was so calm today, he looked more stubborn than Chen Dayong.
"What's wrong with class time? Can you afford to attend class? Poor!"
"I don't seem to mess with you today."
"Do you dare to mess with me? I just deliberately found fault today. What can you do as a poor ghost?" Chen Dayong looked around triumphantly, and as expected, many boys gave him thumbs up.
"Don't force me to smoke you." Zhang Yuan said word by word. He was not excited. He was never excited. When his opponent was excited, furious and fearful, it was the moment he shot.
"Haha." Chen Dayong couldn't help laughing. This skinny rod was about to pull out of his tall and strong body. It was a joke. An ant wanted to smoke an elephant.
"Zhang Yuan, you misappropriated my lines." Chen Dayong laughed again. He thought his words were very humorous, and his face went to look at the students in front of him.
Chen Dayong was ready to take action. He didn't look at Zhang Yuan because he wanted to give the other party a sense of relaxation and divert the other party's attention.
“陈大勇揍他！”前排的一个男生喊起来，同学们之间总是有着一个又一个圈子，有大圈子有小圈子，不过总有一两个学生被排除在所有圈子之外，比如爱Those who make a small report, the family is very poor, and they look very ugly. Zhang Yuan is acting as such an unwelcome person at this moment.
"Beat him! Poor ghost!" shouted another boy.
"Okay!" Chen Dayong sneered, turned around, his fists called at the same time, and the big fist with the sound of wind, directed towards Zhang Yuan's face, ready to make this kid full of blossoms.
Now that the other party has started, Zhang Yuan is not polite, he is already in a state of preparation, as long as he touches it, he will start.
Zhang Yuan quickly jumped out, stepped on the chair he was sitting on, jumped out, jumped over the table in front of him, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, and with a "boom" with his fists, Chen Dayong was overwhelmed by a desk in front.
Zhang Yuan doesn't like to show off his legs with fists. He likes to kill the enemy with one stroke. The kind of punch you come over, I flash it, and another kick, Zhang Yuan despises it.
Zhang Yuan must be effective when he shoots. He likes to attack the opponent's neck. There are 6 points on a slender neck that can cause death or serious injury. This is an excellent weakness and an excellent target for attack.
In the shortest time, using the simplest moves to subdue opponents, this is Zhang Yuan's consistent style, like a tiger, more like a snake, fast and effective.
"Huh!" There was a mess in the classroom. No one thought that the soft persimmon would actually become hard today, and they dared to fight back, let alone Zhang Yuan is not ordinary hard, it looks like Chen Dayong, who is very strong and fierce, is so unbearable. Zhang Yuan, who looked like a sick cat, was riding on him, pinched his neck, unable to move.
"Chen Dayong is fighting back!" The boys began to gather around, as if watching a black fist. They were all cheering on Chen Dayong. They believed that the current situation was caused by Chen Dayong's underestimation of the enemy, accidentally, or Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan's resistance. In short, no one would believe that Zhang Yuan was getting better. Even a thin girl would say, "Zhang Yuan, I can beat him."
The booing classmates made Zhang Yuan's brain unconscious, as if he had returned to New York in a certain year. The ring of underground black fists. It seems that what is pressed is the target. Crushing his throat bones, banging his temples, banging three points under his ears... countless choices appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.
"Stop!" Zhang Yuan was woken up with a dull shout.
A young man walked into the classroom, an old man with a red heart and a bright red T-shirt. He was tall and sturdy, with a big head, not too much hair on his head, but he was combed greasy. Water skating, it is estimated that a fly will have to fall eighteen somersaults on it
This is Teacher Huang, the dean of the school. Zhang Yuan knows him and is very famous. Teacher Huang is famous for two reasons. One is extremely bad moral. I heard that he likes tutoring female classmates the most. Of students, bow down, shamelessly flatter, and profit from it.
"Huh~" Zhang Yuan sighed, let go, and patted Chen Dayong's face, "I just had at least 13 ways to kill you."
"Cough cough..." Chen Dayong rubbed his neck. He believed Zhang Yuan's words. He was frightened. He had clearly seen Zhang Yuan's eyes full of excitement just now. It was a terrible murderous intent, which was terrifying. He had not seen it before. People are unimaginable.
"Battering classmates in class and disrupting class discipline, Zhang Yuan! You are too much!" Director Huang seemed to have become the incarnation of justice, and quickly helped Chen Dayong to change his face, "Chen Shao, did you hurt anything? Don't worry, our school will not let go..."
"Get out!" Chen Dayong was full of fear, shame, shame and anxiety. In front of the class, Huo Zhengchou had nowhere to send such a big face, and he roared and returned to his seat.
Director Huang didn't expect to be a person inside and outside, and was a little bit unable to come to Taiwan when he was publicly scolded, "What kind of students are they! The quality is getting worse every year! Unorganized and undisciplined! Sit down and continue to study!"
After Director Huang finished speaking, he left a bit boring. The classrooms all returned to the teahouse before, but the eyes of the students looking at Zhang Yuan were a little different.
School is over after the self-study class is over. Zhang Yuan was a little afraid of this time, because he was afraid of going home, staying with two strangers, and pretending to be affectionate to call them parents. This made Zhang Yuan very resistant, especially the so-called parents. The thinking is old-fashioned, rigid, old-fashioned, and completely out of touch with society, and is completely unidentified by Zhang Yuan.
But he won't go back. The family is very difficult, and he needs help. The mother has worked hard for a day, and the father has disabled legs and can't take care of himself.
Since the fact that he is Zhang Yuan cannot be changed, he feels that he has the responsibility and obligation to contribute as much as he can to the family.
After school. Zhang Yuan was standing in front of the school with his bicycle early. He was waiting for Luyao. A few days ago, he had been going back with this little girl, and the three of Dr. Xia were talking and laughing. This is the most comfortable time for Zhang Yuan every day. , He likes to be with Dr. Xia's family.
The gate of the campus opens on a green lane that is not very busy. It is still busy after school hours.
The handsome boys are constantly pouring out, the very seductive, white and tender thighs of the girls, the small street vendors on the sidewalk that can not be driven by the city management, and the various small cars sent by the officials and rich men to pick up and drop off their children.
On the opposite side of the school gate was parked a car of various brands, and on the right side of the school gate was only a black Audi a6. Two men in black dressed as bodyguards were standing beside the car smoking.
Coincidentally, Zhang Yuan was also standing aside while waiting for the road with his bicycle. He knew that this car was here to pick up Fan Lingling. He had seen her sit, but in fact Zhang Yuan now has a good memory. Although this car is not too high-end, government leaders will not be too high-profile to pick up their daughters. This kind of car is just right.
"Huh." Zhang Yuan sniffed, and suddenly there was a smell coming into his nose. This smell was so familiar, so if his blood boiled, maybe others could not smell it, but he was too familiar. This is a human being. The smell of blood.
Zhang Yuan sniffed again, he could be sure that this must be the hot smell of human blood, and he also determined that the source of the smell was the tail compartment of this Audi car.
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but pay more attention to the smoking driver in the front door of the station. The driver was wearing a uniform black suit that didn't fit well. He was slightly fat and had a kind smile on his face. Zhang Yuan was a little more sure. It was definitely not. The driver is not a bodyguard.
Because when he smokes, he can see the huge gold ring on his finger. The watch is a Vacheron Constantin worth tens of thousands of dollars. The seemingly ordinary suit wears a genuine Valentino shirt, and the neck is 800 euros. Picasso leather tie, who driver would wear such a luxurious one
Just when Zhang Yuan wanted to take a closer look, Fan Lingling had already walked out. The white short-sleeved shirt showed the beautiful figure of a young girl. The short little plaid skirt fanned up and down with the footsteps. The pink girl's thighs are eye-catching.
"Smelly and hard poor students, who are still dragging like two to five to eighty thousand, don't know what capital to play. Riding a broken bike, actually embarrassed to rely on Audi, embarrassing."
Fan Lingling was obviously still angry with Zhang Yuan for not giving face. She walked in front of Zhang Yuan with her small bag, and said something provocatively. Of course, Zhang Yuan hadn't heard of it.
"Huh!" Fan Lingling made a strong noise from her pretty nose since she was a child, and got into the back seat of an Audi car. She sat in and muttered to herself, "The family is poor, but it's not high. These people deserve to be poor!"
After the fat driver exchanged glances with the male bodyguard, he threw away his cigarette butt and got into the car.
"What are you doing, you sit in the front." Fan Lingling found that today's bodyguards are also not on the road. No matter how they squeeze in the back seat, their movements are still so rough and their faces are strange.
"Ms. Fan still knows me! Hahaha." The fat driver looked back and laughed happily.
"Director Wu of the Public Security Bureau? Fatty Wu?" Fan Lingling seemed to be impressed.
"Haha, just know it." Fatty Wu smiled more happily. He was still gnashing his teeth while laughing, and looked a little sordid in the rearview mirror. "Thanks to Mayor Fan, I am now a guilty man, Wu Tianming. People." Fatty Wu slammed on the accelerator, "Whoever makes me feel bad, then everyone don't want to pass it!"
"No! Kidnapping!" Zhang Yuan, who was already suspicious outside the car, saw Fan Lingling scrambling with the male bodyguard in the Audi rear window that was going away. He immediately understood. The two men killed the original driver. Specially came to kidnap Fan Lingling.
Although Zhang Yuan did not like people like Fan Lingling, he did not hesitate. He was like a bowstring that was tight at any time. He seemed to have a natural proficiency in these things. He threw down his bicycle and looked back. The Passat started slowly.
"I'm sorry, borrow your car to use it." Zhang Yuan, like a free arrow, walked quickly over, and said to the greasy young man in the window.
"Who are you, why should I lend you? You are not too young and not too young." Of course the young man ignored him.
Saving people is like fighting a fire. Zhang Yuan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, opened the car door, and took the greasy boy out in one hand, "Chasing the kidnapper, I used your car."
"Hey, who do you think you are, why are you expropriating?" The young man was pulled out and sat on the ground, shouting, "Come on! Someone robs a car!"
Zhang Yuan jumped into the car, closed the door, started, shifted gears, started, skilled and sophisticated, in one go, his pupils contracted, and he stared at Audi, who was almost disappearing from the front of his eyes. He suddenly felt that he liked it subconsciously. The feeling, tense and exciting, it is best to bring a little crazy.
"Zhang Yuan?" Unconsciously, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the passenger seat.