"Zhou Fei, get out of here."
There was a loud yelling and cursing outside the Tianzi box.
People who dare to yell so arrogantly in the natural home definitely have a few brushes.
Yin Jie is exactly this kind of person.
As the only son of the national teacher, as a master of the seven-star realm, Yin Jie's name resounded throughout Chang'an.
It stands to reason that such a person should be a student on the second floor of the academy, but his experience is the same as that of Prince Yong Yan, because of his character, he was not admitted by the master.
Speaking of this, it must be emphasized that Zhou Fei is not actually a formal disciple on the second floor, and has to wait until the master comes back to make the final decision. If the Master couldn't pass that level, Zhou Fei would also be expelled from the second floor.
Yin Jie applied for the academy as the son of a national teacher, and he wanted to become a disciple on the second floor. However, not only did he fail the second floor test, he also accused the master of being partial.
The result is naturally being swept out.
Later, the national teacher found him a very powerful master, and Yin Jie's strength increased rapidly like a rocket.
The guards of Tianranju turned a blind eye to Yin Jie's noise, and the surrounding diners did not dare to say anything.
Everyone in the box also heard the screams, Wei Long's personality was relatively hot, and he immediately stood up and went out to "ask an explanation" for his master.
Zhou Fei said: "Sit down, why don't you have any tolerance? If you are scolded, you will blow up your hair. You are not good at raising qi."
Wei Long said with shame, "Master taught me."
"He forced him to be strong, and the breeze was blowing on the hills. It doesn't matter if you are scolded for a few words and you won't lose a piece of meat, what's the point? Song girl, please go and call someone who scolds me outside." Zhou Fei said.
Song Fei looked stunned: "Why me?"
"Could it be that you let my two apprentices go?" Zhou Fei asked rhetorically.
Song Fei: "Why don't you go by yourself."
Zhou Fei said: "Lazy."
Song Fei: "..."
Wei Long said, "Xiao Fei, trouble you."
Song Fei still wants to give Weilong's face, and after taking a fierce look at Zhou Fei, she walked to the door and leaned out half of her body: "Who is that, Zhou Fei will let you in."
Yin Jie's eyes popped when he saw Song Fei.
This is the beauty he wants to marry home.
"Miss Song, do you remember
me? "Yin Jie ran up to Song Fei, just like a pug.
Song Fei frowned slightly: "No impression."
Yin Jie quickly reminded: "Three years ago, in Linzi, Qi State, you and I had a relationship. At that time, you were painting at Red Sleeve, and I bought one of your paintings. I have kept this painting personally for three years. , Never left my body for a moment."
After speaking, he really took a picture out of his arms.
Song Fei figured it out.
"You want to sign, don't you? I'm sorry it may not be convenient now."
Yin Jie's hand unrolling the picture suddenly stopped.
Am I considered a fan
"Miss Song, I don’t want to sign, I’m the one who wants you." Yin Jie said feverishly, "Will you marry me? I can meet any conditions. My father is Datang Guoshi, and my master is Dao Zun. , The two of us are the real right holders."
Song Fei was frightened by Yin Jie's enthusiasm and retreated directly to the box.
Yin Jie also quickly followed in.
Then... I was caught with a violent hammer.
The sudden attack made Yin Jie completely unresponsive, and when he was about to fight back, he no longer had that ability.
Wei Long and Zhan Shu both shamelessly played extremely enjoyable. It has not been such a passionate time for many years.
It seemed to be back to the young age for a moment, and to see who was not satisfied, he dragged it over and gave him a beating.
"Zhou Fei, you dare to beat me! Believe it or not, I will report to the court and slash your whole family." Yin Jie, who was unable to fight back, could only launch verbal threats.
Zhou Fei leaned back in the seat lazily: "I didn't hit you again."
Out of the corner of Yin Jie's eye, he caught Zhou Fei who was sitting on the sidelines. He really didn't fight him
Who will beat yourself up
"Do you two know who I am? Quickly stop and then kneel down to beg for mercy. I can still keep the corpses of both of you!"
These words irritated Wei Long and Zhan Shu.
As a master and senior, no one has ever dared to speak to them in such a tone.
Beat, you must beat to death!
The unilateral beating lasted half a time before it stopped.
Yin Jie has been beaten from a young master Pian Pian into a pig head.
The entire head has more than doubled its size.
The mouth is like two sausages.
Song Fei took a lot of effort
Only resisted the urge to laugh.
Wei Long gave a high-five to Zhan Shu.
Zhou Fei walked up to Yin Jie, knelt down and picked up his chin with chopsticks, and said, "Yin Jie, the son of the national teacher, right? I remember that I have no grievances with you, so why trouble me?"
Yin Jie's voice has changed, just like the eunuch: "Song Fei is the woman I like, and no one can grab it."
Song Fei on the side heard this and stomped angrily: "It's really not enough to hit, and she's full of gibberish."
Zhou Fei said: "It's the first time I met Miss Song. How can you think of love. Maybe someone gave you false information."
Yin Jie: "Huh?"
"As for your IQ, it is reasonable to fail to enter the college." Zhou Fei stood up on his knees with his hands on his knees, his face suddenly changed: "I didn't want to care about you, but you shouldn't do anything about it. That word should be said."
When the voice fell, Zhou Fei threw a punch.
Yin Jie was blasted out of room No.1 Tianzi like a broken sack, and then smashed the railing on the second floor, hitting the floor of the first floor straight.
The diners around were shocked.
Looking upstairs together, he saw Zhou Fei with an indifferent expression and Song Fei, a painter, standing beside him.
"Young Master Yin was defeated by Zhou Fei?"
"Impossible, how could Zhou Fei's waste material beat Yin Jie, he is a master at the Seven-Star Realm."
"That's Miss Song's shot!"
"Girl Song is a master of painting, but in terms of strength, she is not necessarily the opponent of Young Master Yin. Besides, Girl Song has a gentle personality, it is definitely impossible to make a heavy hand next time."
"Then it's Zhou Fei!"
"Let's take a misguided look, this is a trash, it's a genius at all."
"It seems to have a good relationship with the General Mansion. This is the rhythm of the rise."
Everyone's eyes on Zhou Fei have undergone a qualitative change. From this moment on, Zhou Fei's position in the hearts of the people in Chang'an has also undergone earth-shaking changes.
However, this result was not what he wanted.
Man, it's good to be a scrap.
However, there is such a person, the eyes that look at Zhou Fei are still full of resentment.
That is Meng Guangde.
"Zhou Fei, wait for me. If you don't toss you to death, Lao Tzu will not be named Meng!"
(End of this chapter)