Apart from his family members, Xie Sui and Ma Xiaoding knew his mobile phone number, and it was recorded with the head teacher. To be able to send text messages to him, he must have learned the information from Ou Yilian.
The tone of speech is so disgusting, who else besides Wang Ci? Didn't come to school for a day, did you go to investigate him and Xie Sui
Song Yu's face was cold, he closed the phone and put it in his pocket.
Wang Ci, this idiot, had better not come to school tomorrow, or he wouldn't even know the score. After the fight, calling the parents is the coolest thing, rubbish.
Physical education is the most anticipated class for high school students, and when the bell rings, a group of people swarms out. Ma Xiaoding was the one who ran at the front, dragging Xi Bowen straight downstairs to occupy the stadium.
Before long, there was no one left in the classroom.
The class was empty, and now only the two of them were left.
Song Yu tilted his head and found that Xie Sui was still sleeping. He tapped the table twice with his hand, leaned over and whispered, "Hey, it's class."
Almost as soon as he leaned over, Xie Sui opened his eyes, his black eyes were sober, and there was no trace of sleepiness.
Song Yu was stunned: "I just woke up, you haven't slept at all, right?"
Xie Sui didn't explain, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "We are the only two left?"
Song Yu proudly asked for the credit: "No, I'm the only one who has been waiting for you."
Xie Sui hooked her lower lip in confusion: "It's so sweet."
There is a mysterious disease, the school gave Song Yu the right not to go to physical education class, but Song Yu always felt that this disease was like shit, and he didn't take it to heart. Xie Sui answered a call midway through and asked Song Yu to wait for him downstairs first.
When Song Yu walked downstairs, he met two girls from the next class.
When they saw him, the two girls were stunned and stopped in place.
After he glanced at him lightly, he returned to his senses.
His face was flushed, and he moved to the wall to make way for him.
Song Yu walked far before he could hear their discussion in a low voice, full of excitement.
"Is it really Brother Yu?!"
"I don't know, what's going on in the forum now, and there's no conclusion, but, whether it is or not, it's really fucking handsome."
"I was moved when I saw the photo, woo woo woo."
Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly.
Fortunately, he has withdrawn.
Don't fix those who don't have some, in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, he wanted to be a scholar.
He waited under the tree in front of the teaching building for a long time before Xie Sui came down.
Song Yu asked, "What's the call? You've been calling for so long."
Xie Sui smiled slightly: "an unimportant person."
Physical education classes in high schools generally follow the process. After a simple running warm-up, students can arrange freely among them. Badminton, basketball, skipping rope are basically those kinds of sports. Ma Xiaoding excitedly turned his head to look for Song Yu after the physical education teacher called for disbanding, and shouted very loudly: "Brother Yu! Brother Yu! Are you playing ball!"
Brother Yu. This name is really popular today, and both familiar and unfamiliar faces in the class are looking at this subconsciously.
Fortunately, Song Yu had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, and replied, "Tired, don't go."
Ma Xiaoding has never treated him like a porcelain doll since the last time he saw him beating someone. He was surprised and asked: "Ah, you are tired after running two laps down the stairs? But the teacher won't let us go back to the classroom, don't you? What are you going to do to play?"
Song Yu drooped his eyelids and asked, "Can't you study only in the classroom?"
Ma Xiaoding: "..."
What else can Ma Xiaoding say except: "Wow! Brother Yu is a bully!"
Brother Yu is really the most enthusiastic student he has ever seen to show off his character.
He was confused, how come he is also a scholar, and thanks to God, he never said a word about learning
Thank God you are a fake.
Look at our brother Yu.
Song Yu tilted his head and pulled Xie Sui's sleeve: "Let's go, let's study."
Xie Sui looked at him funny: "how to learn?"
"Find a shady place to sit down, and I will test you Qinyuanchun Changsha."
Xie Sui retracted his hand and smiled lightly: "That's fine."
Can't afford to lose this person.
Song Yu just wanted to criticize him righteously.
Suddenly Xi Bowen ran over from the other side, the little nerd blushed with anger, and said to Ma Xiaoding from a distance, "Brother Ma! The stadium we already occupied has been robbed!"
Although Xi Bowen looks like the kind of kid who reads hard, he is surprisingly devoted and fond of basketball.
Because I didn't know who I heard when I was a child, playing basketball can grow taller, so I went to high school.
After class, he and Ma Xiaoding rushed out of the stadium that the crowd had grabbed, and were snatched away by the horizontal knife, which made him aggrieved half to death.
Taking off his glasses, Xi Bowen was so angry: "The group of people from the twenty-fifth class in high school! They are just robbers! They are unreasonable! I said we arrived first, but they even asked if they had written their names. If they did not, they belonged to them! Convince to fight!"
Ma Xiaoding's eyes widened, he couldn't bear it anymore, he rolled up his sleeves and scolded: "My day! I've been a school bully for so many years in junior high school, and I still fake him! Hit him!"
Before he left, he thought that Song Yu was still watching, he stepped back a few words, and did not forget to report to Song Yu: "Brother Yu, I'm going to preside over justice."
"… "
Song Yu had disgust written everywhere from his eyes to his expression.
The face is that of the kind of good students who study hard, and the typical disdain and contempt for the bad students who make trouble.
No help, Ma Xiaoding, you went to Hammer High School.
Xi Bowen was very angry, but he just wanted to vent. Seeing that Ma Xiaoding was really going to fight, his expression was slightly stunned, and he immediately said, "Don't, don't, don't let it go. Brother Ma, I think we should change the venue. Class 25, it's not easy to mess with. ."
Ma Xiaoding: "What's not to mess with!"
Xi Bowen said anxiously: "There is Chen Zhijie in the twenty-fifth class of senior high school, the current school bully of No. 1 Middle School. He seems like a thorn in a fight. Let's not mess with him."
Ma Xiaoding: "..."
Ma Xiaoding suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Who are you talking about?"
Xi Bowen thought he didn't know him, so he was so anxious and incoherent: "Just Chen Zhijie! Now the school bully of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, Chen Zhijie! The one who dropped people out of school last semester. I heard that he had a black belt in taekwondo and also learned martial arts. Fighting with real knives, the kind that hits people's heads with bricks, fights with him will cause accidents. Brother Ma, let's endure it, and endure it for a while."
Ma Xiaoding: "..."
Ma Xiaoding: "..."
Chen Zhijie
Just the last time the billiard room pretended not to be beaten in the face, hiding behind a plaid shirt without saying a word, pretending to be dead
Ma Xiaoding's fear of a lieutenant colonel had long since disappeared. But his younger brothers are all distributed in other classes, and now there is only Xi Bowen, and Xi Bowen looks like a weak chicken.
There seems to be a lot of people on Chen Zhijie's side.
More enemies with less.
hiss. A little overhang.
Ma Xiaoding felt guilty and stopped. After thinking for a while, Ma Xiaoding looked back at Song Yu pitifully, and felt wronged: "Brother Yu, I was bullied."
Song Yu, who was watching everything, smiled and said, "Oh, it's good."
A delinquent boy like Ma Xiaoding should be beaten up, he should give up martial arts and follow the text, and study hard.
Xi Bowen was stunned, "No, Ma, how do you talk to Brother Yu in such a tone? Brother Yu is studying, and he doesn't know how to fight. You still want him to give you a head start? Isn't that hurting Brother Yu?"
Ma Xiaoding gave him a pitying look, not wanting to explain too much.
He tilted his head and continued to betray Song Yu reluctantly, and moved it with affection and reason.
"Brother Yu, I was wrong. It's not about me being bullied at all, it's about the dignity of our group."
"If you want to grab a good stadium, you can grab it. It's too disrespectful to our team!"
"Brother Yu! Let's have a sense of class honor!"
Song Yu tilted his head and asked Xie Sui: "Don't recite Qinyuanchun Changsha, you teach me Newton's third law."
Xie Sui smiled: "Do you want to teach the first and second laws first?"
Ma Xiaoding was afraid that the two of them would leave first, so he was about to cry and shameless.
Song Yu: "..."
Xi Bowen was full of question marks: "Why don't you slip?"
They were noisy here for a long time, but in fact, many people in the first group did not go far, and quietly observed in secret.
The girls whispered.
"What happened?"
"It seems that the stadium was robbed."
"The twenty-fifth class of high school grabbed it, Chen Zhijie's group."
"Ah? Chen Zhijie? Just the sophomore in high school?"
"What grade boss, he is a school bully."
"hiss-"
School bully, boss, so he is the only one in the whole school who wants to study hard
Song Yu was desperate for the environment around him. Ma Xiaoding frowned and frowned, "Is it enough?"
Ma Xiaoding blinked, very pitiful.
This scene made all Xi Bo literati look stupid.
Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his head and said to Xie Sui, "Wait, I'll preside over justice first."
Xie Sui smiled, "Okay." Yu Yu is really just.
The basketball court is next to the playground.
This year's physical education class, several classes are held together, from the first year to the third year of high school, and there are many people.
The name of Xie Sui from the first class of high school has long been popular in the middle school, and many senior sisters stand on the sports stand just to see him.
With Xi Bowen leading the way, Ma Xiaoding walked ahead, horizontally like a crab.
Seeing Ma Xiaoding's walking posture on the street where he could be pulled out and beaten, Song Yu couldn't bear it any longer: "He made me look like I was going to fight in front of him."
Xie Sui laughed and said, "Didn't you just go to fight?"
Song Yu's eyes widened slightly: "I'm here to reason, okay? First come, first come, it's a matter of courtesy. Why do things that can be solved by reasoning? Civilized society understands?"
Xie Sui listened quietly without refuting.
Song Yu thought about it for a while, and was a little dissatisfied: "So, in your eyes, I am the kind of bad boy who only fights?"
Xie Sui made him addicted. He lowered his eyes and smiled: "No, you still call."
Song Yu stared at him blankly.
"Oh."
Who am I calling for
The smart, cute, kindness that you praised in the morning are all fed to the dog
Xie Sui was originally a man of the limelight. In addition to Song Yu's unknown identity, the sound of movement here attracted a lot of attention. Everyone on the playground quietly approached here, with the basketball court as the center.
A group of people from the twenty-fifth high school class just came out of the equipment room with the ball, but Chen Zhijie was not the leader.
It was a big man they hadn't seen that day.
Ma Xiaoding's tone was very aggressive: "Isn't it because of persuasion? We are here, fight. Where's your boss, and Chen Zhijie, are you going to be a tortoise?"
Song Yu pulled his shoulders behind him, his face ashen, and dragged him back.
Ma Xiaoding: "Eh, Brother Yu, what are you doing? I haven't finished my harsh words yet."
Song Yu ignored him, his expression recovered, and his demeanor was very polite: "This classmate..." We can talk about the ownership of the stadium.
It's just that he didn't finish what he said, the big man was already holding the ball and sneered, triumphantly: "Chen Zhijie? Yesterday, I abdicated, my brain flooded and I suddenly started to study, and my hair was dyed back. Now the school bully of No. 1 Middle School is me. Now, I'm the boss of the fifteenth class, Gao Feng!"
Song Yu gritted his teeth and continued to say plainly, "... This court was occupied by our class first."
Gao Feng wiped his nose with his thumb and smiled coldly: "Fight! Come on! Today is the day when I make a name for myself! After today, the whole school must know their school bully, change, person, change!"
Song Yu took a deep breath: "...We should pay attention to first-come-first-arrival in our life and work, so can we all take a step back."
Gao Feng said to himself: "Brothers! Show your weapons!"
Song Yu shut up and looked at him coldly.
The air became tense in an instant.
Ma Xiaoding shivered behind him, looking at Gao Feng like a strong man who sacrificed his life to bomb a bunker.
Gao Feng found that the atmosphere was not right, and finally turned his attention to Song Yu. Seeing his delicate and weak appearance, he smiled disdainfully: "What the hell did you just talk about? Do you want to say that you came first and let us step aside? ? Yo, you see you shouting to the basketball court, does he answer?"
Ma Xiaoding looked sad and regretful.
Dude you're playing with fire, oh no, you're playing with your life.
Xi Bowen couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't understand why Ma bro brought over Yu ge who was so quiet and just wanted to learn.
Song Yu cleaned up his emotions.
Oh shit.
This reasoning can't go on.
He exhaled, looked at Gao Feng, and smiled.
"I don't know if it should be, but I know that when I call your son, you should answer it if you shouldn't."
Gao Feng widened his eyes.
Song Yu moved his wrist and said in a cold tone, "No, I'll hit you."