The urban strengthening system dominates the whole field

Chapter 13 Progress is too fast

A nerd like Zhao Bo, how dare he say no to Qin Long, who is like a bully.

Seeing Zhao Bo taking the question, Qin Long nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao Bo is a well-known mathematician with aspirations. He represented the school in the county math competition last year.

Therefore, Qin Long was not worried about his strength at all.

"Yehong! Let's see what you can fight with me!"

Qin Long was about to leave, but saw a beautiful figure walking towards here in the distance of the playground.

"Zhang Xuewei? What is she here for?"

Qin Long frowned, and suddenly lightning flashed in his heart!

Could it be that Zhang Xuewei also came to Zhao Bo for help?

For Yehong? !

"Zhang Xuewei, you bitch!"

Qin Long's face was gloomy, but a poisonous plan was born in his mind.

If Zhao Bo gave Ye Hong the wrong answer...

Thinking of this, he said viciously to Zhao Bo: "Don't tell her that I came to look for you, did you hear me?!"

Zhao Bo's face turned pale with fright, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Qin Long immediately turned around and hid in the shadow of the classroom, leaving Zhao Bo alone in the corridor.

Class 7 of the second year of high school is located on the second floor of this teaching building, and soon heard Zhang Xuewei's footsteps going upstairs.

She had just come out of the stairs, and saw Zhao Bo standing in the corridor with a strange expression on his face, she couldn't help being taken aback for a moment.

But she didn't think about it, she just smiled and said, "Zhao Bo, I might need your help with something!"

Because of their parents' relationship, the two have known each other since childhood, and Zhang Xuewei didn't show politeness to him, and said directly: "Lend me your math textbook for a few days."

Not only Zhao Bo, but even Qin Long in the classroom couldn't help being startled when he heard this.

Why is the plot different from what you imagined?

Could it be that Ye Hong was so honest that he really wanted to read the high school textbook at night to solve the function problem?

Isn't this too blunt?

A coldness flashed in Qin Long's eyes: Even so, he still couldn't fulfill that guy's wish!

Zhao Bo didn't think too much about it, but he readily agreed to Zhang Xuewei.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go in and get the book for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked into the classroom, rummaging through math textbooks in his seat.

Zhang Xuewei, who was outside the corridor, thought she had done Ye Hong a great favor, so she couldn't help but looked at the scenery of the playground and hummed happily.

She didn't notice that there was a shadow in the classroom that quietly came behind Zhao Bo.

Qin Long slapped Zhao Bo directly on the shoulder, which made Zhao Bo tremble all over.

He snatched the math textbook from Zhao Bo directly, and asked with a sullen face: "Which page is the knowledge about that question?!"

"Pages 30 and 42..."

Qin Long directly turned to those two pages, and only heard two brushing sounds, and Qin Long tore off those two pages.

Zhao Bo opened his mouth, but dared not say anything.

Qin Long sneered, and threw the incomplete book back to Zhao Bo: "You can give it to her.

remember!Don't talk about it! "

Zhao Bo nodded again and again, Qin Long glanced at the back of Zhang Xuewei outside the classroom, smiled sinisterly, and disappeared through the back door of the classroom.

......

When Ye Hong took the math book from Zhang Xuewei, he was so excited that he blurted out: "Xuewei, may I invite you to my house for beef noodles?"

Ye Hong swears to the sky that he just wants to reward Zhang Xuewei, and he has absolutely no impure thoughts.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuewei seemed to have misunderstood something, and her whole face turned red: "Home, home?!

No, no, we're going too fast!

Ah, Hiro, that... I, I'm going home first! "

After saying that, like a gust of wind, he lowered his head and hugged his schoolbag, and fled in despair.

Ye Hong was left with a dazed face in the wind.

Eat beef noodles... is it so scary?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 14 The store is besieged!

Due to borrowing books, Yehong returned home later than usual that day.

When he just walked to the entrance of the street, he saw a group of neighbors gathered together, discussing something fiercely.

"Hey, brother Ye Xiao has offended someone, how could..."

"Could it be that someone made a mistake in the night food snack bar and came here specially to seek revenge?"

Ye Hong's mind buzzed as if struck by lightning.

Night snack brother, night food snack bar, seeking revenge... An ominous premonition occupied his head.

He immediately rushed into the crowd, grabbed one of the obese middle-aged men, and asked eagerly, "Uncle Guo, what happened to my family?!"

His surname is Guo, and he sells beef on this street. All the beef in the night market snack bar is purchased from him. Everyone usually calls him Beef Guo.

Beef Guo saw that it was Ye Hong, his complexion changed, and then he sighed: "Ah Hong, listen to uncle, don't go home yet, hide at your uncle's stall!"

How could Ye Hong listen to it? He asked word by word: "What happened?!"

"Ding! Momentum +1..."

Beef Guo never expected to feel fear in a half-grown young man.

He stared blankly at the furious Ye Hong, terrified and speechless.

"Ah Hong, what's your attitude!"

"Beef Guo is thinking about you, so don't be impulsive!"

Neighbors in the neighborhood came to Yehong one after another to dissuade him.

The more they behaved like this, the more Yehong became sure that something serious happened in his store!

Ye Hong didn't have time to inquire about the news, so he raised his legs and ran towards the night food snack bar at top speed!

"Hey! Hiro!"

Everyone couldn't hold back, so they saw Ye Hong rushing out quickly, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This kid, isn't he running a little too fast..."

While running, system prompts kept coming from Yehong's head.

"Ding! Run extremely fast, short-distance sprint ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry-level."

"Ding! Exercise your legs, leg strength +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry-level."

"Ding! Exercise breathing, lung capacity +1, current progress 110, current level: entry level."

"Ding!......"

Yehong didn't expect that a small sprint could bring so much reinforcement.

Sure enough, every breath is strengthening yourself!

But he was so concerned with the situation in the store that he had no time to pay attention to these reminders.

In less than 3 minutes, Yehong ran to the shop.

Different from the useless body that was out of breath after running a few steps in the past, after strengthening, Ye Hong's face was not red and his heart was beating, and his breathing was even.

From a distance, the whole night food and snack bar was tightly blocked by a group of big men with thick faces.

These big men are all strong and strong, with fierce eyes. This aura is not at the same level as the few gangsters Yehong met that day.

"one two Three......"

Ye Hong counted silently in his heart, there were at least six or seven big men surrounding the shop.

"Damn it, I knew I was carrying some stones with me."

However, he is not sure whether his throwing ability can deal with these big guys.

What he was more worried about at this time was the situation in the store, and the safety of his parents!

And those old customers who usually like to patronize night food and snacks, when they saw such a battle, they also hid far away and did not dare to approach.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 15 Shut me up!

Yehong adjusted his breath a few times, tried to calm himself down, and then came to the door of the store.

"I'm sorry, please step aside."

Several burly men stared ferociously, and murmured, "Today, this shop is reserved by us, so let's go and play!"

"I am the son of the owner of this shop."

"Eh?"

The big men were stunned for a moment, not thinking that Ye Hong would have any need to deceive them, so they waved their hands impatiently: "Hurry up and go in!"

Yehong walked through the suffocating crowd and entered the store.

The situation in the store at this time seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

The picture he was worried about did not happen.

In the narrow shop, a big bald man kept slapping the table: "I said what's wrong with you, today I specially brought brothers to join in the show, but you told me that the beef noodles are gone?!"

Ye Hong saw that the big man looked familiar, and then he remembered, isn't this the same big man who packed several bowls of beef noodles and left yesterday?

Opposite him, his parents, Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying, were bending over, and they kept laughing together, "My guest, actually, our son invented that bowl of noodles, and now he is the only one in the shop who can make it... ...."

"Fart!" The big man slapped the table hard, which seemed to shake the whole shop, "You two are idiots?

Based on Lao Tzu's experience in eating noodles over the years, I can guarantee that only veteran chefs who have been immersed in cooking for decades can make that kind of beef noodles! "

He stood up and said fiercely to the pale-faced Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying: "If you can't get the beef noodles like yesterday, you guys won't leave!"

"Yes! Not leaving!"

Several big men outside the door echoed in unison, making Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying tremble in fright.

But at the same time, they also saw Ye Hong standing at the door of the store, and immediately rushed over as if seeing a savior.

"My dear son! You are finally back!"

"Guest, my son is back, I'll ask him to make beef noodles for you right away!"

After finishing speaking, he repeatedly flirted with Ye Hong, indicating that people like him could not be offended, and hurried to the back kitchen to make noodles.

As for those big men, their eyes immediately focused on Ye Hong, full of suspicion.

"You really made those delicious beef noodles last night?" The bald man still had a look of disbelief.

And Ye Hong finally figured out the ins and outs, and couldn't help letting go of his raised heart.