Peach Fortune Ring

"Peach Luck God Ring" Author: Not a Mosquito

The god ring is in hand, I have the beauty.Song Yan, a high school student, has undergone earth-shaking changes in his life since he got a ring. The high-cold school girl, the beautiful teacher, the charming boss lady, and the violent police girl broke into his life one by one.For this reason, Song Yan was very distressed. Facing so many beauties, should he accept it, accept it, or accept it?

Chapter 1 Ring from Heaven

"Is that Song Yan? Please, Mr. Xue, come with us!" Song Yan had just walked out of the classroom when two tall boys walked up to him and said to him with their heads held high.

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, the so-called Young Master Xue should be one of the four villains in the school, and he didn't seem to have any contact with him, why did he ask him?

"What are you dawdling about, go away!" Seeing him in a daze, one of the boys pushed him dissatisfied.

"Okay, I'll go with you now." Song Yan seemed to nod submissively, and followed behind the two tall boys.

In the grove next to the school playground, a boy with long hair stood with his hands in his trouser pockets and his back to Song Yan. The two students who sandwiched Song Yan respectfully said to him: "Young Master Xue, we Bring this kid."

The long-haired boy turned around slowly, his eyes were sharp, and there was a bit of arrogance between his brows. Suddenly, a playful look appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his index finger and ticked him: "Song Yan, I know why I called you here here?"

Song Yan shook his head suspiciously: "I don't know."

The corner of Xue Yuancheng's mouth became more playful: "Slap yourself twice first, and then I'll tell you what's going on."

Hearing this, Song Yan's face changed slightly, and a chill flashed in his eyes. He has always kept a low profile in school, which doesn't mean he can be bullied.

"Young Master Xue, I ask myself that I haven't offended you, is it too much for you to do this?"

"So what if it's too much?" Xue Yuancheng curled his lips in disdain: "For a poor asshole like you, I can kill a lot of people with one finger. I slapped myself twice just now. Now, I have changed my mind and knelt down." Slapping myself ten times is a reward for talking back to you."

Song Yan stood there without moving, but anger flashed in his eyes, this Xue Yuancheng was simply too deceptive.

"Damn it, Young Master Xue asked you to kneel down, and you're still standing up and messing around!" A servant of Xue Yuancheng cursed and kicked Song Yan's calf, intending to kick him to the ground.

Fed up!

Song Yan was angry, and took a step forward to avoid the opponent's attack, staring at him coldly: "Don't force me!"

"Hehe! You still dare to hide, you're so brave!" Wang Fei said jokingly, and rushed towards Song Yan, raised his hand and slapped him.

Xue Yuancheng put his hands back into his trouser pockets and looked at the scene with a smile. His two servants are both good fighters. Since Song Yan doesn't know how to play, let him suffer more.

Another follower also stood there without moving. In his opinion, Wang Fei alone was more than enough to deal with Song Yan.

Seeing that Wang Fei's palm was about to land on Song Yan's cheek, Song Yan suddenly took a step back to avoid Wang Fei's palm, and then he slapped him neatly, hitting the other person's cheek.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and clean slap sounded, and then Wang Fei staggered back a few steps, staring at Song Yan with disbelief. He didn't expect that Song Yan not only dared to fight back, but also gave him a slap in the face. hand.

The burning pain on his cheek made him annoyed and annoyed, and his eyes were even faintly red: "Scrap, I'm going to kill you!"

So, roaring, Wang Fei rushed towards Song Yan again, swung his right arm out, and went straight to Song Yan's cheek.

Seeing this, Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and kicked suddenly.

"boom!"

Wang Fei, who was kicked in the lower abdomen, flew away and fell two meters away.

"Trash, you can't even clean up a poor woman, you two go together!" Xue Yuancheng shouted coldly.

Another follower helped Wang Fei up, stared at Song Yan with an unfriendly expression, and then rushed towards him from left to right.

One punch still hit Song Yan on the cheek, but the other kicked viciously between his legs.

"court death!"

Song Yan drank lightly, flew out, and came straight to the middle of the two, his two arms were whipped out like two whips.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two boys whose chests were hit by his arm staggered back, then fell to the ground, rubbing their chests, feeling a little out of breath, looking at Song Yan with a little more fear.

Song Yan turned his head, stared coldly at Xue Yuancheng who looked slightly panicked, and walked towards him.

"Stop, don't come over!" Xue Yuancheng shouted.

But Song Yan ignored him, and then, he walked up to Xue Yuancheng, grabbed him by the neck, and slapped Xue Yuancheng's face hard twice.

Let go of Xue Yuancheng, Song Yan took two steps back, stared at him and asked, "Say, why are you bothering me?"

"You dare to hit me! Do you know who I am?" Xue Yuancheng didn't answer Song Yan, but stared at him resentfully.

Suddenly, Song Yan stepped forward, clasped Xue Yuancheng's neck again, and slapped him several times, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and asked: "Xue Yuancheng, don't challenge my patience, say, why are you looking for me?" trouble!"

Seeing Song Yan's beast-like eyes, Xue Yuancheng couldn't help but feel fear in his heart: "It's... because of Xiang Feifei!"

Hearing this name, Song Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Xue Yuancheng to stand up for Xiang Feifei. A woman in a long white dress with a temperament as pure as a lotus flower flashed in his mind.

Xiang Feifei, the temperamental female school girl of Shengye Middle School, she is an art examinee and rarely comes to school, even so, there are many boys who admire her.

Song Yan still remembered that at the New Year's Eve party of Shengye Middle School last year, Xiang Feifei played a piece of Guzheng music in a white dress. Her elegant and cold appearance was like a fairy walking out of a painting. That night, she almost conquered Everyone present also left an extremely deep impression on him.

When he went downstairs yesterday, he accidentally knocked Xiang Feifei down. It seems that Xue Yuancheng stood up for Xiang Feifei for this matter.

"Did Xiang Feifei ask you to come?" Song Yanxia looked at Xue Yuancheng and asked.

"No, no, I came here by myself. Xiang Feifei doesn't know about it."

Song Yan smiled, and let go of Xue Yuancheng: "Remember, don't provoke me in the future if you have nothing to do!"

After speaking, Song Yan turned around and left. Xue Yuancheng was a rich second generation, so a group of students gathered around him, but he didn't take him seriously.

Seeing Song Yan who left arrogantly, Xue Yuancheng almost gritted his teeth.

Holy Night Middle School, Class [-], Grade [-].

Class teacher Yan Weimin walked into the classroom with anger on his face, and put the textbooks heavily on the desk. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the classroom became tense.

Yan Weimin's eyes fell on a tall boy sleeping on the desk in the last row of the classroom. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he said coldly:

"Song Yan, stand up!"

Song Yan stood up from his seat, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Yan Weimin blankly and said, "Mr. Yan, what do you want?"

Seeing Song Yan's appearance, Yan Weimin couldn't help but get angry, and shouted angrily: "I still want to ask you what's the matter, why did you fight, the teachers from the third class came to the door, your grades are so poor It’s just a hindrance for the whole class, and now you are ruining the class’s reputation, I think you are becoming more and more hopeless.”

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately understood that Xue Yuancheng should have complained to the teacher, and he underestimated Xue Yuancheng in his heart.

"Song Yan!!"