Break that sportsman

Wei Ninghe listened to He Shan's wailing on the phone, and then looked at the sea of ​​people that were almost overwhelming the canteen.

If it weren't for the fact that today's training ended a little late, and He Shan asked the teacher to ask questions because he failed in the monthly exam and asked him to bring him food, he really wouldn't want to come to the canteen during breakfast time, a place where people follow the crowd.

"Wait for me outside. What do you want to eat?" Wei Ninghe, who couldn't bear Chu Ziyang being squeezed around, decided to take the lead. Men have to bear the hardships, and his wife can just wait and eat.

Chu Ziyang sighed. The two of them had been crowded together for so long and didn't even get through the canteen door. What else could they eat?

Just as he was about to say he wouldn't eat anymore, he heard Wei Ninghe say something.

"Why is there such a big place here? Make way for us."

When Wei Ninghe struggled to squeeze in, he realized that there was no one occupying such a big place. A few girls were fighting here. When he looked again, hey, it was still a group fight. There were surprisingly many people here today. Those who buy breakfast are all here to watch the fun.

The sense of justice suddenly came over him. Wei Ninghe walked into the fighting ring and took advantage of his strength to pull out the little girl who was being beaten. He was already hungry after training, and the noise around him made his ears hurt. At that time, he looked extremely serious: "What are you doing? You are already in high school and you are still fighting, right? When your dean comes later, he will show you to the office. If you have nothing to do, let's go eat."

The little girl who hit the attacker was a little frightened when she saw Wei Ninghe's fierce look, but the little sister accompanying her gave her some courage. When she was hesitating to refute Wei Ninghe, Wei Ninghe waved her hand, "I don't care why you guys, don't disturb me while I'm eating. Ah, it’s gone!”

After saying that, he took the little girl he had just rescued out of the fighting circle to find Chu Ziyang.

Wei Ninghe, who wanted to explain to someone and was waiting for him to buy food, looked at Chu Ziyang's half-smiling look, which was a bit baffling. When he turned around to see who the person who had just been bullied was wiping away tears, he instantly felt that he had acted bravely. It was a bit prickly: "What the hell, Li, Li Yiran?"

Li Yiran wiped her tears and looked at Wei Ninghe's surprised look and said angrily: "Yes, it's me. What, you regret it?"

"I didn't, no." In order to clear up the relationship between himself and Li Yiran, Wei Ninghe walked behind Chu Ziyang, secretly pulled Chu Ziyang, and explained: "I really didn't know it was her."

Then he said to Li Yiran: "If you are bullied, you have to go to your class teacher. Okay, let's go."

After saying that, he pulled Chu Ziyang straight to the canteen, and finally walked back after buying the meal. Wei Ninghe looked at Chu Ziyang with a somewhat worried expression, and explained in a calm voice: "I really didn't know it was her. Besides, I act bravely when I see justice." It has nothing to do with her or not, you can't accuse me wrongly." He also wanted to show off in front of his daughter-in-law, but this time it was good, and it was even a little unclear.

Chu Ziyang took a sip of the soy milk. The result was that the soy milk was full of dregs. Just like his current mood, it was crumbly! He threw the soy milk cup with a mouthful of it into the trash can, glared at Wei Ninghe sideways, and took a bite of the hamburger in anger, "What a bad fate!" Well, that Li Yiran had to love Wei Ninghe to death again, a Why do grown men always attract bees and butterflies? And that lingering woman, Li Yiran!

Wei Ninghe, who was glared at, followed Chu Ziyang obediently, "It's not your fault anyway. You haven't praised me for my bravery. I was so brave just now. Am I as handsome as you, huh?"

"Ha." Chu Ziyang, who had almost stuffed a whole hamburger into his mouth, choked and hit his chest twice after hearing what he said, "No, you are so handsome, you are so lovable, that Li Yiran must love you to death, you are a hero who saves the beauty, she pledges her life to you, you two will live in harmony!"

Wei Ninghe looked at Chu Ziyang, who had bulging cheeks and spoke more and more fiercely. He was about to spray the hamburger dregs into his face. He quickly inserted his share of hot soy milk into the straw and handed it to him. "Drink quickly." He said and patted him. With his back down smoothly, he said, "Okay, stop being so jealous, or I'll ask He Shan to beat me up, and then you heroically save the handsome guy, and the handsome guy promises you his life again, how about that?"

"You're toxic, right? You're a screenwriter on the side, right?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't want to act in a small theater with me. Anyway, brother likes you. If you don't save me, I will agree with you." When Wei Ninghe said this, he leaned towards Chu Ziyang in a pretentious manner, "Take the slave family, Uncle~"

Chu Ziyang was put off by Wei Ninghe's unconventional ideas. He pinched Wei Ninghe's cheek and said, "Serve me well, and you will be rewarded."

Li Yiran looked at the two people in front of her who were noisy and finally stuck together. Passers-by who didn't know why would definitely think that these were good friends. Although one of them was leaning on the other as if they were boneless, the good friends were sticking together. What happened closer! But unfortunately, within a radius of ten meters, she was the only one close enough to hear what these two people were saying!

ah! Li Yiran roared in her heart. She just rejected a suitor and was beaten inexplicably. Now she wanted to go back to the classroom quickly after buying food and heard shocking gossip! Or the big gossip about her crush! Oh my god, this world is crazy, right? She must have studied too hard so early that her brain was deprived of oxygen to hear Wei Ninghe say she likes Chu Ziyang!

She thought Wei Ninghe had lied to her before. She asked for information and even found out that He Shan had gone there and didn't hear who Wei Ninghe was in love with. Well, the truth was right in front of her from the beginning? Is the handsome 180+ sports student she likes a guy? !

Thinking of this, Li Yiran screamed and ran back. No, she had to cry for a while.

Wei Ninghe, who was startled by Li Yiran, moved closer to Chu Ziyang, "Damn, is she crazy?"

Chu Ziyang tilted his head and took a sip of Wei Ninghe's soy milk to calm down his shock, "You must have been beaten silly."

Wei Ninghe, who was going to attend afternoon training, looked at the little boy with acne who was a fist shorter than him standing in front of him. He narrowed his eyes, raised his chin slightly and said, "What do you want to do?"

The little boy with acne pointed at Wei Ninghe and replied with great disdain: "You're the only one meddling in other people's business, right? I'm here to trouble you. After class tomorrow night, I'll be waiting for you in the small garden in front of the science and technology building. It's up to you. No matter who you are looking for, whoever doesn’t come will be your grandson.”

"Hey, you don't sound too gentle, you're a freshman in high school?" Wei Ninghe brushed away the little boy's hand with acne, folded his arms and bent slightly, looking back without fear, "Don't regret it, kid."

After saying that, he didn't care about the expressions of the boy with acne and the faces of the people behind him, and just ran to the training ground as if nothing happened.

He didn't take it seriously, but those who were interested took it seriously. By the time Wei Ninghe came back from training, the class was already buzzing with the news that the sophomore track and field captain was going to be beaten in the small garden tomorrow night.

"Brother Ning, I have something to say." Jiang Zhou said as he handed the math paper he had finished to Wei Ninghe.

Wei Ninghe took the paper and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, it's okay."

As soon as he put down the paper, his hand was pulled by Chu Ziyang, "What's going on?"

Enjoying Chu Ziyang's massage, Wei Ninghe leaned comfortably against Chu Ziyang's arms. While replying to He Shan's message, he replied: "You are a tall kid and a little kid, you are trying to be a hero like me. Don't worry. Brother knows it well."

Jiang Zhou, who was nearby, was already used to the way the two of them got along. No matter who they were, they would all bow down to his brother Ning's long legs! It's a bit weird to say that though. He scratched his head and said to Chu Ziyang: "Don't worry, Xueba, our brother Ning is a good boy who abides by the law. He never participates in fights."

"Huh?" Chu Ziyang raised his eyebrows and looked down at Wei Ninghe's unruly handsome face. Based on what the two of them had experienced together, it really didn't match what Jiang Zhou said.

He was really worried, but Wei Ninghe behaved calmly, so he could only pinch the back of Wei Ninghe's neck and said, "You must take me with you tomorrow."

As soon as get out of class was over the next night, Chu Ziyang followed Wei Ninghe out. In addition to him, a dozen boys from the class also came out with cheers. They were all classmates who usually played well with Wei Ninghe.

When they reached the small garden, there were already many people watching the excitement, and it was a bustling place.

Chu Ziyang saw Wei Ninghe saying hello to one person and brother to another. Before he had finished seeing the world, he saw a group of people coming from a distance. They were tall, short, fat and thin, and there were enough people in a small class.

The leader was a boy with pimples on his face. He seemed to know Wei Ninghe, because before the man could finish his harsh words, Wei Ninghe clapped his hands twice and said, "Stop talking nonsense, are all the people you brought with you here?"

The boy with acne was a little surprised to be interrupted by him. He squinted at Wei Ninghe, who only had a dozen or so people here, and said mockingly: "Yes, why are you scared? You only have so many people. It's not too late to beg for mercy now."

"Ha." Wei Ninghe lowered his head and smiled, then nodded to one of the people watching the excitement, "Brother, here comes the work."

"Come on." I saw a very tall and strong boy walking out of the crowd. As he walked out, it was clear that the group of people who were leaning or sitting watching the excitement were brought by him, a group of 180+ or ​​even 190 and 200 people. The behemoth formed a circle around the people brought by the acne boy.

Yang Meng, captain of the track and field team in his senior year of high school, bent down and patted the face of the boy with acne, "Young freshman, have you figured out the situation in No. [-] Middle School? Just pretend like this. If you want to bully my track and field team members, I'll give you eight courages. Do you dare to do anything?" What?"

The little boy with acne didn't expect Wei Ninghe to have such a big background. He thought he would just break into the sports practice, so he didn't dare to say anything even if he tried to scare him. Even if Wei Ninghe found someone, he brought more than 30 people, and the crowd tactics were also difficult. To be able to take down the opponent, he took into account the sports students' clique, but he didn't expect the sports students to cling together like this! A cross-session team-up!

He looked at the dozens of tall and strong men around him and swallowed his saliva. He still wanted to struggle one-on-one, but Yang Meng said again: "Tell me, why are you causing trouble for my brother? I don't understand, so you can just You can’t leave just as you came.”

"My friend was having a conflict with someone yesterday, and he insisted on intervening. Is that embarrassing him?" The little boy with acne was still a little angry.

Wei Ninghe heard that these were the backers of the girls across from Li Yiran yesterday morning. After explaining a few words to Yang Meng, he turned to the boy with acne and said, "How many of your friends have the nerve to come to my place to bully someone?" Who the hell spoiled you?"

Seeing the fierce look of Wei Ninghe, who was different from the talkative one when they met yesterday, the boy with acne finally understood that he had kicked the iron plate. He knew that he was inferior to others, but he could bend and stretch. He immediately apologized and promised that he would not do it again. offend.

"By the way, tell your friend to be honest."