Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder and said, "I understand, Sister Zhao, if the first child in our family was a boy, my father would definitely marry a second wife and have another one.

Let’s go in and block him first.”

"Jiang Jie, are you going to attack directly? Didn't you say yesterday that even top students don't like that?"

"I don't care what he likes."

The three of them blocked Li Liming on the road. The two younger brothers were very experienced and specialized in this business. They crossed their arms and said in a stern tone, "Hey! Our Sister Jiang wants to see you. Come with us."

"Just don't refuse a toast and drink the wine for punishment."

Jiang Yuan smiled crookedly and said, "Let me show you some big treasures."

Li Liming: "What are you going to do? I am from the student union!"

"I know the president of your student union. She's my sworn brother!"

The time machine couldn't bear to look at it: [Have you opened your middle school soul? I feel embarrassed for you. Why do you call your cousin your brother? Don't say you are my host in public. It's too embarrassing. ]

[Shut up, go to a few streets in Linqu City and ask who the sister is! ]

Li Liming was 'willingly' taken to the grove on campus by Sanfu and Zhaojie.

Sanfu pushed the person forward out of habit, and immediately looked at Jiang Yuan guiltily. Oh no, he accidentally forgot that he was chasing someone instead of fighting.

Li Liming staggered, and before he could stand firmly, Jiang Yuan punched him in the stomach.

Three floats: (?O?)

Sister Shen Zhao: (ΘдΘ;)?

After the beating, Jiang Yuan pulled his brothers and ran away, leaving Li Liming alone, holding his stomach in embarrassment.

The three of them ran all the way to the teaching building before stopping. The shock in Sanfu's eyes had not yet dissipated: "Jiang Jie, is love-hate relationship popular in TV dramas now?"

Sister Shen Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you asking so many questions? Sister Jiang must have her reasons for doing this."

Jiang Yuan blew her bangs: "No reason, I just think he's too ugly to be good enough for me."

Sanfu immediately smiled and said, "I think so too. Good students like them think they are arrogant just because they have some achievements. They look down on us."

Sister Shen Zhao also laughed: "Then you don't have to stand in the corner if you're not late today. No, we're beating up the student union this time, will we be penalized?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "People like him definitely hope that no one sees it more than we do. After all, his face is more important."

"Should we throw away these flowers?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at the rose with dew on it and said, "Give it to me. It would be a pity to throw it away. Just give me the next attractive male guest."

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The seating arrangement had already been written on the blackboard in the classroom. As soon as Jiang Yuan entered the classroom, the classroom immediately became quiet. She thought she was followed by her head teacher.

Looking back, no, my sister’s face is scarier than that of the head teacher?

Oops, the seat was in the last row. As soon as she found her seat and sat down, the little boy next to her started crying out of fright.

Jiang Yuan: ...Are school bullies so scary? Shouldn't a female school bully like me have a gentle and cute boy to warm and enlighten me? Or is it because he is too handsome that he is popular with both men and women?

[The kind you are talking about is a male school bully, and there will be a gentle little sister to redeem him. Unfortunately, you are a Shamatte female school bully, and the man will only worry about whether you will beat him up. ]

[Damn it, can't they use love to influence me? ]

[…Can you be a little more normal? I’m so scared.]

[I recommend you to watch some anime to improve yourself if you are bored, otherwise there will be a generation gap between you and me. ]

As expected, no teacher pulled them out for questioning today. Tsk, they are really patient. He is indeed a man who can endure and be my boyfriend for seven years.

I met him in person in the evening after school.

Li Liming was wearing a white shirt and a school uniform, looking like what a good student should be like. He looked like he deserved a beating no matter how you looked at him.

Jiang Yuan felt that this was not possible, but she had to chase him. Otherwise, how could she have a reason to beat him? She would beat him every time he refused. She should not avoid risks but beat them head on. So she blocked his way again, saying, "Hey, can't you see me? Who told you to walk so fast?"

Li Liming glared at her and quickened his pace.

Jiang Yuan started to race with him, grabbed his sleeve, and stuffed the somewhat wilted rose into his hand.

He retracted his hand and was about to throw the flowers on the ground.

"If you dare to throw it on the ground, I will come to pester you every day, and tomorrow I will bring a loud speaker to publicly confess to you."

"Are you crazy? Why are you teasing me when you obviously don't like me?"

"Beating is love, scolding is care, I love you so much."

Li Liming felt that there was no way to communicate with the madman, so he quickened his pace. He got on the bus and was relieved to find that she did not catch up with him.

Because he was too nervous, he didn't realize the rose was still in his hand until he got home, so he threw it into the trash can.

Jiang Yuan didn't go home first but went to the barber shop. She couldn't appreciate the Shamatte style. It was all because of some unreliable younger brother who had advised her that it looked fierce and unique so that others would be scared.

She cut her hair very short, and at first glance she looked a bit like a handsome boy.

After getting her hair done, she came to her own martial arts gym, looked at the golden signboard and the two-story building, and thought to herself, no wonder Li Liming wanted to borrow money from her, she was indeed a wealthy second-generation, with tens of thousands of pocket money in her card, and she was very generous to her younger brother.

She was born in a single-parent family. Her mother died when she was very young. Her father was a rough man who had no idea how to raise a child. He took her to the Jiangjiang Martial Arts School since she was a child. When she did not do well in her studies, her father would comfort her when she returned home: "It doesn't matter. You will not have to worry about food and drink when you inherit my martial arts school in the future."

If Xiao Jiang Yuan got into a fight, he would never scold her. He would just ask if she won. If not, he would ask her to practice more. How could his daughter lose?

Then the original owner went astray completely and turned into a gangster who didn't care about studying and only knew how to fight.

Jiang Sen saw Jiang Yuan and walked around her in disbelief. "Jiang Jiang, why did you cut your hair short? Didn't you always think your previous hairstyle looked better? Did you get bullied at school? Tell Dad, and Dad will bring someone to beat him up."

Jiang Yuan: ... "No, I thought that hairstyle was not good-looking, so I changed it."

"I also think your previous hairstyle didn't look good. It looks so refreshing like this now! It's easier to wash in the summer, hahahaha."

As a high school student, she should have studied hard, but she felt a little itchy when she saw the Sanda area. Jiang Sen directly invited her: "Jiang Jiang, if you want to play, just play. Don't be polite with your own stuff. Dad will practice with you."

She nodded and put on her protective gear.

Jiang Sen felt that Jiang Yuan's eyes were very different today, a little murderous, and he became interested: "Come on, Jiang Jiang, try your best and let Dad see if you have improved!"

Jiang Yuan didn't say much and started fighting with him directly.

Jiang Sen is worthy of being able to run such a large martial arts gym. His martial arts skills are full, and with his physical strength advantage, Jiang Yuan felt exhausted after ten moves, and her speed slowed down. Then Jiang Sen made a solid side kick, and she flew directly from the middle of the martial arts stage to the railing.

She was sweating profusely, and the place where she was kicked was hot. "No more fighting, let's go back to doing homework."

"Ah? Not practicing anymore? I think you've made a lot of progress, but you still need to work on your physical fitness more. Can't you finish your homework later?"

Jiang Yuan: ... "I'm already a high school student and I have a lot of homework!"

He put down his sandbag-sized fist, still unsatisfied: "Okay then."