Siheyuan's Evil Nemesis

"me..."

Cheng Jianjun looked at Su Meng and Han Chunming hesitantly, his eyes full of requests for help.

But the two of them turned their heads away and ignored him.

"Call me grandpa..."

"Cheng Jianjun, can you do this?"

"You are a grown man, but you are so fussy when doing things."

"You have to accept the loss. Everyone has heard your bet. You can't deny it."

...

Cheng Jianjun's classmates immediately turned their guns on him and began to attack him.

Everyone's face was filled with a smile of "justice".

Faced with this situation, Zhou Wu chuckled and found a chair to sit down.

He had just taken out a cigarette from his pocket, and Su Meng, who was standing beside him, was like a lackey, picking up the matchbox and striking a match.

After a moment, a wisp of cigarette smoke floated up. Zhou Wu covered his ears and said nothing. He just squinted his eyes and stared at Cheng Jianjun quietly.

"Cheng Jianjun, are you speechless? Weren't you very arrogant just now? You didn't expect to be counterattacked by my brother!"

Zhou Lan quickly walked up to Cheng Jianjun and pointed at his nose and questioned him.

After Han Chunming snickered, he came up with a stern face and said, "The men in Jianjun's city are as good as a nail when they spit."

"That's right, Cheng Jianjun, you've gone too far. We've known each other since childhood, but you insisted on doing something that would embarrass everyone. You deserve it."

Su Meng crossed his arms angrily, with a hint of anger in the corners of his eyes.

The next second, she opened her eyes slightly, as if she had thought of something, and immediately leaned over to Zhou Wu and said, "Zhou Wu, it wasn't me who wanted to cooperate with him just now. He forced me to go on stage. I want to play with you the most."

In the face of Su Meng's remarks, Zhou Wu smiled without saying anything. He was able to please both sides without delaying either side. This was very Su Meng.

If you were fooled by her superficial appearance, you would be totally wrong.

On the other side, listening to Su Meng's anxious explanation and the shouting of the crowd, Cheng Jianjun lay on the chair with a deathly pale face.

If he called him grandpa today, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of his classmates again.

The only thing we can do now is to find a way to explain it and then find a way out.

The next second, Cheng Jianjun stood up suddenly and said, "Zhou Wu and everyone else are friends. I was just joking just now to liven up the atmosphere, right? Hahaha."

"Everyone continue to drink and eat!"

Watching Cheng Jianjun gesturing and moving towards the door, Han Chunming glanced at Zhou Wu and immediately understood what he meant.

"Is it a show?"

"I don't know either! They were childhood friends."

“I don’t think so!”

...

Listening to Cheng Jianjun's explanation, a large group of students were completely confused and stared at each other in astonishment.

Cheng Jianjun, who was about to flee the scene, was frightened by a big hand on his shoulder and turned back in panic.

Han Chunming showed his white front teeth and said with a smile: "Hey, Jianjun, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"You...you...what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? We have to honor our bet. Do you think I'm just playing house with you?"

After Han Chunming finished speaking, he increased the strength of his hands instantly, causing Cheng Jianjun to suffer so much pain that he begged for mercy: "Chunming, for the sake of our friendship of more than ten years, please let me go!"

"Haha, let you go, come here."

Han Chunming ignored Cheng Jianjun's pleading and instead dragged him in front of Zhou Wu.

"We made the bet, now we apologize."

"Chunming is right. If my brother hadn't shown his skill just now, I don't know what you would have done! You want to run away now? I won't allow it."

"Zhou...Zhou Wu, do you have to go to this extent?"

Cheng Jianjun clenched his back teeth and glanced jealously at Su Meng, who was standing next to Zhou Wu like a maid.

He couldn't figure out where the little princess who was like a white swan had gone.

Why does he act like a dog as soon as he sees Zhou Wu?

He vaguely remembered that when Su Meng told him that Zhou Wu was unromantic, he said ambitiously that one day he would make Zhou Wu suffer and avenge her, Su Meng.

Now all this is simply absurd and hilarious.

Everything turned out to be his fault, and he had to bow his head and call his enemy grandpa in public.

For a moment, his originally flushed face turned blue, and then slowly turned purple.

There was a blazing fire in his eyes. He suppressed his anger, clenched his fists tightly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Master."

"Ah."

Zhou Wu laughed contemptuously and still said nothing. He just stepped lightly on the cigarette butt in front of Cheng Jianjun, as if he was stepping on an ant to death.

During the entire process, Zhou Wu didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Hey, is this how you call your grandpa at home? Tell me, is this right?" Han Chunming noticed Zhou Wusisi's anger and immediately jumped out and shouted.

"That's right, just call whoever's home."

"Besides, I still have to apologize!"

"Yes, Jianjun, you are being a little insincere."

...

Everyone realized at this moment that this was just a show. Today was just a battle without the smoke of gunpowder.

They have to take sides between the two, and standing on Zhou Wu's side is not only a righteous stance, but also provides them with another option.

So they all jumped and shouted.

"You...you are going too far."

Cheng Jianjun was filled with grief and indignation, and pointed his index finger at his former classmates and close comrades-in-arms with a trembling hand.

"Grandpa, I was wrong."

Helpless Cheng Jianjun shouted out the humiliating words in a mosquito-like voice.

At this moment, he felt as if his backbone as a man collapsed.

After the party, he would completely become the topic of conversation among his classmates.

"Chunming, was there a mosquito just now? I felt a buzz."

"Who can hear you if you speak so loudly? Cheng Jianjun, you are not sincere at all."

"That's right, Cheng Jianjun, you should be careful when apologizing!"

"Hahaha." Looking at the faces of the crowd, Cheng Jianjun's eyes were dazed. He laughed up to the sky and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Grandpa, I was wrong. Is this okay?"

"Let's go. We're tired."

Zhou Wu slowly stood up, patted his clothes a few times, and walked out without looking back.

Su Meng followed closely behind him.

Han Chunming clasped his fists to the students present and then pulled Zhou Lan away from the scene.

Everyone was about to laugh at Cheng Jianjun for his humiliation, but they found that the boy had already run away to who knows where.

...

At the entrance of the hotel, Cheng Jianjun stared at the people who were leaving on their bikes with distorted features and cursed, "Zhou Wu, I will teach you a lesson sooner or later. And that damn Han Chunming, we are from the same courtyard, and you actually helped outsiders bully me."

"Su Meng, ah Su Meng, I still love you so much, you deserve to be treated like that by Zhou Wu, you despicable thing."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Just as Cheng Jianjun was jumping up and down and cursing loudly, a cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Why is it you, Cai Xiaoli?"