Has the male lead overturned today?

The three immediately surrounded him and approached Lu Fan step by step. Lu Fan's expression was cold and he did not move.Pang Hu walked up to him, waved his hands to make the two younger brothers stop, his eyes were smug.

"Are you afraid? Come and let me tell you, you just need to kneel down and kowtow to me three times. If you see me and call Brother Hu, I will let you go. How about it?"

Lu Fan's eyes were impatient, and Pang Hu felt that he had lost his position. He stretched out his chubby finger to Lu Fan: "Your surname is Lu, don't you have anything to say to Master Hu?"

Saying that Pang Hu's fat hand was about to greet Lu Fan's left cheek, Lu Fan didn't move at all until Pang Hu's hand was close to touching him, and the young man leaned back nimbly and avoided it.

Pang Hu stared at his eyes angrily: "You are looking for death! Grandpa gave you face!" With a wave of his hand, he asked the two brothers to go up together.

The three of them thought they had the upper hand, but when the three of them shot at the same time, Lu Fan always avoided their moves. Turning around, Lu Fan hooked his hand back and grabbed someone's arm without looking at it. Pulling the person and pushing him forward, Pang Hu and the other person's fists hit their own.

The short and thin boy let out an unbearable cry of pain, and then Lu Fan's fist hit him, and he realized that compared with Lu Fan's fist, the few times he was accidentally injured by his companion in front of him were nothing at all.

Lu Fan is thin, with well-defined joints, and his fists are fast and hard.

In the four-person melee, Pang Hu gradually gained the upper hand even though there were many people. Finally, he turned his head to look at the wooden stick thrown in the corner, pushed the two younger brothers towards Lu Fan, turned around and rushed to pick up the stick.

He had no time to pay attention to the cries of pain coming from behind him. Just as he bent down and touched the stick, Pang Hu was just about to grin when his butt hurt, and Lu Fan kicked him to the ground and fell to the ground. Dog eats shit.

Lu Fan continued to walk over, and Pang Hu was so scared that he stuffed his whole body into a corner, but there was no place to stuff his body, and finally he covered his head with his hands and dared not look into Lu Fan's eyes.

Kicking the wooden stick next to his feet, Lu Fan stepped on it, "Didn't you just ask me what I wanted to say? Fat Tiger, you should lose weight."

After the words were finished, Lu Fan put his hands in his pockets, and he gently pressed one end of the wooden stick under his feet. After he let it go suddenly, the wooden stick bounced in the air, and Lu Fan walked towards the entrance of the alley without looking back.

The wooden stick drew an arc in the air, and then knocked on the stunned fat tiger's stomach, and finally was ejected by the fat on the belly, rolled on the ground a few times, and waited until Lu Fan came out of the alley, Pang Hu Immediately stood up, "My name is Pang Hu, not Fat Hu!"

The challenge from the former school bully to the new school bully ended with the defeat of the previous school bully.

At the entrance of the alley, there were people who heard the movement just now and came to see it. They only had time to come over and looked into the alley cautiously, only to see three embarrassed young men cursing.

Lu Fan took a few steps forward, turned his head, and looked at Shi Yifan who was following behind him.

I've been following him since he came out of the alley.

Lu Fan had an indifferent face, Shi Yifan saw him turn around, and nervously handed him a bottle of drink: "Brother Fan, I'll treat you to a drink."

Shi Yifan came back from dinner and found that Lu Fan was surrounded by Fat Tiger and the others in the alley. Shi Yifan didn't know how to fight. It was put down.

He probed frequently before, Lu Fan was not blind, he had already seen it.

Lu Fan: "Why were you standing there?"

Shi Yifan smiled, and followed Lu Fan forward: "I was afraid that you would suffer, after all, Fat Tiger..." Shi Yifan was happy when he mentioned this name, just like the cartoon of the rotten country, the owner of this name always loves to bully the weak , "He used to bully people because of his body. As long as there are people squatting in this alley, no one dares to pass."

Lu Fan turned his head: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Shi Yifan: "I'm afraid, but I still want to follow you, Brother Fan, it's the next class, I'll hang out with you."

It is not without reason that Shi Yifan wants to follow Lu Fan. The reputation of Lu Fan in the [-]th Middle School is so resounding that there is no other person who can match him. The one I remember most is the National Math Olympiad in Junior High School, the winner of the prize in the entire city of C. There are many, second prize and third prize, each school can catch a few, only first prize, only two in the city.

One of them was Lu Fan, and the other person was unknown to the Immortal Nineteenth Middle School. At that time, I only heard that he was a child in the second year of junior high school, one level lower than them.

Although Shi Yifan doesn't know why, Lu Fan seems to be a different person now, and he doesn't seem to study hard anymore, because the meaning of the existence of the noble class means that the grades are at the bottom of the crane. In their class, the rest are evenly distributed in several ordinary classes, trying to keep a distance from the noble class at all times.

Lu Fan didn't speak, but Shi Yifan understood that he acquiesced that he could hang out with him, so Shi Yifan, who had already finished his meal, had another meal with Lu Fan.

Finally, looking at the people who said they had already eaten, but ate more than themselves, Lu Fan was a little funny: "Have you really eaten?"

Shi Yifan hiccupped and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, my mother said that I'm growing up, so it's okay to eat more."

When it was time to pay the bill, Shi Yifan wanted to rush to pay the bill, but Lu Fan glanced at him, and the child stopped. Lu Fan handed over his card, "It's your first day with me, it's a celebration."

Shi Yifan was so happy that he almost couldn't get over it, who doesn't have an idol of a top student, even though this top student is not that kind of thing now, for Shi Yifan, just being close to Lu Fan is enough to make him excited.

In the third year of senior high school, there is a rule for self-study in the evening, and the requirements for noble classes are not so strict. Shi Yifan asked Lu Fan if he would go back to the classroom. Lu Fan took out his lighter, lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. I didn’t smoke much anymore, looking at the ashes piled up, I shook my hands to shake them off.

As they walked, the street lights came on, and Lu Fan said, "I won't go, I'll go back to the dormitory."

Shi Yifan heard, "Do you want to live in a dormitory? Then I will apply for one tomorrow. Brother Yang also lives in a dormitory. I usually play well with him and we can chat well. The three of us live in a dormitory together."

Lu Fan didn't speak. Although he slept all day, he also knew that there was a person named Yang Ziran in the class, because he had just entered the class when he heard someone shouting at the door: "Yang Ziran, your girlfriend is here to find you."

"Come on." This was Yang Ziran's response. At that time, because he heard the voice, Lu Fan turned his head and took a look.

The first feeling is good or bad, and Lu Fan's tone can't hear the emotion: "Whatever."

Lu Fan went back to the dormitory first. He looked at the room. He hadn’t lived in it for a long time, and there was a lot of dust. There were also some small items left by the people in front. He went back to the door and picked up the one that was just hanging on the doorknob. The leaflet of the school art festival was unfolded and spread on the table. With a clean place, Lu Fan took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves to prepare for a simple tidying up.

Suddenly glanced at the dormitory and found nothing.

He didn't close the door when he came in, he opened the window to allow the air to circulate, but he couldn't do anything, when someone knocked on the door, Yang Ziran stood at the door, leaning against the door: "Hello, Yang Ziran."

Lu Fan is more concise: "Lu Fan."

Originally, Yang Ziran just wanted to say hello, and went back to the dormitory to change his clothes. He just came back from the bar after his shift. His clothes were full of alcohol and tobacco, but seeing that Lu Fan's room was empty, he asked a lot, "I need help. ?"

Lu Fan looked at him and was not polite: "Of course."

Yang Ziran came to school by himself, and lived alone in the dormitory. He usually packs his things by himself. He didn’t know how to do it before, but he learned it after living in the house. He opened the door and looked at it first, and said to Lu Fan, “Wipe what needs to be wiped first. Once, and then sweep again," turned around and went into the bathroom, and came out again after a while.

"No rags, no towels, no brooms and mops." Yang Ziran glanced at Lu Fan's room again, it's ok, he didn't even have a suitcase, "Where's your luggage?"

Lu Fan: "No."

Yang Ziran: "..."

One minute later, Yang Ziran came over with a bunch of tools from his dormitory, and casually threw a rag to Lu Fan. He didn't seem to feel anything terrible about the person who stirred up the situation on the first day he transferred, "Wipe you should always I will, right?"

Lu Fan: "It's not mentally retarded." In his opinion, mobility is a matter of whether you want to do it, not whether you can do it.

Half an hour later, Lu Fan's dormitory looked brand new, but it was deserted and pitiful. Yang Ziran dragged out a chair and spread himself out on it, "I'm serious, I've never cleaned my room so carefully before."

Lu Fan gave a rare smile: "Thank you."

Yang Ziran became interested, and looked at Lu Fan seriously: "To be honest, you look different from the rumors outside."

Lu Fan probably remembered what he was going to buy for a while in his mind, and was about to go to the supermarket. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at the other party, "Oh?"

Yang Ziran: "Honestly speaking, I'm pretty good at seeing people."

Lu Fan: "Seriously, is this your mantra?"

After speaking, the two laughed together. It is difficult for teenage boys to build friendship, but it seems not so difficult. Lu Fan suddenly felt that the decision to move out of the house was really the right one.

The two were about to go out when Shi Yifan came in from the outside and scratched his head: "Brother Fan, I'm going to study by myself next night. How is your room? Is there anything I can do to help? Hey, Brother Yang, why are you here too?" ?”

Yang Ziran came over, Lu Fan followed behind, and the two walked up to Shi Yifan, Yang Ziran hooked Shi Yifan's neck with his hands very naturally, and walked out with his arms around him, "You didn't send me a text message saying that we will follow Brother Fan in the future." mix?"

Shi Yifan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, what are we going to do? Eat supper?"

Lu Fan locked the door and followed, sneered, "What do you belong to? Are you eating or thinking about eating?"

Yang Ziran also laughed, and snapped his fingers on Shi Yifan's head: "Young man, you have been expropriated. Let's go to the supermarket now. Brother Fan needs to buy daily necessities."

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Lu Fan (four voices): I have a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, do you believe it?