Yama's boyfriend find out

Ji Feng pointed at Lu Zhaoli who was leaning against the wall, and his eyes were delighted as if he had suddenly caught a soft persimmon. There was one who was very close to Lu Zhaoli, and when he heard what the boss said, he greeted him without saying a word.

"Yi Qian!" Li Tian was not familiar with Lu Zhaoli, so naturally his first reaction was to be worried.

"It's okay." Yi Qian looked around, and found that the lame boy had gone nowhere, and even the female ghost was gone.

Just now he was only paying attention to teaching these freshmen a lesson, he didn't pay attention to the lame boy's movements.

"Be gentle." Before Lu Zhaoli raised his hand, he heard Yi Qian's voice warning him.With his mouth pursed, he bent down to dodge to the side. The boy who was waving his fist had already hit the wall, and he immediately let out an "oops".

Just about to hug his fists, Lu Zhaoli turned around with his back to him, grabbed the boy by the collar and threw it forward——

It happened to hit the group of people, and several of them lay down directly.

Not to mention Ji Feng, even Li Tian and the others were a little dumbfounded.

"Our Fujiwara Middle School doesn't have a weightlifting department..." Li Tian murmured.

The rest except Yi Qian shook their heads together, "It seems that there is no..."

Lu Zhaoli clapped his hands and came over, standing behind Yi Qian, together with the volleyball team members, the ground was densely packed, and the strong sense of oppression made those muddy legs wilt in an instant.

Yi Qian walked over and passed his hand to the leader, Ji Feng.

"Bring it." He said lightly, his tone unquestionable.

Ji Feng probably also felt that he had hit a wall, and he was a little confused, "What are you getting?"

"cell phone!"

The mobile phone that I snatched when playing tricks on my lame classmate.

"Oh, oh, here, here!" Before Ji Feng could speak, the classmate named Ting Zi hurriedly fumbled in his pocket, but was glared at by Ji Feng, and shrank back, "Anyway, I can't beat them..."

It sounds like I'm convinced.

Yi Qian took back his mobile phone, and went to see the remaining students who were not from the school, "Where did you come from and where are you going back...Stop contacting this person in the future!" Yi Qian pointed at Ji Feng.

Those few looked at each other, with obvious hesitation in their eyes, Li Tian put Yi Qian on the shoulder, pointed at those people, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, hand them over to the dean, let their parents come over -"

He hadn't finished saying "lead the chant" before, and the group of people had already run away.

Now only Ting Zi and Ji Feng are left.

Yi Qian rubbed his nose, glanced at Lu Zhaoli, and saw a trace of complexity and doubt in his eyes.

Smiling, Yi Qian turned around and pointed to the warehouse, and said to Li Tian, ​​"Move the stools to the field, or the director will be here soon."

With an indifferent expression, Li Tian raised his chin at Ji Feng, "What about him?"

"I have something to ask him, you go first."

When Yi Qian said this, it must be because he didn't want them to know what was going on. Although they still had doubts in their hearts, they didn't gossip so much.Nodding his head, Li Tian moved the stools with them and left.

As soon as the person left, Yi Qian immediately changed his face and walked slowly towards Ji Feng, who was so frightened that the latter backed away again and again, and Tingzi even grabbed Ji Feng's shoulders and hid behind him.

Lu Zhaoli didn't leave, but he still followed Yi Qian.Ji Feng didn't know what Yi Qian wanted to do, but Lu Zhaoli knew, he reached out and grabbed Yi Qian by the collar, telling him to stop approaching Ji Feng, and said, "Don't smell it, he does smell like a ghost."

Lu Zhaoli's lips were very close to Yi Qian's ear, and the breath he exhaled stuck to the skin next to his ear.Yi Qian's heart trembled, but there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

Indeed, Lu Zhaoli also noticed that there was an unusual hostility in Ji Feng's body, which seemed to be tainted by a ghost, but it was very faint, so faint that the two of them couldn't be sure whether Ji Feng was accompanied by an evil ghost.

It seemed that we could only attack Ji Feng, Yi Qian pulled Lu Zhaoli's hand away, and asked Ji Feng in front of him: "Why did you bully that classmate just now, you have been following him since morning, right? "

Ji Feng still maintained a vigilant posture, looking at Yi Qian warily, with fear and disgust, his brows were tightly clustered, "It's none of your business..."

He originally spoke very righteous words, but seeing the cold eyes of the two, the following words seemed to be choked out.

"Did anything unusual happen around you?" Yi Qian thought for a while before asking, his tone as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

But this question is too broad, most people will be stunned for a while when asked, Ji Feng is the same, after a while he will have an expression of "You have something wrong, why are you asking this?"

Yi Qian stepped forward and grabbed Ji Feng's wrist, the latter wanted to take back his strength, but Yi Qian's force was too strong, Ting Zi cautiously stepped forward to touch Yi Qian's hand, and then retracted immediately.

"You... don't touch my brother Feng!"

He was so cowardly that Yi Qian was too embarrassed to look at him.

The sound of the microphone test on the playground came over, and Yi Qian knew that the opening ceremony was about to begin, and he still had to give a speech on stage, so he definitely couldn't delay here.

As for Ji Feng...you can't tell the school what happened today... After all, Fujiwara is really strict. If there is a fight in the school, no matter if you start a fight and then fight back, you will be punished.

Of course Yi Qian didn't want to be punished.

But he didn't want to just let him go.

Grasping Ji Feng by the collar, Yi Qian lifted him up directly, his feet were almost off the ground.

"Do you want to be expelled from Fujiwara? If so, let's go see the principal now."

Lu Zhaoli was very cooperative. He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, swiped open the screen and pressed it, and said, "Why bother, I'll just call the principal."

"Wait!" Ji Feng was carried by Yi Qian, his breathing was a little difficult, and his face was flushed.Although he wasn't very smart, he wasn't stupid enough. Yi Qian meant something in his words.

"I don't want to be expelled from school." Ji Feng stared at Yi Qian closely. When he said this, tears seemed to glisten in his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, his expression was unbearable.

Yi Qian smiled, put him down, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "That's fine, I don't care why you targeted that freshman, but there is no next time, if you don't want to drop out of school, come to volleyball for evening self-study Ministry, bring the application form."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and pointed at the pavilion behind Ji Feng who had just breathed out, "You come too."

No matter what expressions the two of them expressed, Yi Qian and Lu Zhaoli really left this time.

Yi Qian walked with his chin on his hands, pondered for a while, and then said to Lu Zhaoli on the side: "I always think that Ji Feng is a bit strange, and the little followers who follow him are so stupid, they really don't seem to be hopeless Save the dead pervert. There must be a reason for him to find trouble with that freshman... Am I overlooking something..."

"Didn't you decide to investigate him?" Lu Zhaoli said suddenly.

Yi Qian turned to look at him, and found that he followed with his trouser pockets in his face calmly, as if he was just saying something casually.

"Take your time, don't rush, let's transform him into a positive high school student first." Yi Qian turned his head and said calmly.

The opening ceremony officially began. After bombarded with speeches by various school leaders, it was finally the turn of the student leaders to speak... By the end, the students were tired of sitting, and the sports department's publicity was long overdue.

Yi Qian, as the first grader, was the first student representative to speak. His black volleyball uniform did attract the attention of many girls, but they didn't know how much fresh blood they could really absorb.

One night, Yi Qian was sitting on the volleyball court in the gymnasium, holding the application form for membership in his hand, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"How is it?" Li Tian asked him while stretching on the ground.

"You can see that the minister can't close his mouth from ear to ear. There must be more people joining the club." Xiao Fei, a second grader, lay beside him and interjected with a teasing smile.

"I said that as long as the minister stands on the stage, he will definitely attract a bunch of boys." Shen Bian over there took out a volleyball from the basket and said confidently.

Lu Zhaoli took the top application form and looked at it, and found that it happened to be Ji Feng's application form.

"He really filled it out."

The word "Ji Feng" is quite beautifully written, the font is like a little girl, and the column of the reason for application has two words, "Thank you for the invitation."

Pretending to be cold.

"It's been two nights, and I haven't seen his shadow."

Yi Qian didn't speak or was in a hurry, he put a stack of application forms on the table, and just as he was about to practice his serve, the door was opened.

Zhuo Zongfan came in first, bringing in a smell of smoke, and there were two sneaky people with their heads bowed.

"Xiaoqian, I said I was looking for you!"