Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Xi pushed open the glass door of Juxing Internet Cafe and walked in.

There was a lot of people inside, and a group of Internet addicted teenagers gathered in front of the monitor to watch the game.

The uncle on duty was smoking a cigarette and watching the live broadcast. When he heard the movement, he looked up with a look of surprise, which then turned into surprise.

"Xiao Meng? It's been a long time since I saw you, right?"

The boss smiled and said, "I thought you wouldn't come to play. So today is still the old box?"

"Where did Uncle Zheng say that?"

After all, they are old acquaintances. Meng Xi exchanged a few words, "Isn't I going to school recently? I'll come back to play games with you next time. I'm here to find someone today."

The two chatted for a few more words, Meng Xi took a bag of chocolates from Uncle Zheng, put it in his pocket and walked to the elevator.

The upper floor of Juxing Internet Cafe is a small KTV, and then it changes its layout and becomes a billiard bar; a few floors further up is a hotel.

After one-stop service, this building is a paradise for fun teenagers.

With a ding-dong sound, Meng Xi stepped out of the elevator door.

There are not many customers in the billiards bar now, only a few teenagers playing poker around an ordinary table, and a few others standing aside and watching.Each mobile phone opens the payment code, and those who lose money have to scan other people's codes.

When Meng Xi arrived, the game had just ended, and several people erupted into cries of joy and regret, and the reminder to collect the money was endless.

Immediately afterwards, there were complaints, jokes, card wrestling, and bad debts. The voices mixed together, and the empty billiard hall was filled with dozens of people.

"Is it a man? Can you afford to lose the money?"

One of them, Xiaopingtou, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, had a beaming face and criticized the losers. He caught a glimpse of a shadow from the corner of his eyes, and was stunned for a moment, then pushed the people around him hard, and shouted in surprise: " Boss is here!!"

The effect was the same as the explosion. A group of boys who were sitting crookedly just now stood up instantly when they heard the words, and swarmed over, yelling:

"Boss! When did you come? Why didn't you tell us?"

"That's it."

"Brother Chen, do you still have beer? Open a bottle for the boss."

Meng Xi's head was about to ache from their quarrel, and he quickly stretched out his arms to block them, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't get so close to me."

On his outstretched finger, a black full-fingered glove was put on.

When the teenagers saw this glove, they didn't dare to go forward.

They looked at each other twice, and finally their eyes fell on Zhang Zhifeng.

Zhang Zhifeng is tall and strong, even if he has great strength, he is 1.9 meters tall, which can be said to be the best.Generally, as long as you stand there during a fight, most of the other people's psychological defenses will be broken.

Not to mention that Zhang Zhifeng's parents are mining bosses, their family is rich but they don't pay much attention to studying, and they are very rich when they go out to play, so this group of people has always followed his example.

Until they met a teenager wearing black gloves in summer.

At that time, Zhang Zhifeng fell in love with a girl from the health school, and asked that girl if she didn't have a boyfriend before chasing her.

He asked for warmth for several days, but the little girl was ungrateful, not only rejected him outright, but also told him that she belonged to her.

Zhang Zhifeng felt lost for a while, and after inquiring around, he found out that the girl liked Meng Xi from No. [-] Middle School.

It is said that when she was in junior high school, the girl confessed to Meng Xi many times in public, but every time Meng Xi mercilessly rejected her face to face.

After Zhang Zhifeng heard this, he was furious. He didn't expect that it would be fine if the boy didn't agree. Couldn't he find a chance to refuse politely behind his back?He insisted on humiliating the little girl in public.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he simply picked a day and invited a large group of brothers to block people at the intersection where Meng Xi came home.

What happened next, like the lines on a disc, was deeply engraved into the minds of these teenagers, and they will never forget it for a lifetime.

They were blocked for more than half an hour, and finally saw Meng Xi.

Xiaobailian is not very tall, about 1.7 meters five, Zhang Zhifeng stood in front of him, and the people behind him could not see him.

Meng Xi held a stalemate with them for a long time. Seeing that they had no intention of taking a step back, he took off the strap of the schoolbag on his back and lazily carried it in his hand.

"It sounds like you have to fight today?"

He touched his glove suddenly and raised his head to ask.

Zhang Zhifeng keenly noticed that Da Xia's little fair face was still wearing full-finger gloves, isn't he afraid of the heat?

But he didn't think much about it at the time, and frowned and said: "I don't think you can punch me with your small body. If you are afraid, that's okay. I want you to go to Ye Tong's school and apologize to her face to face."

"You said you were young, ignorant, blind, and shouldn't hurt a girl's heart. Now that you've repented, roll over and kneel and beg her for forgiveness."

His tone became heavier, "As many times as she has confessed to you, you can apologize to me as many times as you want. If you dare to say less, don't blame me for being rude."

"It turned out to be Ye Tong."

Meng Xi smiled nonchalantly when he heard the words, "I thought you came here to seek revenge, but I didn't expect you to be an infatuated species?"

As soon as Zhang Zhifeng heard the three words of infatuation, a trace of heat burst out of Zhang Zhifeng's dark skin.

"Where are so many nonsense!" He shouted loudly, "You can choose for yourself, whether to go or not?"

"I'm so sorry."

Meng Xi tossed the schoolbag casually, and the schoolbag rolled half a circle and fell to the ground.

He sneered, "Ye Tong? Is she worthy for me to apologize to her?"

Zhang Zhifeng flew into a rage immediately, but saw the young man in front of him striding towards him, and before he could speak, he had already taken off the black fingertips on his hands.

He was stunned.

Under the slanting rays of the setting sun, Meng Xi raised his arms and brought a light gust of wind.

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly opened his eyes wide, and yelled in his heart that something was wrong——

However, he didn't feel strong hostility, only a cool and icy touch left on his forehead.

Meng Xi's fingertips lightly landed on the center of his eyebrows, and they were instantly separated.

He can't touch it for too long, otherwise something will happen.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing where he came from.

"I'm rushing home for dinner today, so I don't care about you."

Meng Xi withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice, "Please tell Ye Tong for me that my account with her has not been settled. If she feels that her life is too chic, I don't mind finding something for her to do."

Zhang Zhifeng slowly opened his eyes wide.

He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but his arms were limp, his legs were limp, and the outrageous anger towards Meng Xi just now seemed to have been shot down with a syringe and all of them had been drawn away.

He stepped back involuntarily, and fell to the ground by himself.

Meng Xi looked at him for a long time, guessing that his anger and his ability just offset each other, so he said, "Get lost."

After saying this, he picked up his schoolbag, carried it on his back and walked away.

Zhang Zhifeng sat on the ground, the brothers came to help him, and asked him what happened just now.

Yet he didn't know it himself.

That's all that happened that day.

After that, Zhang Zhifeng seemed to have changed his temper, not only ignored Ye Tong, but also chased after Meng Xi and said that he would recognize him as a buddy.

The brothers were bewildered as to what he was having.

This matter was spread by word of mouth, and after discussing it for a month or two, everyone agreed that Meng Xi might have studied under a master outside the world, and had learned acupressure or qigong, or very powerful kung fu.

And that black glove is his tool to suppress his nature.

Otherwise, Zhang Zhifeng's 1.9-meter tall man, why would he suddenly sit down with his finger? ?

Thinking of the scene at that time, this group of middle school teenagers suddenly felt a surge of enthusiasm in their chests, and they were inspired to follow the example of Zhang Zhifeng and follow Meng Xi.

Meng Xi doesn't want to be brothers with them?

That's okay, you can be their boss! !

So, without his knowledge, Meng Xi inexplicably added an urban rumor and a bunch of followers.

Now seeing Meng Xi's black gloves again, everyone instinctively fears, respects, and awes.

Zhang Zhifeng waved his hand, took everyone back two steps, and said, "Brother Meng, you finally came here, please sit down first. Lao Chen went to open a bottle of Coke, Brother Meng doesn't drink, you all forgot? "

Meng Xi: "...OK."

Zhang Zhifeng is such a big guy, he still calls him brother when he stands in front of him, no matter how many times he hears it, he won't get used to it.

He sat on the single sofa, and the others huddled together on the big sofa, looking like a bully from a distance.

Zhang Zhifeng opened the Coke, put it on the table and pushed it over, and asked, "What is Brother Meng doing recently?"

This distance made Meng Xi more at ease. He took the Coke and took a sip, "It's nothing, I'm just studying."

Everyone said in unison: "Study??"

Even Zhang Zhifeng was stunned for a moment.

Are you kidding, isn't the boss a scumbag like them?Why do you want to study all of a sudden? ?

They originally planned to play games with the boss to download dungeons, brush up the equipment and then stop by for a barbecue.

Is it not possible now?

After that... from now on, the boss will not fight or play with them?

The gangsters suddenly felt a sense of being isolated and dazed.

"Yeah, if you don't study hard, you won't even be able to pass the college entrance examination. By the way, I remember some of you are sophomores, right?"

As Meng Xi said, he dug out several exercise books from his bag and patted them on the glass coffee table, "Just in time, I brought some math problems and English problems, don't be idle, go downstairs and print a few copies, later Do it with me."

Punks: "..."

In the past, he wouldn't even bring his homework home.But Song Huai specifically told him to go back to do his homework yesterday, and read the books first if he didn't understand the questions, and if he didn't understand them, circle them and wait for him to talk about them after school on Monday.

What can Meng Xi do?

Of course, open the homework and do it.

A few teenagers looked at it with their heads and saw that it was full of words, and their eyes suddenly stared.

Zhang Zhifeng was also dumbfounded: "Why does Brother Meng want to study all of a sudden?"

"It's not sudden. I've always thought about it before, but I didn't have a good chance."

Meng Xi spread out his homework and said, "But after school started, I got a new deskmate with pretty good grades. He said he could help me with tutoring."

"Deskmate??"

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly felt a sense of crisis that the horse boy's position would be robbed, and asked, "Who is it? I also have a brother in the fourth middle school, maybe I still know him."

"Then you probably don't know him, he is a new transfer." Meng Xi said casually, "Song Huai, Huai from Huai River, he..."

Originally, everyone was still listening carefully, but when they heard these two words, they all turned into constipated faces.

Especially Zhang Zhifeng, his face was terribly stinky, "That Song Huai from City No. [-] Middle School?"

Meng Xi paused, "Do you know each other?"

"It's not just acquaintance?" Zhang Zhifeng ground his molars and sneered, "We still have a little festival."

A little crewman next to him interjected, "Yeah. We made an appointment with him before, and we agreed on a wheel fight, and the location was set at the entrance of the alley. But we waited for a long time that day, but no one came, and finally a police car drove over. Just took us away..."

Meng Xi was slightly taken aback.

"If you don't fight, you don't fight. Why call the police? You also pick the time when you get off work and school, and everyone is watching, which makes us lose all face."

Xiaopingtou said with righteous indignation, "Boss, you better be careful with him. That Song guy is not a good person, he's worried!"

·

Song Huai received a text message when he swiped his card to enter the community.

It was sent by his uncle, asking him if he has dinner, if not, he will go to their house to have dinner together, and today his aunt will cook.

Song Huai didn't reply, and put away the phone directly.

The house was dark and empty.

Song Huai changed into his slippers, turned on the light, and when he went to get ice water from the refrigerator, he saw two sticky notes left by his mother pasted on the refrigerator, and there were several bento boxes that could be eaten as soon as it was heated.

He took off the note and glanced at it casually.

[Your dad went to Europe for a survey last week, and mom can’t come back at noon, and she can’t go home until five or six in the afternoon, so I made a bento for you in advance. ]

[Eat early, Mom will take you to the clinic after get off work.Dr. Chen said that you haven't been for a follow-up visit for a long time, and he is a little worried about you. — love you mom]

Song Huai frowned.

Mother Song was obviously worried about her son, and called before she got off work, "Huaihuai, have you eaten yet? Dr. Chen said that the clinic closes at six o'clock, so let's go there at 06:30."

"no need."

Song Huai took a sip of ice water, and the coolness rolled down his Adam's apple.

He put down his glass and said perfunctorily, "I still have something to do."

"What's the matter with you?" Song's mother scolded him, "During the summer vacation, Dr. Chen asked you to go for a review every week. How many times did you go? It's been a long time for a month, and your illness——"

Song Huai interrupted her in a deep voice, "Mom."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about this." Song's mother sighed, very helpless, "It's not for your own good, but now I think I'm long-winded. By the way, how are you doing in the new school, nothing happened right?"

"No." Song Huai glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and didn't want to bring up this topic again, "Mom, I went to my uncle's house for dinner, and I will be back later today. I will communicate with Dr. Chen."

Ms. Song let out an ah, and before she could speak, the call was cut off by the other party.