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In the first grade, Wang Wei directly said that the two children are not only related, not only in the same school but also in the same class.

The Song family bought a piano and put it in the living room. Father Song, who likes art, enrolled Song Vatican in piano lessons. Every night Wei Jingjue could hear the sound of playing the piano intermittently. Enthusiasm for learning, when I have time, I will hold the book and start reading, from graphic illustrations to pinyin annotations.

Wei Jingjue still gave full play to his high EQ, and there were always a group of little boys around him, playing around with Wei Jingjue. Even the teacher liked him and assigned him the position of monitor.

Xu Yi and them were in the same school, but the two of them still looked at each other annoyed, and when they met each other on the road, they would grunt and turn their heads and walk to each other.

By the time he was in the third grade, Song Fange no longer needed pinyin to read books, and Wei Jingjue had his first fight in his life.

When he and Song Fange were walking in a small alley they had to go home, two boys in loose blue Sihong Middle School uniforms stood in front of them, "Little brother, come home? Do you have any money?" ? Lend it to my brother for use." One of them stretched out his hand and made a gesture of counting money.

Song Vatican frowned, obviously they met a money grabber, the other two were tall and big, he and Wei Jingjue were definitely not rivals, when he reached out to take out the two yuan that his mother gave him this morning, Yu Guang A black shadow flashed, and when he turned his head, he saw Wei Jingjue slamming into one of the high school students with all his strength.

Wei Jingjue has a bad temper, which can be seen from the time he beat Xu Yi in the kindergarten.

"Ouch!" The high school student probably didn't expect that a primary school student would dare to resist and was hit by Wei Jingjue and sat down on the ground.

"You brat is fat." Another person glanced at his companion who had fallen to the ground, took a step forward and pushed Wei Jingjue who had just stood still.

The other party was half a body taller than the two of them, and standing so close, the two of them were almost in his shadow, but Wei Jingjue staggered and took two steps back before he stabilized his body. Yuan Yao stared at the other party, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a broken umbrella thrown by someone on the side of the road, and he had an idea.

"Damn it! How dare you hit me!" The man on the ground frowned, rubbed his butt, stood up, cursed with an unkind expression, stepped forward and grabbed Wei Jingjue by the collar and lifted him up.

"Let me go!" Wei Jingjue frowned and struggled.

"Let you go? Okay!" As soon as the words fell, Wei Jingjue was thrown to the ground by the wall. The man quickly followed up with a kick and was about to kick him over. Having endured it, he gritted his teeth anxiously and ran over to stand in front of Wei Jingjue without hesitation.

The schoolbag blocked most of the strength, but his back still hurt, and he lost his balance and threw himself on Wei Jingjue's body.

"Lin Lin! Are you alright!" Wei Jingjue's eyes were red, and he jumped out from under Song Fange's body, grabbed the broken umbrella on one side, and waved towards the two people chaotically.

Seeing that Wei Jingjue was entangled with those two people, Song Fange didn't care about it, stood up and rushed over, regardless of whether it was arms or legs, and punched and kicked with his eyes closed.

"Oops! Fuck!" Those two probably met such a bold and uncooperative elementary school student for the first time. Stopping the movements of the two people, he immediately controlled the situation.

How could Wei Jingjue and Song Fange beat two high school students, and they were quickly pinned to the ground by two people.

"What are you doing!" With a loud roar, Song Fange lay on the ground and caught a glimpse of a large figure rushing over from the corner of his vision, pulling away the two high school students who were pressing down on them with each hand, and took a closer look. Isn't this Xu Yi!

Xu Yi stood with his back to them, and Song Fange realized that Xu Yi was not only fat, but he was also not short. He was only in the third grade, but he was only a head shorter than those two high school students.

"Let's go!" When the two high school students saw another heavyweight opponent coming, they frowned and left cursing to block another target.

"Hey! Are you all right?" Seeing that they had left, Xu Yi turned around and stretched out his hand to pull the two of them up.

Wei Jingjue and Xu Yi are old rivals. Seeing him in such a mess at this moment, he couldn't help but turned his head away and didn't answer. Song Fange had no choice but to come forward, patted the ashes on his body, and said, "It's okay, thank you Ah, if you don't know what will happen, I'll treat you to popsicles."

"Huh! People don't like it." Wei Jingjue said with a whimper, obviously he still remembered the kindergarten, although he doesn't like sweets so much now, even though it's just a trivial matter when he thinks about it now , but out of the habits of the past few years, he still couldn't help but push Xu Yi.

"Do you still remember this?" Xu Yi said with a smile.

"..." Wei Jingjue didn't speak, curled his lips and rolled his eyes, the meaning was obvious.

"All right, all right, let's go eat." Song Vatice took the lead to go out with his schoolbag on his back, ignoring the awkwardness between the two of them.

Wei Jingjue glared at Xu Yi, and followed him out of the alley.

After all, they were only children in the third grade, so they ate a few sticks of Mala Tang together and left the previous unhappiness behind. The three of them ate happily.

When I got home in the evening, my whole body was dirty, the parents of the two families couldn’t avoid talking about it again, Wei Jingjue hugged Wang Wei and acted like a baby together. Yes, check him carefully for his injuries.

When Song Vatican finished practicing the piano and was sitting on the balcony of his room blowing the air, Wei Jingjue also came out of his room. Seeing Song Vatican, he asked, "What song did you just play?" "Dream wedding." It sounds good." Wei Jingjue doesn't know music, but he thinks Song Vatican's music is good.

Suddenly he remembered the kick he blocked for himself, "Hey? Is your back okay? What do you think you are blocking? If that person wants to kick, let him kick it. You must be green, right?"

After rambling on for a long time, I finally said with a little confidence, "I wish I wasn't so impulsive today, doesn't it hurt?"

"It hurts! But I'm very happy." Song Fange imagined what he looked like today in his mind, and felt that he was quite heroic. After thinking about it again, he felt that he was like the hero written in the book.

"Isn't it? I also feel very happy! I'm not willing to give them money, isn't it because I'm higher than us?"

When Wei Jingjue heard what Song Fange said, his eyes lit up, and he said enthusiastically, "I think if I were as tall as them, I would definitely be able to beat them! No, I have to ask my mother what can I do?" You can grow taller. Don't worry! I will definitely not let you be beaten again in the future."