Cannon fodder slag attack was attacked by thousands of fans

From a distance, Han Jin saw a tall man with his back facing the gate of the plastic runway. He didn't know what he said to Cheng Xi. He raised his right hand and put it on Cheng Xi's shoulder. Cheng Xi might want to hide, but he didn't dare .

Han Jin ran straight to the man. At this moment, Xin Teng, who was behind him, had just run to the door, bent down to support his knees and panted heavily, and couldn't help complaining:

"You still say you don't like it? If you care so much, why don't you like it? Young Master Han, Young Master Han, you, you really still miss Cheng Xi."

It is said that Song Lian came to the Affiliated High School of University A this time. Originally, he had to leave City A temporarily because the school abroad was about to start, so he wanted to come to find Cheng Xi on Friday and ask him to have dinner and watch a movie together on the weekend. Xi refuses on the grounds that she wants to be a tutor.

Song Lian put his right hand on Cheng Xi's shoulder, his eyes were full of distress:

"Xiao Xi, you don't need to be so tired, you know, I can help you."

His living expenses abroad are very high, and he only needs to set aside a small amount every month to solve the financial problems of Cheng Xi's family.

"Thank you, I can solve it myself." The corner of Cheng Xi's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced behind Song Lian, before Song Lian showed disappointment, he raised his eyes slightly, "Is there something on top of my head? "

"Huh? It seems that there are."

Before he finished speaking, Song Lian wanted to raise his hand to remove the fluff that fell from the top of Cheng Xi's head. Before he could touch his hair, he heard a clear voice behind him, which penetrated the air of the plastic track and reached his ears.

"Grass, stop--"

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind passed by, and a neat young boy stopped in front of him, gasped and complained nervously: "Don't bully... Song, Song Lian?"

Han Jin was stunned immediately. He rubbed his eyes and tried to open them wide. When he confirmed that the person in front of him was really the protagonist he was afraid of, he grabbed Xin Teng who had just run up and stood in front of him, panting for breath. After knowing the situation, Xin Teng poked his head out from behind, and said slowly and cautiously:

"Brother Song, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. You and Cheng Xi continue, please excuse me."

Then, he took Xin Teng, who was completely out of the situation with a dazed face, and ran away in a hurry.The whole process takes no more than 1 minute.

The two ran to the gate, and when they looked back, they happened to be looking at the two men inside the plastic track. Han Jin was so nervous that his heart was beating wildly, and he pulled Xin Teng to start running again without any explanation.

Song Lian frowned slightly, looked at Han Jin who was almost "escaping" from a distance, and asked the person next to him in disbelief: "That...was Han Jin?"

"Hmm." Cheng Xi's eyes were dim, and when Song Lian was not paying attention, there was a hint of disappointment.

"Why did he run?" Song Lian mused, forgot to express his expression because he was too surprised.

"Song Lian, did you know Han Jin before?" Cheng Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He thought that the other party would fight Song Lian as possessive as before.

But...it seems to be getting more and more interesting.

"No, I don't know you." Song Lian's eyes dodged for a moment, and then he heard Cheng Xi say "oh", and continued:

"I guess I came here for a walk with Xin Teng."

When he mentioned the word "Xin Teng", he emphasized his tone without any trace. At the same time, he observed Song Lian's reaction from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he obviously avoided hearing the word "Xin Teng", he became even more suspicious.

At this time, Han Jin and Xin Teng were sitting slumped on the bench in the school gazebo, panting heavily, Xin Teng took a breather, and asked Han Jin in puzzlement:

"Young Master Han, me, what are we running for?"

Han Jin shook his head lightly, hating iron for being weak, thinking that if he didn't run away, would he wait for the protagonist to attack and abuse him?

"Do you know who he is? If you let him know that you feed Cheng Xi's water, you're finished, I'll tell you!"

"Ah? He, who is he?" Xin Teng was terrified, and the hand that grabbed Han Jin's sleeve trembled: "Could it be that he is also Cheng Xi's crazy suitor?"

Han Jin: "..."

Pursuit is pursuit, is it necessary to add the word "crazy"?

Han Jin felt a toothache. He shook his head and nodded again: "Yes, remember him. His name is Song Lian. If you meet him, run faster."

Although Xin Teng is a bit of a dog, he still uses his money to do things. He can't cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Ah——why are you pinching me?" Han Jin felt a pain in his arm, he threw Xin Teng away suddenly, and found that his arm was red, and immediately pointed to Xin Teng very unhappy:

"I helped you just now, but you pinched me ungratefully. Xin Teng, you are finished!"

After the words fell, Han Jin stopped caring about Xin Teng and walked straight to the classroom.

On the contrary, Xin Teng, after Han Jin left, was still thinking about the name he heard just now——Song Lian.

It turned out that he was Song Lian!Looks pretty good.

Wait, did he send a message to scold me last time?

……

This day after school, Han Jin was preparing to go home with his schoolbag on his back as usual. Anyway, he would not go to the evening self-study. After studying hard for a week, he will go to that Sichuan restaurant this weekend to reward himself.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Xin Teng ran after him.

"Young Master Han, do you have any plans for the weekend? How about I ask Cheng Xi out?" Xin Teng walked beside Han Jin attentively, and stretched out his hands to take the bag for him, but was rejected.

"What are you asking him out for?" Han Jin looked puzzled, and quickly realized—could this person want to have a meal?

"Ah? I saw that you were in a hurry to go to the plastic runway at noon, so I thought..."

Han Jin: "I did what is right."

Xin Teng: "?" What the hell?

Cheng Xi who happened to pass by: "?"

His eyes fell on Xin Teng and Han Jin, and his eyes gradually became darker.

……

In a large-scale Sichuan restaurant in the center of City A, Han Jin ordered a table full of red and oily Sichuan dishes, among which the Sichuan dish "Maoxuewang" is an excellent one.

Han Jin took a piece of duck blood and put it in his mouth, the hot and delicious feeling filled his mouth instantly.

Han Jin squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and continued to eat the next piece.

Suddenly, a person sat down across the dining table, Han Jin raised his head, and frowned immediately—greasy man, why is he here?

"Little beauty, we are really destined." The man didn't have flowers in his hand this time. Instead, he brought a gift box, which was beautifully packaged, and the things inside probably wouldn't be cheap.

Han Jin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes again. For a paranoid scum who was called "cute" and "little beauty" by the person in front of him, Han Jin felt that he had such a good temper. Haven't scolded people on the spot yet.

"Take it apart and have a look." The man was probably blind, and couldn't see that the person he wanted to pursue was on the verge of getting angry at this moment. He pushed the gift around the dish and pushed it to Han Jin's side:

"Last time you took a taxi and left before you had time to introduce yourself. There must be something very important that made you forget to leave your contact information. Although I have your phone number, I respect cute and beautiful boys. Oh ... Having said so much, my name is Lu Heng, what's your name, cutie?"

Han Jin: "..."

Sorry, I really don't see how you respect people.

"Even if you know my phone number, don't you know my name?"

"OK... Let me tell you, your name is Han Jin, you are 17 years old, your only child, your father is the chairman of the Han Group, and your mother is the vice chairman of the Han Group. ) class, the grades are not good, if you want to go to University A, I guess you can only ask your dad to donate a library." Lu Heng finished the information bit by bit, and added a sentence at the end:

"How? Did I investigate clearly? This shows that I really care about you. "

"You know quite a lot, but you are wrong about one thing. I can get into University A without my dad donating the library." Han Jin said without a good temper.

This person said a lot just now, and he seems to pay special attention to it, but as long as he pays more attention, he will soon know the above information, and it is not difficult at all.

At this point in the conversation, Han Jin didn't intend to continue talking to this person, so he simply reached out and called the waiter, pointing to Lu Heng:

"Who is this person? He harassed customers, don't you care?"

"Sorry." A deep, magnetic voice drifted into Han Jin's ears. He followed the voice and raised his head, only to see Mo Qingfeng staring at him with his hands in his pockets with a playful expression.

There was a smile on the corner of Mo Qingfeng's mouth, exuding a gentle and temperamental feeling all over his body.

"Lu Heng, don't mess around." Mo Qingfeng said this to Lu Heng, but his eyes kept falling on Han Jin's face, and he didn't look away for a moment.

Han Jin's face began to burn, and the embarrassment that he had just said bad things about someone not long ago and was caught in the face rushed over his face. In addition, he knew that Mo Qingfeng was a tiger with a smiling face. Han Jin was very nervous, for fear that this person would retaliate Own.

"Are you the boss here?"

"Yeah." Mo Qingfeng nodded slightly, and said to the waiter standing aside as the background board: "This table will be charged to my account."

"Brother? Do you know each other?" Lu Heng looked at Han Jin, then at Mo Qingfeng, slapped his head, and suddenly realized: "That's great, brother, I've taken a fancy to him, if you give me money, I want to chase him. "

Han Jin: "..."

If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, instead of letting a two hundred and fifty come to my spiritual world.

Mo Qingfeng didn't seem to be surprised, the expression on his face remained the same, he just patted Lu Heng's head lightly, his doting tone made the hairs stand on end:

"Don't mess around, this is my brother's friend."

Then, with a wave of his hand, a tall and serious man in a black suit approached. Mo Qingfeng took out all the Grandpa Mao from his wallet and put them in the man's hand, and softly said to Lu Heng:

"Alright, let's go play with Yunjia."

It's just like dismissing the pups.

However, that man named Lu Heng still ate this set, and the man with a shiny face just followed the man in black out of the Sichuan restaurant lightly, without even blinking his eyes when he left.

Mo Qingfeng dismissed the waiter, seeing that Han Jin stood up abruptly and was about to leave with his schoolbag on his back.

"Are you afraid of me?" Mo Qingfeng suddenly said behind Han Jin, his tone was warm and indifferent, but there was a hint of a smile.

Han Jin was angry, and as soon as he turned around, he looked down at Mo Qingfeng.

"Who, who is afraid of you?"

"Then why are you leaving?"

"I asked Cheng Xi to fall in love, can't I?"

The mouth is happy for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

This is probably what Han Jin said.

Because, just after he finished that sentence, when he turned around, he saw Cheng Xi with an indifferent face standing behind him with a bag of things in his hand, staring at him sharply and lightly without blinking.