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Solemnly scanned the scene, and found a boy panting heavily under the bulletin board with scarlet eyes.

The man had a long and thin face, and was particularly tall. At first glance, he was a bit taller than Chu Chen. His appearance was passable, but his complexion was extremely fair.If Chu Chen's whiteness is the pale texture that has not seen the light all year round, then this person is pure whiteness, with a creamy temperament exuding from his whole body, and he looks like the pampered young master at home.

Surrounded by terrified faces, only he gritted his teeth and had a ferocious face, guessing it was some kind of Cheng Wenxing.

Zhou Dize didn't have the time to observe the environment, so he rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Who the hell is Cheng Wenxing? I'll give you three seconds to stand up on my own initiative!"

"There." Zhuang Yan clicked his chin towards the bulletin board.

"You are Cheng Wenxing?" Zhou Dize frowned.

Cheng Wenxing snorted, "It's none of your business who I am."

"It's you the fuck!" Zhou Dize rushed over and kicked, angrily said: "You don't even have to think about whether you have the ability to beat people! Is Chief Qiao a person who can move you, a grandson?!"

Cheng Wenxing kicked back immediately, and said indiscriminately: "You grandson, you are paralyzed! What a fart you are! I beat him!"

This kick successfully ignited the anger of a class of students, and seven or eight boys scuffled into a ball in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Zhuang Yan put one hand in his pocket, turned his head and looked at Chu Chen in blank dismay.

"Can't you make it?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows.

Chu Chen shook his head: "It's not necessary."

It was really not necessary, the people in class one who vented their anger after two slaps basically dispersed, leaving only Zhou Dize still there to greet the whole family with the other party.

Qiao Feng's nose was about to turn out of anger, "Zhou Dize! Stop!" He covered his mouth and inhaled after calling out a name, and was forced to shut his mouth.

Seeing this, Guan Tong and Fang Wenqi, who came down together, quickly helped him up.

Qiao Feng waved his hand, limped forward and pushed Zhuang Yan, "Help me pull these two idiots away."

"Persuading a fight?" Zhuang Yan looked embarrassed, "I... not good, what should I do if I accidentally hurt you?"

"Stop being obedient by staring, you don't usually get into fights?" Qiao Feng smiled.There was a small cut at the corner of his mouth, blood was oozing out, and he had to hiss and gasp before speaking.

"No." Zhuang Yan twisted his wrist, "I mean...forget it, you let me do it, and I'm not responsible for accidentally injuring anyone."

After finishing speaking, he yelled fiercely: "Stop beating!"

"..." Those two were fighting in full swing, no one listened.

"I've persuaded you with a good voice, don't blame me if you two don't listen."

He shrugged, went up and threw Zhou Dize away, then knelt down on Cheng Wenxing, "I told you all to stop beating!"

Cheng Wenxing knelt down on the spot, the veins on his forehead popped out, his sweat was so painful, he rolled on the ground clutching his belly.

"Do you still want to fight!" Zhuang Yan didn't think it was enough, so he raised his leg to make up for it, "Do you still want to fight? Ah? Do you still want to fight?!"

"It's alright, it's alright, it's alright." Qiao Feng had been through many years of vicissitudes, "Stop, stop, solemn!"

Chu Chen probably couldn't see it, and shouted: "Solemn!"

Zhuang Yan glanced at Chu Chen, and then stopped.Cheng Wenxing hugged his head in disgrace, his little white face turned into a little red face, and he lay on the ground in embarrassment, his legs were so weak that he couldn't get up.

"I don't want to pursue today's matter. You beat and scolded and scolded. My bottom line is here." Qiao Feng squatted down and tried to help Cheng Wenxing, "I will help you hide it from your brother. From now on in class Come on, don't always get into trouble."

"Don't fucking touch me, it's too coquettish!" Cheng Wenxing pushed him away and spat at him, "Who wants you to hide it! If you have the ability, let me be beaten to death! If he can't beat me to death, don't let you come Don't mind me, I'm disgusting! Also, you don't have to pretend to be kind in front of me and want to vomit!"

"Are you looking for a spanking just after the lesson?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids and said coolly, "Can you talk nicely?"

Cheng Wenxing flinched, sat sullenly and stopped talking.

"Forget it." Qiao Feng pinched the bridge of his nose, not bothering to care.

The class bell rang at the right time, and the lively crowd cheered away. Qiao Feng waved the students in Class [-] to return to the classroom for class. Fang Wenqi walked at the end, stepped up two steps, looked back worriedly and lay down under the bulletin board She hesitated for a moment, then stopped going upstairs.

The incident made a big fuss, and the entire Boxue Building was a sensation. Cheng Wenxing from the third class and those who fought in the first class were invited to the political and educational office that afternoon. Qiao Feng took the initiative to explain what he explained in detail. unknown.

But this does not prevent rumors from spreading. Some people say that it involves Qiao Feng's personal privacy. Regarding the relationship, it seems that the girlfriend's family members are not satisfied with him. Cheng Wenxing is his brother-in-law.

Rumors are rumors, most people laugh and turn their heads and forget about it after hearing it, and even the first class secretly talked about it in private.Most of the focus was on who the wife of the gang leader was. Some said it was Qin Lu, the Chinese teacher, and some said it was a female teacher in the second class next door who had a good relationship with Qiao Feng. Everyone insisted on their own opinions, and no one could convince the other.

For these students, this kind of gossip is no different from the kind of entertainment gossip that is casually chatted after dinner. The focus of gossip is never the result, but the process.

Among these people, only the solemn focus is different from the rest.He surfed the Internet and searched something similar to 'boyfriend and father have a bad relationship, what should I do', 'I'm crazy!My dad insisted that I choose between him and my boyfriend, or I would commit suicide!I can't choose him, come on, kill me first! ', 'The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law goes deep into the research institute-forget it, it's hopeless, I give up. 'Looking at the webpage, the heart talks about all kinds of things in the world, but fortunately Zhuang Xianrui has always been open-minded.

Of course, gossip is mostly speculative, and it is unavoidable to add oil and vinegar to it with subjective assumptions, so it is not reliable.As for the deeper level, no one knows about it. It's nothing more than the family's short-sighted things. In any case, it has nothing to do with outsiders.

Zhuang Yan flew to Shanghai on the last weekend before Christmas Eve, and the time was tight. That night, his father had just entered the house after get off work, and before he had time to eat, he was dragged to the commercial city on the east side of the block.

Zhuang Yan pulled the man away, and gestured: "Just imagine, if you had a son as old as me."

"Don't imagine, I already have a son who is as old as you and looks exactly like you." Zhuang Xianrui said angrily.

"Hey, don't talk, this son is different from me. Immediately think about another one. He has excellent academic performance, is very handsome, sensible, careful and filial." Zhuang Yan said, "If you give such a son When it comes to choosing a birthday present..."

"I'm sorry, I really can't imagine it." Zhuang Xianrui didn't show any face, "You said that this has nothing to do with my own son, I haven't experienced it, I can't imagine it."

"Why can't you imagine it? Aren't you a gamer? Why is your imagination blocked like this?" Zhuang Yan said.

"These are the affairs of the people below, and I don't participate in them."

"..."

The father and son walked all the way, and at times like this, it was the happiest time for Zhuang Xianrui to leave the business field. Xu Tezhu, who was in charge of swiping the card and carrying the bag, followed behind the two with a smile, sometimes being amused by the father and son. .