Don't slag me, it doesn't work

Du Qinye's group was a little embarrassed by his attitude, and walked up angrily, annoyed and cowardly.

They had discussed the countermeasures together before, and the plan only included talk, not action. After all, points might be deducted in a fight, and if it was worse, they might be wiped out.

So their goal was not to beat Qin Ye, but to provoke him to take the initiative.

If you deduct one hundred and eighty points and become a negative, you will also be eliminated.

At the very beginning, Qin Ye, who looked at him and didn't take him seriously, finally brewed some ugly words:

"Chengcheng, you are awesome. I think you just took medicine in private. You are very energetic. Are those little girls in your class also very energetic?"

After listening to this sentence, Qin Ye in the middle, his expression darkened. Although he was a little teasing, he looked a little cold.

"I'm also very fierce now, do you want to try it?"

The hulking back was smashed over the chair by Qin Ye's disagreement, seeing his slightly sullen expression at the moment, he couldn't help but recall the unbearable memory of being unilaterally abused before, and took a step back in a little panic.

No, I don't really want to try it.

A boy next to him was watching a show, sold a good teammate, shoved behind him, and added fuel to the fire:

"Come on, isn't it awesome?"

The one who was shoved two steps forward paused for a moment, and secretly cursed, "Mother, is I a tank?"Why don't you come out to fight the damage?

Qin Ye didn't care who came first, but this one was more talkative and conspicuous, so it seemed appropriate to use it as a joke.

He set his eyes on the man, his eyes were like knives and swords, the sharpness pierced his bones, making the other person's heart tremble.

Because of his knee injury from long-distance running, Qin Ye couldn't do too violent movements. He didn't want to be seen through by them, so he didn't intend to take the initiative to attack, so he decided to defend first.

So the two sides stalemate for a while.

The blocking group looked at each other and exchanged glances:

Why is he not moving?

Why is he not moving?

It's embarrassing, how about we go first?

Qin Ye thought it was a little funny, and also saw something tricky.

"My points are deducted, but I don't know if you have been beaten."

"..."

The few people who were caught by the words were stunned, and one of them was thinking quickly. After thinking about yesterday, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly realized, he sneered and said:

"Hey, I passed by the infirmary yesterday and saw you in it, did you hurt your leg? No wonder you put your hands away so much today."

His eyes lit up when he said this, what a good time for revenge.

"Is it the knee on the left leg? You say harsh words, but you are empty-hearted, right?"

Qin Ye didn't have much turmoil on his face when he heard such a force, and he didn't intend to hide it anymore. He casually glanced back, and glanced at the wound with his sideways eyes.

"Yeah, Kexu, you can take advantage of others."

The blocking team didn't quite understand how this friend could be so calm, but everyone showed their weaknesses like this, and it seemed unreasonable for them to be cowardly.

So they discussed it with their eyes, and finally decided to avenge their shame.

30 is 30, let's fight for it.No matter how great Qin Ye is, he can't be defeated by one person.

"My surname is Qin, today you're going to leave me alone and I'll call you daddy."

One of them spoke harshly at the beginning, and the small group rushed forward. Qin Ye concentrated, sideways to avoid the random punch in front of him, and his movements were neat and windy.

Since they are taking advantage of others' danger, those bastards' methods are naturally shady.

Some people went to his knees, while others picked the bottom line.

Qin Ye didn't seem a little flustered, as if he was going to have a good time with them.

But before this unfair fight started, it was forcibly stopped by the familiar mechanical voice.

"Notice: All contestants, please return to your class within 10 minutes."

Zongmao and Hubei were stunned for a moment, but before they recovered, Qin Ye put his foot down, pressed on the shoulder, and used his strength to throw the one in front onto the one behind.

"I went back to the class to save my sons, and it's not embarrassing to form a group to deal with a wounded person."

"..."

After the wounded man said this sentence, he stroked his clothes slowly, stretched out his hand to push away the guy blocking the way, and walked straight away.

The rest of them looked at each other and were speechless.

like.It's a bit embarrassing.

When they returned to the classroom, Lin Qi and Yan Qilie were yelling.

There are only a dozen or so people left in the huge classroom, but the lively energy is still unaffected.

"Brother Ye, you are here, hurry up and draw a lot."

"What lot to draw?"

"Show a show." Lin Qi put on lipstick, pursed her lips up and down, and looked at him expectantly, "The cultural festival will be held soon, Brother Ye, can you sing, street dance, and musical instruments? Won't I teach you?"

……

Qin Ye suddenly felt that it would be good to have a sports meeting.

A small box was placed on the podium table, inside was a lottery. Qin Ye's legs hurt and he didn't want to move, so he picked a nearby chair to sit on.

"Just help me take whatever you want."

"ojbk."

With a command from Lin Qi, Lele went up to pick one up, then sat on the table and straightened her back.

Holding the tag in her hand, she squinted her eyes like opening a lottery, and slammed the table when she saw the possibility.

"Brother Wild!"

Qin Ye: "Take it easy, I'm not deaf yet."

She smiled slyly, "Guess what I got."

Brother Ye sat there with his chin resting on the heels of his palms, looking at her in a leisurely manner.

"what?"