Chapter 175: Even pig food isn’t as bad as yours!

Dabao and Erbao have always maintained a neutral attitude towards such people, reserving their opinions and being neither biased nor partial.

At this time, Bai Jinyang was laughing at him.

"Dongzi, what are you eating? Even pig food isn't as bad as yours!"

Duan Changdong smiled shyly and said, "It's definitely not as good as your food, Brother Yang. We are poor and can't compare to your family who run a silver shop. I am lucky enough to have some pig food to eat and not starve to death."

Bai Jinyang held the meal in one hand and rummaged through Duan Changdong's desk with the other.

He turned to the essay he had just written and said, "One penny, will you sell it?"

Duan Changdong's face froze. "Brother Yang, I'm a small business owner. I've already set the price for an article: five cents for 500 words, ten cents for 1,000 words. This article of mine has over a thousand words, and it took me a whole class to write it. Someone has already ordered it, but if you want it, take it for ten cents. You'll be given priority. What do you think?"

Bai Jinyang cursed, "You fucking bastard, ten cents, you're trying to steal my money, do you think I'm a sucker? Besides, I only want the 500-word version. I'll tear it in the middle and take the first half. For a penny, you poor bastard can buy yourself some steamed bread. What else do you want?"

Duan Changdong begged, "Brother Yang, my family is poor and in financial difficulty. Please be kind and let me go."

Bai Jinyang raised his hand and knocked Duan Changdong's lunch box to the ground. Half of the cold and hard multi-grain black flour steamed bread rolled a long distance away. Bai Jinyang walked over, stepped on it and crushed it into crumbs.

"If you're poor, don't come to school. Can poor people like you afford to go to school? What's wrong with being poor? Do you think being poor makes you right? If you're poor, you can ask me for ten cents and five cents for five cents!"

Duan Changdong looked at the broken steamed bread crumbs on the ground, his eyes darkened and his expression was sad.

Just when Bai Jinyang was about to grab the article, Erbao appeared in front of them.

Erbao really couldn't bear to see it anymore.

"Bai Jinyang, your family runs a silver shop. People who don't know you might think you came from a bandit den. What's wrong? Can't you speak properly? Can't you reason? Do you just bully people all day long?"

Bai Jinyang shuddered, "Wang Yue, you're just meddling in other people's business! What I do is none of your business! I won't bother you anymore, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Erbao took two more steps forward and said, "Say it again, what are you talking about?"

Bai Jinyang shouted, "Dog! Dog catching rat!"

Erbao stretched out his leg and lightly hooked Bai Jinyang, causing him to trip and fall. Bai Jinyang grabbed the table in time and did not fall to the ground. His face just hit the table with a thud. Fortunately, his face was big enough to bear the weight and he had a lot of flesh on his face, so the fall did not hurt much.

It doesn’t hurt, but it’s embarrassing!

My two front teeth were already missing, so my mouth is open and leaks a lot of air.

The fear of being beaten by Erbao for the first time came back to me.

Erbao asked softly again, "What did you just say? I didn't understand? Can you say it again?"

Bai Jinyang no longer dared to be stubborn. "I didn't say anything, Brother Yue, whatever you say is what it is..."

Erbao said, "How can that be! I'm not a bully, and I'm not the Master. How can I say anything that counts? How about we go to the Master and let him judge the situation?"

Bai Jinyang cried out, "Brother Yue, I was wrong! I was wrong! I won't bully Duan Changdong anymore. I don't want this article anymore..."

Erbao then said, "I didn't press your head down. Why are you always lying on the table? Get up, get up. We are all classmates. The teacher taught us to be friendly and help each other. Next time, don't let me see you bullying your classmates again. Do you hear me?"

Bai Jinyang stood up straight as if he had been pardoned, and said, "I heard it, I heard it."

Damn it, it’s just embarrassing in front of my classmates.

If he goes to the teacher to make trouble, or if Wang Yue goes to their house to complain, then he will be finished.

After comparing the two, I gave in.

"Why don't you apologize to him? Are you just going to let it go after bullying him?" Erbao glared at him.

Bai Jinyang looked at Duan Changdong...

Duan Changdong had been dumbfounded for a long time, and only then did he react and said quickly, "No, no, Brother Yang, I don't need your apology..."

Having said this, he seemed to be apologizing to Wang Yue, and immediately said to Wang Yue, "Brother Yue, I didn't mean that. I just, I just... I was wrong too, right, right, I was wrong too, thank you, Brother Yue, thank you, Brother Yue..."

The reason why Bai Jinyang can be submissive in front of Erbao is that Erbao is awesome and capable, and can beat him and control him.

Apologize to Duan Changdong? Does he deserve it?

Bai Jinyang chuckled, "Brother Yue, I'm going out to eat..."

He picked up his lunch box and slipped out of the teaching room.

The only ones left were Erbao, Duan Changdong and the others, as well as the classmates who were watching the excitement.

Duan Changdong was very grateful and expressed many thanks.

Erbao waved his hands, "Alright, alright, stop talking."

Returning to his seat to continue eating, the little fat boy gave Erbao a thumbs up and said, "Brother Yue, you are really my idol. You are like that great knight. There are rumors in the martial arts world about that sword-wielding knight who specializes in fighting for justice and eliminating injustice in the world... It's so admirable."

Erbao was flattered by the praise, "Do flying knights with swords really exist? If they could fly with swords, wouldn't they be gods?"

"That's not clear. It's said that this is the result of cultivation, not a natural immortal. Anyway, powerful people can become those kind of swordsmen. Brother Yue, if you become that kind of immortal in the future, don't forget to bring me along..."

Dabao was studying and couldn't help but hear the remarks of the two idiots next to him.

"Read more academic works on current affairs and less random books, they'll ruin your brain."

Erbao and the fat boy coughed twice and said nothing.

On the other side, Duan Changdong also knew what was going on and did not follow over to disturb Erbao and the others from eating.

He saw that everyone was eating in the teaching room, and he was the only one who had nothing to eat.

My stomach was growling with hunger, and the crumbs of the steamed bread that Bai Jinyang had crushed were still on the ground...

Duan Changdong really couldn't help it, he bent down, picked up the crumbs, and put a little in his mouth. After all, it was edible, just a little dirty.

While I was eating, I heard a voice, "The food on the ground is dirty, eat mine. I happened to bring too much and can't finish it."

Duan Changdong raised his head and saw the little fat boy Mao Jiaman.

He held a steamed bun made of white flour in his hand, which was still a little warm...

Duan Changdong was a little startled and didn't dare to take it. The little fat boy continued, "Just take it if I tell you to. Why are you fussing? My brother Yue asked me to get it for you."

She put the steamed bun on his desk and skipped back to Erbao.