Almost every boy dreams of owning a pair of Air Jordan sneakers.
Just like girls like to collect lipsticks and bags from the same series, boys also like to collect designer sneakers.
For ordinary wage earners, buying a pair of sneakers costing over a thousand yuan is a bit of a luxury.
But for these young masters, a pair of shoes like that doesn't even cost as much as a meal.
It's just a minor incident, is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it?
Yi Mu's rebellious phase might just mean doing fewer homework assignments; he doesn't understand what kids these days are thinking.
The teacher asked the parents to resolve the issue, so he told the two of them to lift their feet up.
The leather shoes didn't look very dirty, just a little dusty at most.
Yi Mu told them to take off their shoes and take turns cleaning each other's shoes, and that would be the end of it.
Iganlu and the child refused, finding the other person dirty.
Yi Mu frowned, revealing an expression that said, "That brat is really annoying."
"Either do as I say, or walk out this door and the two of you fight one-on-one. As long as it doesn't disrupt order, no one will care if you kill each other."
The teachers were dumbfounded; these young people, after all, were reckless in their approach to solving problems.
Then look at those two arrogant kids, they're both hanging their heads, touching their noses and hair, and not saying a word.
Seeing that it was getting late, Yi Mu gave the teacher a few instructions.
The teacher insisted that they write a self-criticism, at least 5,000 words, and Yi Mu had no objection.
Yiganlu and Yimu walked out of the teaching office together. Seeing that it was almost noon, he insisted on dragging Yimu out to eat with him.
When Yimu saw him, it was like seeing a walking, mobile trouble-making machine; he was overwhelmed.
He said he wanted to go home, but Igan Xian wouldn't let him and even dragged him to see his underlings.
These unlucky fellows, instead of studying properly, hang around with Iganlu and waste their days.
Imu knew that Iganlu was going to treat his brothers, so he didn't want to go along and make them uncomfortable.
He had just rejected Yi Mu when that kid from the military academy arrived with a large group of his men.
Yiganlu thought he wanted to cause trouble, so he pushed Yimu behind him and raised his chin to confront him.
"What, you want to fight again?"
The boy gave him a disdainful look, then turned to Yi Mu and smiled, "Nice to meet you, my name is Meng Zhiyu."
Yi Mu had no idea what he was up to, so he nodded and smiled politely.
Iganlu was fed up. He didn't like Imu smiling at others, especially that annoying guy.
"Why are you smiling at him? You look awful when you smile. Go home right now."
The young master's temper is always unpredictable. One second he's thinking of introducing Yi Mu to his brothers, and the next he's telling him to go home and stop embarrassing himself.
Fortunately, the dog was used to his temperament and left without saying a word.
Meng Zhiyu rolled her eyes at Yiganlu, "Is he your servant, someone you can summon and dismiss at will?"
Yiganlu grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth: "He's my brother!"
His words naturally carried an element of boasting, as if Yimu were some rare treasure.
Meng Zhiyu ignored him, only watching Yi Mu's departing figure, her eyes deepening.
The moment the young man pushed open the door, his breath caught in his throat. Looking at that handsome face, he dared not make a sound to disturb him.
Upon closer inspection, I discovered that his skin resembled the finest milk tofu, without a single blemish or mole, pure white and flawless.
He is ten or a hundred times more refined and beautiful than Xia Man.
When her peers in the industry started sleeping around with men, Meng Zhiyu felt disgusted.
This was the first time he had ever appreciated a man's beauty.
Meng Zhiyu had someone else in mind, so he turned to Yiganlu and said, "I've given Xia Man to you. I have a new target to pursue now."
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