Just as Yan Huai was about to speak, he saw Qin Zheng behind the two of them.
"How did he come with you?" Yan Huai asked with a dark face.
Yan Huai hadn't gotten over the grudge from that fight back then.
Song Rongrong: "Are you out of your mind? Who's watching the movie with us? What's it to you? You're so nosy, why are you interfering with my freedom? Yan Huai, if you're so free, I suggest you go sweep the streets. Don't block my way. Get lost!"
After he finished speaking, Yan Huai remained silent.
Song Yingying found him a bit intimidating and pulled Song Rongrong aside, trying to avoid Yan Huai when entering the movie theater. But in the next instant, Yan Huai suddenly threw a punch at Qin Zheng, who had remained silent behind them.
Qin Zheng dodged to the side, but Yan Huai persisted, and the two soon became entangled in a fight.
Song Rongrong tried to pull Yan Huai away, but after a while she couldn't manage it. She yelled at a male classmate standing nearby, "Are you dead?! Can't you see there's a fight here?! Quickly pull this lunatic away!!"
The male students then came to their senses and joined in pulling Yan Huai.
Yan Huai was dragged backward, while Song Yingying went to pull Qin Zheng away.
Qin Zheng was the one who was pinned down, but Yan Huai had more injuries on his face.
Undeterred, Yan Huai tried to kick Qin Zheng again, but Song Rongrong slapped him.
"Are you mentally unstable? If you don't have a brain, go to the hospital for a checkup! Stop acting like a madman and going around insane!"
Yan Huai's eyes widened: "Song Rongrong, look closely, I have more injuries on my face than he does!"
"So what? You hit me first!" Song Rongrong thought for a moment, then grew angrier and angrier. "No, we have to call the police!"
Song Yingying glared at Yan Huai with shared hatred.
Qin Zheng then spoke up: "No need, it's just a minor injury. Let's go, the movie is about to start."
Song Rongrong said worriedly, "Let's go apply the medicine first."
She felt that Qin Zheng's misfortune was entirely undeserved, and the culprit was Yan Huai.
Yan Huai: "His injury is so minor, why does he need medicine? What's he pretending for!"
Song Rongrong retorted, "Nobody's as pretentious as you. Qin Zheng already said he wouldn't call the police. Yan Huai, you're all height and no brains."
Yan Huai was so angry that his hair stood on end, but the male classmate stopped him from going forward.
Qin Zheng shook his head. "It's okay, let's go in first. The movie is about to start."
Song Yingying looked at Qin Zheng with some worry.
Qin Zheng smiled and said, "If we don't leave now, the wounds will be completely healed."
The three of them then went inside.
Yan Huai's voice came from behind.
"Song Rongrong, you dumped me and fell for this pretty boy. What makes him better than me!"
Song Rongrong was furious. She turned around, took a few steps forward, and hit Yan Huai on the head with her bag.
"My brother! Your brain is dirty, everything you see is dirty. Don't think everyone is like you!"
Yan Huai's brow twitched slightly: "Your brother?"
Yan Huai looked further ahead.
Qin Zheng remained expressionless, his eyes indifferent, and turned to get the tickets.
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