"Ouch—it hurts!" Although Zhang Xing was tall, he was a person who only studied and was all soft flesh. He couldn't withstand Lu Ziyin's strength. He immediately turned pale and cried out in pain.
Song Xingjie was starting to get scared. He was a top student in his class, and the teachers always gave him preferential treatment. But Lu Ziyin was a real rich kid, used to being arrogant. If they really clashed, Song Xingjie would not only get beaten up for nothing, but the school might not actually punish him at all!
"What, not saying anything now?" Lu Ziyin looked at Song Xingjie and smiled.
He remembered this person; from Class 1, the one who brought the thermos to Mengbao. Last time, they just threw his thermos away, thinking that was a lesson learned, but now…
How ungrateful!
"Lu Ziyin! You're here!"
"Mengbao?" Lu Ziyin looked up in confusion. On the playground, Ding Kemeng was waving and calling out to Lu Ziyin and the others across a soccer hoop. Pushing Zhang Xing aside, Lu Ziyin's expression instantly changed to a smile: "Mengbao, I'm here!"
Stumbled after being pushed by Lu Ziyin, Zhang Xing rubbed his shoulder, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"Are you alright?" Song Xingjie asked with concern as he helped Zhang Xing up.
"It's nothing..." Zhang Xing was in so much pain he could barely speak, but to save face, he gritted his teeth and shook his head.
In Class 10, Lin Changmao looked at Zhang Xing's pale face and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I suggest you find some medicine to apply to yourself after school. You can't get through Lu Ziyin's strength by just gritting your teeth."
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