Apart from his family, only Xie Sui and Ma Xiaoding knew his cell phone number, and it was also recorded by his class teacher. Since the text message was sent to him, he must have learned the information from Ou Yilian.
Who else but Wang Ci could have spoken with such a disgusting tone? He didn't come to school for one day. Did he go to investigate him and Xie Sui?
Song Yu turned off his phone with a cold expression and put it in his pocket.
That idiot Wang Ci had better not come to school tomorrow, otherwise he won’t even recognize me when I give him my grades. After the beating, the most satisfying thing is to call the parents, what a rubbish.
Physical education class is the class that high school students look forward to the most. As soon as the bell rings, a group of people rush out. Ma Xiaoding was the one running in the front, dragging Xi Bowen downstairs to occupy the playing field.
Before long, there was no one left in the classroom.
The class was empty, with only the two of them left.
Song Yu tilted his head and found Xie Sui still sleeping. He knocked on the table twice with his hand and leaned over to whisper, "Hey, class is starting."
Almost the moment he approached, Xie Sui opened his eyes, his dark pupils were unusually clear, without a trace of sleepiness.
Song Yu was stunned: "You woke up, you didn't sleep at all?"
Xie Sui didn't explain, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Are there only two of us left?"
Song Yu proudly took credit: "Of course not, I'm the only one who has been waiting for you."
Xie Sui curled his lower lip with an ambiguous tone: "How thoughtful."
Song Yu had a mysterious disease, and the school gave him the right to skip physical education classes, but Song Yu always thought that this disease was as trivial as dog shit, so he never took it seriously. Xie Sui answered a phone call halfway through and asked Song Yu to wait for him downstairs.
When Song Yu walked downstairs, she met two girls from the next class.
When they saw him, the two girls were stunned and stopped where they were.
She came back to her senses when he glanced at her lightly.
Her face flushed and she moved to the wall, making way for him.
Only after Song Yu walked away could he hear their discussion in low voices, full of excitement.
"Is it really Brother Yu?!"
"I don't know. With all the discussion on the forums right now, there's no definitive answer. But, regardless of whether it's true or not, it's damn cool."
"My heart was moved when I saw the photo."
Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
Fortunately, he has quit the Internet.
Don’t worry about those unnecessary things. He just wants to be a top student in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.
He waited under the tree in front of the teaching building for a long time before Xie Sui came down.
Song Yu asked: "What call was it? It took you so long."
Xie Sui smiled slightly: "An unimportant person."
Physical education classes in high schools usually follow a routine. After a simple run to warm up, students are free to arrange their activities, such as badminton, basketball, and skipping rope, which are basically the only sports available. After the PE teacher dismissed the group, Ma Xiaoding excitedly turned his head to look for Song Yu and shouted very loudly: "Brother Yu! Brother Yu! Do you want to play basketball?"
Brother Yu. This name is so popular today that all the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the class subconsciously looked over here.
Fortunately, Song Yu had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, and replied indifferently: "I'm tired, I won't go."
Since the last time he saw him hitting someone, Ma Xiaoding no longer treated him like a porcelain doll. He was surprised and asked, "Ah, you are tired after running downstairs twice? But the teacher won't let us go back to the classroom, why don't you go there to play ball?"
Song Yu drooped his eyelids and asked, "Can you only study in the classroom?"
Ma Xiaoding: “…”
What else can Ma Xiaoding say but: “Wow! Brother Yu is awesome!”
Brother Yu is truly the most academic nerd he has ever seen who is most keen on showing off his academic nerd persona. All he talks about is studying, and he cannot live even for a second without studying.
He was confused. How come Xie Shen, who was also a top student, had never said a word about studying?
Thank God, your academic master is fake.
Look at our Brother Yu.
Song Yu tilted her head and pulled Xie Sui's sleeve: "Let's go and study."
Xie Sui looked at him with amusement: "How do you learn?"
"Find a shady spot and sit down. I'll test you on Qinyuanchun Changsha."
Xie Sui took his hand back and said with a faint smile: "Forget it then."
I can't afford to lose this person.
Song Yu was about to criticize him righteously.
Suddenly Xi Bowen ran over from the other side. The little nerd was so angry that his face turned red. He said to Ma Xiaoding from a distance: "Brother Ma! The court we occupied was taken away by someone!"
Although Xi Bowen looks fair and tender, like the kind of kid who studies hard, he is surprisingly interested in and loves the sport of basketball.
When I was a kid, I heard from someone that playing basketball can make you taller, so I played it until high school.
He and Ma Xiaoding fought their way out of the crowd to grab the playing field after class, but it was just snatched away by Hengdao, which made him feel very wronged.
Taking off his glasses, Xi Bowen was furious: "Those people in Class 25 of Senior High School are just robbers! They are so unreasonable! I told them we were here first, but they asked if we had written our names. If we didn't, they would be ours! They even said we should fight if we didn't agree!"
Ma Xiaoding's eyes widened. He really couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "Fuck! I was a school bully for so many years in junior high school, and I'm still inferior to him! Beat him up if you want!"
Before he left, he thought of Song Yu still watching beside him, so he stepped back a few words and did not forget to report to Song Yu: "Brother Yu, I'm going to uphold justice."
“…”
Song Yu's eyes and facial expression showed disgust.
His expression was that of a good student who studies hard, showing typical disdain and contempt for the bad students who cause trouble.
There's no hope, Ma Xiaoding, you're going to a stupid high school.
Xi Bowen was originally very angry, but he just wanted to vent. Seeing that Ma Xiaoding was really going to fight, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately backed off and said hurriedly, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Brother Ma, I think we should change the venue. Senior Class 25 is not easy to mess with."
Ma Xiaoding: "What's so bad about it!"
Xi Bowen said anxiously, "There is a Chen Zhijie in Class 25 of Senior High School. He is the current school bully of No. 1 Middle School. He fights like he doesn't care about his life. He is just a troublemaker. Let's not mess with him."
Ma Xiaoding: “…”
Ma Xiaoding suspected that he had heard it wrongly: "Who are you talking about?"
Xi Bowen thought he didn't know him, and was so anxious that he spoke incoherently: "It's Chen Zhijie! Chen Zhijie, the school bully of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School! The one who got someone expelled last semester. I heard he has a black belt in Taekwondo and has learned martial arts. He fights with real knives and hits people on the head with bricks. Fighting with him will get you into trouble. Brother Ma, let's just be patient. If we are patient, we will have a bright future."
Ma Xiaoding: “…”
Ma Xiaoding: “…”
Chen Zhijie?
Just like the guy in the billiard room who tried to show off last time but got slapped in the face, and then hid behind his plaid shirt without saying a word, pretending to be dead?
Ma Xiaoding's fear of the school bully at No. 1 Middle School had long since disappeared. But his younger brothers are all distributed in other classes, and now there is only Xi Bowen, and Xi Bowen looks like a weakling.
There seemed to be a lot of people on Chen Zhijie's side.
Use the few to defeat the many.
hiss. It's a bit uncertain.
Ma Xiaoding felt uneasy and stopped. After thinking for a while, Ma Xiaoding looked back at Song Yu pitifully, aggrieved: "Brother Yu, I was bullied."
Song Yu, who was watching everything, smiled wryly: "Oh, it's good."
Bad boys like Ma Xiaoding should be beaten up until they give up martial arts and turn to literature and study hard.
Xi Bowen was stunned. "No, Brother Ma, why are you talking to Brother Yu in that tone? Brother Yu is a student and won't fight at all. You still want him to help you? Isn't this harming Brother Yu?"
Ma Xiaoding looked at him with pity and didn't want to explain too much.
Piantou continued to plead his sympathy with Song Yu, appealing to his emotions and reasoning with him.
"Brother Yu, I was wrong. This is not about me being bullied. This is about the dignity of our class."
"They just grab the occupied court and then they take it away. This really doesn't take us seriously!"
"Brother Yu! We must have a sense of class honor!"
Song Yu tilted his head and asked Xie Sui: "If you don't recite Qinyuanchun Changsha, can you teach me Newton's third law?"
Xie Sui suppressed his laughter and said, "Do you want to teach the first and second laws first?"
Ma Xiaoding was afraid that the two of them would leave first, so he almost cried, no longer caring about his dignity, and sobbed, "Brother Yu, I want to play basketball and dunk."
Song Yu: “…”
Xi Bowen was full of questions: "Why not?"
They were making a lot of noise here for a long time, but in fact many people in the group did not go far away and were observing secretly.
The girls were whispering to each other.
"What happened?"
"It seems like the stadium was robbed."
"It was robbed by Class 25 of Senior High School, Chen Zhijie and his group."
"Ah? Chen Zhijie? The big shot from the second year of high school?"
"What grade leader? He is the school bully."
"hiss--"
The school bully, the boss, so he is the only one in the whole school who wants to study hard?
Song Yu was desperate about the environment around him. He was annoyed by Ma Xiaoding and frowned: "Is that enough?"
Ma Xiaoding blinked, looking very pitiful.
This scene made Xi Bowen and others dumbfounded.
Song Yu curled his lips, turned around and said to Xie Sui: "Wait, I'll go and administer justice first."
Xie Sui smiled, "Okay." Yu Yu was really righteous.
The basketball court is next to the playground.
This time, several classes took the physical education class together, ranging from the first to the third year of high school, so there were a lot of people.
The name of Xie Sui from Class 1, Grade 1 has long been popular in No. 1 Middle School. Many senior schoolmates would stand on the sports stands just to see him.
Xi Bowen led the way, and Ma Xiaoding walked in front, sideways like a crab.
Seeing Ma Xiaoding walking in a way that looked like someone could grab him and beat him up on the street, Song Yu couldn't stand it any longer: "He made me feel like I was going to a fight when he was in front of me."
Xie Sui laughed and said, "Aren't you just going there to fight?"
Song Yu's eyes widened slightly: "I am here to reason, okay? First come, first served, this is a matter of courtesy. Why do we need to resort to violence when we can solve it by reasoning? Do you understand civilized society?"
Xie Sui listened quietly and did not refute.
Song Yu thought about it and said with some dissatisfaction: "So, in your eyes, I am just a bad boy who only knows how to fight?"
Xie Sui was addicted to teasing him. He lowered his eyes and smiled, "No, you can still make phone calls."
Song Yu stared at him expressionlessly.
"oh."
Who am I calling for?
All the praises I gave this morning about being smart, cute and kind have gone to the dogs?
Xie Sui was already a prominent figure, and coupled with Song Yu's unknown identity, the noise here attracted a lot of attention. Everyone on the playground quietly moved towards this side, with the basketball court as the center.
A group of people from Class 25 of Senior High School just came out of the equipment room with balls, but the leader was not Chen Zhijie.
It was a big man they hadn't seen that day.
Ma Xiaoding said in a very aggressive tone: "Didn't you say you were here to fight us? We are here, let's fight. Where is your boss, where is Chen Zhijie? Are you a coward?"
Song Yu's face turned pale as he grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back.
Ma Xiaoding: "Hey, Brother Yu, what are you doing? I haven't finished my harsh words yet."
Song Yu ignored him, his composure restored, and he said in a graceful and polite manner: "My classmate..." Let's talk about the ownership of the court.
But before he could finish his words, the big guy had already sneered while holding the ball, and said smugly: "Chen Zhijie? He abdicated yesterday. He suddenly got into studying and even dyed his hair back. Now I am the school bully of No. 1 Middle School. I am the boss of Class 15, Gao Feng!"
Song Yu gritted his teeth and continued calmly: "...This court was occupied by people from our class first."
Gao Feng wiped his nose with his thumb and smiled coldly: "Fight! Come on! Today is the day I will make a name for myself! After today, the whole school will know that their school bully has changed!"
Song Yu took a deep breath: "...When we do things, we should pay attention to the principle of first come first served, so can everyone take a step back?"
Gao Feng talked to himself: "Brothers! Show your weapons!"
Song Yu shut up and looked at him coldly.
The air became tense in an instant.
Ma Xiaoding was trembling behind him, looking at Gao Feng as if he was a warrior who was willing to sacrifice himself to blow up a bunker.
Gao Feng noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and finally set his sights on Song Yu. Seeing his delicate and weak appearance, he sneered: "What the hell did you just say? Are you trying to say that you came here first and we should give up our seats? Hey, you shouted at the basketball court, did he respond?"
Ma Xiaoding looked sad and regretful.
Bro you are playing with fire, oh no, you are playing with your life.
Xi Bowen couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He couldn't understand why Brother Ma wanted to bring Brother Yu, who was living a peaceful life and just wanted to study, over.
Song Yu calmed down.
Oh shit.
This logic doesn't make sense.
He exhaled, looked at Gao Feng and smiled.
"I don't know whether it should be done or not, but I know that when I call you son later, you have to respond whether you should or not."
Gao Feng’s eyes widened.
Song Yu flexed his wrist and said in a cold tone, "If you don't respond, I will beat you until you respond."
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