There were more and more people in the cafeteria, and the episode just now became a topic of discussion, with whispers everywhere.

Wu Xing tried hard to open his eyes and crushed the tip of his shoes on the ground, "What do you say on the weekend? Do you need to find a few more people?"

"Don't go." Yes was angry when he mentioned this, "Taisui won't come at all, it's boring."

"How do you know he won't come?" Wu Xing asked.

Yes didn't know what to say, but thought about it before answering, "I have an informant."

Wu Xing was a little surprised, "Informer? Who is it?"

Yes said, "Yang Yongxin."

“…”

Wu Xing looked at him seriously for two seconds, then messed up his hair irritably, narrowed his eyes and returned to his sleepy state.

There are four negative words written on your face: Fuck you.

A footstep approached and stopped behind the two.

Yes was chatting and unconsciously fleeing with Wu Xing. The faint smell of sandalwood approached and could not escape his dog's nose. He looked back and found that there was one more person in the queue for the pork ribs. He just cleaned up the study god in the desk hall, He Xiu.

He Xiu was holding the phone, and the model was a bit old, it was the model from the previous year, and he was waving his head down.

Yes looked at him and cleared his throat. When he heard the sound, Yes naturally threw out his old tricks...

"Hey!"

He Xiu nodded without any intention, "Yes."

Fuck it.

Is it that difficult to huh? I said hey, you said ha, isn't this a rule in the world?

Yes's mouth was drooping boredly, "Stop ordering, my last serving."

"Hmm?" He Xiu then looked up at the display screen above his head, and his black eyes quickly swept through the front of the team and swept on Yes's face, "It's true."

The leader of the show-off world. Yes thought to himself that he could check more than a dozen heads in one second, and his eyes were scanners.

However, He Xiu did not move, changed his position and continued to look at his phone. Wu Xing frowned and said, "When you are gone, why are you still venting? Eat the air?"

He Xiu said calmly, "It just happened to be stuck with you, so I can get another one."

There is a ghost if you can come.

Yes sneered in his heart. He wanted to rub half a bowl of ribs cookers countless times in the past two years. He was so handsome, and the aunt still shook her head coldly, unable to even scrape out a piece of bone.

He Xiu was handsome, but Yes thought he was not as good as him.

He nodded with Song Yi who found the seat, turned around and continued to argue with Wu Xingwai.

After another five or six minutes, it finally arrived. Ye Si watched the aunt scrape the last portion of ribs into his plate with a spoon. He picked up the tray and looked back at He Xiu.

He Xiu: "Hmm?"

Yes chose to remain silent, raised his eyebrows, and then held up his portion to add ingredients to the side dish area next to him.

Yu Guangli He Xiu stood in front of the counter, and the aunt asked, "Is it difficult for you to warm up today?"

Yes' ears were slid and he slowly scooped peppers into the bowl. Wu Xing looked at the empty bowl and wanted to remind him that the peppers were gone. Before he opened his mouth, Yes patted him back.

He Xiu said, "It's not difficult. Auntie, can I scrape out half of the pork ribs? I really want to eat this after the exam."

Yes's lip-syncing answer: Dreaming.

The aunt smiled like a flower, "Yes, I'll heat you up afterwards. Please wait five more minutes and I'll put some more ribs for you."

He Xiu smiled, "Thank you."

"Fuck?" Yes was shown and couldn't help asking, "Is she your mother?"

The voice was a little loud, and everyone around him looked over. He Xiu said calmly, "No, I just say hello a few more times."

Yes felt angry for no reason, and was for the whole school's poor fellows. He stared at He Xiu for a long time, but the God of Learning himself did not get his anger, and he lowered his head and continued to browse his phone.

It seemed that there was a film with some anti-peeping screen. It looked pitch black from the side, and I didn't know what he was looking at.

Wu Xing hit Yes with his arm, "Let's go, two people on the road. If you don't want you, why bother him?"

Yes didn't say anything, and he couldn't tell why he was a little unhappy.

Maybe it's just that I haven't got a "ha" for three years, and I still can't get a "ha" boredom after being reborn.

It's hard to find a "ha".

There are ten people in the round table in the canteen, and the three giants of the gang team have been enjoying the treatment of empty tables. Yes and Wu Xing sat next to Song Yi, Yes lowered his head and chewed a few bites of ribs, and snatched two egg tarts into his own plate.

"Why did you suddenly want to eat sweet food?" Song Yi asked, "Don't you not eat sweet food?"

Sweets can cause a great burden on the heart. Yes never touched them again after his first illness in junior high school. He was burdened and only claimed to be unwilling to the outside world. In fact, he could dream of cakes and chocolates occasionally.

Yes bit the egg tart without saying a word, and sang loudly to the world in his heart.

It's so sweet, the soft and tender egg core is still crispy. My dad said that there is nothing good for sweets, but he is really farting.

Yu Guangli He Xiu held the ribs and found a free seat at the next table. Yes bit half of the egg tart and looked up. The ribs were piled up. He topped two pots and pushed a layer with chopsticks. There were even a few beef briskets inside, just like a mom Russian doll.

Song Yi followed his gaze and said, "Hey~" and then understood something and said, "Brother, don't be jealous, brother, I'll give you that to eat."

"Get out." Yes kicked him under the table, "I'll share yours in your bowl."

Song Yi clasped his fists and respected Ye Si, "That brother thanks my brother for his filial piety."

"Get out!" Yes cursed even more fiercely.

The three of them laughed, and Song Yi became more and more excited as he laughed. He almost squirted out of his nose. He was slapped away by Wu Xing, and then pushed back by Ye Si in disgust.

Just as he was smiling, a bang suddenly came from behind, with an echo, and the originally noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Yes' smile on his face was curled up, he pulled out a leg from under the table, and turned around and looked back.

It's Chen Zihang again.

Chen Zihang just slapped the empty plate on the table. The person he was photographed by him was called Wen Chen. He was quite a weak boy. He was in the same class as Ye Si for the time being, but his sense of existence has always been low.

Chen Zihang pointed at Wen Chen, "Let me say this for you. I will apply to get out of the three nights by myself. If I don't get out of three days, I will help you."

The person at the table quietly retreated from the battle circle, and Wen Chen was the only one left. Wen Chen looked at the plate in front of him and his body was stiff, "I have already applied to not be in the same room as you. Senior high school boys can only stay for three nights, don't go too far."

"Oh, am I too much?" Chen Zihang stepped on the stool next to Wen Chen, his face pressed on him, and his middle finger poked Wen Chen's throat, "Get out, come out, three, wait. Let me see it again, I will press your head into the squat pit and urinate."

Wen Chen coughed and subconsciously dodged. Chen Zihang picked up the dining plate and slammed it on the table. The dining plate was directly concave. He grabbed Wen Chen's collar, raised his hand to the head and slapped it, then pressed his finger toward the throat.

"Hide, and still fuck you, let you... fuck!"

A force suddenly stopped his fingers, and frustrated along the fingers, and the movement was done quickly. He didn't stand firmly. If he hadn't taken off the leg on the stool in time and then tilted his fingers, he would probably have been broken.

When Chen Zihang turned around, he saw Yes standing next to him, bent on his finger and didn't let go.

"Fuck! You're fucking sick!"

"Who is sick?" Yes looked at him, "If you peel your fingers, just poke our class. Why don't I take a set of slitting belts and removing bones?"

"Fuck me, you are everywhere. I think there is no one in our class, right?" As soon as Chen Zihang finished speaking, three or four gangsters from the next class came up from the people around him. Almost at the same time, Song Yi and Wu Xing stood up, one left and one right behind Ye Si.

Song Yi was still smiling, but the smile in his eyes was fierce. Wu Xing opened his eyes, and the cold impatientness on his face was full of unprovoked meaning.

Ye Si smiled, "I'm having a good start in my senior year, come and do it?"

The people around him immediately started to make a fuss and stood on the table without fear of trouble. Yes let go of Chen Zihang's hand, "Are you going out here?"

The aunt in the cafeteria shouted behind the glass: "What are you doing? Which class is from?! It's going to be troubled on the first day of school! It's going to be apart soon! If it doesn't break up, I will call the security department immediately!"

Chen Zihang pressed his frustrated finger and pointed at Yes fiercely, "See you on Yongping Street on the weekend."

Yes let him pass by his side with an expressionless face, flashed as he was about to come into maliciously, and watched him stagger.

"Then let's make up. Even if Tai Sui doesn't come, you'll have to come. If you don't come, you'll be grandson." He said, looking up at Chen Zihang, "Also, you've pointed at me twice today."

After Ye Si said calmly, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Chen Zihang's collar and pushed him to the pillar next to him. It was obviously a human flesh hitting the pillar, but somehow it made a buzzing sound, and the surroundings suddenly became silent. Even though he heard it, he felt that his spine was about to crack.

Yes doesn't like to speak harshly when fighting. He has always advocated stability, accuracy and ruthlessness. Fighting is a fight.

Before Chen Zihang could slip out of his mouth, his eyes suddenly swept to the tense muscles on Yes' arm, and blue veins swelled up and he didn't say anything at once.

There are many bad boys in the UK, and only one person is afraid of.

It is rumored that Yes once fought seven or eight social gangsters alone, and finally walked out alone.

Yes pressed his fist against Chen Zihang's chest, "Tell me again, I'll break your finger, your godfather will break a pair, and if you don't believe me, try it."

The evening self-study bell rang, and Chen Zihang put down a few unnutritious words and led a few friends to clear the crowd away. The people watching the fun instantly scattered, and there were only a few left in the cafeteria.

Wen Chen was still shaking. He raised his hand to cover his throat and looked at Yes, "Thank you...thank you."

Yes had no friendship with him. He simply felt that his classmates were a little bit unbearable, and he was really a beast to do something like poking his throat. "It's okay, let's go."

Wu Xing sighed, "Let's go for two steps too, it's just the first evening self-study session at the beginning of school, hey."

Wu Xing is not from Class 4. His class teacher is the director of the Academic Affairs Office. Ms. Hu Xiujie, who can pick up the boys in his class and stuff them into the large trash can in the playground, was a mouse in front of her.

It's a mourning.
To be continued...