It was a boy of the same age as them.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he was shining brightly in the sun, wearing a short-sleeved shirt inside, representing the school uniform jacket of No. 7 Middle School draped over his shoulders.

A car rushed by the side of the road, causing a gust of wind to sway his school uniform and coat.

He hugged his arms with his hands and raised his coat, which set off his unruly and erect eyes, giving him a feeling of a hero from the world.

With his chin raised lightly, his eyes hit Si Fengmian and shouted: "Si Fengmian!"

Xiao Ni carried a bag on one shoulder, pulled the strap with his hand, and put the school uniform coat on his elbow. His eyes swept up and down, and he sniffed the yellow-haired boy.

Then, he turned his head slightly and asked Si Fengmian without any concealment, "Isn't the mainstream?"

“Not mainstream.”

Si Fengmian nodded with stomachache.

When he heard this, the yellow-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes wide open and shouted to the two of them angrily, "What do you mean, you are not the mainstream!"

Xiao Ni didn't even look at him at his anger and ignored him directly.

He asked, "Who?"

"have no idea."

After pondering for a while, Si Fengmian didn't think about the result and had to answer truthfully.

Obviously, the unshirkable conversation between the two fell into the ears of the yellow-haired boy.

"I don't know?" The yellow-haired boy was furious immediately. When he walked over, his hair shone with golden light. He glared at him angrily, "Si Fengmian! How dare you pretend not to know me?!"

This person is so second-rate. Si Fengmian doesn't want to get involved with him at all, but the reason for the tutoring makes it difficult for him to turn around and leave, so after a moment of stomachache, he took a breath.

Question: "Who are you?"

"Joe Weiran!"

The yellow-haired boy raised his chin and proudly called him.

“…”

Unfortunately, I still... I don't know each other.

Si Fengmian looked dull.

Seeing this, Xiao Ni looked down at the time of the phone screen, pressed the lock screen key, and then said to Si Fengmian a little impatiently: "It's nine o'clock soon."

"let's go."

Si Fengmian said straightforwardly.

The two turned around and wanted to leave.

"grass!"

Qiao Weiran cursed angrily, then strode forward, blocking the two of them again.

"We have met in the mathematics competition. We both have second prizes." Qiao Weiran stared at Si Fengmian and asked unhappily, "Do you really don't remember me?"

A 17 or 18-year-old boy is so unreasonable...

Si Fengmian stopped complaining and simply said directly: "I don't remember. Are you here to reminisce about the past or to issue a war letter?"

“…”

Qiao Weiran, who came to post a question, was choked because she was snatched by Si Fengmian's question.

Xiao Ni and Si Fengmian waited for three seconds, but when they saw Qiao Weiran didn't say anything, they never waited.

Bypass Qiao Weiran and walk towards the entrance of the venue.

It was not until the two passed by Qiao Weiran that Qiao Weiran seemed to suddenly come to his senses, immediately cursed swear words in anger, turned around and grabbed Si Fengmian's arm.

However, his fingers just touched Si Fengmian's sleeve—

The wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He subconsciously struggled, but the force of his wrist was shackled like a pliers. Not to mention breaking free, he didn't move at all.

He raised his eyes in shock and saw the young man who was one step behind Si Fengmian standing in front of him, his expression was cold, and a hint of hostility and irritability appeared in his eyebrows. Two gazes came out from under his thin eyelids and hit him directly, making him feel creepy.

"Who are you stepping on?!"

The voice trembled, and Qiao Weiran secretly cheered himself up and encouraged the courage to glar over.

"none of your business."

Liangliang's eyes flashed past Qiao Weiran, Xiao Ni's voice was very cold, cool and cool.

At the same time, his subordinates exerted a little force, and Qiao Weiran felt a burst of pain in his wrist, which immediately made him grin.

"elder brother!"

Si Fengmian had a bad premonition and called Xiao Ni in time.

Xiao Ni's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and he heard the sound, but at the same time he pushed the person back, and Qiao Weiran staggered back and almost stabilized.

However, the school uniform coat on his shoulder fell down and he was stepped on by himself.

Many bystanders around came to watch.

"you--"

The young man was full of energy and was so humiliated that he couldn't hold back his face. He immediately rushed up impulse and passionately, and he lifted his fist and wanted to go.

Just then—

"Joe Weiran!"

A cold and restrained voice drank Qiao Weiran.

Qiao Weiran's actions were immediately stopped.

Frozen.

So obedient?

Seeing this, Si Fengmian and Xiao Ni were both a little surprised, and then raised their eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

That was also a teenager.

He wore a school uniform of No. 3 Middle School, but he was different from Qiao Weiran. He wore it well on his body without zipping, his clothes were open, and he did not have the arrogant and domineering nature of a young man. His temperament was noble and cold, and his eyes were handsome. He gave people the impression of a "good student" at a glance. His every move showed his "cultivation".

There are huge differences between students.

For example, Qiao Weiran is obviously an x-second-tier model, and a virtual stand.

But the one in front of you-

Calm, noble, gentle, holding the shell of a "good student", it is unknown whether the inside is clean and transparent or dirty.

However, no matter how low-key such a person is, he should not be underestimated wherever he puts it.

"Wind Sleep."

The boy came over, with a gentle smile on his face, and nodded to Si Fengmian.

Si Fengmian's expression changed slightly, but the next moment, he bent his eyebrows and showed a refreshing smile, "Brother Third."

Third brother?

Xiao Ni frowned, and his two unhappy eyes seemed to be on the boy as if they were present and vain.

At this time, the young man suddenly looked over, his eyes met Xiao Ni, and after a second, he retracted his face without changing his expression.

From that glance, Xiao Ni faintly read a little contempt and disdain from it. There was even a little clearer - the other party knew him.

The boy approached a little and stopped in front of the two, his eyes only stayed on Si Fengmian.

——It seems that Si Fengmian is the only one who deserves his attention.

He asked: "Are you the captain of the affiliated high school?"

"Yes." Si Fengmian asked calmly, "Brother 3 leads the team in Third Middle School?"

"right."

The boy chuckled gracefully and looked back, his eyes flashing past Qiao Weiran.

Seeing his captain Qiao Weiran had long lost his former arrogant attitude. At this moment, he picked up the school uniform on the ground and stood beside the boy with his rules, slightly lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips, as if he was a little afraid of the boy.

The boy apologized, "Sorry, I didn't watch his team members."

"fine."

Si Fengmian said lightly.

"Then let's go first, see you on the field." The young man said, leaving a polite word, "Please show mercy at that time."

However, perhaps because he was used to being stupid with Xiao Ni, who was usually arrogant, Si Fengmian nodded without thinking and said "Yes".

Qiao Weiran: “…”

Fuck, so arrogant?
To be continued...