But before he could speak, the people inside came out. He was tall, almost 1.8 meters tall, wide shoulders, long legs, and shoulders, and was wearing a school uniform like Song Annian. His eyebrows were not completely faded, so he had to be more ostentatious.

He is an old acquaintance.

Yang Shangchen.

When Yang Shangchen saw Bi You, the briskness in his eyes slowly dissipated. He walked to the two of them, "Do you know each other?"

Bi You answered before Song Annian, "I am a junior high school student before Xiaonian, and I am friends."

Little New Year?

Is it a friend?

Yang Shangchen's heart sank a little. He should have known that Song Annian was so outstanding, so he must have had no shortage of friends in his previous school.

He had never called Song Annian Xiaonian. What about Xiaonian? Isn't it smear? Yue. Yang Shangchen's eyes slowly changed his attitude before he realized it, and he was extremely cold and unhappy.

Fifteen-year-old Yang Shangchen wanted to smash Bi You's mouth with one punch.

Bi You and Yang Shangchen were not dealing with each other, but that was when they were in elementary school. They were in the same elementary school, and their relationship was pretty good at that time. However, because of the exam, Bi You had no eyesight to let Yang Shangchen pass a small note, which made Yang Shangchen catch. Bi You pushed all the mistakes on Yang Shangchen. Yang Shangchen, who was in his teenage years old, had a dream at that time to be a member of the Communist Youth League and then join the party to serve the motherland, but he was punished for cheating at a young age. At that time, his hatred for Bi You was almost overwhelming, and then he disliked Bi You no longer liked him. Bi You would not make it boring to get bored and then go to him to interact with him, so the relationship naturally became more and more stiff.

"Not a friend." Song Annian said lightly, "I am not familiar with him." This was naturally what Yang Shangchen said.

Bi You's expression was not very natural.

The few people behind him also felt that Song Annian was shameless.

“What else can I do besides studying?”

"Like a nerd, why do you still have to eat? Eat a book."

"No, Song Annian, why are you still so arrogant? Who is willing to play with you except Bi You? What kind of costume do you pretend?"

Song Annian thought he was used to it, and used to these people talking behind their backs. Grandpa said that when he was adolescence, people who were not sociable would always be said like this. He didn't care at all. He could have turned a deaf ear to him before.

But now, he felt like a hole was broken in his heart. Yang Shangchen was watching and listening, he could feel the other person's eyes becoming puzzled, and he was looking at him.

Song Annian felt sweating in his palms and his fingers were frozen. He didn't know where to look.

"Say it damn?"

"Damn Yang Er, are you fucking sick?"

In such a short time, Yang Shangchen threw his schoolbag into Song Annian's arms and rushed up to slap each of the boys. He didn't hit Bi You, but just carried Bi You's collar and pushed the person against the wall.

"Please take care of your bad legs and let me hear you talk to him, I can't kill you."

Bi You sneered.

Before Yang Shangchen could let go, the person behind him hooked his neck and threw it hard on the ground. Yang Shangchen frowned in pain, turned over from the ground, and ran up with his hair and hit the ground.

The fight started, and unexpectedly, several boys hugged each other and fought together.

Song Annian was completely stunned by the side. He had never fought and held his schoolbag. Yang Shangchen was obviously at a disadvantage alone under the siege of five or six people, so he wanted to call the police.

However, before he could call the police, the security guard in the restaurant came out and separated the few people tactfully. The manager looked at these little guys who were so rich that his brain hurt, so why didn't he go to the main road to hit him, but at the door of the restaurant?

Yang Shangchen looked at Song Annian, who was pale and depressed next to him, and was so heartbroken that he thrust in pain. He thought Song Annian was very popular everywhere. He had never thought about the reason why Song Annian transferred to school, and it was his fucking Bi You again!

"Biyou, you are so fucking bad," Yang Shangchen's arm was pinched by a tall security guard, but he still had a mouth, "Listen to me, you dare to appear in front of Song Annian again in the future. I will see you once the fuck and hit you once!"

Song Annian and Yang Shangchen were walking on the road. The zipper of Yang Shangchen's school uniform was torn, one of his eyes was black and the corners of his mouth was beaten blood. He walked beside Song Annian and suddenly laughed.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Song Annian looked at him and asked softly.

Yang Shangchen shook his head, "No, you haven't seen him when Zhou San'er fought and broke his head."

It was true that he hadn't seen Yang Shangchen breaking his head with others, but Song Annian had never seen anyone fight, except in film and television dramas.

"But this is my first time losing, but I'm actually quite happy." Yang Shangchen said.

"Why?"

Song Annian didn't understand why she was still happy after being beaten.

Yang Shangchen did not answer. He lowered his head and kicked the small stone on the road. He thought about the words in his mind before asking in a low voice: "Is it because of these people who have transferred to school?"

"No," Song Annian seemed very calm, "They are not worthy." His neck was as slender as a swan, and his temperament was as calm and calm as a swan. He didn't take Bi You and others seriously, one was because of disdain, and the other was because Song Annian didn't understand. He didn't think it was so embarrassing to be unsociable.

Yang Shangchen couldn't help but raise his hand and rubbed Song Annian's hair.

Sure enough, the people he likes are different, and they are so arrogant and so beautiful.

The fragility that had flashed through Song Annian's eyes just now was because he just didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Yang Shangchen. He was afraid that Yang Shangchen would be like those people and felt that he was arrogant.

By then he would not even have Yang Shangchen's only friend.

After all, this is not the first time Bi You has done such a trick.

As for the reason why he didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Yang Shangchen, Song Annian didn't understand.

Yang Shangchen sent Song Annian home.

Song Annian looked at the slowly opened door of her home, paused, turned around and asked Yang Shangchen, "Do you want to go in and sit?"

"No, I have to go back and complain to my brother," Yang Shangchen touched the corner of his mouth, grinning his teeth in pain, "You go in."

Song Annian walked a few steps in.

He was called out by Yang Shangchen again.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were lowered and he became cramped.

"Song Annian, you just asked me why you are happy in a fight." Yang Shangchen's eyes dodged and it took him a long time to return to Song Annian's face. His volume was no longer as high as before, low, and his voice was so nervous that his voice was trembling.

"Because, this is the first time I have fought for someone I like." After Yang Shangchen finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief. He did not dare to listen to Song Annian's answer. He ran away after saying that. The schoolbag on his back was grabbed in his hand, and the boy soon ran away.
Chapter completed!