Chu Yang's mobile phone has just been bought, and there are no more than ten contacts, most of whom are family and friends.

However, the call was not called by my family. The three words "Xie Wenzheng" jumped on the caller ID.

After finding a point of bias, Chu Yang answered the phone. Although the school is not strict in calling, it is sometimes a little troublesome to call in front of the teacher.

"Hey? Thank you Director?" Chu Yang answered the phone and asked directly.

"Chu Yang? I'm Xie Wenzheng. I've received the batch of flutes you sent." Although I was very excited, Xie Wenzheng tried his best to calm his tone. After all, he was a businessman, and showing too much interest in a product is an act of putting himself at a negotiation disadvantage.

"Oh, how about it? Director Xie thinks these flutes are OK?" Chu Yang asked.

This batch of "Huayin" flutes were made by him by himself. Over the past period of time, Chu Yang has also gained some understanding of the grade of flutes. Although these flutes are made casually, their quality can definitely exceed the so-called "branded products" made by those masters.

"I tried to blow the flute, and the sound is still good. I recommended it to your customers, and they all recognize your flute, so I want to order one hundred flutes from you. Of course, the price is still based on the original price. As for settlement, how about we settle it every month?" Xie Wenzheng asked tentatively.

The fifty flutes that Chu Yang had mailed before were all bought by Tan Yanjian. He was actually in an embarrassing situation where there was no stock available. However, he did not intend to send the sales money for these fifty flutes to Chu Yang at one time, but proposed to pay one month to complete and continue to customize 100 flutes. The reason for doing this was that he did not want Chu Yang to feel that the flutes he made were selling too well, so as not to raise prices on the ground. On the other hand, he also wanted to continue to observe and see if his next batch of flutes could still maintain this level of quality.

Chu Yang didn't expect Xie Wenzheng to have so many little thoughts. For him, the batch of flutes he made was just to solve his current urgent need for money shortage. There is not much difference between making fifty pieces and making one hundred pieces.

So on the phone, Chu Yang happily agreed to Xie Wenzheng's request, but said that the delivery might be a few days later. After all, he was in school during this time and had no time to make flutes during the day, so he could only take time to make some at night.

After hanging up Xie Wenzheng's phone call, Chu Yang saw that the Qi Kingdom was still standing by, and he looked like he would not give up without asking questions. He quickly used the excuse of urinating and flashing.

After a casual chew in the school cafeteria, Chu Yang picked up the book "Basics of Music Theory" which had been turned into a little curled by him, and got up and walked towards the classroom. There were two evening self-study sessions in the evening, and just took advantage of this time to read the chord shift that I hadn't learned much about just now.

From the cafeteria to the classroom, you have to pass through a long and narrow path. Since there are dense groves on both sides of the road, it is usually a "holy place" for men and women to have a tryst.

Of course, it is also a paradise for some students with excessive hormones to fight.

Chu Yang lowered his head and walked while thinking about the possibilities of the transposition connection between the C major chords and F and G two tributaries. Unfortunately, there is no piano or other keyboard instrument at hand at this moment, otherwise it would be even better if you could try it on the spot.

Several boys who slowly walked out of the woods blocked Chu Yang's path.

When the boys walking behind Chu Yang saw this scene, they turned around and left. Two of them were so anxious that they even trotted. The boys were all famous fighting kings in the school, and they were said to have sex with the gangsters outside the society. On weekdays, these guys almost walked sideways on campus, and were famous for being outside. These people gathered together and were still stuck here, and it was not a good thing at first glance. Although I don’t know which unlucky guy was going to be beaten, it would be better not to watch this kind of excitement.

When Chu Yang felt that someone was blocking his way, he subconsciously stopped. Although he did not look up, his keen six senses had already reminded him of the malice of the person opposite him.

When he looked up, a faint smile appeared on Chu Yang's face.

It’s better to come sooner than to come by. The people in front of me were just looking for me before the New Year. Oh no, to be precise, the people who were asking for trouble for my ex. Chu Yang was just thinking about when they could solve them, but he didn’t expect that these guys were so "sensible" and actually came to him.

Han Zhuang stared at this guy who was half a shorter than him, but he didn't expect that the other party would still have the heart to smile, and there was a hint of contempt in his smile.

"Little pussy, laugh at your mom, laugh, I haven't had a memory gain when I was beaten before the New Year?" Han Zhuang stared at Chu Yang and said in a bad voice.

"Bang!" As soon as Han Zhuang finished speaking, he felt a crisp sound, and then a huge pain appeared on his left face. He turned around for a while before he stopped!

Behind Han Zhuang, Cheng An and Du Fei were stunned when they saw Chu Yang dare to take action first. They thought to themselves when this guy was so bold?

"Grass! Little pussy, I dare to hit you Mr. Han. If I don't stomp your hand today, I will take your surname!" Han Zhuang, who covered his face and finally came to his senses, suddenly became furious. He has been the "No. 1" of No. 2 Middle School since the first year of high school. When did someone slapped in the face like this? Especially in front of his younger brother, the one who hit him was actually the garbage he had cleaned up before!

The huge anger made Han Zhuang lose his mind. He was just thinking of teaching Chu Yang a lesson. Without thinking, he took out a switchblade from behind, bounced out the blade with a "brush", jumped out, and pounced directly at Chu Yang's chest!

He did not consider the consequences of this knife at all. The knife was exactly in Chu Yang's heart. If the knife was solid, Chu Yang would probably have lost his life!

Chu Yang's eyes flashed and he let him go. Although Han Zhuang was ruthless and anxious, his movements were really slow to fall into Chu Yang's eyes. He had fought with Snake San and Brother Hu, and even the ruthless character of Brother Hu who retreated from the army was damaged by him, not to mention a gangster like Han Zhuang who only bullies ordinary students.

Han Zhuang only felt his hand tightening, and then his wrist was stabbed with a knife as if it was being clamped by iron clamps, and his bones were almost broken!

Before he could shout, the center of gravity was unstable due to a stabbing, and Chu Yang took the opportunity to stumble, and he fell out without any suspense. With a "bang!", he had an intimate contact with the ground!

Immediately, Han Zhuang felt a pain on his face, and the soles of a sneaker were already stomping on his face!

"Um~~Mmm~~~" Han Zhuang shouted in pain, his hands constantly slapping the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but the foot that stepped on his face was too strong, pressing on his face like a mountain, and he felt that the other party was still increasing force, as if he was about to stomp his head in the next moment!

Cheng An and Du Fei, watching such a dramatic change, stayed in place and even forgot to take action!

Han Zhuang, who has always been accustomed to being rampant in No. 2 Middle School, is fine if his "big brother" was slapped by someone, but he is still being stepped on the ground like a dog. What's going on?

"Cao, he dares to beat Brother Zhuang, Anzi, let's go!" Du Fei reacted first, shouted, and rushed forward.

Seeing the situation, Cheng An also rushed up with Du Fei. The two of them had been through the "battlefield" for a long time and could not count the number of times they cooperated. Naturally, they were very "tactical" and kicked each other. One kicked Chu Yang's head, and the other kicked him in the chest.

At the moment, Chu Yang was half kneeling on the ground. Facing the attacks of the two people, he naturally could not maintain his original posture. However, he did not intend to hide. Seeing the legs of the two people kicking over, he dodged back, then swung his right leg and kicked Han Zhuang on the ground away!

To kick a person lying on the ground, it is difficult for ordinary people to do it even if they are practicing. Chu Yang's hand seemed simple and casual, but he faintly used a trace of true energy. Han Zhuang was like a big sandbag, facing his feet straight towards his feet!

"Pu! Pu!" Two muffled sounds, Cheng An and Du Fei's flying feet accurately kicked Han Zhuang in the face and chest, and Han Zhuang, who was freed from the "pressure" of Chu Yang's soles, suddenly screamed again!

"Oh, you two bastards, you dare to kick me, I can't spare you!" Han Zhuang was kicked back by the two of them, and fell to the ground like a dead dog, and immediately started yelling.

"Brother Zhuang, we didn't mean it, ah, oh!" Before the two of them could finish explaining to Han Zhuang, they felt a pain in their lower abdomen. The next moment, like Han Zhuang, they flew up in the air and fell on the ground.

Chu Yang solved the three garbage, Shi Shiran walked to Han Zhuang, stepped on his already dirty face again, and asked coldly: "Who told you to block me here?"

In fact, Chu Yang had already guessed the main person in a very good way. The reason why he asked Han Zhuang again was just to prove it.

Han Zhuang was stubborn for a while at first, but after Chu Yang cut off his three fingers without hesitation, this guy immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube, and all of them were called out.

Sure enough, all three guys were found by the fat man Xie Shuai. In the afternoon music class, Chu Yang contradicted him, and this guy was in a bad mood.

"More than a month has passed, and this is still the same thing, and there is nothing new!" Chu Yang got the answer he wanted, curled his lips and laughed coldly.

He turned around and slowly left the woods, throwing three guys who were still lying on the ground and hummed there like garbage. Just before leaving, Chu Yang kicked each of them, secretly pushing a true energy into their bodies. At most half a year, their body meridians would be damaged by this true energy and die suddenly!

These three people have caused trouble for themselves twice, and they have all taken the blame. How could Chu Yang keep them alive in the world!
Chapter completed!