Yang Fan was angry, but the reason for his anger was that it made people laugh.
He was angry because Zhang Chenggang and the three of them did not have the qualifications to join the underworld, but they were still following the path of gangsters.
But now, Zhang Chenggang was very angry because of Yang Fan's words, but Yang Fan made a surprising move. He gave Zhang Chenggang a dagger, tore open his clothes, and asked him to stab him in the heart.
Zhang Chenggang was struggling in his heart. Yang Fan's words had severely stimulated him, or in other words, hurt his self-esteem. This made him want to stab Yang Fan's chest with a knife to release the bad breath.
However, his reason was telling him that if the knife was struck, someone would die, and he would have to pay for it with his own life.
Yang Fan did not speak, but was staring at Zhang Chenggang. He was completely sure that as soon as Zhang Chenggang moved, he could immediately grab Zhang Chenggang's hand holding the dagger.
Yang Fan is giving Zhang Chenggang a choice, a choice between a normal person and a gangster. Yang Fan has already made a decision. As long as Zhang Chenggang stabs him, he will train Zhang Chenggang and let him join the gang.
Zhang Chenggang didn't know that this knife was not just as simple as whether he had the courage to stab it out, but also a decision point for his fate.
Time passes by second by second, but it seems to be frozen in this moment.
The guy standing next to Zhang Chenggang couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere. He glanced at Yang Fan secretly, and then quietly pulled Zhang Chenggang's clothes.
He didn't want Zhang Chenggang to stab Yang Fan. If Yang Fan was stabbed to death, he wouldn't be able to escape responsibility. He knew this very well.
Just such a small movement made Zhang Chenggang completely relax, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Go away." Yang Fan waved his hand: "Don't behave like a gangster in the future." After a pause, Yang Fan said again: "At least in front of me, don't act like a gangster."
When the two guys who came with Zhang Chenggang heard Yang Fan's words, they immediately pulled Zhang Chenggang and left quickly.
Yang Fan lit a cigarette, leaned against the stainless steel guardrail, and took a deep breath.
The moment Zhang Chenggang's dagger fell to the ground, Yang Fan's originally angry mood calmed down. It seemed that the falling of the dagger represented his giving up on Zhang Chenggang and the three of them.
Thinking of his decision just now, Yang Fan couldn't help but reveal a playful smile. Others chose their own path, so why should he give others such a path?
When I joined a gang and embarked on this path, no one gave me this choice. It was entirely of my own free will. It's a good thing for me now that I actually gave others this choice.
At this moment, a girl walked out from behind the two green cooling water towers and looked at Yang Fan quietly.
Yang Fan was suddenly shocked. There was someone else on the rooftop?
This girl is wearing the school uniform of Chenyang Middle School, a white half-sleeved shirt, a small red tie, and a knee-length school uniform skirt. The girl is about 1.65 meters tall, with an oval face, a pair of big eyes, a straight nose, and a bright face.
No makeup is used, and the lips appear healthy red.
Very beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
What is especially worthy of praise is her figure, which is completely in golden proportions and has a perfect S-shaped curve. To use an old saying, it is ****, so beautiful.
However, Yang Fan felt something was wrong. He never had the impulse he should have when seeing a beautiful woman. After a long time, Yang Fan suddenly realized that no wonder he felt something was wrong. It turned out that this girl looked at people with a cold look.
The beauty just looked at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan looked at the beauty in the same way. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
After a long time, the beauty slowly walked over and stood next to Yang Fan. She grabbed the railing with both hands and stood on the half-height wall. She took a deep breath and asked, "Why did you do that just now?"
?”
The sound is clear and pleasant, like an oriole.
It's a pity that just like the way she looks at people, she also has a cold tone in her words.
"What?" Yang Fan didn't react and asked subconsciously.
"I mean just now, why didn't you just beat them up?" The beauty turned her head and looked at Yang Fan: "With your strength, beating them up shouldn't be a problem. Wouldn't this teach them a lesson directly?
?Why are you so angry and talking so much nonsense?"
"Are what I said nonsense?" Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you think so, but I don't think so. They don't have the qualifications to be a fool, so they shouldn't take this path."
After hearing Yang Fan's words, the beauty frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
"When you finally let them go, why didn't you say some harsh words to scare them so that they would not continue to learn about the underworld?" After a while, the beauty continued to ask: "Judging from their expressions at that time, they were quite
Afraid of you."
"That's their business. It's their own choice how to take their own path. I don't have the right to stop others from choosing." Yang Fan flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground in a perfect parabola.
: "What I can do is not let them act like a gangster in front of me."
"Thank you for clarifying my doubts. Goodbye." The beauty said this to Yang Fan, jumped off the wall, and walked straight to the red iron door leading downstairs.
"Why are you here?" Yang Fan said to the back of this beautiful woman.
This beauty didn't seem to hear Yang Fan's words and didn't look back.
"Hey, you were the one asking me just now. Isn't it too much for me to ask you such a question?" Yang Fan saw the beauty walking away and shouted.
The beauty still didn't answer and went downstairs.
"Holy shit, what the fuck is going on?" Yang Fan said to himself.
As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, the class bell suddenly rang.
Yang Fan quickly ran downstairs, but when he arrived at the classroom, he was already late.
Oops, this class actually belongs to the class teacher He Yulan.
Seeing He Yulan's dark face, Yang Fan bit the bullet and shouted: "Report."
"You dare to be late for my class. It can be imagined that you definitely don't take other teachers' classes seriously." My first impression of Yang Fan was not good, but now I saw that Yang Fan was late.
, He Yulan was even more angry, and immediately said: "Go to the playground and find a sunny place to stand, so that you can remember a little longer."
Damn black-faced god, you are obviously biased against me. I shouted to report when I was late, and Lin Duckweed even praised me. When you come here, you are actually punished by standing still, and you even ask me to go to the playground.
Being forced to stand in the sun is really **.
"Aren't you going?" Seeing Yang Fan lingering, He Yulan slammed the book in her hand on the desk.
Yang Fan glanced at He Yulan angrily, turned around and walked towards the playground.
"Humph, today's students are really becoming less and less qualified." After He Yulan said this, she continued the class.
As soon as Yang Fan walked out of the teaching building, he saw a teacher walking towards him. It was none other than Lin Duckweed.
"Teacher Lin." Yang Fan saw Lin Duckweed walking in and shouted politely.
Lin Duckweed stopped, looked at Yang Fan, and recognized the polite student from Class 7, and couldn't help but ask: "What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in Class 7 before? It's class time now, come on
What are you doing on the playground?”
"I am Yang Fan, the transfer student who just came today. I was assigned to Class 7. I was late for class just now. Teacher He asked me to stand on the playground as a punishment." Yang Fan pretended to be an aggrieved student: "I have already called a report.
Yes, but Teacher He said I was late on purpose."
"Teacher He has such a bad temper, so don't make him stand still and go to Class 8 to listen to my class." Lin Ducking said with a smile on her face.
Yang Fan was so happy. When get out of class was over, he originally wanted to go to Class 8 to see who Xiao Yuanyue was, but Zhang Chenggang and the others disturbed him. Besides, he didn't have to stand for punishment. It was like pie in the sky. good thing.
This is the benefit he got in exchange for his original report! Yang Fan was deeply proud of his report at this time! What he did at that time was so damn right!
"But, will Teacher He get angry?" Yang Fan said with a look of embarrassment.
Lin Duckweed smiled: "It's okay. If Teacher He pursues the matter, I will tell her. Let's go to the classroom together."
Yang Fan followed Lin Duckweed directly to Class 8, Grade 2.
Seeing her class teacher bringing in a new student, who everyone thought was a transfer student, Lin Duckweed smiled and said, "This is Yang Fan from Class 7. We will all be classmates from now on. He was made to stand by Teacher He, and I asked him to
Come to our class and listen to me teach."
Hearing what Lin Duckweed said, the students in Class 8 couldn't help but feel a little bit in an uproar. Class 7 was a notorious scum class, so Yang Fan was actually led into his own class by his class teacher to listen to the class while their class teacher was making him stand?
Isn’t this really incredible?
Although his class teacher has a good temper, he has never seen students from Class 7 who were forced to stand and be taken to his class to listen to lectures? What kind of ability does Yang Fan have that his class teacher can take a look at?
"Okay, let's start class. Yang Fan, go and sit down at the back." Lin Duckweed clapped her hands and said to Yang Fan, pointing to a seat at the back.
Yang Fan couldn't help but be startled when he saw it. There was only one empty seat at the back, and there was a girl sitting next to it.
This girl is none other than the beauty I met on the rooftop.
After being startled for a moment, Yang Fan immediately came to his senses and quickly walked over and sat down.
While Lin Duckweed was writing on the blackboard, Yang Fan lowered his voice and said, "We meet again."
The beauty just glanced at Yang Fan, and then looked at the blackboard intently.
"What's your name?" Yang Fan asked again.
Seeing the beautiful woman and still ignoring him, Yang Fan said again: "Why are you like this? You asked me so many questions on the rooftop, but I answered you all. You didn't say anything when I asked you. You are too ungrateful.
Alright?"
I don’t know whether it was Yang Fan’s words that left this beauty speechless, or whether this beauty really felt that she was not very particular about her life. She said, "Xiao Jingyi."
Then he said: "Don't disturb my lecture."
Hearing this beauty say his name, Yang Fan felt a bang in his head, this cold beauty turned out to be Xiao Jingyi?
"Your name is Xiao Jingyi?" Yang Fan automatically filtered out the sentence after Xiao Jingyi and continued to ask.
Xiao Jingyi glared at Yang Fan fiercely and stopped talking.