"Friend..." Chen Mingyang sneered: "Song Ziling, don't be stupid. You treat others as your friends, but they treat you as their scapegoat and rely on you to eat and drink!"
Lu Wenzhi raised his head. He wanted to deny it, but he opened his mouth and lowered his head.
Song Ziling glared at Chen Mingyang and said, "Don't judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. Wen Zhicai is not that kind of person."
"You dare to say that he has never eaten or drank from you?" Chen Mingyang pointed at Lu Wenzhi and said.
Song Ziling said: "I have eaten and drank, but what we call it is sharing between friends. They are the only ones who take you as a scapegoat and want you to eat and drink." He pointed to the few people following Chen Mingyang.
Personally, the most he could do was feed Wen Zhi the food he brought from home. But those people behind Chen Mingyang followed him directly to the restaurant to eat and drink.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"When did we eat and drink together?"
Several little boys behind Chen Mingyang shouted.
"No, I made a mistake." Song Ziling changed his words and said, "You are his dogs, so you don't count them eating and drinking. That's called feeding."
"Wen Zhi, let's go." Song Ziling took Lu Wenzhi's hand and left.
Chen Mingyang was okay, because he originally thought that these classmates were his dogs. However, the children behind him were extremely angry. One of them said to Chen Mingyang: "Master Chen, did you just let them go like this?
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Chen Mingyang lowered his head and looked at the snow on the ground, thought for a while and said, "Smash them with snow."
"yes."
So, they kneaded the snow on the ground into snowballs and threw them at Song Ziling and Lu Wenzhi.
"Ah..." The snowball hit the back of Lu Wenzhi's neck. The snow slid down the back of his neck and into his clothes, making him shiver with the cold.
Song Ziling was also hit a few times. He turned his head, blocked in front of Lu Wenzhi, and cursed at Chen Mingyang: "You are sick, right?"
"Hahaha……"
Chen Mingyang and the others laughed and threw snowballs at Song Ziling, laughing while throwing them.
Song Ziling was so angry that he bent down, squeezed the snow on the ground into snowballs, and threw them at Chen Mingyang and the others.
He was practicing kung fu, and his hands were very strong. He also hit Chen Mingyang and the others on their heads and faces, and he hit them time and time again.
He only threw a dozen snowballs, but Chen Mingyang and the others couldn't stand it anymore. Their noses and faces were all red from the snowballs.
Youfu watched his young master having a snowball fight with his classmates at the entrance of the academy from a distance. He looked at the sky and hurriedly walked over.
"Master, why are you still having a snowball fight with your classmates? Stop playing, it's time to go back, otherwise Madam should be worried."
Song Ziling stopped, looked at Chen Mingyang and the others and said, "Let's play again next time." As he said that, he raised the snowball in his hand, pretending to throw it.
When Chen Mingyang and the others saw this, they hurriedly covered their faces with their hands. They didn't know what Song Ziling grew up on. His hands were so strong that it would hurt if the snowball hit their faces.
Song Ziling smiled and threw the snowball in his hand at a tree on the side of the road, hitting the trunk of the tree. The tree shook and fell, and a whole tree of snow fell.
Chen Mingyang and the others removed their hands that were covering their faces and looked at the falling snow. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva. It was obvious that Song Ziling had restrained his strength when he hit them with the snowball! What if he had used it to hit the tree?
If you hit them with such force, you can knock them silly.
Song Ziling pulled Lu Wen into the general's carriage, and then Youfu drove away in the carriage.
After the carriage entered the main street, Lu Wenzhi said to Song Ziling: "Let me get off! I won't go to your house, I want to go back."
Song Ziling leaned against the car wall and said, "You're already on the car, I won't let you get off!"
"It's time for them to gossip again." Lu Wenzhi lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.
Song Ziling waved his hand nonchalantly and said: "Then let them talk about it, we are friends! Going to a friend's house to walk around, have a meal or something, is a normal thing. I'll change it tomorrow.
I still want to go to your house! Are you going to stop me then?"
"What is there to do at my house?" Although my father received a lot of compensation last time because Zi Ling's parents helped him, his grandfather was ill, and his grandmother and uncle had to spend most of the money. Then, his father's former classmate came to the imperial city.
When he took part in the examination, he said he didn't have enough money, so he borrowed a lot. So his family was still bare, and they couldn't even afford a charcoal to burn in the winter. His father now set up a stall on the street to sell calligraphy and painting.
Sometimes, he really hates his father for being so good-hearted. Grandpa is sick. Although it is time for Qinzi to see a doctor, he can't let grandma and uncle lion speak freely! There is not much money in the first place, so he still lends money to Qinzi.
What classmate.
Song Ziling said: "It's my friend's home, so it's a good place to go. Don't worry about Chen Mingyang and the others. I really treat you as a friend. If you also really treat me as a friend, don't pay attention to their gossip."
Lu Wenzhi said hurriedly: "I also sincerely regard you as a friend."
At first, he thought Zi Ling was annoying, but after his father was rescued by Zi Ling's parents, he became Zi Ling's deskmate. After getting along with him, he found that Zi Ling was a very simple and righteous person.
"Then ignore them." Song Ziling grinned.
"Yeah," Lu Wenzhi smiled and nodded.
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