Yang Jianguang frowned and turned slightly to look.
In front of him, a student in military training uniform with a short head was exactly one of the group of students who pestered Mengxuan in his memory. At this time, he was looking at him with an angry look on his face.
Yang Jianguang ignored the short-haired student and silently packed up the walkman on the stall.
What's there to explain to a stupid young man? It just so happens that there's no one in the playground right now, so we can go out for lunch or something.
Seeing Yang Jianguang packing his things and ignoring him, the short-haired man thought that Yang Jianguang was so embarrassed by his scolding that he ran away.
So he suddenly felt a little complacent. He looked at Yang Jianguang's face, which was a bit dark from too much sun, and he felt indescribably proud in his heart.
In fact, he saw Yang Jianguang and Mengxuan just chatting in front of the stall.
Since Yang Jianguang was not wearing military training uniform, he was naturally not a student of Shanghai University.
Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, the man with the short hair felt extremely sour.
They were all the proud students of Shanghai University. They tried to please Mengxuan, but Mengxuan ignored them.
Why, how could a country bumpkin who didn't know who came to sell goods from the countryside get close to Mengxuan?
So the more the short-haired man thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, and he started to curse loudly.
"A stinky country bumpkin who sells music player still dares to shamelessly pester Mengxuan.
"Who is Mengxuan? She is the goddess of Shanghai University? You don't even look in the mirror. You are the only one who doesn't have fifty yuan in all your clothes. Are you worthy?"
"You know better, get out of Shanghai University, or you'll be the one to look good on me!"
Just as the short-haired man threatened, Yang Jianguang still ignored him and didn't even look at him.
Yang Jianguang's reaction immediately made the short-haired man angry.
I am a college student in Shanghai, and this is my territory. How dare you ignore me, a low-level peddler?
The more the short-haired man thought about it, the angrier he became, and he strode towards Yang Jianguang with a dark face.
"You still dare to ignore me. If I don't let you know how powerful I am today, my surname will not be Liu!"
"Selling Walkmans, right? I'll let you sell them! Just sell them a hammer!"
As he said that, the short-haired man grabbed a Walkman behind his back and played it high.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang shook his head helplessly, and instantly stretched out his right hand, firmly grasping the short-haired man's wrist.
The short-haired man blushed and tried to resist and struggle, but Yang Jianguang's hands clamped his wrist tightly like iron pliers, and the short-haired man could not move at all.
Then Yang Jianguang stood up expressionlessly, stared at the short-haired man coldly and said, "Put it down."
"I'll let you go if you ask me to. Who do you think you are? I, Liu Qiang, am known for preferring death over surrender..." Before the short-haired man could finish speaking, Yang Jianguang's eyes instantly turned cold.
Facing Yang Jianguang's cold gaze, the short-haired man couldn't say the last half of his sentence.
Just then the whistle for the military training assembly over there sounded. When he heard this sound, the short-haired man felt as if he had heard a savior.
He looked directly at Yang Jianguang and said righteously.
"Let me tell you, I, Liu Qiang, am not afraid of you. The main reason is that I am going to military training now."
"I, Liu Qiang, respect teachers the most and never arrive late or leave early. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem for me to defeat you by myself!"
Liu Qiangxi is such a strong-willed man with a short haircut who doesn't know his wife's beauty.
Seeing the short-haired man Liu Qiang carefully put down his Walkman to listen, the corners of Yang Jianguang's mouth suddenly rose slightly.
He didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, let go of his hand and continued to pack his things silently.
What a joke, he was so weak and could still knock himself down. He probably had never seen a fist as big as a casserole.
Although I am not very old, I have grown up doing farm work, and I have a solid body of tendons, which Liu Qiang cannot compare to.
However, Yang Jianguang suddenly remembered a very popular saying in later generations: Reading is to calmly talk to idiots; and fitness is to let idiots talk to you calmly...
Now it seems that it is quite consistent.
"Just wait for me. When I finish my military training, I'll have something nice for you!"
Before leaving, Liu Qiang even said a harsh word.
But as soon as Yang Jianguang stood up, he immediately ran away without looking back.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang shook his head, picked up the packed Walkman and walked outside.
It's really not easy to fight in Shanghai University's territory, otherwise we really want to let this kid know what flowers are and why they are so red?
I took my suitcase and walked around the shops in Shanghai University, but the current Shanghai University does not have the same university street as it did in later generations.
Most students went to the canteen with good quality and low price. After searching for a while, Yang Jianguang chose a "Honghong Noodle House" and went in.
Soon, after finishing a bowl full of clear soup noodles and taking a sip of ice-cold Jianlibao, Yang Jianguang couldn't help but sit in his seat and burped with satisfaction, making the kid next door look greedy.
But a bowl of clear noodle soup only costs one yuan. Jianlibao is a complete luxury product at this time, costing three yuan a can.
Therefore, Yang Jianguang is the only one in Nuoda noodle shop who has a bottle of Jianlibao on the table, which looks particularly conspicuous.
Yang Jianguang even remembered that he once picked up such aluminum cans and sold them for a whopping ten cents each...
He shook his head, who would have thought that twenty years later, a bowl of noodles would cost twenty or thirty yuan, while Jianlibao would still be as strong as three yuan.
After resting for a while, Yang Jianguang also paid and stood up.
It's time to pass. Now the students should be resting after military training?
I don’t know what the conversation was like with Mengxuan?
Pulling the box all the way back to the big banyan tree, Yang Jianguang opened the box and prepared to sell the Walkman while waiting for news from Mengxuan.
The commission for a box of Walkman is 10 yuan, I believe many students will be interested.
It's just that Yang Jianguang didn't wait for Mengxuan, but instead waited for a group of uninvited guests.
He looked up and saw seven or eight murderous male students in front of him. Liu Qiang, the tough-minded and short-haired man from before, was among them. He was followed by a handsome student with a high nose and a long back, and his dog-legged posture was very obvious.
"Mr. Wu, let me tell you, this guy is desperate to have sex with Miss Mengxuan!"
"At noon today, I saw him holding a walkie-talkie and trying to please Miss Mengxuan, but Miss Mengxuan drove him back mercilessly."
Relying on the strength of the crowd, Liu Qiang did not disappoint Yang Jianguang in the slightest and started to describe it with more detail.
"Of course, Mengxuan didn't even accept the Hanguo perfume I gave her. How could she accept it like this..." Halfway through, Mr. Wu glanced at Yang Jianguang proudly, and then said disdainfully. "Such a thing,
Such a cheap thing as a gift."
The moment he saw Yang Jianguang, Wu Fan was disappointed.
I heard Liu Qiang say that when he saw Yang Jianguang and Mengxuan chatting and laughing, Wu Fanna became very jealous and called a group of people on the spot to come here to find Yang Jianguang with murderous intent.
But when he saw Yang Jianguang, Wu Fan was not so angry.
A person who is fully clothed and dressed for less than fifty yuan, looks ordinary and has to make a living by setting up a stall and selling things.
Compared with a proud man like himself, Yang Jianguang, he is on a different level than on earth, not on the same level at all.
Am I worried that this kind of person will compete with him for Mengxuan?
As for what Liu Qiang said was so serious, he was probably exaggerating.
I have been chasing Mengxuan for so long, and I specially joined the student union and became Mengxuan's subordinate. Mengxuan just said a few more words to me.
This is the only boy in the entire Shanghai University who pursues Dream Xuan!
This country bumpkin chatted happily with Mengxuan? Stop joking!
Just another unrequited love.
Thinking of this, Wu Fan already looked uninterested.
Mengxuan is so good, and there are so many people who like her? Is it possible that I would beat everyone up?
After hearing what Wu Fan said, Liu Qiang immediately began to flatter him. "Young Master Wu is right. I don't even care what you look like. How can Mengxuan like you?"
A group of students who followed Wu Fan around also laughed unscrupulously, "Hahahahahaha... With someone like him, how can Mengxuan pay attention to him!"
"You're right, don't be joking. Who is Mengxuan? If she can be friends with this kind of thing, I can tear off my head and use it as a shit basin for you!"
"Then we'll have to wait until the next life for you, you bastard.
Hearing this, Yang Jianguang was just about to speak.
But when he looked up, a familiar voice was coming towards him.
He shook his head and looked with some pity at the student who vowed to use his head as a shit basin.
It's so pitiful that at such a young age, someone's head is about to be used as a shit basin.
"Let's go back."
Wu Fan's handsome face showed no expression, and he turned around and said lightly without even looking at Yang Jianguang.
We are not from the same class, so why should he pay attention to it?
But as soon as Wu Fan turned around, his tall body suddenly froze on the spot.
In front of him, Mengxuan was walking towards him with an anxious look.
Upon seeing this, Wu Fan suddenly became furious and shouted at the younger brothers behind him,
"Which of you told Mengxuan that I was going to fight and made Mengxuan so worried!"
After saying that, Wu Fan immediately put on a bright and charming handsome smile, gently opened his hands towards Mengxuan, his voice was full of magnetism.
"Mengxuan, I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm fine. I..."
But before Wu Fan finished speaking, Mengxuan, who looked anxious, ignored him and walked over.
Wu Fan's bright smile suddenly froze.
Immediately afterwards, Mengxuan's worried voice sounded from behind everyone.