When he arrived at school the next day, Ye Xuan pulled him into the corridor to smoke and asked worriedly: "Feifan, are you really okay? I left yesterday, will you feel unloyal?"
"You think too much. I asked you to leave. Besides, didn't I stand in front of you properly?" Zhuo Bufan smiled calmly.
Ye Xuan smiled and said, "With Miss Long's help, Chu Tian's people wouldn't dare to do anything to you?" As he said that, Young Master Xuan showed a teasing smile.
Zhuo Bufan smiled helplessly and did not explain the reason.
Just after class ended at noon, Ma Guodong and Zhang Yang were about to go to the cafeteria. Suddenly, they saw an enthusiastic girl walking towards them. She was wearing a pink gauze jacket, lined with a white T-shirt, and her two big white legs were exposed under the hot pants. She was wearing canvas at her feet.
shoe.
The facial features seem to be modified and sculpted by nature, and they look cute and charming, especially the big black eyes, which are clear and clean.
"Classmate." The girl suddenly called Ma Guodong.
Ma Guodong and Zhang Yang showed lewd expressions, "Senior sister, do you want my phone number? I'm free in the evening and can treat you to dinner."
"No, I would like to ask if Zhuo Bufan is in this class?" the girl asked in a low voice, her pretty face flushed, showing a shy look.
"Are you here to see Brother Fan?" Ma Guodong and Zhang Yang opened their eyes with surprise.
"Brother Fan, it's in the classroom." Ma Guodong pointed to the classroom.
"Thank you." The girl nodded politely and walked towards the classroom. Ma Guodong and Zhang Yang showed envy in their eyes, and they were convinced of Zhuo Bufan in their hearts.
Zhang Yang swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother Fan not only had a relationship with the school belle Chen, but also had an affair with Miss Long. Now a cute girl has come to see him. He is simply a soft rice king."
"I finally know what a love saint is like." Ma Guodong said in despair.
Zhuo Bufan in the classroom was packing up his textbooks and preparing to leave. Chen Qingai sat diagonally across from him. She stood up and glanced at Zhuo Bufan. She originally wanted to say something to him and persuade him to show weakness and resolve the matter with Wang Ziping, but suddenly she saw a beautiful
The girl appeared at the door, "Tongtong, are you here to see your cousin? She is not feeling well and has asked for leave today."
Zhang Tongtong looked at Chen Qingai and said obediently: "Sister Xiaoai, I'm not looking for my cousin, I'm looking for Brother Fan."
"Zhuo Bufan?" Chen Qingai glanced at Zhuo Bufan with complicated eyes.
"Brother Fan." Zhang Tongtong twisted his fingers and walked up to Zhuo Bufan shyly.
Zhuo Bufan raised his head, looked at her calmly, and said with a smile: "What do you want from me?"
"Brother Fan, thank you for saving us yesterday. Are you okay?" Zhang Tongtong's voice was as low as a mosquito.
"Look at me standing in front of you, do I look like something is wrong?" Zhuo Bufan said jokingly.
Zhang Tongtong smiled like a flower and said: "Well, I haven't thanked Brother Fan for saving me last time. Brother Fan, can I treat you to dinner?" After saying this, a look of anticipation appeared on his pretty face.
Zhuo Bufan nodded, "Okay, I just plan to go to dinner, let's go."
Watching the two people leaving the classroom together, Chen Qingai frowned hard. The girl is sensitive and delicate. She just saw Zhang Tongtong's shy and pretty face, and her eyes were affectionate and silent, "Does Zhang Tongtong like Zhuo Bufan?"
She was lost in thought for a while, then a girl walked in outside and said, "Xiao Ai, let's have dinner together." It was her best friend, Zhang Xiaoyu.
Chen Qingai nodded, told Zhang Xiaoyu what had just happened, and said, "Tongtong is your cousin. She is very simple. You have to persuade her to avoid following in my footsteps."
"Well, I will discipline that girl well. Zhuo Bufan's family background is ordinary, and they are not suitable at all." Zhang Xiaoyu said angrily, but in his mind, he found that Zhuo Bufan defeated a dozen gangsters last night with extraordinary and majestic gestures.
momentum.
"Compared to Huang Tianyi, Bao Junkai and Ye Zihu are so handsome. It's a pity that his family background is ordinary, otherwise..."
…
In the boys' dormitory, Wang Ziping was sitting in the dormitory smoking. Wang Xiong came back from outside at this time, followed by a strong boy wearing a white Taekwondo uniform with black edges.
"Young Master Wang." The strong boy standing behind shouted respectfully.
Wang Ziping glanced at Wang Xiong and said, "Is this the person you are looking for?"
"Master Wang, this is Bao Junkai, the president of the Taekwondo Club. He has a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo. He won the third place in the city's youth Taekwondo competition. It will be no problem to ask him to help us take care of that kid!" Wang Xiong's face was still wrapped with a bandage.
, with a sinister look in his eyes.
Wang Ziping narrowed his eyes and said, "That kid is pretty good at fighting. Can he really do it?"
Bao Junkai smiled flatteringly and said: "Young Master Wang, don't worry, as long as the opponent is not a professional boxer, I will definitely beat him to a disability."
"That's good, there happens to be a big Taekwondo class this afternoon, and I want you to help me teach someone a lesson so that he can make a fool of himself in front of the whole class." Wang Ziping said coldly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I won't disappoint you." Bao Junkai nodded vigorously. Wang Ziping is a well-known figure in the school. He is the third generation of the Wang family. Being able to establish a relationship with such a young man will make others say in the future.
Words can make him rise to prominence.
"You do things for me, and as long as you do them well, your benefits will not be lost in the future." Wang Ziping said.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"
…
In addition to cultural classes, Jinling High School also has many interest classes, such as taekwondo, fencing, swimming, boxing, and other extracurricular entertainment classes. Taekwondo class is a big class, and students regardless of whether they are in the first or second year of high school can participate, as long as they have passed the yellow belt
Even if you have enough credits to graduate.
The teaching location is a practice room planned by the Taekwondo Club. There is a rectangular white cushion in the middle, and students wearing Taekwondo uniforms sit cross-legged around it.
"Brother Fan." Zhang Tongtong was actually here. When he saw Zhuo Bufan and Ye Xuan walking in from outside, he quickly waved and said hello.
Zhang Xiaoyu pulled Zhang Tongtong, frowned and whispered: "Don't get so close to Zhuo Bufan, it won't be good for you. Besides, if others get close to Miss Long, they look like men who want to eat soft rice."
"Brother Fan is not that kind of person." Zhang Tongtong said with curled lips.
Zhuo Bufan nodded to her, and he and Ye Xuan found a place to sit down. Originally, he didn't want to participate, but monitor Xu Aike said that every student must go to class, otherwise credits will be deducted.
Now that Zhuo Bufan was reborn, he also wanted to adapt to his current identity and spend his high school years again, so he still came to class.
In addition to Zhang Tongtong, who was an acquaintance, Zhuo Bufan also saw Chen Qingai, Wang Ziping and Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong was staring at him fiercely with a vicious light. He had been holding a grudge since he was injured by Zhuo Bufan last time.
"Okay, everyone is ready to start class!" The teacher stood on the white soft mat, "Taekwondo is the best martial art in the world, bar none."
"Taekwondo is divided into white belt, yellow belt, green belt, blue belt, red belt and black belt. Black belt is the highest level. If you reach the fifth level of the underworld, you can open a martial arts gym and teach apprentices."
Wang Xiong looked at Bao Junkai next to him and lowered his voice: "Have you seen that guy? Later you will indicate that you want to challenge him and give him a good beating."
"I didn't ask..." Bao Junkai followed his gaze and instantly saw Zhuo Bufan sitting cross-legged on the side. The words behind him were so frightened that he swallowed them in his throat.
He still vividly remembered the tragic scene of a dozen gangsters beaten by Zhuo Bufan yesterday lying on the ground wailing, and Bao Junkai's face became very ugly. (To be continued)