"Brother Zihao, what instrument do you want to play?"
How come the woman in the romantic place doesn't know what this means, but she pretends to be innocent, sitting on Xie Zihao's lap, and keeps wandering her fingers around the top of his thigh.
"ah."
Xie Zihao murmured comfortably, his squinting eyes were fixed on Xiao Qi's plump chest, and his mouth was close to her ear, "Blow the flute."
"Hey, Brother Zihao, you are so bad."
Xiaoqi pretended to push, but took the initiative to move closer.
"Ahem..."
Zhu Shenyou coughed twice and said, "Brother Zihao, we have prepared a room for you upstairs. You can enjoy the beauty here as you like."
Zhu Shenbing also laughed and said: "Listen to me, if you don't serve brother Zihao tonight, I will ask you tomorrow, do you hear me?"
"Young Master, don't worry..."
Several beauties in the private room rushed forward and almost carried Xie Zihao out of the private room and went straight to the hotel room upstairs.
After everyone dispersed, Zhu Shenbing's face suddenly turned cold, and he couldn't help but curse: "Fuck, what the hell, he's just the son of a vice president, how can you compare with me?"
"Shenbing, you are always so impulsive."
Zhu Shenyou shook his head and waved his hand again, "You can't underestimate this Xie Zihao. If someone just lets go and gives us more lucky numbers, it's all money."
"It's okay to make money, but I don't like it when I see that guy pretending to compete. I'll tell Xiaoqi to get some medicine later. If he doesn't play tonight, he won't be able to get up from the bed for three days. Our girl is incompetent."
Zhu Shenbing slapped the table and left the room in a hurry. Even if Zhu Shenyou shouted from behind, he could not call him back and could only shake his head helplessly.
Maybe it was because the girl from the Zhu family was really incompetent, or maybe it was because Xie Zihao's physical fitness was too good. Early the next morning, Shen Dapeng saw Xie Zihao and Yuan Shuai walking into the school together at the school gate.
"Huh? This guy is a student of No. 1 Middle School? Why don't you have any impression?"
Shen Dapeng frowned in surprise, then shook his head, thinking that this guy didn't dare to do anything excessive in school, so he ignored it.
The stressful life of senior high school is even busier than when taking extra classes. The endless exercises almost make people forget all other things, but there are always exceptions.
Li Zeyu has started to leave early frequently, but his parents wrote notes for leave, and the teacher also talked to his parents before, so they did not make things difficult for him. Moreover, the school also knows about the Li family water station and is discussing cooperation with the school these days.
Plan to promote bottled purified water on campus.
In the afternoon, Shen Dapeng looked at the wall clock in front of the classroom boredly, lazily lying on the table, and looked back at the empty seats behind him, feeling a little sad.
Li Zeyu came home to help, but he was a little uncomfortable with it. When the big head was around, he always disliked him for being annoying, but now, he felt that something was missing.
"There's a fight, there's a fight, there's a fight on the basketball court downstairs..."
Suddenly there was a commotion downstairs, and most of the students in the class didn't even want to watch the excitement. After all, they were faced with various exercises all day long until late at night, and they had no extra thoughts but took care of other things.
Shen Dapeng had nothing to do, so he lay down on the window sill and looked downstairs at the basketball court. Sure enough, there was a group of people surrounding the basketball court, and it looked like there was going to be a group fight!
However, his eyes were fixed on a petite figure, and he took another closer look. After confirming, he turned around and went downstairs without thinking about anything else.
On the basketball court, Xie Zihao, Yuan Shuai, Monk, and a few others stood opposite a dozen people holding basketballs, all looking at each other coldly.
"You brat from Male Gobi, if I drink her water, what's your business?"
Xie Zihao was shaking his legs carelessly, pointing at a boy holding a basketball in his hand and yelling at him.
"The drink is for me. Su Su is on the cheerleading team of our class. Today during our class basketball game, she brought me water. Why are you grabbing it?"
The boy puffed out his chest unconvinced. As expected of a basketball player, he was a head taller than Xie Zihao. It looked like he was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Among high school students, he was definitely outstanding.
Shen Dapeng still remembers that this boy, named Mao Zhuang, was the captain of the school basketball team. It is said that he was later admitted to the provincial sports academy as a sports student.
"Mao Zhuang is right, why do you snatch Su Su's things?"
"That's right, who are you?"
A group of boys also gathered around to cheer, but Xie Zihao sneered and didn't care.
"What's wrong? Are you not convinced?"
Yuan Shuai glared and pointed at the people around Mao Zhuang, "You, you, and you, have you become more capable, right? Don't you want to go to school anymore? Find a place with me to practice after school?"
Listening to Yuan Shuai's threatening words, all the boys were a little timid. They all knew that Yuan Shuai was powerful. Not only did he have some background in his family, but he also knew a lot of gangsters outside of school.
Usually, whoever dares to go against Yuan Shuai will end up with only two outcomes. One is that he is too scared to come to school, and the other is that he is beaten up after school and cannot come to school for more than ten days.
Others cowered and backed away, but Mao Zhuang stepped forward with a basketball in his hands and stiffly rubbed his neck: "I don't care who you are, but bullying the girls in our class is not okay."
"No? Fuck..."
Xie Zihao didn't hesitate, he stepped forward and put his foot on Mao Zhuang's belly. Taking advantage of Mao Zhuang's painful waist, he pulled up his hair and punched his cheek hard twice, and then punched and kicked him again.
Mao Zhuang struggled and struggled, relying on his tallness and good physical fitness for playing basketball to avoid being knocked down.
But he obviously didn't know how to fight, and was no match for Xie Zihao. After a fight, his face was covered in blood, and blood was still slowly flowing out of his nostrils and corners of his mouth.
"Go help quickly and pull them away."
Su Su looked anxiously at the boys in the class, but a dozen boys from the basketball team just stood there blankly, looking down at Mao Zhuang being beaten. Not to mention stepping forward to help, they didn't even have the courage to start a fight or say a word.
No.
"You guys usually play together, why don't you even dare to talk now?"
Seeing that no one dared to come forward, Su Su was disappointed. She had no choice but to stride up to Mao Zhuang, stop him and shouted: "Stop hitting me, it's just a bottle of water. You've already drank it, so why are you hitting me?"
"
"It's fine if you don't hit him. If you treat him like my bastard, I'll let him go."
Saying that, Xie Zihao kicked Mao Zhuang on the waist and kicked him far away, while he stretched out his arms to hug Su Su.
"Do not touch me."
Su Su hurriedly ran away, her face turned pale with anger. Although someone had already gone to find the teacher, it was lunch break now, and the incident was not too big and there was no big fight, so the teacher hadn't come yet.