Wang Qian and Li Kun left the pet shop together. It was already early winter, and the evening was still quite cold. The sun was hanging listlessly on the horizon, like an old man with a cold.
Li Kun put his hand to his mouth and put it in his pocket. Looking at the bright sun in the west, he tilted his head and said to Wang Qian, "Tricks! They are all tricks!"
As Li Kun's inseparable best friend, of course, Wang Qian understood what Li Kun meant. He agreed, "Master's cold came so suddenly. He must be pretending to be weak. He's waiting for the enemy to come and provoke him so that he can slap their faces!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, secretly praising each other.
"Let's go back to school. We still have to go to class after dinner," Li Kun complained. "We are cultivators, and we still have to go to class on time …"
"That's right … That's why it's said that cultivation is hard and tiring. This must be a test of our willpower from Master!"
They encouraged each other, looking forward to the bright future of cultivation, and walked slowly in the direction of Binhai University. Since it was close, they decided to walk and save two yuan on the bus fare. Usually, it was one yuan, but after winter, the bus was equipped with heating, so the fare increased to two yuan. Two people would cost four yuan, which was a hundred million yuan!
Wang Qian and Li Kun didn't realize that they had been slowly influenced by Zhang Zian, especially in the aspect of being stingy …
The two of them didn't care about the eyes of passers-by. They talked about the cultivation methods as they walked, and whether all roads led to the same destination or only one road existed since ancient times.
Just then, a group of primary school students carrying backpacks appeared in front of them.
There were seven of them, four boys and three girls. Obviously, they were divided into two groups. One group of boys, and the other group of girls, about two meters apart. The atmosphere didn't seem very friendly.
Among the four boys, one of them talked the most, was the loudest, and was the most eye-catching. As long as there was anything on the road that could be kicked, whether it was a small stone or an empty can, he would kick it. If there was nothing to kick, he would even step on fallen leaves. Several times, the stones he kicked almost hit passers-by and cars.
The other three boys were obviously in charge of shouting "666" as they applauded his actions.
Some passersby were just about to get angry and reprimand them for their dangerous behavior, but when they saw that it was just a few brats, they knew that it would be useless to reprimand them. They shook their heads and walked away. Nowadays, children were the darlings of their parents. Each and every one of them was spoiled beyond belief. They couldn't bear the slightest bit of grievance. If they were angered, they would directly sit on the ground and cry. That would be troublesome. Their parents might even think that they were bullying their children. Forget it, the less trouble, the better. They shook their heads and walked away.
The adults' forbearance and retreat made Yi Le even more fearless. He made a face at the girl and shouted, "Cai Xiaoqin, where is the pet shop you mentioned? Not here yet? I have to hurry home and play games. I don't have time to hang out with you. Just admit that you lied. There's nothing to be ashamed of! I will use my broad heart to tolerate the disrespect of these beauties! "
On the side of the three girls, Little Celery, who was walking in the middle, stuck her head out, frowned and pointed to the front, "I didn't lie. We are almost there. The pets in that pet shop can talk!"
"Humph! I don't believe it! If you want to be a bad guy, you have to be prepared for a tragic ending! "Yi Le curled his lips and winked at the other three boys. They all followed Cai Xiaoqin's lead, so they immediately started to make a fuss, making sarcastic remarks one after another. The implication was that Cai Xiaoqin loved to tell lies, pretend to be obedient in front of the teacher, and gossip about her classmates behind their backs all day long.
Little Celery was so wronged that her eyes turned red. Although the other two girls were good friends with her, they were also doubtful and did not believe what Little Celery had said.
Yi Le was good at observing people's expressions. Seeing that no one was speaking up for Little Celery, he continued, "Sadness is not the reason to cry. Stupidity is the reason! As long as you tell the teacher that you don't want to play the fairy tale pet shop anymore and want to participate in my Glory of the Dead, I won't say that you are childish to others! Maybe if I'm happy, I can even give you a role as Daji! "
The three boys next to her shouted, "Don't regret it before it's too late!"
"Woo! I'm not crying! I'm not Daji. " Little Celery held back her tears. She seemed to have heard that Daji was a bad woman. She argued to the boys in vain.
"She is Daji!"
"She looks just like Daji! Look at her two pigtails. Don't they look like Daji's fox ears? "
"Yes! Really! "
Little Celery couldn't win against the four boys in an argument. She touched her pigtails and was so wronged that she couldn't say a word.
A girl next to her couldn't stand it anymore and complained for Little Celery, "You bully her!"
"Hehe, bully? No, no. "Yi Le stared at her fiercely," What about when she reported us behind our backs? Sometimes, if you want to live, you have to fight fire with fire. No, objectively speaking, I am a good person! "
The girl was so scared by Yi Le's stare that she didn't dare to speak anymore.
Another girl asked Little Celery blankly, "Little Celery, why do the boys talk so weird?"
Little Celery also shook her head in confusion, "I don't know. It seems that it started recently. Since they said that they would put on a performance of the Glory of the Dead at the school anniversary, their tone has become weird. I can't understand many of their words …"
The two girls pulled Little Celery aside, lowered their heads and said embarrassedly, "Little Celery, don't blame us. The boys bully us too much. We don't dare to provoke them …"
"Yes, and Yi Le's mother is not easy to deal with. Last time when my mother came back from the parent-teacher meeting, she told me not to provoke him. She said that his mother is very protective of her children …" Another girl repeated her mother's tone.
Little Celery bit her lip. She also felt very sad. Her best friends didn't speak up for her … But she was a strong child. Her mother had always taught her to unite with her classmates. So she held their hands and said with a smile, "It's okay. I'm not lying. You will know later."
…
When the group of primary school students walked past Wang Qian and Li Kun, Wang Qian poked Li Kun with his elbow and hinted with his eyes, "Look, these primary school students are so immature. They even use the lines of the Glory of the Dead!"
Li Kun felt the same way and said bitterly, "They are so immature at such a young age. So it is necessary to prevent them from being addicted to games. We must limit the time that primary school students play games every day. Otherwise, our country will not be a country in the long run!"
"No way! In my opinion, they're already beyond cure and incurable! "Wang Gan said with a sigh.
"By the way …" Li Kun turned around and looked, "Which pet shop is it? Is it Master's pet shop? "
Wang Qian also stopped, puzzled. Master's pet shop seemed to be the only pet shop nearby …
"Now that you mention it, the little girl walking in the middle seems to have been seen in Master's pet shop. And it seems that she was bullied, "he said.
Li Kun thought for a moment, "Yes, wait a minute. I will send a message to Master so that he can be prepared."
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