"…"
For the first time, Jiang Ran suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing.
His underlings even exclaimed, "F * ck!"
This girl actually wanted to fight with Brother Ran?
Didn't she know that Brother Ran had won first place in the city's taekwondo competition last year?
"No way, transfer student …" Jiang Ran licked his lips. "Are you serious?"
Ying Zijin yawned. "Yes, I'm going to sleep after the fight."
The underlings fell silent for the second time.
"Isn't she f * cking provoking Brother Ran?"
"Be more confident. Remove the 'seems'."
"Sure." Jiang Ran smiled and threw his school uniform jacket to the underling beside him. "I'll fight with you. Don't cry when the time comes."
**
Three minutes later.
Jiang Ran lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling expressionlessly. He had suffered the first huge blow in his smooth-sailing life.
At the side, Ying Zijin picked up her school bag on the ground, walked past him, and walked inside.
No one dared to stop her.
The underlings watched as the girl walked unhurriedly to an empty seat. She took out a pillow from her school bag, placed it on the table, and fell asleep. She even draped a blanket over her body.
"…"
She was quite well-equipped.
"Does this count as Brother Ran failing to chase her out?"
"Did you see her skills just now? I don't think she was serious. "
"To be honest, she's a little handsome."
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that Jiang Ran had been beaten up by a girl?
"It's okay, Brother Ran." The underlings comforted him. "If you can't do it, there's still Sister Yu. I'll call Sister Yu now and ask her to come back. I'll definitely chase her out."
"Don't worry, Brother Ran. Sister Yu can do what you can't do."
Jiang Ran gritted his teeth. "Get lost!"
His lackeys quickly scurried away.
One of them grabbed his phone and said hurriedly, "Sister Yu, come back quickly. Something bad has happened …"
**
Ying Zijin slept all the way until noon.
The classroom was empty. Everyone had left. The principal had specially suspended class 19 for one lesson today, afraid that even the teacher would be implicated.
She rubbed her head and turned on her phone. There was a message on the lock screen that had been sent five minutes ago.
[Little kid, come out and eat. I'm waiting for you at the school gate.]
She was silent for a second, grabbed her coat, and walked out.
People were coming and going at the school gate.
There were many small stalls around Qing Zhi. At this time, the students were all buying lunch.
Only the children of the rich and powerful families in Hu City would have their meals delivered to them.
The man stood in front of the school monument, leaning against a tree.
His head was lowered as he looked at his phone.
He was lazy and not serious at all, but it attracted many passersby to stop and stop.
A woman walked up to him flirtatiously. "Hello."
Fu Yunshen looked up, and the smile in his eyes disappeared.
The woman tucked her hair behind her ear and asked in a reserved manner, "Can you give me your WeChat number?"
"Well, I still have a child to raise at home. If you don't mind and want to be a stepmother —" Fu Yunshen was interested. "That's fine too."
The woman's face turned green. She immediately turned around and left, cursing, "Psycho."
Fu Yunshen put away his phone and turned around. He saw that the girl had bought a candied hawthorn and was eating it as she walked towards him.
She was obedient and soft.
He suddenly smiled and waved his hand. "Yaoyao, over here."
Ying Zijin had already seen him. She walked closer and handed him another stick of candied hawthorn.
Fu Yunshen paused for a while. "You can have it. I don't like sweet things."
She withdrew her hand decisively, as if she was just being polite.
"…" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows. "You eat so much. Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"
"Oh." Ying Zijin slowly chewed on the hawthorn. "I run 10 kilometers every day."
Although she was going to retire, her physical fitness should not fall behind.
Fu Yunshen looked up lazily. "How's the new class?"
"It's quite fun."
A group of silly children had more fun. It was more relaxing than the elite class.
Both of them were not extravagant people, so they ate near the school.
On the way back to the school, Ying Zijin was thinking about how to earn money while lying down when she heard a voice above her head.
"Little kid, open your mouth."
Ying Zijin looked up.
In front of her was a man's slender fingers and a piece of candy.
"What should I say?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him. "You don't want to hear it anymore?"
"Huh? I don't want to hear you say thank you, but I want to hear our Yaoyao say — "His peach blossom eyes curved." Thank you, brother. "
"Then I won't eat it."
"…"
"Okay." Fu Yunshen tore open the candy wrapper. "I'm just joking with you. I left it for you. Eat it."
The candy looked very ordinary. There was not even a brand on the wrapper.
After the candy entered her mouth, Ying Zijin felt that the hidden injury in her body showed signs of loosening.
It was probably not just the candy.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly.
No wonder she could not figure out his deeper information.
"I'll send you here." Fu Yunshen stopped. "Go back."
When he turned around, four words floated into his ears.
Fu Yunshen was stunned. When he turned around, the girl had already entered the school gate.
After a while, he chuckled softly. His eyes were unfocused.
Little kid who said one thing and meant another.
**
At 3: 30 in the afternoon, the people in Class 19 were finally resurrected. This was because the leader of the Qing Zhi Group had finally returned.
The leader was wearing a black leather jacket and was holding a helmet in her hand.
Her lips were flaming red and she looked majestic.
It was obvious that she was a gangster.
"Sister Yu, that's her." The underling pointed at a table. "She's very arrogant."
The leader looked over and her eyes lit up. "F * ck, she's so beautiful?"
The underling's mouth twitched. "Sister Yu."
"Ahem …" The leader straightened her face and returned to her cold self. "Wait."
Ying Zijin was resting with her eyes closed when the table was suddenly kicked.
She opened her eyes and looked over in a daze.
"Let me tell you, no one in Class 19 welcomes you." The leader slapped the table again. "If you know what's good for you, you'd better leave quickly. Don't blame me for being rude when the time comes."
"That's right, hurry up and leave." The underlings behind her were fierce. "Have you heard of our Sister Yu? Xiu Yu, you can't afford to offend her! "
You should be scared now, right?
Why aren't you running away?
However, the girl looked at her with her head propped up. A few seconds later, she said thoughtfully, "Your eyeshadow is really good. Can you teach me?"
Xiu Yu, who was about to continue with her harsh words, was speechless.
"…"
Ten minutes later, Xiu Yu was already excitedly discussing makeup with Ying Zijin. Everyone in the class was a little disappointed.
"Not only did Brother Ran lose, but Sister Yu also lost."
"She's poisonous. She really has Brother Ran and Sister Yu under her thumb."
"There's nothing we can do. Sister Yu is obsessed with looks."
Everyone gave up struggling and could only accept the truth.
However, they realized that … it seemed to be quite pleasant to accept it.
"Since Brother Ran and Sister Yu lost to her, she's the leader of our class. What should we call her?"
"What can she call someone a generation older than Brother Ran and Sister Yu?"
"Of course it's Dad. Call him Papa YIng."
Everyone hit it off and was exhilarated.
"Papa YIng is coming to our class. We have to hold a welcome party and broadcast it live on the forum!"
"Hurry up, let's make a post first."
The underlings quickly posted and instantly went to the forum's homepage.
When Zhong Zhiwan, who was waiting for the news, saw the post, he wanted to smash his phone.
She had waited for an entire day, and this was the result she got.
She thought that Class 19 was crazy. Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu were useless.
Zhong Zhiwan lowered his eyes and got up to make a phone call.
"Auntie, although there are some things I don't want to say, this matter has a bad impact."
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