It's great that I can be reborn

"Well, it will be closed soon, so I won't make any money selling it to you." The bald boss sighed helplessly, and quickly took out a paper bag to help Zhang Fan pack it.

"No need, I'll just put it on, and you help me put on the school uniform." Zhang Fan handed the school uniform he took off to the bald boss.

He took out another five hundred yuan from his trouser pocket, and asked him to help him cut off the label on the suit.

After paying the money, the bald boss took out the laser pointer to take pictures one by one, and then shook it vigorously beside the ear, and then picked up the scissors to help Zhang Fan cut off the nameplate on the suit.

"By the way, I'll put these things here with you, and I'll get them later." Zhang Fan pointed to the wrapped school uniform and his schoolbag.

"Good." The bald boss smiled and nodded.

I still didn't forget to remind: "As long as you come to pick it up before ten o'clock in the evening."

He completely forgot what he said just now, he has given all the money, and he is not afraid that Zhang Fan will go back on his word.

Amid the bald boss's "walk slowly", Zhang Fan walked into another eye shop and chose a pair of cool black sunglasses.

"500."

"100."

"it is good."

Putting on black sunglasses, the whole world suddenly turned gray.

Zhang Fan got used to it, then went into a toy store and bought a very realistic imitation pistol.

The contempt in the female shopkeeper's eyes was well hidden. In view of this, Zhang Fan did not bargain with her.

It wasn't that he was masochistic again, but that the shopkeeper's seven or eight-year-old son was doing his homework on a plastic stool.

The word "good" is crooked, very much like his past.

With the pistol carefully strapped to his waist, Zhang Fan walked into a barber shop and imitated the tone of Vito Don Corleone in the movie "The Godfather" and said, "Cut me an inch."

Zhang Fan's current bangs almost cover his entire forehead. This is a very popular hairstyle among middle school students, and they all like to learn from the male protagonists in youth dramas.

The barber had never felt that he cut his hair so carefully, after Zhang Fan urged him to hurry up, he helped Zhang Fan cut it quickly and well.

Then he whispered, "Ten yuan."

Zhang Fan handed him ten yuan and said, "Wash it for me."

"Okay." The male barber nodded quickly.

After walking out of the barber shop, Zhang Fan took a deep breath, and he was going to be an actor next.

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Back at the school gate, the four people were still in place before, stretching their necks and staring at every girl who came out of the school gate, with impatient expressions on their faces.

Zhang Fan moved the black toy pistol around his waist again, hiding it halfway.

He took a breath, cleared his throat, and walked towards the other party with Jiang Lanqing's red umbrella in his hand.

When the four people saw Zhang Fan walking towards them, they moved a few steps to the side at the same time.

Can't get in the way.

Zhang Fan stopped in front of them, glanced at their faces, and asked calmly and softly, "You guys are harassing my sister these few days?"

"No." The four shook their heads at the same time, their voices trembling.

"Really?" Zhang Fan raised his red umbrella and punched the tallest boy who was also standing in the front.

Prepare to scare and come to a show of power.

But the other party didn't hide like a wooden man, and took a solid hit.

At the same time that the back of the hand turned red visible to the naked eye, the cigarette in his hand also fell to the ground.

"You..." After Jiang Le felt the severe pain from his hand, he subconsciously wanted to curse out and then shut up.

Because he just saw the smear of black on his waist following the movement of Zhang Fan waving his hand.

He had only seen it on TV together, and imagined that he could own one, but now he actually saw it with his own eyes.

"This is true." Jiang Le told himself in his heart.

Although he also has a toy pistol, at this moment he feels that the person opposite him is wearing a real pistol.

Zhang Fan also didn't expect that the opposite party would not hide, looking at Jiang Le's swollen hand, but couldn't feel sympathy.

This kid usually bullied other peers a lot, so I was helping them vent their anger.

The other three people were stunned. They also saw it just now, and one of them said in a crying voice: "Brother, we really don't know your sister."

"Jiang Lanqing is my younger sister." Zhang Fan said word by word.

These four people stopped talking, and tears started to roll in one person's eyes, and his Adam's apple moved.

He looked at Zhang Fan pitifully, but didn't know how to speak.

At the same time, he also looked at Jiang Le complainingly.

"Usually you play hard, but now you meet a real master, how do you know how to cry?"

Jiang Le was indeed crying, sobbing softly.

He used to imagine that he could be as majestic as Zhang Haonan in "Young and Dangerous", but when he found out that he was really facing such a person.

I can't say Baitangkou words in my mouth, I only have fear in my heart.

Looking at the four crying children in front of him, Zhang Fan sighed.

"You don't study hard, what do you think about all day long? Society is not something you can mess around with if you want."

After he said this, Jiang Le was even more afraid.

"This is the so-called big brother of society. He likes to educate people."

That's how the movie was played, and he thought so naively.

At this time, many onlookers gathered around.

Zhang Fan watched some of these students look at Jiang Le and the others gloatingly, and when he saw himself looking at them, he quickly looked away and walked away with his head down.

Some people were not afraid of him, and stared straight at the red umbrella in his hand.

Zhang Fan shouted to Jiang Lanqing: "Sister, tell me how you deal with these people!"

Jiang Lanqing took a deep look at Zhang Fan. She had an illusion in her head that the adult Zhang Fan in front of her had turned into the child bitten and crying by herself again.

Once when she was ridiculed for a fat girl, Zhang Fan played games with her, so every time Zhang Fan didn't play with her, she would bite Zhang Fan's hand.

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Lanqing's mouth, not thinking about Zhang Fan taking advantage of him for the time being, and walked over.

Looking at the miserable faces of these people who had harassed me at this time, I was very happy.

"Brother..." Jiang Lanqing said just now.

Jiang Le immediately lowered his head towards her, and began to apologize while wiping tears with the back of his hand. "I'm sorry, I won't dare to block you again."

"Don't block other girls." Zhang Fan raised the red umbrella again.

The latter involuntarily leaned to the other side, but did not dare to move his feet.

Seeing them like this, Zhang Fan didn't bother to do anything, and waved his hand impatiently. "Let's go, study hard in the future, improve every day, don't think about bullying men and women every day."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan was about to pick up the red umbrella and beat it again. He thought of his unborn son, so he added another sentence.

"You can't block boys."

"Understood." Jiang Le and the others nodded hurriedly, they had never been so obedient as they are now.

Seeing the four people walking faster and disappearing from his sight without looking back, Zhang Fan handed the red umbrella to Jiang Lanqing.

"You go home early too!"

After speaking, he was ready to cross the road to pick up the things left at the bald boss.

If he didn't go home early, he, the social big brother in Jiang Le's eyes, would definitely be forced to question by his mother.

"Why did you come back so late? Did you go to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet again?"

Unavoidable nagging.

Chapter 011

before the traffic lights.

Zhang Fan looked up at the red number "23", then turned his head to look at Jiang Lanqing who was holding his hand at the hem of his suit jacket, turning his head from side to side, pretending to be looking around.

He asked in a helpless tone: "Aren't you afraid that your classmates will see this scene and spread some bad rumors?"

Jiang Lanqing stared at the red number that was getting smaller and smaller, and replied in a low voice: "My classmate is among the crowd just now."

She pursed her mouth again: "That's why I called you brother, otherwise I wouldn't pick up a brother for nothing."

"Maybe this is the standard tsundere!" Zhang Fan thought in his heart.

Jiang Lanqing probably didn't know how cute her pouting action was just now.

"Do you think this is okay? There is still a year to go before the senior high school entrance examination, and it is not good to be labeled as 'an older brother who is a mess'." Zhang Fan tried to persuade him.

If the real brother is okay, even the real brother will become a love brother.

With Jiang Lanqing's shy appearance now, she still feels that she is acting very naturally.

"Is there a younger sister like you who carefully holds the hem of his brother's clothes?"

Zhang Fan wanted to complain, but after seeing Jiang Lanqing's bloodshot earlobe, he still decided not to break her eggshell.

Jiang Lan cleared Zhang Fan up, and said angrily, "It's not that you posted it on me just now. For me, fifty steps and one hundred steps are better for me."

As she spoke, her voice became quieter, and it seemed that she herself did not have much confidence to support her ideas.

Zhang Fan originally wanted to explain. "For those four people just now, my threat is more effective than what the teacher and parents said, otherwise I wouldn't have made such a bad move."

This is also his experience as a father.

It's just that before Zhang Fan could say anything, Jiang Lanqing started pulling his suit and walking forward.

The green light is on.

At the same time, he was not given a chance to explain.

Jiang Lanqing pulled Zhang Fan, and said calmly: "I don't have anyone in school who I can talk to, and occasionally I am bullied by the girls in the class together."

Since Jiang Lanqing was walking in front of Zhang Fan and didn't look back, Zhang Fan couldn't see her expression at this moment.

However, judging from the inadvertent sadness in her tone, she could still guess that the girl who was about a foot away from him in front of her right must not have said this with a smile on her face.

At this moment, Zhang Fan had a strong sense of déjà vu. He had heard his son say this just now.

Zhang Fan didn't ask Jiang Lanqing. "Why didn't you tell the teacher?"

Instead, he asked softly, "Is it serious?"

"It's not serious." Jiang Lanqing shook her head, but still didn't look back. "It's just to say some bad things in front of me."

Then he suddenly looked back at Zhang Fan, and said with some pride: "But I usually pretend to be asleep during recess, so that I can't hear it."

Seeing the smile on Jiang Lanqing's face, Zhang Fan also laughed, and said softly, "It's a very good method."

Then he said: "Actually, everyone should possess Ah Q's spirit, otherwise his life will be miserable."

Jiang Lanqing slowed down, pinched his chin with his fingers and nodded. "Zhang Fan, what you said makes sense! It's like something grown-ups would say."

He stopped again, turned around and looked Zhang Fan up and down. "No, you're an adult now, that's why I'm telling you this."

Zhang Fan passed her from the left side of Jiang Lanqing's body, the girl didn't know how to go after crossing the road.

Jiang Lanqing really didn't know how to go next, the only thing she could be sure of was that Zhang Fan must cross the road, otherwise he wouldn't wait for the traffic lights.

When they passed the zebra crossing, she had no choice but to stand still, waiting for Zhang Fan's next move.

After seeing Zhang Fan surpassing him, Jiang Lanqing let go of the hand that had been holding Zhang Fan's clothes.

Just walk behind him, always keeping a distance of about half a meter.

There was an excuse to justify his behavior before, but now there is no reason.

What's more, the eyes of the pedestrians around were always focused on her, looking at Zhang Fan enviously, and looking at her regretfully.