Quick Wear: Whose cannon fodder is the most popular?

The tall guy returned to the classroom dejectedly. The little followers didn't know the truth and were fanning the flames.

"Did you lose the game last night? You look so depressed..."

The tall guy angrily pushed away the person who approached him and said unhappily, "Get lost! Don't bother me!"

The boys looked at each other, put away their playful smiles, and asked, "Brother, what happened? Tell us, we can find a solution together."

"That's right. Anyone who dares to make you unhappy means that they don't take us seriously. We brothers will help you vent your anger."

They usually take advantage of their height to bully others and beat up this person at any time, feeling that they are very powerful.

Anyway, if something really happens, there is someone tall to take care of it.

This time was no exception, excitement was written all over their faces, they had been through so much humiliation recently and were just worried they had no place to vent.

I don’t know which unlucky guy will be chosen.

All of them were ready to fight, but the tall one remained silent.

"What happened? Why don't you say something..."

"That's right. There are still some things we can't settle. If anyone is blind, we can just break his legs and that's it."

"Shut up!" the tall man roared.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. They had never seen the tall guy so aggrieved before. It seemed that this matter was not a small matter.

The tall man gnashed his teeth, his heart full of resentment and worry: "Chi Yan wants to kill me. If I can't satisfy him, my family will probably go bankrupt."

He no longer had the arrogance he once had, and his tone was filled with fear when he spoke.

Without the support of his family, he would be nothing.

If his parents really go bankrupt, his life in the future will be miserable. The tall guy is panicking now and doesn't know what to do to save the situation.

When they heard this, they all found it unbelievable.

"Chi Yan? Isn't he just an idiot? Can he really bankrupt your family?"

"You weren't fooled by him, were you? Isn't Chi Yan's family a demolition household? Can it really affect your business?"

The tall guy slammed the table and said impatiently, "Who told you that his family was being relocated? Are you f*cking accurate? It was because you said his family was a nouveau riche that I got into a fight with him.

Am I just the first one? Do you remember what Chi Yan said? None of us can escape. Let’s think about what to do next! "

"No way... Everything is fine at my house, nothing happened. I think you are just too nervous and startled."

"Isn't Chi Yan's family a nouveau riche? What do they do?"

The tall guy was too lazy to talk any more and said, "Go find out for yourself!"

He also had to tell his family about the current situation. Chi Yan was unwilling to forgive him, so he had to ask his parents what to do next...

Zhao Jinghuan's complexion has been getting better and better recently. Originally, his face was a little pale due to malnutrition, but now he looks full of blood.

His eyes are full of brilliance, and he becomes more and more pleasing to the eye.

Even Chi Yan would occasionally be stunned when looking at him.

Zhao's parents have been relatively well behaved recently. Zhao Jinghuan gives two thousand yuan to the family every month, and they are quite satisfied with this.

An underage child, who is also a senior high school student, not only does not ask his family for money, but can also get money back every month, which makes Zhao's parents very proud.

Whenever Zhao's mother met someone, she would pull them aside and praise her son for being sensible. Not only was he top in academics, but he was also able to work part-time and earn money while studying.

Then he would find different ways to ask about other people's children's academic performance, and he couldn't hide his boasting in his words and deeds.

The neighbors nearby had been avoiding their family to begin with, and now they were even more disgusted with them.

Mother Zhao walked in front, looking very proud.

But he didn't know that there were only contemptuous voices behind him.

"Bah, she still has the nerve to show off. It's really unlucky for the child to be born in his family, but she's so proud of it."

"Two people can sleep in the same bed together. This couple is the same kind of people. Neither of them is a good person. It's just a pity for the child. He is so sensible. Alas..."

A new girl who just moved in felt sorry for her: "She is actually quite pitiful. Her husband is a domestic abuser..."

Several old residents sneered: "Girl, you don't know, she deserved to be beaten!"

The girl wondered, "Why do you say that?"

"Once her husband got drunk and beat her up so hard that she screamed and groaned. We couldn't stand it and called the police.

But when the police came, they spoke up for the domestic violence man and turned the tables on us, accusing us of meddling in other people’s business. Isn’t that infuriating?”

The girl was stunned: "She...why is she like this? You obviously have good intentions."

"That's right. If we hadn't called the police, she would have been beaten to death that day. But she didn't appreciate it. Who will care about her life or death in the future?"

The girl was speechless...

Mother Zhao returned home in a triumphant mood and saw that her husband was drunk again. His face was red and purple, and he looked at people with half-open eyes.

When he saw her, he immediately yelled, "Bitch, where the hell have you been? I think you're asking for a beating again. Go make me a bowl of noodles!"

Mother Zhao didn't dare to say a word. She immediately put down the vegetable basket and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

The two of them were still the same as usual, but this time the man was dissatisfied while eating the noodles.

"Has my son brought back any money recently? I want to start a business with a friend, but I can't do it without capital!"

Mother Zhao paused and asked quickly, "Didn't you just get back a thousand last week? How come you spent it all again?"

Upon hearing this, the man smashed his wine glass and slapped his wife in the face.

He spitted and cursed: "What do you do for a living? You gave birth to a nerd who studies all day long. Other people's children of this age would have made a lot of money a long time ago.

He is fine, sitting in the classroom all day, protected from wind and rain, and he really enjoys it..."

The man cursed and swore at his wife, and finally gave her an ultimatum, asking her to get a one-year salary advance from her boss. If he didn't see 10,000 yuan within three days, he could forget about continuing his studies!

The woman didn't dare to argue and could only agree immediately, fearing that she would be beaten again if she spoke too late.

The next day, the woman went out early in the morning and blocked Zhao Jinghuan at the gate of No. 5 Middle School.

There were many students coming and going in the school, but she never saw her son.

It was not until ten minutes later that her attention was suddenly attracted by a very high-end car. She had only seen this kind of car on TV and it was the first time she saw it in real life.

Her eyes were full of envy, wondering which woman was so lucky to give birth to a child for such a wealthy family.

Just as she was sighing, she was stunned the next second.

She actually saw her son getting out of the car, and behind him was a boy who looked about the same age. He was very good-looking and obviously came from a wealthy family.

This discovery made the woman's eyes light up instantly.

She ran up quickly and wanted to borrow some money from her son's classmate. Since her son was so familiar with the classmate, she would definitely agree for her son's sake.

"son!"

Zhao Jinghuan was stunned when he heard the voice.

Chi Yan could tell at a glance that his expression was not right, and then he looked behind him and saw a woman approaching with a flattering face.