When a scumbag and a scumbag become the same table

"Go, come back with me!"

Chen Tian carried Xu Changmao and walked out of the alley.

Xu Changmao pouted, the 1.8m tall man reluctantly being restrained by the bald man who was shorter than him.

When passing by Nanwuhang who was idly leaning on the wall, Xu Changmao rolled his eyes and saw the cigarette butt that he just finished smoking yesterday under his feet, and stopped in his tracks.

After all, Chen Tian was shorter than Xu Changmao, and his strength was not as good as that of a fresh-blooded youth who had stayed in Shaolin Temple for more than ten years. As long as Xu Changmao didn't want to leave, he had nothing to do.

Asked: "What's wrong?"

"Director, why don't you care about him smoking here?"

Xu Changmao squinted his eyes to show Chen Tian the "evidence" on the ground.

Chen Tian glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground, then looked up at Nan Wuhang, who was tall and burly with a fierce face.

"You, come back with me too!"

Nan Wuhang frowned and looked down at his feet, and understood why Chen Tian was angry.

Looking at Xu Changmao, who was laughing and winking at him, stuck out his tongue and raised his middle finger, he understood why he was framed.

"Let's go, your face is paralyzed, why are you still standing in a daze!"

Xu Changmao stood behind Old Bald Piao, shouting to Nan Wuhang flaunting his might.

Nan Wuhang stood where he was, staring at Xu Xiaomiao without moving a muscle.

There was obviously no hostility in that gaze, but the oppressive person dared not look directly at it.

Xu Xiaomiao was stared at, and obediently walked out of the lane.

Throw it to Chen Tian: "Teacher, I'm going to drink tea in your office right now, but don't enforce the law unfairly and favor this paralyzed face. You must take him back to the office."

"Little bastard!" Chen Tian cursed as he looked at Xu Changmao's leaving back.

Facing Nanwuhang alone again, the atmosphere became tense.

Chen Tian asked, "What class do you belong to?"

"..."

"May I ask what class you are in?"

Chen Tian raised his voice, trying to scare Nanwuhang.

On the opposite side, five large characters were written on the expressionless face: I don't want to answer.

"Oh, I can't cure you anymore."

"He's in class three."

Outside the alley, Qi Ming came to Chen Tian with a document.

Chen Tian took out the document: "Oh, it turned out to be a transfer student."

"You are Director Chen, right?"

Qi Ming stepped forward and handed him a Zhonghua cigarette.

Chen Tian glanced at it, but didn't answer.

"Let me tell you in advance that now is the special period of the third year of high school. I will not be soft on anything that disturbs my studies. I hope parents can understand this."

After finishing speaking, Chen Tian glanced at Nanwuhang.

"Don't worry, he is very worry-free."

Qi Ming lit the Zhonghua cigarette and took a puff, then took out a business card and handed it over, "This is my contact information."

Chen Tian took it and took a look.

The smooth-looking man in front of him turned out to be the assistant of the boss of the Old Harbor Group, and the guy behind him was...

"He is the son of our boss, please take care of him, and if there is anything, remember to call me."

Qi Ming tapped the business card in Tian's hand.

After hearing the old harbor, Nan Wuhang became agitated while still calm.

After hearing Qi Ming introduce him as Zhong Tianqi's son, he was so sick that he almost vomited.

"I'm going to the classroom first."

Nan Wuhang took out the folder in Qi Ming's hand, knocked the two people away before walking towards the teaching building.

"Master, wait a moment!" Qi Ming hurriedly chased after him, then turned around and told Chen Tian, ​​"Remember to call me."

"Kaokaokao, rely on you big-headed ghost!"

Chen Tian took back his business card, and went back to the office to teach Xu Xiaomiao a lesson.

……

The sound of Lang Lang reciting a book floated out from the classroom, one sound trembled over another, for fear of falling behind others for a second.

The hot weather also failed to offset a trace of enthusiasm for endorsement.

In such a race against time, three figures were also squatting hard on the small playground outside the classroom.

Xu Changmao shook the sweat off his head, annoyed and shouted to Rongsheng and Amuer behind him: "One is enough to deal with the old bald pan, you are not allowed to follow me next time.".

"You still want to have a next time."

Amur put down the stool he was holding high, and gave Xu Changmao a hug on his butt.

Xu Changmao staggered and sat down on the ground, almost fell to the ground.

Cursed: "Fuck! You can't afford to break my handsome face."

"With your sissy face, what's there to see."

"I have a baby face, what do you know about your face!"

"1.8 meters giant baby."

"Wu Mu, you deserve a beating, don't you?"

"come!"

"Stop making trouble."

Rong Sheng drank softly, and hurried to help Xu Changmao.

Seeing Rongsheng nervous and Xu Changmao, Amur threw the stool to the ground sullenly.

The reason why he was angry was because of Rong Sheng's attitude towards Xu Changmao.

He is obviously a good student, but he is still a weak group, but he insists on following Xu Changmao to do some outrageous things, and he has to be punished when he is done.

"Don't put it down! Lift the stool over your head!" On the second floor of the teaching building, Chen Tian held up the binoculars in one hand and the loudspeaker in the other and shouted at the three people on the playground, "There are three laps left, jump up!"

Xu Changmao gave Lao Bald a middle finger, then held up the stool and drove forward.

Rongsheng also took the stool, and tremblingly raised his small arms above his head.

"Damn it!" Amur cursed.

Then he quickly got up and held Rong Sheng's hand, and jumped forward with his own stool.

"Look at me, let's go."

Amur looked back at Rong Sheng who was frozen in place.

"Thank you brother." A tiny voice floated from the corner of Rongsheng's low mouth.

"Don't call me brother."

Amur's face was darker than before, and he jumped out of Rongsheng's sight with two stools lifted.

The bell for morning self-study resounded throughout the teaching building, and students rushed out of the classroom to the dining room, only a few of them were still carrying books.

Xu Changmao shuttled in the corridor, took off his shirt and wiped sweat on his head, the vest inside was also soaked, after doing five sets of squats, smoking from his thirsty mouth, he hurried back to the classroom to replenish water.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

After Xu Changmao took off the shirt on his head, he saw Nan Wuhang sitting firmly next to his seat in the back row.

Nan Wuhang turned a deaf ear and looked at the densely packed notebook in his hand seriously.

"I asked you something, you are deaf!"

Xu Changmao threw his clothes on Nan Wuhang's face and yelled at him.

Nan Wuhang took off the damp clothes on his face, closed his notebook without haste, got up and went outside.

Xu Changmao looked at the empty seat, as if he had punched the cotton with his fist, but he didn't hear any echo, and felt so bored and uncomfortable.

"You coward, why are you hiding? Do you dare to go out and fight with me?" Xu Changmao chased after Nan Wuhang, provocatively.

Nan Wuhang raised his eyebrows. He originally came here with the principle of not making troubles but not being afraid of them. Since he must be forced, the latter choice can also be implemented.

Look at this frizzy kitten who won't stop until it's cleaned up.

"where to?"

"There is a warehouse behind the teaching building, follow me."

Nan Wuhang put his hands in his pockets and followed Xu Changmao leisurely.

Going down to the second floor, I bumped into Rong Sheng who was bringing Xu Changmao breakfast.

And Amur behind him with a stinking face and a sandwich in his mouth.

"Xiao Miao, where are you going?" Rong Sheng stepped forward and asked.

He still held the sandwiches and ice water prepared for Xu Changmao.

Rongsheng looked warily at Nan Wuhang who stopped behind him, it didn't look like he stopped here by accident.

"I'm going to eat, you go up quickly."

Xu Changmao patted Rongsheng on the shoulder and walked out of the teaching building.

The big, unfamiliar man behind him followed closely.

Rong Sheng felt that something was wrong, and turned his feet to chase down the stairs.

Amur swallowed the bag of sandwiches in two gulps, clenched his fists and followed Rongsheng.

Xu Changmao pushed open the big iron door that had been dusty for a long time, and the light illuminated the dust that had risen in the warehouse, lingering around the two of them.

Xu Changmao put on a horse stance, showed his fists, and set up a very beautiful set of movements.

Yu Nanwuhang sternly said: "Boy, if you kneel down and call out to grandpa obediently, I will let you go back to class, or you will beat your mother so hard that you won't even know her."

With more than ten years of experience in martial arts, Xu Changmao has full confidence.

Nan Wuhang looked down at his watch: "No hurry, there are still 5 minutes for class."

"Huh?" Xu Changmao didn't understand why.

"Fixed you in 5 minutes."

Xu Changmao stared at Nan Wuhang in disbelief, and after repeating this sentence several times, he punched him with all his strength.

Nan Wuhang didn't move at all, wrapped Xu Changmao's fist with his backhand, and pulled Xu Changmao lightly under his armpit with skillful strength, and quickly lifted the only small vest on Xu Changmao's upper body with his other hand, hiding it from him. Head down.

Xu Changmao felt cool all of a sudden.

Having never seen such a routine before, Xu Changmao was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hands to cover the two exposed spots on his chest.

The vest that was still hanging on his arm was twisted into a string, Nan Wuhang grabbed the other part of the vest and pulled it forward.

Xu Changmao's legs were not under his control, and he bumped into Nan Wuhang.

It was only after this collision that Xu Changmao realized that Nan Wuhang was not puffy but solid, and his hard chest hit him so that his eyes stared like stars.

Nan Wuhang tightened his vest again, and Xu Changmao's wrists were obviously bound, and he couldn't move.

"There are still 4 minutes to class."

Nanwuhang wrapped Xu Changmao under his arms, and deliberately glanced at his watch in front of him.

The veins on Xu Changmao's temples bulged, and without saying a word, he bared two small canine teeth and bit Nan Wuhang's thick arm.

Seeing the situation, Nan Wuhang pinched Xu Changmao's cheek, and lifted him in front of him.

"I don't want to be vaccinated against mad cats, don't bite me."

"You... woof, ababa..."

Xu Changmao bit Nanwuhang like a mad dog.

"Xiao Miao, don't be afraid, I'll beat that mad dog!"

Outside the door, Rong Sheng came in holding a thick stick to rescue Xu Xiaomiao.

"Wow..."

The ending of Xu Changmao's voice fell, and then he closed his mouth in embarrassment.

Nanwuhang mentioned Xu Changmao to Rongsheng: "I have beaten the dog away, and I will return this cat to you."

After patting the dust off his body, Nan Wuhang left the warehouse.

"Little meow, what's going on?"

Rong Sheng quickly untied Xu Changmao's vest.

"Whoa! I'll never let you go!"

Xu Changmao threw the vest to the ground, and stomped hard on it twice.