Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Song Baifeng stretched out his arms to hug Wen Chu, got up and left.

Aidell was waiting outside, and when he saw the person coming out, he was stunned for a moment, and looked up and down the postures of the two: "You guys are..."

Song Baifeng laughed, "I'm drunk."

Aidell felt even weirder. Ordinarily, the relationship between Song Baifeng and Zhong Lin wasn't that good at the time. When the two met, they would at most say hello, and they would sell each other face when they traded.Why does the relationship with his son feel unusual now?

Song Baifeng calmly pulled Wen Chu into his arms, blocking Aidell's sight, and asked aloud, "Aren't you leaving?"

Aidell came back to his senses, and took Song Baifeng the opposite way: "It's a new car, do you want a driver?"

Now that their whereabouts have been exposed, of course the car that came here cannot be driven back, maybe someone will do something wrong, and it is easy to be a target.

Song Baifeng looked down at Wenchu: "Let's get one, I don't want to drive anymore."

The mask was placed in the room, and instead of the way they came, they took a secret path to the garage.

Song Baifeng put Wen Chu on the back seat of the car first, and then sat on it himself.He hesitated for a while, but reached out and pulled Wen Chu over, letting him rest on his lap.

The car started, the vision inside the car was dim, and it was extremely quiet.

Song Baifeng played with Wen Chu's hair, and that secret thought emerged again, but he only dared to look at Wen Chu's sleeping face, his desire was deeply suppressed by him, and he sat stiffly all the way, moving He didn't dare to move either.

He took a deep breath and leaned back on the back seat, his eyes became darker.

Wen Chu looked at the two people who were wearing the same school uniform as him in front of him. They seemed to be about the same age as him, a little older than him, and their figures were not as imposing as he thought.

It's not that he is confident, he always feels that these two people can't beat him.What if you encounter any danger and are accidentally beaten to death by others?

He can't even protect himself well. I'm afraid he doesn't have the extra experience to protect others.

Wen Chu turned around and glanced at Song Baifeng, leaned closer to the person, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really okay for the two of them? Would it be a little dangerous for them?"

Song Baifeng looked at Wen Chu who was frowning slightly. He was still caring about others at this moment. He couldn't help but reached out and pinched Wen Chu's cheek: "I was born in the army. I have undergone special training since I was a child. I was transferred from the special forces for you. If you don’t even have the ability to complete this task, what do you need them for?”

Wen Chu didn't pay much attention to Song Baifeng's actions, after hearing these words, he even looked at the two people on the opposite side who became majestic and respectful.

Among the two, the one with a cold face and looked a bit unfriendly was called Liang Tingbei, and the other one with a warm face but a vicious smile was Liang Tingnan.

Song Baifeng said that the two of them are twins, but they don't look alike at all, but they both look good.

The two followed him to school, not far behind him.

Except for Song Zhi, this was the first time Wen Chu felt the feeling of being at the same table in school.

It's sad to say.

But once he experienced it, he never wanted to experience it again.

Liang Tingnan seemed to have some kind of social arrogance, and he became acquainted with Wen Chu, and he kept babbling in his ear during a class, his mouth was so open, Wen Chu had never seen it before. So much to say.

I'm a bit disgusted...

There were two new faces in the class suddenly, and Wen Chu suddenly ran from the bottom one to the positive one. It was the first time I saw him since the exam. When they first came in, many people would be curious to their side look.

After finding a place to sit down, Liang Tingnan put one arm around Wen Chu's shoulder: "Master, you are very welcome."

Wen Chu: "..." He slapped Liang Tingnan's arm off expressionlessly, not knowing where he came to the conclusion that he was popular.

"Song Zhi is watching you." Liang Tingnan said suddenly.

Wen Chu didn't even raise his head, just look at it, he doesn't care, he doesn't want to talk to that person anyway.

Liang Tingnan lay on the table: "I heard about you before I came here."

Wen Chu's pen paused, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Liang Tingnan: "Investigate me?"

Liang Tingnan sat up immediately, made a gesture of surrender with his hands, and explained: "No, I didn't mean to hear it. Because I was sent to protect you, I need to know some basic information."

"Basic information includes this?" Wen Chu asked, his tone still not very good.

"Not including," Liang Tingnan said very modestly: "But my family is considered a small family in the imperial capital, the matter between you and Song Zhi..." He scratched his head, "Many people know about it."

"Oh," Wen Chu asked, "then how did you pass it on?"

Liang Tingnan didn't know what to say, so he kept giving Liang Tingbei winks.

Liang Tingbei was impatient at being harassed by him, but this person didn't know what EQ was, and said calmly: "I know you pursue Song Zhi, but you can't ask for it, but Song Zhi pity you, and can't bear to see you living on the street, so I beg Tell the general to let you live there."

Wen Chu: "..."

He didn't expect to get to this point, let's not talk about the logic of this sentence, let's say that these people have no brains?

Liang Tingnan and the two brothers hugged him very nicely again: "But I don't believe it, you are so good-looking, what kind of little O do you want, why are you chasing him?"

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, then he touched his cheek: "Does it look good?"

He doesn't care much about his face, it doesn't really matter what he looks like.

Liang Tingnan nodded, then lowered his head, took out a small mirror from his pocket, and put it in front of Wenchu: "Are you too unconfident?"

Wen Chu looked at himself in the mirror, red lips, white teeth, fair face, bright eyes.

Liang Tingnan took back the mirror and said, "And the general treats you so well, how can it be Song Zhi's turn to ask for it?"

Wen Chu curled up his fingers, and his voice lowered: "He treats me well...how did you find out?"

"Does it matter?" Liang Tingnan leaned his head next to Wen Chu, "You don't know how strict he is to us. Before I came here, I didn't know that the general was half normal. He was broken all day long. He has a face that will punish people at every turn, and he was scared when he saw him in the army." He muttered, "It's obviously not much older than us."

Wen Chu thought about the scene Liang Tingnan said, couldn't help laughing, and then thought about what happened yesterday, as well as the coldness and mint scent on that person.

Seeing that he was a little interested, Liang Tingnan pulled someone to hide behind the classroom and gave a lecture about what happened in the army at that time.

When I went to eat at noon, this person was still talking. Liang Tingnan took Wen Chu's hand and mumbled as he walked. around.

Three tall, long-legged and good-looking people walked on the campus, quite conspicuous.

Wen Chu usually eats on the first floor, but Liang Tingnan forcefully drags him to the fourth floor before reaching the window. He said in surprise, "You usually eat on the first floor?!"

"Ah..." Wen Chu said, "It's the same everywhere, and the food on the first floor is also quite delicious."

Liang Tingnan frowned: "Who are you lying to?"

Before they came, they not only got some basic information about Wen Chu, but also thoroughly learned about the school's various information and customs, and even the names of the teachers, so that when something unexpected happened Can be prepared.

So naturally, I also know who goes to which floor of Fergus' restaurant.

For example, the first floor is basically a place where those who only get in based on their grades and have no money at home will go.

When Wen Chu was bullied last time, Fu Sishen also went to the first floor to find trouble when he saw him here, and he didn't usually eat here.

Wen Chu thought that he had just passed the No.1 exam and made some money, so he followed others to the top floor with confidence.

Liang Tingnan asked as he walked, "Why do you have to eat on the first floor? The general won't give you money?"

Wen Chu: "..."

In fact, Song Baifeng sent him quite a lot of money, but Wen Chu didn't spend much, one reason was that he had the self-consciousness to live under another person's fence, and the other reason was that he didn't think it was necessary to spend too much money, and he never bought any luxury items.

Listening to Nan Yizheng's words, Liang Liang said: "You are a student now, and you still have so many classes, it's normal that you can't make money by yourself. What's wrong with spending some of General Song's money?"

Wen Chu didn't want to talk to him, so he didn't speak.

Liang Tingnan consciously changed the topic and continued chatting.

It was Wen Chu's first time to eat on the fourth floor. As soon as he entered, the style instantly improved a lot compared to the one below, like a high-end restaurant in a star-rated hotel.

Different styles of seats are well arranged, including bar-style long tables, round tables, and triangular tables...but they are arranged in a regular manner without looking messy.

Rows of star-shaped small chandeliers hang above the head, and the restaurant looks much softer.

Wen Chu couldn't help but compare this place with the place Song Baifeng took him to yesterday, touched the back of the cotton chair, and felt that it was not as soft as the wall he leaned against yesterday.

He withdrew his hand, Liang Tingnan saw someone and pulled him over.

Several people stood behind Song Zhi who was about to buy food.

Wen Chu: "..."

He wanted to change places silently, but Liang Tingnan suddenly stepped forward, reached out and patted Song Zhi on the shoulder, and shouted loudly, "Hello, Young Master Song."

Liang Tingbei followed suit and nodded.

The shout was not small, and even the people around looked over.

Song Zhi stared at the two people he had never seen before, and was stunned for a moment.

Ever since Wenchu ​​took No.1, Song Zhi was pushed out of the top three, and Song Baizheng even quarreled for him saying that he was not up to the mark.Song Zhi was not reconciled, and went to the classroom very early every day, so he naturally missed the time when Liang Tingnan and Liang Tingbei came here.

Song Zhi: "You are..."

Liang Tingnan stretched out his hand as if to shake hands with Song Zhi in a friendly way: "We are General Song's subordinates."

Song Zhi suddenly realized, he stretched out his hand to shake it back, but before he touched it, Liang Tingnan turned his hand and took it back, pointing at Wen Chu, and completed the sentence with a smile: "The person who was sent to protect Young Master Zhong .”

Song Zhi's hands froze in the air, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't move up and down, and the expression on his face froze together.

Liang Tingnan didn't seem to notice this person's embarrassment, and continued to ask with a smile: "Is the food here delicious? We just came here, so we don't know yet."

Song Zhi took his hand back and said in a bad tone, "It's not delicious!"

"Ah..." Liang Tingnan leaned back tactically, and asked with sincere incomprehension, "If it doesn't taste good, you still have to buy it. What kind of unique habit is this, masochist?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately took Wen Chu to another place, not forgetting to continue to stimulate people, tilting his head and said loudly to Wen Chu: "Then let's go, we like to eat delicious food."

Wen Chu glanced back, Song Zhi was so angry that his face turned red and green, and finally changed his place to eat angrily.

After a few words made her popularity so high, Wen Chu began to admire Liang Tingnan a little bit.

"Aren't you afraid of making trouble with him?" Wen Chu said, "He's also your immediate boss' nephew."

Liang Tingnan asked: "Did I say anything? Why did you become enemies with him?"

Wen Chu: "..."

Several people bought food and found a place to sit down. Liang Tingnan and Liang Tingbei sat next to Wen Chu.

It's just that there was a noisy person next to him, Wen Chu couldn't even eat comfortably.

Before Wen Chu picked up the knife and fork, Liang Tingnan touched his elbow, pointed to a place and asked, "Do you know those people?"

Wen Chu raised his eyes and looked over, Fu Sishen and his younger brothers in school uniforms and cleaners' aprons were cleaning the glass of the restaurant and arranging the dishes...

"I know you," Wen Chu thought about what happened just now, "Do you still want to say hello?"

"It's a pity not to say hello when friends meet."

Wen Chu looked at him and didn't speak.

Liang Tingnan sensed that something was wrong, Wen Chu's eyes made him a little overwhelmed, so he had to wink at Liang Tingbei again.

"The general gave us a list before coming here," Liang Tingbei said, "Let us both focus on it."

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.He paused and said, "You are still as knowledgeable as these people."

"That's not true. What the general means is," Liang Tingnan said, "I can show you the power and get you back."

As soon as the words were finished, the chopsticks in Liang Tingnan's hands "clicked" and broke into several pieces of almost the same length. Two fingers pinched one of them and flicked it out lightly.

"Ah—what the fuck, it hurts so much!"

Fu Sishen screamed, and he lifted the corner of his clothes, and saw a deep bruise on his back, which hurt so much that his bones seemed to be broken.There was also a small piece of chopsticks that fell on the ground, and he looked up with red eyes.

Liang Tingnan met his gaze, the distance between the two was not too far, he was lazily leaning on the table, with one hand resting on the edge of the table, the other casually tossing the remaining small piece of "hidden weapon", smiling He said, "I'm sorry, my hands are slippery."

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