MTL - Magic Love Ring-Chapter 7 Play by topic

Zhao Xiaoyu was teased a little, and Song Yan's anger in his heart many times was released.

When changing clothes in the locker room, he brought up the system interface again.

Sure enough, his fame increased again, reaching 30 points in no time.

"It seems that 50 points of fame is not so difficult to collect!"

Song Yan smiled, and put away the interface.

Change clothes and come to the rest area, where Ye Hu and others are waiting for him.

"Our heroes come, drink together, don't get drunk!" Ye Hu waved his hand and was beaten by Zhao Xiaoyu all the time. Although these big men didn't care about it on the surface, they still felt a little bit aggrieved.

Therefore, after Song Ye had Zhao Xiaoyu eat it once, everyone was very happy. Of course, they did not think that Song Ye's true strength was stronger than Zhao Xiaoyu. This time Song Ye could win, it should be that Zhao Xiaoyu was too careless.

"Brother Hu, the younger dare not be a hero!" Song Yan smiled.

"It's worth it! It's worth it! Our big men are almost cruelly abused by Xiaoyu sister. If it weren't for you, we don't want to torture Xiaoyu sister once in our life. It can be said that you have completed a forever for everyone An unfulfilled wish is nothing but a hero!

What's more, your kid has the guts to let Xiaoyu call your elder brother. Based on this, we have to kneel! "

Who doesn't know Zhao Xiaoyu is a barbed flower.

"Yes, Brother Hu is right, that's the truth."

The others responded with a smile.

As a result, a group of people walked out of the martial arts embracing Song Yong, looking for a place to drink.

An hour later, in a barbecue restaurant, Song Yong said with a dizzy expression, "Brothers, I can't drink anymore. Seeing that I'm still a student, you can spare me."

"No, don't get drunk when you say yes, don't leave without drinking!" A student said.

"Forget it, Song Ye is still a student, so don't let him drink any more!" Wang Song said for Song Ye.

Ye Hu also waved his hand: "Wang brother said so, just let this kid go and wait for this weekend to come again."

Wang Song and Ye Hu have the highest prestige among the trainees. Now that they have said so, it is naturally difficult for others to force Song Yan to drink.

That night, Song Ye returned to the dormitory and fell down to bed. He usually drank almost no alcohol, so the amount of alcohol was very poor. Tonight, he was filled with a lot of alcohol by the martial arts students. If it was not for his physical strength, he would have insisted on Living.

In the early morning, Song Yong woke up on time, but there were no sequelae of drunkenness. It seems that this is a great increase in physical fitness.

"bad!"

Suddenly he thought of something. Yesterday he and Li Lei made an appointment to go to an Internet cafe to play a game, because he drank too much and completely forgot.

With the character of Li Lei, he released his pigeons, and I'm afraid it will take another long time.

After having breakfast, Song Yong slowly walked to the class of senior high school.

As soon as he came to the seat and sat down, Li Lei put his head together, and it seemed that he was going to inquire.

"Li Lei, I was delayed yesterday, so I didn't go to the Internet cafe to find you!"

"Hi, it's okay." Li Lei waved disapprovingly. Suddenly, a curiosity appeared on his face, and he lowered his voice: "Song Ye, I heard that you had tossed five or two at the school gate after school yesterday." Isn't it a chubby? "

"How do you know?" Song Yan was surprised, and then thought that many people saw the scene yesterday, and it was not unusual for Li Lei to know.

"Is that true?"

Song Zheng nodded.

Li Lei's expression became more and more excited: "Tell me about the process, you are so bullish, I never expected that you have been playing pigs and tigers."

"Okay, I'll talk to you again when I have time, and I'm going to start reviewing it." During the talk, Song Yong took out the written language and opened his eyes to remember.

"Your boy."

Seeing Song Ye no longer care about himself, he felt that Song Ye is different now.

teacher's office.

Today, the self-study is a Chinese class. Therefore, Yan Weimin came earlier. The results of the college entrance examination are closely related to his bonus. Seeing that the college entrance examination is approaching, he keeps the students in his class very tight.

"Ms. Yan, is there someone in your class called Song Yan?" Asked a young teacher sitting opposite him. His name was Chen Chuangfei, and he was assigned to a PE teacher at Shengye Middle School last year.

Hearing Song Yong's name, Yan Weimin's brows frowned lightly, and there was a hint of disgust deep in his eyes. He never liked the poor students like Song Yong.

"He is indeed a student in our class."

Chen Chuangfei patted his thigh in excitement, and said, "Mr. Yan, this student in your class is really great!"

Yan Weimin was very surprised when he heard what Chen Chuangfei said: "No, Mr. Chen, this Song Yan is a cuckoo stick in our class. He has a terrible grade and still likes to cause trouble. If I am the principal, I will definitely fire him first!"

"Ha, I'm not talking about this, Teacher Yan, you didn't see it. Yesterday, the kid was so prestigious at the school gate. With three punches and two feet, he knocked down the five scums. I am afraid that "No way!" Said Chen Chuangfei, who was so energetic that when he was studying in a sports school, he liked Sanda the most, so he developed an extraordinary skill.

He asked himself if he was experienced in the last five fights, he might not be able to cope with it, let alone like Song Yan, and he knocked his opponent down with three punches and two feet.

So, he deliberately inquired about Song Yan's identity, and planned to take the time to find a few tricks with that kid.

"This kid is fighting again, and he just put my words as fart!" When Yan Chuangfei heard Chen Chuangfei's words, his face became gloomy. Suddenly, his heart moved: "Better take this opportunity to fire him, less With his bottom, the average score of class 9 will definitely improve a lot! "

Thinking of this, he was quite emotional, and Chen Chuangfei didn't know that his words had brought a lot of trouble to Song Yong.

"Ms. Chen, are you sure that person is Song Yan from our class!"

Chen Chuangfei nodded: "Yes! When I came to school, I went to the security room and copied yesterday's video to my mobile phone."

While talking, Chen Chuangfei took out his mobile phone and opened a video of Song Yan's scuffle with the five.

When Yan Weimin saw it, it really turned out to be Song Ye, but he was a little weird, how Han Sha was with Song Ye, but none of this mattered. What's important is that with this video, he can seize the opportunity to fire Song Ye.

"Ms. Chen, can you send me this video?"

"Certainly!" Chen Chuangfei said without hesitation: "Yes, I have a chance to discuss with this Song Yan when I have a chance!"

Get the video, early self-study bell rang, Yan Weimin holding textbooks and walked to the classroom of class 3.9.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Yan Weimin knocked on the desk with a blackboard brush, and the classroom was quiet for a while.

"Song Ye, come to the podium!"

Yan Weimin said somberly to Song Wei.

Song Shu closed the book and walked to the podium with doubts: "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"

"boom!"

The blackboard brush in Yan Weimin's hand was re-photographed on the podium. He stared coldly at Song Kun, and asked, "What did you do after school yesterday?"

Hearing that, Song Yi was slightly frustrated, and then thought of the mixed disputes he had at the school gate yesterday, and secretly said, "Yan Weimin is going to use that as an essay and use it as a topic?"

Yan Weimin continued: "I only warned you last week to keep you from fighting. It was only a few days before you germinated again. I thought the school didn't dare fire you!"

Song Yan frowned slightly: "Mister Yan, things are not what you think. I fight all the time. They want to hit me. I can't fight back!"

"Why would they hit you?" Yan Weimin pressed hard.

Song Zheng shook his head: "I don't know." However, he suspected that those confusing troubles should be related to Xue Yuancheng.

Yan Weimin's eyes flashed a cold light: "I do n’t know, I do n’t know, I want to get rid of things, the group is sick, do n’t hit me, do n’t hit other classmates, just hit you, or you and the people Are you tainted? They came to you. They did n’t use their minds to read books at a young age, but they ran into the society. I do n’t think you are saved! ”

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