Chen Siyu was ashamed. It was so embarrassing.

She laughed dryly and stopped discussing Huang Yuzhu. He felt a little pitiful.

At this time, a boy wearing Nike clothes walked over outside the window.

He was Deng Xiang who came to Class 8 and beat Shan Kaiquan, and then was beaten by Jiang Ning.

Deng Xiang was a popular figure in No. 4 Middle School, but he was the only one who did not dare to provoke Jiang Ning, and was left with a psychological shadow.

After several months, Deng Xiang stood at the door of Class 8 again.

Not many students in Class 8 remember him, and his legend has been downgraded a lot.

Bai Yuxia looked at Deng Xiang, recognized him, and then looked at Jiang Ning.

Until now, Bai Yuxia still felt that it was outrageous. Jiang Ning was quite tall, but he was not tall and strong, but he was very good at fighting.

And he never bullied the weak. Bai Yuxia had never seen a boy who studied well, was handsome, and was good at fighting.

"Wu Xiaoqi!" Deng Xiang shouted.

Wu Xiaoqi, who was surrounded by golden flowers, immediately looked towards the door.

Deng Xiang is his close friend and golfer, and Wu Xiaoqi has a good relationship with him.

As soon as he heard the other party's call, Wu Xiaoqi went out with the basketball in his arms. In the middle of the classroom were two tables pushed together, with four sitting in a row.

On Wu Xiaoqi's left was the fat man Song Sheng, and on his right was Pang Jiao, who was flanked by him.

He originally wanted to jump off the table, but yesterday he jumped onto Pang Jiao's book and was spat on by Pang Jiao.

Wu Xiaoqi was very puzzled, so he squeezed out through the narrow gap behind Pang Jiao. Halfway through the squeeze, Pang Jiao deliberately pushed him, which prevented Wu Xiaoqi from breathing. His small body almost cost him half his life.

He struggled to escape from the gap, feeling like his soul had flown away.

He regretted it. He wished he could give himself a slap. He couldn't understand why he had to do it in the front row.

Wu Xiaoqi came to the corridor in front of the class.

"What's the matter, Xiangxiang?" he asked.

Deng Xiang threw a cigarette over, looking like a social man.

Wu Xiaoqi didn't answer: "I never smoke when playing basketball. It will affect my performance."

"Okay." Deng Xiang knew Wu Xiaoqi's personality.

"There's going to be a fight tonight. I heard you got a tattoo, so come here and help me hold up the scene." Deng Xiang smoked a cigarette and let out a sigh, like a gangster.

He knew that Wu Xiaoqi looked small, but actually fought very fiercely. The key was that Wu Xiaoqi was rich.

Wu Xiaoqi shook his head: "I have a basketball tattoo. Should I tell them that I play basketball?"

Deng Xiang: "..."
Chapter completed!