Go crazy! The first sword of rebirth, kill the person you want first

Since Su Nianwei and Jiang Xiaocha came, the atmosphere has suddenly become a lot more lively.

The embarrassing atmosphere just now was swept away, except for Zhang Youming, who stopped singing and shrank in the corner like a shadow to drink.

Su Nianwei is cold outside, but she is actually very popular.

Many people laughed and asked Su Nianwei to sing "The Wind Rises".

So that they can make up for not going to the festival.

Su Nianwei didn't put it on the shelf, this song was written by Qin Ran for her, she was willing to sing it and liked to sing it.

And [once is good] is the same.

A group of people surrounded Su Nianwei, waving their hands as ambient lights.

There was only one Chen Qingqing by Jiang Xiaocha's side, and he was very deserted.

"Xiaocha, can you eat some fruit? This cantaloupe is quite sweet. "

Hmm."

Jiang Xiaocha responded, but she still held her chest with her hands, and her expression was incomprehensible.

Jiang Xiaocha was not like this before.

The popularity in the class is not bad, and there are often a bunch of boys around him.

But I don't know when it changed.

Jiang Xiaocha doesn't care about these, she has no shortage of boys' pursuits.

The boys who chased her in college could line up from the dormitory building to the school gate.

Chen Qingqing poured himself a small glass of beer, "Xiaocha, are you thinking about Qin Ran again?" He won't be here today.

"You asked him?"

"He hasn't spoken in the group, I think he just floated after he became famous."

Chen Qingqing raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "There are many girls who like him now." There are two of them in our dormitory, and one of them pretends not to like it, and you say it's funny or not.

Jiang Xiaocha glanced at Chen Qingqing deeply, "Aren't they three?"

"Three?" Chen Qingqing was stunned for a moment, his hand shaking the wine, the wine spilled on the table, and the white foam sizzled.

"No, I don't. Just two. Chen Qingqing reached out for the paper in a little panic, as if to hide his emotions.

Jiang Xiaocha didn't dig any deeper.

In fact, it is already obvious, I just don't know when it started.

But she didn't care, she knew that Qin Ran wouldn't like Chen Qingqing.

It's just that she has one less "friend".

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Jiang Xiaocha got up and left the box.

Zhang Youming, who had drunk five or six bottles of beer, was a little anxious and also got up to leave.

Jiang Xiaocha, who walked to the sink, let the cold tap water wash her white and slender fingers.

Jiang Xiaocha's face was expressionless, like an iceberg.

But this cold look, coupled with a pure appearance and a seductive figure, is more lethal to men.

"Sister, aren't you happy?"

A middle-aged man with a flushed face and obviously a little drunk leaned against the wall and smiled greasy at Jiang Xiaocha.

Looking at the oil in front of him, Jiang Xiaocha felt that his eyes were polluted.

"Get out!"

The greasy man was stunned for a moment, his beer belly straightened, and he said angrily, "You are so arrogant as a princess? Yes!

"You're the princess, your whole family is the princess!"

"How dare you scold me? Is it looking for a draw? "

Stop!"

A boy appeared in front of Jiang Xiaocha and stepped forward in time.

"What are you doing?!"

"Want to bully?"

"Or bullying such a pretty girl?"

The greasy man smiled and patted the boy's face with his palm, "Boy, the hair hasn't grown together, learn from other people's heroes to save beauty?" I've watched too many movies, you. "

The boy is no one else, but Zhang Youming who is following behind.

He was a little drunk, but not so drunk.

Seeing Jiang Xiaocha being harassed, he immediately became angry and rushed to the two of them.

This is the opportunity he has not waited for for three years.

A great opportunity that will save him thirty years of struggle.

Beauty and money are beckoning to him.

What girl wouldn't love a hero to save beauty?

Even Jiang Xiaocha, who didn't look down on him before, would definitely be moved, right?

Zhang Youming, who tried to straighten his body, wanted to show his manhood.

But because of his short stature, compared with a beer-bellied man, he is no different from a chick.

And the momentum is a little weaker.

But Zhang Youming saw that a waiter in the corridor had noticed this, so he was more confident.

At this time, he said a few cruel words, and when the waiter intervened, the matter was over.

Zhang Youming seized the opportunity to perform.

"Keep your mouth clean! Otherwise, believe it or not, I'll smoke you? "

Smack!!

A crisp slap in the face!

Zhang Youming was stupid.

Why don't you follow the routine.

Shouldn't we be talking harsh to each other first?

Why did he just say a word, and then he did it.

Don't talk about martial arts!

Careless.

Zhang Youming was drunk, and there was a girl he liked standing behind him, how could he just be beaten.

Zhang Youming raised his hand and swung it fiercely at the other party.

"Smack!!

Another resounding slap in the face.

Zhang Youming, who was about to punch, had two incomparably clear slap prints on his face.

!

He was beaten again!

Even if the other party strikes first, at least you should punch me.

How can I be beaten alone.

The burning pain on his face made Zhang Youming sober up.

But he's even better!

"You TMD!"

At this time, the waiter rushed over.

"Sir, don't do it. If you have something to say, it's good to say.

Zhang Youming, who was interrupted, was slapped again.

The whole person was fanned and attached to the mirror of the sink.

The greasy man raised his chin, pointed at the waiter with his finger, and said fiercely, "Get away!" How much money do you make a month stop me here? The

part-time waiter was stunned.

His salary is not calculated on a monthly basis, but on an hourly basis, 15 yuan an hour.

At the end of the week, there is no such thing as a monthly salary.

The waiter thought about it, and it seemed that he really couldn't afford to work for this money.

But the girl in front of me is really beautiful.

No wonder it's targeted.

Something similar happened with a part-time waitress probe waving at a colleague.

He remembered his colleague's advice and asked his manager to take care of it.

Otherwise, everything they do is wrong, and it is easy to take the blame.

Without the waiter's obstruction, Zhang Youming lost his combat effectiveness again.

The greasy man took a step closer to Jiang Xiaocha.

"Smack!"

A resounding slap in the face sounded again.

But this time it was Jiang Xiaocha who slapped the greasy man in the face.

Zhang Youming was stunned.

The waiter was also shocked.

The greasy man was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious!

"How dare you hit me!!"

Jiang Xiaocha raised his hand again, wanting to slap again.

But he was grabbed by the greasy man's wrist.

"Hit, come!" The greasy man approached the round face with a shiny face, "This time you will fight again!" Oh!!! "

A terrible howl sounded!

The greasy man's pupils bulged, his hands covered underneath, and he slowly squatted down.

The waiter gasped!

It's so ruthless to cut off the feet of children and grandchildren!

This kick has at least ten years of skill.

Zhang Youming clamped his legs, is this still the smiling goddess he likes?

Just now, he looked at Jiang Xiaocha's charming back, and the thought that it was inappropriate for children also flashed.

It's good that I didn't do anything stupid.

Suddenly, two middle-aged men surrounded him.

"Fatty, what's wrong?"

The greasy man pulled out a hand and pointed at Jiang Xiaocha.

The two of them understood and roughly guessed what was going on.

But don't help your relatives, of course you're friends at this time.

Zhang Youming wanted to go back and shake people, but he was held down on the shoulder.

The situation escalated.