I Deliver Candy To Men

When Wen Yijia was just stopped by several boys, he didn't want to pay attention to them, but they robbed him of his textbook and threatened to tear up his textbook if he didn't follow him.

He hesitated and followed. If he doesn't go this time, they will have other ways to provoke him next time.

"Not much money," he replied to several boys, "and, it's none of your business."

A few boys suddenly showed vicious expressions, and they were gearing up for each other, and slowly surrounded him: "Fat man, don't toast, don't eat and drink fines. Be honest and take out the money, don't waste your brothers' efforts."

Wen Yijia frowned.

He had learned a little Sanda before, but with his current size, he couldn't perform anything.

If you don't give them money, you will be beaten. Give it to them, they will come next time, how much money he makes is useless.

He looked at several people and suddenly said, "I can draw."

Several boys froze for a moment: "What?"

"If you hit me, I'll draw your face and give it to the teacher. Let the teacher find your names and call the police." Wen Yijia said.

He cannot be beaten. The last time he was kicked down by Lin Zhixin and had a big hole on his forehead, he managed to convince his mother that he accidentally fell. If you get beaten this time, you won't be able to make it through. He can't make mom worry.

These boys don't look particularly smart, maybe he can scare them.

The boys were stunned for a moment, with angry expressions on their faces. Before they could speak, Wen Yijia said again, "You can hit me! But if you hit me once, I will call the police once!"

Several boys frowned.

One of the boys scolded: "Grass! I don't believe his bones are so hard! Hit him!"

"Yes! When we are afraid?"

Then there was silence.

They are really scared. They're just a bunch of students, and the prisoners get caught.

"Can you give me back my textbooks now?" Seeing that they didn't move for a long time, Wen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand.

A few boys were unwilling to let it go. One of them said viciously, "Tear up his textbook and let him go to the police!" The police would not care about such a trivial matter.

You can't let this fat man be complacent.

The boy who was holding the textbook was about to tear it off immediately.

Wen Yijia's heart was full of anger, and she withdrew her hand abruptly, hanging it by her side, clenching it into a fist.

It's better if they don't do it. Prepare textbooks, he will just do it. However, it was very sad to see that the textbook preparation that I spent a lot of time making was about to be destroyed.

"Stop!" At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

The somewhat familiar voice made Wen Yijia stunned, remembering that it was the same last time. He was bullied by Lin Zhixin, and a clear voice sounded, followed by a thin and white girl who stood up and defended him without hesitation.

He couldn't help turning around, only to see a slender figure running over, looking handsome, it was the person he thought.

"Don't come here!" he couldn't help saying.

He knew that she was sometimes very strong, and could easily lift a boy who weighed more than 100 pounds. But now that there are so many of them, she might not be able to take advantage of her strength.

Besides, she is only sometimes strong. According to her, she only gets stronger when she is angry. Usually she is no different from ordinary girls, and even once couldn't unscrew the mineral water bottle and asked him to help.

He was very worried about her, and while shouting, he waved at her and told her not to come over. The teachers haven't gone back yet, so it's better to ask the teachers to deal with it.

However, Song Yingying had already rushed over. She stood in front of Wen Yijia and put on her hips: "Who are you? Bully my little brother?"

She was white and thin, with a delicate appearance, and looked like a good girl. The tone of her speech was a bit like a big sister's head, which made several boys suspiciously ask: "Who are you?"

"Sister No. 4 Middle School! Don't you know that!" Song Yingying said with wide eyes.

No. 4 Middle School is where she and Wen Yijia are.

"Which school are you from?" She had just eaten the Dali Pill, and she was very courageous, and now she raised her chin, "It came to our fourth middle school to be wild, saying, who ordered you? Do you want to fight?"

Several boys: "..."

Such a pure and innocent girl, will she be the first sister of No. 4 Middle School? Kill them and don't believe it!

One of the boys with dyed green hair stepped forward and said, "Sister, play beauty to save the hero? You can't save him, do you know that?" He was wearing a black T-shirt with a skull printed on it. Yang shattered his hair, "You have to put yourself in!"

He stood in front of Song Yingying, squinting at her, making a very fierce and cool look.

Song Yingying smelled the smoke on him, wrinkled her nose, grabbed his waist, and lifted him up: "Say it again!"

"Hold the grass!" The green-haired boy exclaimed, and then burst into foul language, "Let me down!"

He was so shocked that his eyes almost fell, and he kept struggling, trying to get down. Seeing that white and thin girl gave him a contemptuous smile, she retracted a hand!

She was holding him with only one hand!

Lift him up high, and there's a big spin!

"Ahhhh-"

After being turned around like a windmill, the green-haired boy was so scared that he almost vomited and screamed: "Damn it! Where are you from? Let me down!"

Song Yingying put him down. Following his example, he brushed the hair on his forehead, raised his chin and said, "Call me sister!"

The green-haired boy was turned so softly by her that he almost fell when he landed, and was supported by a few buddies. Looking at her innocent appearance, he remembered the scene when she turned the green-haired boy as a windmill just now. Don't dare to go forward.

"What? Look down on No. 4 High School or look down on me?" Song Yingying took a step forward, "Do you want me to beat you up before you call me?"

Several men stepped back again and again: "Sister!"

Song Yingying snorted, with a bit of disgust on her face: "Where's the stuff? Give it back to my little brother!"

The boy with dyed yellow hair hurriedly handed back the textbook, holding it in both hands and returning it respectfully.

Song Yingying didn't answer, her head tilted back. Huang Mao immediately bypassed her and returned the textbook to Wen Yijia: "I'm sorry, fat brother, I didn't know you were the eldest sister, so I won't dare in the future!"

Wen Yijia: "…"

I was worried that she would suffer a loss just now, but I was surprised that she actually pretended to be a big sister, and then she managed to clean up the **** students. Wen Yijia's mood went through ups and downs again and again. Hearing the name "Fat Brother", he fluctuated again.

He stretched out his chubby hand and silently took the textbook. Seeing the yellow-haired boy looking at him eagerly, pursed his lips, and nodded: "Well."

The yellow-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief, ran back, crowded with the other male gods, and looked at Song Yingying like a small animal: "Sister, what else do you want?"

Song Yingying was very proud to see them being so obedient. She didn't expect that showing her strength could make these disobedient bad students become so obedient. With his hands behind his back, he walked around a few people and suddenly said, "You haven't said yet, which school is it from, what grade, what class?"

Several boys raised their chests proudly: "We are also from No. 4 Middle School!"

They reported their grades.

Song Yingying asked again, "How are the final exam results?"

Several boys suddenly dipped their waists and faltered. Then, under Song Yingying's persistent gaze, she reported her results.

"Tsk." Song Yingying showed disgust in her eyes, "I wanted to accept you as my younger brother. Looking at your grades, are you worthy of being my younger brother?" She pointed back at Wen Yijia, "This is my number one younger brother! You guys Do you know what his grades are? Only his language is not good, he only got 105 points, and the rest are full marks! Do you understand! Full marks!"

She looked at them with disgusting eyes: "Are you going to a cram school?"

Several boys froze for a moment, looked at each other, and shook their heads: "No."

"Going, tuition, study, class?" Song Yingying raised her voice and suddenly stretched out a hand to lift the boy with dyed purple hair, "Am I discussing with you? Answer again!"

The purple-haired boy screamed and didn't dare to struggle, he was about to cry: "Go! Go!"

Song Yingying put him down and looked at the other boys: "Can't you get on?"

"Go! Go!" Several boys nodded.

Song Yingying was satisfied, she turned around and walked out: "Sign up with me!"

"Sister, we didn't bring any money," a boy said.

"It's okay! Sign up first, and make up the money tomorrow!" Song Yingying said, she walked up to Wen Yijia and winked at him, "Let's go, fat brother."

Wen Yijia: "…"

He looked at her proud back, inexplicably wanted to laugh.

It was a bullying incident that would probably end with his textbook torn to shreds and a few shoves. Unexpectedly, when she came, she actually went back against bullying, and it was hard to tell people that she was "bullying" in this way - she clearly cares about their studies!

He followed behind, went back to the classroom, and watched Song Yingying remarked the names, grades and other information to several boys: "You may not come. But don't ask me to see you in No. 4 Middle School in the future." As she spoke, she waved fist.

Several boys immediately said: "Come! Come!"

Song Yingying let them go.

She happily put away the book and smiled at Wen Yijia: "How is it? I've accepted a few more students for you! How can I thank me?"

Wen Yijia looked at her smiling face and felt as cool and sweet as eating an ice cream on a hot day. He thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a few questions when I go back in the evening, and I'll use them for you tomorrow."

"Okay!" Song Yingying nodded happily, "Then please pay more attention!"

She looked happy, as if she really liked that he gave her a quiz, which made Wen Yijia feel happy too. The two packed up and walked out. Although it was already evening, the weather was still very hot. Wen Yijia remembered just now and said, "I'll treat you to ice cream?"

"Okay!" Song Yingying nodded immediately, "I want to eat crispy skin!"

Wen Yijia smiled softly: "Okay, crispy."

He bought her a crispy ice cream, and he bought an old ice lolly himself, and the two walked to the bus station while eating.

"Hey, do you like to suck?" Song Yingying ate half of it, turned her head to look at Wen Yijia, and found that his ice cream had a very round appearance.

Wen Yijia paused, turned to look at her, and saw that she was biting, and the uneven bite marks made him frown.