The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

Students, you look at me and I look at you, but no one stands up.

Wang Yan was very owed, but he was not used to that problem, so he immediately raised his hand: "Director, I have something to say."

"explain."

"Director, I don't know who it is, but I just saw Chen Xun, Qiao Ran, and Zhao Ye sneaking out."

As soon as these words came out, the whole class looked at Wang Yan at the back.

Director Ma stared at the trio with a scrutinizing gaze.

In fact, these students all knew who did it, but no one said it. This is because if anyone speaks up at this time, he will definitely not have to mix in the class. Even if other students think it is right, they will stand aside and criticize him.

To be honest, Wang Yan's behavior is not popular among the student community. install

But Wang Yan didn't care at all what those people thought or the trio's possible revenge on him. Not to mention, there must be people in this group who think the same as him and support him.

He turned to face the trio and teased: "Then stop sitting there, are you guys? Just admit it openly and don't implicate other innocent students and waste everyone's time."

"If you don't want to study, don't delay others."

Why don't you just encourage people? What a big deal.

As expected, with Wang Yan taking the lead, other students in the class who had good academic performance also started to buzz.

The pressure was concentrated on the three of them. Unlike the other two, Zhao Ye's legs began to shake, feeling the call of his father's love.

Director Ma didn't stop him and just stared at them.

Looking at Zhao Ye with disgust, Chen Xun and Qiao Ran looked at each other, like fighters, they held their heads high and said, "I did it, it's none of their business."

He could refuse to admit it to death, but what would his classmates think of him? What do the brothers think of him?

Where does he put his face? Where to put his dignity? Where does he put his pride?

In the words of Brother Qiang: Why don’t you call yourself a young man if you are angry?

Wang Yan is still used to it. Good face? From now on, just let someone step on your face like a shoe mat twice and it will be fine.

Qiao Ran definitely couldn't let Chen Xun resist on his own: "Director, I did it all."

That silly boy Zhao Ye also said, "It's none of their business, it's all my own."

"You don't have to give in. I'm telling you, no one can run away. You all have to go out and stand." As he said this, Director Ma pointed to the door.

After giving Wang Yan a fierce look at Wang Yan who betrayed them, the trio looked strong on the outside but felt anxious inside.

They don't know how to face the upcoming punishment from school and parents.

Seeing the three of them walking out, Director Ma said, "Okay, let me study hard."

After saying that, he went out to clean up the trio.

The students in the class glanced at Wang Yan, some with complicated expressions, and some with disgust.

Wang Yan ignored them and sat there comfortably, flipping through the book.

Fang Hui glanced at Wang Yan worriedly, turned away, and said nothing.

Lin Jiamo slammed the table angrily and said, "How could you do this? How could you betray them?"

"Just because they wanted to watch the game, they signed a letter and shut off the power, without caring what other students thought. Do you think they did the right thing?"

Lin Jiamo didn't say anything, and Wang Yan didn't care about him. He looked at the other students who were watching the excitement and said, "Do you think they did the right thing?"

After a while, a female classmate with big glasses said weakly: "I don't feel right."

Wang Yan knew her. This girl had top grades, was a study committee member in the class, and was a good helper to the teacher.

With the speech of the study committee member, it will be easier for others to speak.

"I don't think it's right either."

"They didn't even think about us."

. . .

Except for those who are like-minded, most of them have deep resentment towards them. That guy has a grudge, and he's starting to settle old scores.

Wang Yan looked at Lin Jiamo, who wanted to defend his good friends but didn't know what to say, and shrugged.

"alright."

After patting the table, Wang Yan said, "Everyone, please be quiet and study by yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the group of students fell silent, and gradually there was only the sound of turning pages of books and the rustling of pen and paper on paper.

Wang Yan smiled slightly at this, they are all children.

Through two things, coupled with Wang Yan's own leadership and that unquestionable magnanimity. With the approval of some people, the following of others, and the daring to be angry and afraid to speak out, Wang Yan has gained prestige and influence in the class.

Of course, there are many people who tell small talk behind their backs, as long as they don't appear to be causing trouble on the surface.

Lin Jiamo looked at this scene and didn't know what to do. Especially when everyone was playing well, no one stood up to support her. Knowing that he was no match, he snorted, glanced sideways at Wang Yan, and sat back in his seat angrily.

I kept blessing Wang Yan in my heart, but I was also worried about the safety of my good friend. This was not a small matter, and he might really be beaten to death if he didn't do it right.

The next day, Wang Yan got up early to run and box.

After breakfast, he put on the school uniform that the old lady in the orphanage helped to modify to fit him, took his schoolbag and strolled to school.

It was now time for morning self-study. Wang Yan arrived neither early nor late, silently went in through the back door and sat down in his seat.

Lin Jiamo came early and wished Wang Yan the whole morning. Because none of her three good friends came, it was obvious that the situation was in danger. When he saw Wang Yan coming in, he glared at him and turned away to ignore him.

Wang Yan didn't care, sooner or later she would feel better.

Fang Hui in the front was always paying attention to Wang Yan, and would look behind him whenever something happened.

When Fang Hui looked back, Wang Yan suddenly raised his head, frightened Fang Hui and quickly turned back.

It's quite interesting. Wang Yan was like this at that time. He had a crush on a female classmate in his class and always wanted to look at her unconsciously. When people sense that someone is looking at her, Wang Yan always dodges subconsciously.

This feeling has nothing to do with being scared or not, it's just the shyness of boys and girls.

But Fang Hui didn't have a crush on Wang Yan, she might just be curious and wanted to know more about Wang Yan.

And most of the time, the story starts with curiosity.

Soon, the day's classes began.

Open the book and study hard. You have to go to Huaqing University or Peking University to get the upper hand.

After the second period of class, it’s time for a big break.

"The first set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students starts now..." (I don't know which set it is, that's what it means)

"Ready, one, two, three, four."

"Two two three four."

. . .

After finishing the broadcast gymnastics, there were a row of school leaders on the podium.

Director Ma stepped forward and tried the wheat: "Hey, hey."

"Students, everyone knows about the self-study last night."

"You come to school to study, not to turn on the switch and cause trouble to the school. This kind of behavior is very bad."

"I am now giving a notice of criticism to three students, Chen Xun, Qiao Ran, and Zhao Ye. They will be given a major demerit and will go home to reflect for a week. This time next week, I will review here. I hope the students will learn from it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzzing below.

Director Ma quickly stopped: "Quiet, everyone, be quiet."

"Let the principal speak next, and everyone applauds."

"Pah..Pah..Pah"

The students below began to applaud, and Wang Yan followed suit in a perfunctory manner.

Then the principal began to talk in front of him, talking nonsense.

This will also be the case in future meetings with company leaders. Things that can be said in two sentences will have to be babbled on for a long time.

It is also called euphemistically, the art of speaking, allowing you to understand its spirit.

After so many years, Wang Yan also understood what was going on.

But what should be said is that I am really sleepy.

After talking for a long time, it was finally over and each class brought them back in an orderly manner.

The students' reactions were also different.

I hate the school but I agree with it in my heart, but I talk about it being awesome.

He gloats about the misfortune in his heart, but he says it is better than anything in his mouth.

Those who have opinions are wise to shut up and remain silent, because everyone around them is talking about Niubi.

Wang Yan didn't have much to say, because he had talked about Niubi before.

In the afternoon physical education class, Wang Yan had nothing to do and went to the basketball court to play basketball. The main thing is to pretend and look for youth.

In the past, Wang Yan was also very good at it, but he was very good at it. He is different now. That physique is there. He can do tomahawk dunks, giant loops, and over-the-counter dunks.

The body is flexible, the reaction is quick, the explosion is strong, and the control is good. The long-range shot may not be accurate, but the two-point shot is absolutely accurate.

The sports students from the school team who played there, as well as some whom I had met frequently, all greeted Wang Yan warmly when they saw him coming.

If you don't recognize someone, ask the people next to you: "Who is he? He's so impressive?"

"He..."

This is a deep friendship established in the previous month, even though Wang Yan didn't play much. But he casually showed his hands and guided them, and everyone was conquered.

They didn't know why, but they just felt that Wang Yan was very good and they especially liked communicating and playing with Wang Yan.

"Here we come." The captain of the school team, Su Kai, saw Wang Yan coming and threw the ball over.

Wang Yan nodded, took the ball and walked to the three-point line. He raised his hand and made a three-pointer. Then he ran a few steps, jumped up high with his feet on the ground, grabbed the ball that bounced back, and made a split dunk. . He didn't dare to pretend to be hanging on the basket, because he was afraid that the force would be too great and it would damage it.

"Aw, you're so awesome."

"Wang Yan, Niubi."

Although the students nearby have watched it many times, they are still inexplicably excited. There is no way, they are jealous.

There was a little girl enjoying the cool air nearby. Seeing Wang Yan being so fierce, she was also pointing and saying something.

Needless to say, Wang Yan now has a group of female fans who accidentally saw him playing basketball.

Looking at Wang Yan with envy, Su Kai said: "You are really awesome. You are so handsome."

"You're getting close too. I saw you were almost there the past two days. Just work harder." Wang Yan encouraged Su Kai.

It's just that when he looks at Su Kai, he always misses the love apartment, and he can't get out.

"Don't comfort me. I know what level I am at. But don't you think about what Coach Zhang said last time?"

"Forget it, I still have to study."

As he spoke, Wang Yan greeted the students on the side: "Come on, come on, let's clean up the whole room."

After a while, people made arrangements by themselves.

A group of young men played ball lively.

Wang Yan is not only good at playing basketball, he is also good at passing the ball. Besides, you are so old, so you can just pretend to feel better, and the rest is just for fun. Is this thing just a collaboration? If he gets the ball and dunks hard, then why not play der? Wouldn't it be better if he gets the ball himself and dunks it?

After a lively session of playing ball, Wang Yan didn't even pant for such a small amount of exercise.

What Wang Yan didn't see was that Fang Hui was watching him silently from the left side of the court. Lin Jiamo watched him secretly from behind the big tree on the right side of the court.

Lin Jiamo also saw it by chance. In the past month, Wang Yan really didn't play much, so he never met Chen Xun and the others.

She passed by accidentally before and was stunned when she saw Wang Yan's flying dunk.

"I didn't expect this sycophant and nuisance to play ball. Is he still so handsome when he plays?" The little man's heart suddenly jumped and he almost jumped up and cheered twice.

But then she thought that Wang Yan was annoying people, and she was still a little conflicted, so she hesitated and hid behind the tree to peek.

Wang Yan didn't know, it didn't matter if he knew.

Although he went to school later than this, in general, the difference in everyone's ideas is not too big.

It can only be said that he was really a child at that time. . . Very pure?

In the evening, after school, Wang Yan packed up his things and wandered out.

When I walked outside, I happened to see the back of Fang Hui riding a bicycle, but there were a few boys following Fang Hui behind him.

Wang Yan frowned and called out: "Fang Hui."

Hearing someone shouting, Fang Hui stopped the car, turned around and was about to speak, when she saw the person following her, she was so scared that she lowered her head and did not dare to move.

Wang Yan walked over and said before the two of them could speak, "Why are you following her?"

"Boy, I advise you to mind your own business."

Ignoring these two delinquent young men, Wang Yan said to Fang Hui, "You go first."

"You dare?" One of the thin men threatened fiercely.

Wang Yan was not used to mistakes. He stumbled and his hand retreated. The thin man fell down in the air. To avoid breaking his head, Wang Yan silently stepped on his feet.

The man next to him saw his brother being knocked down and said, "Fuck..." Without thinking, he raised his fist and was about to hit Wang Yan.

Wang Yan grabbed the incoming fist with one hand, grabbed his neck collar with the other, and kicked him on the calf. The thin man hit him with an "ouch".

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast that Fang Hui didn't even react, and the two of them fell to the ground.

"I suggest you two keep your mouths shut. After all, gaping teeth are quite ugly." Wang Yan stepped on the two of them and said.

Hearing this, the two of them, who were lying on the ground and moaning in pain while making harsh words, wisely kept their mouths shut.

"Okay, let's go."

"But you..."

"It's okay, go home." Wang Yan said without doubt.

After hearing Wang Yan's determination, Fang Hui turned around and walked away.

There is so much movement here, and the surrounding area has already been crowded with people, all of whom are trustworthy.

Wang Yan looked around without saying a word, then tapped the two of them with his foot: "Get up."

The two stood up obediently, turned around and wanted to run away.

Wang Yan hugged the two of them by the shoulders: "If you run away again, I'll be serious."

The two of them felt their buttocks and calves, and laughed very wisely: "Brother, what do you want us brothers to do? You speak."

Wang Yan nodded: "Who asked you to come? Take me to find him."

The two of them were embarrassed to open their mouths and wanted to speak, after all, they believed that.

Wang Yan said "huh?" and squeezed their shoulders at the same time, gradually exerting force.

"Hiss... Big brother, big brother, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle, we will take you there, take you there."

"Lead the way." Wang Yan let go of the two of them.

"Okay, big brother, this way." He rubbed his shoulders with one hand and his butt with the other, leading the way.

The people around them saw that the excitement was gone, so they sadly left the scene, but everyone was asking who the person who knocked them down just now was.

Of course there were people in this group of people who were in Wang Yan's class. I heard someone asking and boasting: "That's from Class 1, Grade 2, and his name is Wang Yan."

As he spoke, he did not forget to follow up with Yourong: "I am a classmate."

There was nothing I could do about this informant and the one who liked the teacher's bad feet. Although I had seen him press Zhao Ye and Qiao Ran to the ground and rub them together, I didn't expect him to actually do it so violently. Those two little gangsters, who looked like they were no good at first glance, were defeated in three strikes, five, five, and two.

It is estimated that this matter will be spread throughout the three grade groups tomorrow, as everyone at this age is good at this.

Even if he studied hard all day long and wandered around in the sea of ​​learning, he would listen to such things with disdain and indifference.

Whether a young man is passionate or not, he is like that.

Thanks to brother (hearken) for the reward of 666 coins for support.

Thanks to brother (Fu News) for the 200 coins for your support.

Thanks to brother (Lian Nan Xuelang) for your monthly support once again.

Thank you (nickname no longer needed) for your monthly support once again.

Thanks to Brother (Shaved Ice) for your monthly ticket support.

Thanks to Brother (Zhou SY) for your monthly support.

Thanks to Brother (Tianyuan Tomato) for your monthly ticket support.

I would like to express my daily gratitude to all the brothers who recommended me for their support.

Thanks to the good brothers who spoke and who only read books without speaking for their support.

Thanks for the love, brother.