Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

The main residence of the Meng family, in the exquisite and elegant hall.

Meng Guang knelt on the ground, lowered his head and did not speak, but his expression was like a stingy head, and his attitude of "You may scold, admit my mistakes and I will lose", which made his dad angry anyway.

Papa Meng is going to be mad at this evil man alive: "Fight! You also put people in the hospital! Are you so powerful, do you want to beat me too!"

"Do you still think you are great and you are right? Bring me a board-I will teach him a lesson today, and he will have to kill me tomorrow."

The servant tremblingly offered a long wooden board.

Mum Meng was too anxious next to her: "Hey, don't you listen to our children's explanation."

Father Meng yelled irritably, "I still have to explain if my son is in the hospital!"

Meng Guang still knelt on the ground and said nothing.

Song Yu saw that his cousin didn't intend to tell him, so he could only bite the bullet and stood up: "No, uncle, I am actually responsible for this matter today."

He suddenly said, everyone in the room was stunned and looked at him together.

Song Yu continued to bite the bullet: "Today I am also in Linshui, and my cousin only fights with Wang Bei for me."

Grandma Meng's eyes widened, and she couldn't accept the stimulus at all when she was old: "Yu Yu, what are you doing in Linshui?"

In her cognition, Linshui is a place full of smoke.

Father Meng frowned, "Yu Yu, you go to bed first. You don't need to speak for this stinky boy. I know his virtue."

"No, no, it's true." Song Yu hurriedly said, "Uncle, you can go and watch the surveillance. It was Wang Beidan who forced me to drink. I sent a message to my cousin, and my cousin rushed over to save me to fight with Wang. "

Of course, monitoring does not exist. Wang Beidan is hiding in the box and doing those things, how can he leave evidence? The monitoring must have been dealt with by themselves.

Grandma Meng's eyes widened: "What? Drink, they force you to drink!"

Mother Meng was also stunned. She had a good relationship with Song's mother, and knew that Song Yu almost died from a glass of wine when she was a child.

The thought of her sister-in-law’s son almost having an accident with her, Meng Meng was so angry that Meng Guang’s temperament mostly followed her, Meng Meng grabbed the board from Daddy Meng directly: "I heard you! Come back to me and stand my son! Good fight! I think he was hitting lightly! Those messy things that Wang Bei did alone are not a secret in Jingcheng! Killing such a beast is to do the way for the sky."

Father Meng’s original surprise was also lost by his wife’s violent energy, and he was angry: "Look what you are talking about. You are such a mother?!"

"Then you, dad, did it right?"

They flew into a quarrel. Grandma Meng was annoyed when she heard it, and slapped the table: "Go back to the room and make a noise! ​​Your son has been on his knees for a long time!"

Poor Mayor Meng was gentle and elegant and personable outside. He was so angry at home that the two women were alive and autistic. He left without eating.

Meng Guang was supported by Meng's mother and blinked at Song Yu.

After dinner, Song Yu still had to go back to live with his grandmother.

Meng Guang drove him. There was the sound of insects in the garden outside the house, the night sky was pure and the moon was bright.

Meng Guang couldn't hold back in the car. He lied on the steering wheel and laughed first: "I am so energetic, it is not wasting your brother I will give my life to help you out. Ouch, my dad's face, hahaha."

Song Yu twitched his lips: "You are too happy, and the Wang family will not give up."

Meng Guang raised his eyelids and didn't care: "What if you don't let it go, what Wang Beidan does in the box can see people? They don't dare to publicize this matter, so they can only lose their heads.

He has been the prince in Jingcheng for so many years, so he must do things appropriately. It is clear to my heart whether the one that can be messed up, the one that can't be messed up, whether it will make a big mess.

Song Yu: "En."

Meng Guang suddenly reacted at this time: "Wang Beidan really forced you to drink?" He hadn't seen it clearly at the time, and now think about it, it seems something is wrong.

Song Yu smiled: "No. I was trying to smash him with a wine bottle."

Meng Guang: "......"

After a while, he laughed loudly: "Good smashed!"

He tilted his head, his eyes full of curiosity: "Why did you get to 305? Isn't it breathable?"

Song Yu thought for a while and laughed: "Probably, fate will let me save people, punish evil and promote good."

This incident is indeed as Meng Guang said, there was no splash in Jingcheng.

For Song Yu, the only effect was that Grandma Meng had lingering fears and would never force him to go out again.

Song Yu checked the King's Family in Jingcheng and finally knew how the familiarity came from. In "Gentle Control", the rich second generation who was crazy to make things difficult for Xie Sui in high school is the youngest son of the Wang family, Wang Ci. The whole family spoiled like a baby. In Jingcheng, it was the wind and the rain, and there was a brother like Wang Beidan. Wang Ci started playing with women and men when he was very young. It was rotten to the bones. .

When I was in high school, I was full of nasty thoughts. After school, I locked Xie Sui in the classroom and wanted to take pictures of him naked. Threatening photos. During the sports meeting, I deliberately prescribed drugs on drinks to make Xie Sui embarrassed in front of the whole school. At that time, Xie Sui was locked in the toilet, and he was not allowed to take the exam and get a scholarship. Even after the college entrance examination, Wang Ci wanted to do tricks, making him miss the exam and ruining Xie Sui's life.

Song Yu felt that he couldn't think about the plot of the original book, and he really wanted to suffer.

The third day of doing nothing at home.

Grandma was afraid that he would be bored and brought him a child of the same age.

The driver's son who picked him up from the airport that day was a thin, wheat-skinned boy named Ma Xiaoding.

Ma Xiaoding didn't know what he had heard from his father. At first, he talked to Song Yu like a mosquito. It seemed that if the decibel was bigger, he would have to be hospitalized. Or Song Yu couldn't bear it and warned him before he changed it.

Ma Xiaoding and Xie Sui are actually classmates in junior high school.

Song Yu deliberately learned a little more about Xie Sui and chatted with him: "Just what Xie Sui in your class is like in junior high school?"

Ma Xiaoding's eyes rounded, looking silly, "Master, what are you asking for?"

Song Yu didn't like this title: "Don't call me Young Master, if you really admire me from your heart, call me Brother Yu!"

Ma Xiaoding scratched his head: "Good young master, ah no, good brother Yu, what do you ask Xie Sui for?"

Song Yu choked, and immediately said, "Isn't this man the number one in the Jingcheng high school entrance examination? He has a good grade. I want to learn from him and learn from each other.

Ma Xiaoding instantly stood in awe. Although he didn't know how to compare his results, he still honestly told Song Yu what he knew.

"Is this person Xie Sui? I think it's pitiful. His family should be extremely poor. A piece of clothing can be worn for three years, and he will continue to wear it when washed white. The personality is very withdrawn. Few people dare to approach him. There is not a friend in the year."

"Originally, someone approached him. After all, he is good-looking, good grades, and it’s not a loss to be a friend. But someone in the class is the same block as Xie Sui, and often speaks ill of Xie Sui’s mother behind us. It is said that Xie Sui’s mother was infected with AIDS and jumped to death, and AIDS can be transmitted from mother to child, and most of Xie Sui also have it. This time, everyone in the class is scared. Anyway, Xie Sui never takes the initiative to deal with people. Over time, in class Became a transparent person."

"Everyone deliberately ignored him in everything, and so did the teacher. For three years in junior high school, I never heard Xie Sui say anything."

"He often sleeps in class. I heard people say that he doesn't seem to go back to study, but works in a restaurant. There is a group of troublemakers in the class who know where he works and go to make things difficult for him and talk loudly about AIDS. , To get rid of Xie Sui's work. Xie Sui did not speak and was depressed. Once, when I came back from an Internet cafe, I saw that Xie Sui's face was covered in blood, and he vomited again while holding on to the pillar."

"He..." Ma Xiaoding sighed, "It should be a gangster outside the school. You can also have money to help fight a fight. But the money is in exchange for life."

Song Yu's face became colder as he listened, and he was playing with his mobile phone.

Ma Xiaoding looked at the sky and continued: "Of course, I think those people are farting. AIDS can't be used to joke around. They are too much. I thought about helping Xie Sui, but his person was too cold and too difficult. It's close. Say a word to him and it will take a long time to get a reply. He probably doesn't want to talk to us either."

Song Yu suddenly remembered the last night the young man made a hoarse "thank you".

Sneer, cut the phone to the navigation page, and enter the address Xie Sui said.

Song Yu: "It's not that it's hard to approach." It's that his birth environment was too bad, he never felt warm, and he was at a loss for kindness and gentleness.

Ma Xiaoding: "Huh?"

Song Yu jumped off the bed, "When I go out, you tell my grandmother, I'm going to buy a book."

Ma Xiaoding: "???"

Song Yu paused, and casually made up a reason: "When you go to the countryside, you can buy some Jingcheng textbooks to preview."

Ma Xiaoding: "......"

Do the rich second generations of this year all fight like that?