Chapter 55 Still like fighting so much?

As soon as he finished speaking, the other people who followed Brother Liang Junying came over and surrounded Xixun. At first, Xixun was able to handle it, but there were too many people on the other side.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Xi Xun felt someone kick on his back, and then, without paying attention, he was pushed to the ground, and then a group of people surrounded him and began to punch and kick him.

Xixun couldn't help crying out in pain.

Finally, after knowing that he couldn't beat him, Xixun simply lay down on the ground, put his head in his hands, and let them beat him, so as to minimize his injuries.

However, they still refused to give up. They saw a group of people suddenly dispersed, brother Liang Junying walked in, then grabbed Xi Xun's hair, and threw him to the side, directly throwing him to the ground.

Just as those people were about to rush up again and beat him violently, a figure suddenly appeared from behind, blocking brother Liang Junying's face.

Obviously Liang Junying's brother is already much taller than his peers, but this person is a head taller than him.

He stretched out a hand, pulled up Xixun who fell on the ground, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Xixun patted the ashes on his body and shook his head.

A group of people looked at this person who appeared suddenly, and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

Brother Liang Junying took a look at this person, and found that he was actually wearing the uniform of Beijing International High School, which is the best high school in the country, and the people there are either rich or expensive. What is the background of this person?
"Who are you?" Facing a person much older than himself, he immediately lost the arrogance and domineering arrogance just now, and became trembling.

Cheng Yi didn't answer him, but asked: "You started fighting in groups at a young age, have you finished your homework?"

"none of your business."

"Of course it's none of my business, but if I call the police, you may cry." Cheng Yi's voice was very soft, but the disdain in his eyes was impossible to ignore.

A group of people seemed to be quite frightened by Cheng Yi's words. After all, at their age, the most serious punishment was to sue the teacher or ask the parents, but this person wanted to call the police directly.

"Don't listen to this man's nonsense." Although he said this, his voice was trembling uncontrollably, because his intuition told him that this man would really do this, but if he left like this, it would be too embarrassing.

Cheng Yi smiled, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number, "Hello? Is it the Public Security Bureau? Someone is fighting in the alley next to xxx school. Please come here."

Cheng Yi's move completely frightened the group of brats, and before he could speak again, there was no one in front of him.

Xixun walked up to Cheng Yi and asked, "Did you really call the police?"

Cheng Yi put the phone back into his pocket, "No."

After speaking, Cheng Yi walked forward with one hand in his pocket.

Xixun looked up at his back, and then awkwardly shouted two words, "Thank you."

Cheng Yi didn't look back, just waved his hands and left.

This was the first time Xixun met Cheng Yi.

The second time Xixun met Cheng Yi was at the school gate in Xinan.

The whole family was going back to grandma's house for dinner that day, and Xi Kanglei asked him to wait for Xinan to go there after school.

Because the elementary school dismissed early, Xixun was already waiting at the door before the end of school at Xinan's school.

Although he knew that he was studying at the same school as Xinan that day, he never expected that he would run into him again.

At that time, the school bell had just rang, so not many people left the school.

Just as Xixun was looking for Xinan's figure in the crowd, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight, still wearing the school uniform from last time, but now there was something extra in his hand.

It was a white schoolbag.

And the person who followed him was his sister, Xinan.

When Cheng Yi saw him, the emotion on his face didn't fluctuate much, as if he knew that he was Xinan's younger brother.

Xinan took back the schoolbag from Cheng Yi's hand, then squeezed your Xixun's face, "Why are you here so early?"

"Who knew that your high school ended so late." When Xi Xun said this, his eyes were fixed on Cheng Yi.

And Cheng Yi didn't shy away from it, and looked directly at him, the depth between the eyes was hard to fathom.

Xinan patted Xixun's head again, then looked at Cheng Yi and said, "Brother Yi, let's go first."

"Ah."

After that, Xixun rarely saw Cheng Yi again, but only heard his name a few times from Xinan and his parents.

Xi Xun's thoughts were slowly pulled back, and his gaze stayed on the man opposite him.

He was wearing a dark gray suit, and the white shirt inside was slightly unbuttoned. He had an outstanding temperament, and his gestures exuded an elegant and noble aristocratic atmosphere.

In fact, apart from Xinan and his parents occasionally mentioning Cheng Yi, there are also stories about him in the school.

That's right, the high school he is studying now is the one where Xinan and Cheng Yi were studying at the beginning.

Even though Cheng Yi has graduated for many years, his photo is still on the school's honor roll.

Even in the school's post bar, this once influential figure will be discussed from time to time.

As long as the word school grass is mentioned, Cheng Yi's name will still be pulled out for a walk.

The name Xixun heard the most in school might be his.

But now he seems to be different from before, he seems to be more taciturn
Cheng Yi didn't have a big appetite today. After eating, he put down the bowls and chopsticks early, and went to the living room to smoke.

After a while, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and he sat on the sofa smoking for a while, when suddenly a figure came.

Cheng Yi took a puff of cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled the smoke slowly, and looked over.

Seeing him sitting down next to him, Cheng Yi put the hand holding the cigarette to the other side, and asked, "It's been so many years, do you still like fighting so much?"

His voice was a little lazy, and he seemed a little careless.

"You are different. After all these years, you still like smoking so much?"

When Cheng Yi was still in high school, Xixun saw him smoking at the school gate several times.

After Xixun learned to smoke, he was more or less influenced by him. At that time, he was young and ignorant, and he felt handsome when he saw others smoking, so he wanted to try it.

Later, I learned to bury my worries in my heart and rely on tobacco and alcohol to numb myself.

Cheng Yi smiled and just asked, "Should you be in high school now?"

Xi Xun: "Senior year."

"How's the grade?"

Xixun looked at him speechlessly, his eyes seemed to say, why do you elders like to ask other people's grades so much?
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(End of this chapter)

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