Just like dust

Chapter 101 Childhood Sweetheart (2)

When the limousine stopped at the school gate and Lan Luochen appeared, almost all the girls in the school became restless.

Because it is summer, the sun at 7 o'clock in the morning has been extraordinarily soft and bright.

The appearance of Lan Luochen was like the Prince Charming in a fairy tale. He was wearing a simple white shirt, beige casual trousers, and a black schoolbag on one shoulder, leaning quietly in front of the luxury car.

There was a halo sprinkled on his handsome and clean side face. Under the sunlight, his fair skin was perfect without any blemishes, almost as thin and transparent as the wings of a cicada.

The tall nose, graceful lips, deep eyes, and slender body exude a sense of nobility that can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

All the girls in Shengyou Junior High School were excited because of this new transfer student.

For children at the age of twelve or thirteen, the so-called love and love are very simple and innocent.

Sending love letters, chocolates, buying drinks, or standing by the side crazily while playing basketball in physical education class and shouting: "Lan Luochen is great, Lan Luochen, I love you!" and other advertising slogans .

Within a few days, Lan Luochen's name had already resounded throughout Shengyou College, including the elementary school where Yu Pianran was studying.

That afternoon, Yu Pianran skipped class and ran to the junior high school, and happened to see some mean-spirited boys bullying her new classmates. She was curious, so she hid aside and took a look.

"Lan Luochen, who the hell do you think you are? Labor and management have investigated you for a long time. Your aunt is just a servant of a rich family, and you are just the son of a servant. It’s like two to five to eighty thousand a day, you have to be ashamed.”

Four or five senior seniors blocked Lan Luochen at the corner of a teaching building, and one of the boys with dyed red hair was swearing "TM's" and "labor" as soon as he blurted out.

Lan Luochen was only in the first year of junior high school, and was abused and threatened by a group of seniors in the third year of junior high school. Not only did he not show the slightest fear or panic, on the contrary, he looked indifferent and stern, expressionless and contemptuous of the boys standing in front of him.

"Have you finished speaking? Get out of the way after you finish speaking, and I have to go home."

The red-haired senior seemed to have punched the cotton, and Lan Luochen's attitude made him instantly annoyed: "Stinky boy, what the fuck is your attitude, do you know who Laozi is, you dare to talk to me like this, Do you believe that labor and management will break your leg right now and make you crawl back?"

Speaking, the red-haired senior stretched out his hand and pushed Lan Luochen's shoulder.

Lan Luochen tilted his head and glanced at the crumpled white shirt, frowned heavily, and slowly stretched out his left hand that had been in the pocket of his trousers.

"I warned you, but you insist on messing with me. Why are there so many idiots in this world who are not afraid of death?"

These words were said lightly, like threats, more like talking to himself.

The red-haired senior watched Lan Luochen take off his gloves, and laughed loudly: "Oh, why are you taking off your gloves? If you have the skills, take off your pants, or run around the school playground naked and shout three times" I'm chop suey', we brothers, how about letting you go?"

Lan Luochen raised her hand leisurely.

(End of this chapter)