madam, your vest is off

Chapter 274
Wen Yueze frowned, and followed Zhao Nan to the playground. Sure enough, the playground was in such a mess that even the principal of the school was alarmed.

Wen Yueze didn't know the person who came across. It should be a teacher or a director or something.

"Principal, it's too much for people in their school to apologize this time!" Zhao Nan's friend reasoned, and just after he finished speaking, he was punched by a student in black school uniform behind him.

"Liu Ming!" Zhao Nan let go of Wen Yueze's arm, ran towards Liu Ming who was beaten to the ground, and helped Liu Ming up. Zhao Nan raised his head angrily and shouted, "Who are you?" are you crazy?!"

"Here, how can civilians like you have the right to speak!" The man looked down at Zhao Nan, his eyes were contemptuous and sinister, and the disgust in his eyes seemed to be looking at a pile of garbage!
Zhao Nan shrank his pupils, stood up angrily, and glared at the man unwillingly, "You are fucking looking for death!"

As Zhao Nan said, he wanted to fight that man to the death.

"Zhao Nan!" Wen Yueze stepped forward and stopped Zhao Nan, shaking his head at him.

"Yue Ze, but..." Zhao Nan glanced at the person lying on the ground, pursed his lips, and stepped back.

"Where did you come from, a country bumpkin? Could it be that you were used as a trainer for my uncle?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, Wen Yueze punched him to the ground with an uppercut.

"You! You bastard!!"

Wen Yueze cast a glance at the man, then looked around, and chuckled disdainfully, "To be honest, the harmful garbage here can't beat me even if they fight together."

"How dare you be so rampant!" The man who was knocked down on the ground said to the people next to him with a distorted expression, "Hurry up, a group of people are afraid that a teenager will fail!?"

As if you were not a teenager, Wen Yueze complained silently in his heart, "Come on, let's go together."

"Wen Yueze, don't mess around!" Seeing this, the physical education teacher said quickly, for fear that Wen Yueze would really be hurt by those people.

"Teacher, I have my own measure."

"Well, that's fine."

"It's no wonder the school is so rubbish for a teacher who has no opinion like this."

Wen Yueze raised his eyes and glanced at the boy. His lingering eyes made the boy tremble with fright. Wen Yueze saw that he was wearing a sportswear, which should be a member of the Huafeng school basketball team.

Wen Yueze hooked the corners of his mouth, but this smile didn't make people feel happy at all, and even had the illusion that Shura was alive.

"The basketball team?"

"Ah? That's right! You must be afraid! You think it's impossible for a little guy like you to become a member of the basketball team in this lifetime!"

"Hahahahaha."

After the boy finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter, and even the leaders from Huafeng School couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

"That really disappoints you. I'm the basketball team of our school, and I'm still the main force." Wen Yueze's lips curled slightly, and he looked at them with disdain and said, "Do you want to compete? Basketball?"

"you?"

The students in Huafeng School looked at each other, and finally burst out laughing. One of them pointed at Wen Yueze and couldn't breathe, "You, you shorty, want to play basketball with us? Hahahahaha!"

Everyone in Huafeng School burst into laughter, and even the people in their own class began to worry about Wen Yueze.

Although Wen Yueze is very good at playing basketball at school, compared to those tall students in Huafeng School, it is still very worrying.

"Yue Ze, if you can't do it, then don't play, I'm fine anyway." The girl who was hit by the ball said while pulling Wen Yue Ze's arm.

Wen Yueze pulled his arm out of the girl's hand without a trace, and said coldly without saving any face, "I'm not for you, I just don't want some cockroaches to step into my territory."

Wen Yueze's eyes were like a ferocious leader wolf, swearing to defend his territory to the death.

When Wen Yueze said such disregard for the girl's face, everyone present was stunned. After all, it was too embarrassing.

The atmosphere was embarrassing to a certain extent, the girl had tears in her eyes because of Wen Yueze's words.

So who is Wen Yueze from?
"No, who do you think is a cockroach?" The boy who was beaten stood up, pointed at Wen Yueze and said, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? Let me tell you You, I might scare you to death if I say it, you bumpkins!"

"Then talk about it." Although Wen Yueze only went to that kind of commercial banquet with Wen Yuanzhou when he was young, he still roughly remembers a few famous people.

Maybe it's because Wen Yueze didn't expect Wen Yueze to say such a sentence, and Wen Yueze's tone was provocative, as if only those he recognized could become rich!
"What the hell is your rampant tone, you have to listen to me!" Seeing that Wen Yueze was not ostentatious but full of aura, the boy couldn't help being a little timid.

"Hmm." Wen Yueze looked at the man in front of him lazily, expecting him to say a name that would satisfy him.

"My father is a famous developer! Now we are working with a famous overseas returnee. After that land is developed, our company will be improved to a higher level!"

"So who is your father?"

"Wang! Wang Guolin! The famous Mr. Wang! Even the people from the Wen family will give my father some face!"

Wen Yueze was stunned for a moment when he heard Wen's family, but he came back to his senses in less than a second, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can I ask a question?"

"Ask." The boy thought that Wen Yueze was afraid, so he spat out a word in disdain.

"May I ask President Wang who is he?"

"Pfft!" After Wen Yueze finished speaking, Zhao Nan covered his mouth and hilariously. This is really Wen Yueze, and it's exactly his demeanor.

"You don't even know Wang Guolin, the boss of the developer. You really are a country bumpkin."

"That's right, I'm still pretending to be rich here."

"Haha, a local turtle."

Wen Yueze ignored them, turned around and looked at Zhao Nan who was wearing sportswear, and hammered his chest with his fist, "Look at them, whoever dares to tell me, I'll go change clothes."

"what are you going to do?"

"Playing basketball, tormenting these cockroaches."

"Hey! Who are you calling a cockroach?!" A boy rushed out, and was pulled back by his classmates after only two steps.

After Wen Yueze left, the two sides had a truce for the time being, because one person had already been beaten. Naturally, none of them, the pampered young masters, stepped forward to make trouble. After all, judging by Wen Yueze's appearance, if they do something, it is true will hit them.

So they can only say hello.

"Your headmaster is here, and you let a dwarf take care of it? No wonder your school is so useless from the beginning to the end, the beetle school."

The principal was not annoyed either, and looked at the student who spoke with a smile, "Shouldn't it be up to the students to solve your students' affairs? Unless you are the kind of person who has done something and asked your parents to worry about it, say Yes, after all, you are all young masters..."

When the principal spoke, he was still smiling, with a typical smiling face.

"Don't worry about it if you don't have the ability to manage it. What are you looking for with so many excuses?!"

"I may not be able to control some things, but at school, no matter whose son you are, you should still listen to the lecture."

"Who cares about you, dead bald donkey."

The principal is not young, and he is a little bald. In private, students may occasionally tease him and call him Mediterranean, but no one dares to call him a bald donkey in front of him.

It can be seen that this kid is really arrogant because of his family background.

"I'm back." Wen Yueze changed into a tracksuit, holding a basketball in his hand.

"Yo, you even brought a basketball. The basketball of you common people will dirty our noble feet." The boy who was punched by Wen Yueze said disdainfully.

"Why?!" The boy was touched on the arm by the person next to him, and when he saw him pointing in Wen Yueze's direction, the boy looked over. After seeing the basketball caught in Wen Yueze's arm, he was shocked His jaw dropped.

"This is……"

"This is the signature basketball of Joel, who has won the global basketball championship for five consecutive years?! And it is an out-of-print collector's item!"

"Ha——" Wen Yueze yawned in a lack of interest, "Hurry up, make a quick decision, and teacher, you need to tell the head teacher that the next class is her class."

"Don't worry, your class teacher has already arrived for such a big matter." The physical education teacher pointed to the female teacher next to the principal.

The head teacher ran to Wen Yueze worriedly, and said in a worried voice, "Yueze, don't force it. You can leave this matter to the school."

"It's okay, teacher, don't worry." Wen Yueze gave her a reassuring smile.

"By the way, Yue Ze, I called your father and he will be here in a while. Don't worry."

Wen Yueze was stunned for a moment, she actually didn't want to tell Wen Yuanzhou about this, but since she said it, he didn't have any objections.

After all, it was her heart.

"Thank you, teacher."

Wen Yueze threw the basketball to Zhao Nan, and a group of people walked towards the basketball court aggressively.

"Well, kid..." The boy in the Huafeng school uniform came over, and after meeting Wen Yueze's sharp eyes, he changed his words instantly, "Brother, can I touch your basketball?"

As a fan, how could I pass up such a good opportunity!
"Did you hit my friend?"

"No, after I came, they had finished fighting."

Wen Yueze turned his head and looked at Zhao Nan. Seeing Zhao Nan nodding, he asked Zhao Nan to hand him the basketball. After giving it to him, a few boys came over in an instant. He couldn't put it down. This kind of signed basketball, then It's just something money can't buy.

The group of boys from Huafeng School all changed their eyes towards Wen Yueze, and they came over one after another, asking about the origin of basketball.

(End of this chapter)