Master of the city

No matter what time Jingcheng university is full of tourists. Standing at the gate of Jingcheng University, Zhang Fan took several deep breaths. Will he be a student here in the future?

As a dropout, the word university seems to be out of reach. But who would have thought that after dropping out of school so long, he could stand in front of the highest University in China and become a part of it? It's like a dream.

Crossing the old red threshold and entering the campus, you will be filled with the atmosphere of youth. As a feng shui master, Zhang fan can feel the vitality more deeply than ordinary people, and the whole person's mood becomes comfortable.

Zhang Fan didn't call Luan Qingping. Instead, he walked to the dormitory of the Department of archaeology.

After all, he doesn't know Luan Qingping's office. No matter how skillful he is, it will be a bit awkward for him to let a half old man come out to meet him. It's better to go to the Department of archaeology, take GUI Xilai or some other students and let them take him.

"Members and friends, please look this way. In front of it is the nameless lake. Next to the nameless lake, that small courtyard is the dormitory of Archaeology Department of Beijing University, which is very popular on the Internet these days. You can use the mobile phone Baidu about the misty dormitory, that is here. In front of the dormitory yard, the fog lingers for a long time. If an outsider walks in, he can't find a way out. Unless he is lucky enough to meet the students who live inside, he will be taken out. It's said that several unbelieving donkey friends went in the night before yesterday to experience. As a result, they were trapped in it all night, and they won't be taken out until the next morning when the students come out. "

Walking in front of Zhang Fan, it seems that it is a tour group. The leader of the tour guide has a PA device on his ear and a small flag in his hand, waving around. The dozen members who follow him, each with a red hat on his head and a small flag in his hand, are waving around.

Zhang Fan thinks it's funny. You say that a tour guide who holds a flag can also advertise for a travel agency. What are you doing with the flag, and you don't pay for the advertisement.

But it's also funny that the cloud hanging array, which he made in order not to let the dormitory of the Department of archaeology be occupied, has become a scenic spot in the tourism project of Beijing University. Is it unintentional?

In fact, students can open a service to take people out. If they want to experience in the cloud hanging array, they can do it, and then they can charge money to take people out. This is definitely a good way to subsidize the cost of living.

"Wait a minute, everyone. Let's go to other scenic spots first. It seems that something is going to happen here. For everyone's safety, it's not suitable to go to that dormitory area now.

The beautiful tour guide suddenly stopped the whole team, and the people in the tour group immediately began to talk about it. Zhang Fan looked up at the outside of the dormitory area, and sure enough, it was really not suitable to play at this time.

Outside the dormitory area, there are forty or fifty guys who can see that they are not good things. Some lean against the wall of the courtyard, leaning on bats. Some squatted on the opposite side of the lake smoking, playing with a spring knife. Some of them squatted on the side of the road in twos and threes, whistling to the beautiful girls passing by.

How can there be so many little gangsters in the school? Doesn't the school care?

Zhang Fan frowned and walked over. This kind of gangster making trouble in the school should have been dealt with by the school authorities, but now Zhang Fan is a visiting professor in the Department of archaeology. He can't watch his students being bullied by a group of gangsters from outside the school.

What's more, the scale is really big. There are forty or fifty of them. I don't know who they are looking for. Is it because the students are not willing to move their dormitories?

"Hey, boy, what are you doing? It's blocked now. If it's not from the Department of archaeology, get out of here. "

Before Zhang Fan reached the gate of the dormitory yard, a gangster with a baseball bat yelled at Zhang Fan impatiently.

"Am I a student of Archaeology Department, mind your own business? Besides, who are you and what right do you have to block the dormitory area? "

Zhang Fan glanced at the gangster and snorted with disdain.

"Oh, I'm still a prick, brother. Anyway, those turtles can't come out. Why don't we have fun first?"

Zhang Fan's disdainful expression obviously angered the scoundrel. With a greeting from the scoundrel and a "Hula", seven or eight scoundrels surrounded him, forming a circle, trapping Zhang Fan in the middle.

"What do you want? This is a school. Are you going to run wild here? "

Looking around, fan couldn't help laughing.

"Wild? I tell you, we are from shichahaidiao. How dare those smelly security guards in this school meddle in our business? Don't you see them all in the corner? Are you impatient with a woodlouse and you dare to come to the first place? "

The bat thug raised his bat and poked it scornfully on Zhang Fan's chest.

"Brother Diao?"

Zhang Fan scratched his head. This name sounds familiar. Lu Rong also called him Diao Ge for the goods she met in zhuangyuanlou before. Did you know that the students who stood up for Zhang Fan on that day were all archaeology students, who came to revenge?This is really good to die, let yourself to meet.

"Yes, it's brother Diao. How are you afraid? Don't say that my brother is not righteous. Come on, kneel down and learn to bark three times. My brother will let you climb over. "

Obviously, the club thugs often bully others. Zhang Fan, a young man who looks thin and weak, doesn't pay attention to him at all.

"Kneel down and learn to bark three times. It's easy."

Zhang Fan chuckled. He grabbed the bat in his hand like lightning and pulled it to his side. He didn't expect that Zhang Fan's action was so fast and his strength was so strong that he was dragged forward. Zhang Fan put his right foot in front of his foot, and the gangster tripped and fell down.

"Well, kneeling is kneeling now. It's time to learn how to bark."

Zhang Fan raised his foot and kicked him between his buttocks with his toes. This position is just right. The gangster is like eating a thousand year old killing. He screams.

"It's not like barking. You should learn how a dog barks." Zhang Fan sneered and kicked again.

This time the gangster called more miserable, even tears were kicked out.

"Mad! If you dare to fight with us, I will let you know why the flowers are so red today! "

The gangsters around see that their companions suffer losses. How can they give up? Yelled, several thugs at the same time waving in the hands of the guy rushed up. What else do you have to say to them? After a while of banging, seven or eight gangsters fell to the ground.

Those gangsters who had been waiting around to watch the scene, of course, couldn't sit back and ignore it. They rushed up, and then Then in front of the dormitory building of the Department of archaeology, there was a man of 40 or 50 people.

"A group of teasers have no fart skills, and dare to make trouble. That is to say, the school's security guards are all counsellors taught by the teacher's wife. Only in this way can you be arrogant for so long."

Zhang Fan clapped his hands with ease and turned over 40 or 50 gangsters. The price he paid was just a few more holes in his coat. The boys and girls around him watched him clap and walk to the dormitory of the Department of archaeology. They didn't even shout. They all kept their unbelievable appearance with their mouths open.

"Hey, you haven't studied your barking well, or I'll help you again?"

The only one who hasn't been thrown on the top of the heap is the stick thug who provoked Zhang Fan before. At this moment, he fell on the ground, his face twisted, and kept humming. It was very painful. There seemed to be some blood on his pants behind his buttocks, and it seemed that Zhang Fan had cracked the back door.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

The eyes of the gangsters are full of humiliation, but how can we say that? The heroes don't suffer from immediate losses. Their 40 or 50 brothers can't beat one of the others. It's not too shameful to learn a few barks.

"Well, that's good. To be a dog, you have to look like a dog. I don't know who gave you the guts to make trouble in front of my dormitory. "

Zhang Fan squatted down and patted the gangster's face with his hand.

"Your boss, is that Diao who was beaten and vomited by me in the number one building that day?"

"Well, you, you Are you Zhang Fan

The gangster is a little shivering. Their eldest brother Diao, who is famous for being able to fight. But that day, the eldest brother was beaten and vomited alive, and the two eldest brothers around the eldest brother were also cleaned up. Although the younger brothers did not dare to talk about it in public, in private, they did not speculate about the sanctity of Zhang Fan and whether he had three heads and six arms. However, they did not expect that they were in trouble with a boy in Beijing University today Respect God.

"Well, if you know the name of Van Gogh, it seems that you are really the men of the goods. Today, I'm here to trouble my students, aren't I? "

"Yes, our eldest brother is Diao. Before Diao, he lost face. Let's come here and teach the students who were against him that day a lesson. And then, and then they all hide inside, we just squat outside. "

The gangster looked at Zhang Fan with fear in his eyes.

"Well, give me your cell phone."

"Ah? Brother, I, I just bought kidney X. can I... "

"Well?"

"Big brother, take it and use it well."

Zhang Fan was a stare, the bastard scared almost urine, quickly handed the phone to Zhang Fan.

But what's the use of Van Gogh robbing his cell phone? He just took it and put in a set of numbers, his own phone number.

"Go back and tell your boss to call me. I've been living in the Luo family in the West Pacific recently, and I'm waiting for him. "