Scumbag Transformation Plan

In the first private middle school, the office of the grade director presents a three-pronged situation.

The corners of the mouth are bruised, the faces are colored, and Zhao Yixing is a group of people with bad eyesight, Luo Chenyuan and Zhao Yixing; another group of teenagers with a bruised nose and swollen face, which hurts more seriously; there are also the dean and class teacher who stand in the middle of two distinct groups.

Even when they arrived in the office, in front of the teacher, they didn't stop talking and screaming at each other, and they could hear all kinds of clamors in the office far away.

This scene was not unusual at first, but Luo Chenyuan's ruthless speech style is quite different from the past, such as:

"Do you know what the eight honors and eight humiliations are! People like you are the moths who take all eight humiliations!"

"How old do you think you are superior, do you know that everyone is equal?"

"See you at the school gate after school? Do you know what you are doing! You are provoking legal dignity. Do you know that the Law on Punishments in Public Security Administration? You can be detained in a gang fight. You don't know at first sight. You don't know how to do it! "

"If you can’t beat me, I will tell the teacher to call the parents what kind of ability. You have the face to cry. You apologize for the big deal. I will pay you the medical expenses. Minor injuries are not counted and I am embarrassed to make trouble. I don't know how to divide the injury level."

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The teenagers on the opposite side were stunned by crazy output, what the hell, where did they go to practice for so many months? You know the words, how do you hear them when they are combined together? Isn't the ruthless words all put like this? Why are they so peculiar? And Luo Chenyuan, do you really blush when you say that you don't tell the parents? You will most likely sue here!

After being blocked by a sentence, they were about to say something. The invisible teaching directors finally reacted and quickly stopped the two sides. The teenagers who could not answer back quickly exploded. Luo Chenyuan, Zhao Yixing and the others were stunned, look. It's too much to be beaten.

The weird atmosphere did not last long. A burst of hectic footsteps sounded. The parents who were familiar with the road and angrily "slapped" the open door. People had already arrived before they could see: "Son, who is bullying you?" !"

The teenagers who saw the teacher talking about "fighting" instead of "being beaten" when they called, had nothing to say about the mother's filter. The person opposite had no idea at all, but when they saw their expressions, they were inexplicably embarrassed: "Mom, I didn't..."

Before I finished speaking, I was suppressed by a sharply raised voice: "Why are you? Why are there so many wounds on your face? Do you have any pain? Do you want to go to the hospital? Are you shy? Show Mom if you have any injuries."

"Mom! Mom, wait, mom!"

The teenager pulled the collar and looked horrified. Although he knew that his mother was nervous, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him in the past, and he could still cry smoothly, but today, under the gaze of the other party, he always feels strange.

The parents on the opposite side came faster than theirs, and the teaching office instantly became a noisy vegetable market. Several dudes stepped back a few steps, leaving plenty of space for the opposite side and time to comment.

"Zhang's family is indeed a nouveau riche. Like a shrew, his mother turned black and white last time and caused me to be scolded by my dad for an entire hour and deducted all my pocket money." Zhao Yixing shook his head, with a toothache expression, "Started." I didn’t expect this to be lighter...Chenyuan? What are you looking at?"

He talked about it for a while, but didn't get a response, then looked at the other person, his eyes fell on the Zhang family mother and son over there, if he read it correctly, it seems that he is envious...?

Are you kidding me? Whether it is the accumulation of wealth, the level of contact, or the degree of spoiling in the family... the last point is crossed out, Luo Chenyuan has no reason to envy Zhang's son? Zhao Yixing touched his shoulder, and the other party seemed to come back to his senses: "What's wrong with you?"

"His mother came so fast..."

Luo Chenyuan's voice was almost talking to himself. Zhao Yixing caught it in the noise. He looked sideways at this former enemy. Thinking of the other's life experience, he had never seen his mother and his father was also very busy. Think about myself again. Although my parents have both parents, as the least valued one in the family, when encountering such a situation, only the secretary assistant will be there, and suddenly I feel a little depressed: "Yes, although I don’t like that kid. , But his mother spoils him very much."

He slammed Luo Chenyuan's shoulder again: "Don't bother you, your parents may come over, too. Uncle Yao still cares about you."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Luo Chenyuan with horror on his face, looking at him incredulously; "Are we still friends? Are you going to scare me like this?"

What did I say? Zhao Yixing was confused and thought about what it was like the last time Yao Liang appeared on the stage. He immediately understood the other's fear, patted his shoulder sympathetically, and comforted: "Don't worry, I just heard them call. The housekeeper picked it up. Uncle Yao hasn't gone home yet." So I won't fly over to beat you.

Luo Chenyuan was not comforted for a moment. Even if his father didn't come, the butler would tell him about it, so he turned his head and gloomily looked at the group of dudes who had been in the blue clubhouse: "Don't Worry, everyone has a share, no one can run away."

Less than three days after they came out, they immediately called their parents because of a fight. When they were taken care of by their father, could this group of people escape?

In this way, they all understood the current situation, and they put on bitter faces one by one. The atmosphere in this area was suddenly extremely depressed, as if they could hear lightning and thunder, and there should be heavy rain in the next moment.

The noisy and yelling over there finally figured out the "facts", and the Xingshi guilt questioning team headed by Mrs. Zhang's fired at them. Compared with the boys who were too stunned to answer before, their elders' combat effectiveness was like a chance. Gun, a series of reprimands made it impossible to interject here.

This group of boys are also annoying. When they found that they couldn’t say it, they didn’t say anything at all. The left ear went in and the right ear came out. They said nothing. If they wanted to apologize, they acted stupid. They punched the cotton and froze. Jumped with anger. Seeing that her son was hurt too badly, Mrs. Zhang’s heart hurts to her death. She didn’t know how to repent when she saw the assailant, and she didn’t block her mouth: "How do your grown-ups teach you to teach such a group of punks." ?"

Luo Chenyuan's expression changed, and before he started spraying back, he heard a very familiar voice outside the door: "Don't worry about this, Madam."

The figure of a regular customer standing outside the door on the financial report, a straight black suit, cold eyes, and a snake-head cane in his hand, the moment he stepped into the room, the whole space was quiet.

Luo Chenyuan felt pain all over his body. He slowly and little by little moved behind Zhao Yixing, firmly grasping the other's arm, not letting him go, trying to hide himself behind a friend who was about the same height and body. Just seeing the walking stick, Luo Chenyuan could remember the pain at the beginning, and suddenly regretted why he had to beat people. Besides, even if he did it, why didn’t he forget to hold them and beat them. What's inconspicuous, so at least it won't seem reasonable.

Zhao Yixing tried to break his hand, resolutely not to do this as a shield, the plastic brotherhood is undoubtedly revealed. He had seen Luo Chenyuan's tragic situation at the time. His father did not show any mercy at all. The marks on his body were blue and purple, and there was almost no good meat on his body. When the doctor applied the medicine, he called him worse than killing a pig. His physique is not as good as Luo Chenyuan. If he is involved in the father-son battle, what should he do? Go home and cry with his parents, maybe he will be cut again.

Yao Liang's eyes fell on them, and the two teenagers stood still and took out the standard of that period of time, their eyes could not hide their anxiety. Infected by the emotions of the two people, standing in a row over there, the attitude of laughter became serious, and the person on the other side did not dare to speak.

"What's the reason for this time?"

Yao Liang first looked at the dean of teaching and asked questions, but did not get into a rage like Luo Chenyuan and the others thought, but directly moved their hands, which also eased their tense nerves a lot.

The dean also breathed a sigh of relief. The people here have some power in their homes. He just said that he ran out of saliva and did not calm everyone down. Now the scene has finally calmed down, and there is a hint of gratitude to Yao Liang.

"In fact, we did not fully understand the situation. When the teacher received the news, they had already started fighting." The director wiped his sweat, remembering the chaos before, the fight was still very strong, and the teacher who persuaded him was also affected. The security guards who pulled them away suffered several kicks, "After we persuaded them to get down, we went to the office, because neither side cooperated very well, so now we don't know why we are fighting."

"What else do I need to say?" Mrs. Zhang came back to her senses and no matter which one was in front of her, she looked at her child's face distressedly, "My baby said, it was your son who provoked first and acted first. The beating is special. It hurts. He only started to fight back after he was beaten."

"Zhang Xiaoer, you are so embarrassed!" Luo Chenyuan was about to explode, and he didn't care about his father's fear, so he wanted to rush to the other party's collar and curse, but Zhao Yixing hugged him tightly and stopped him." You say it again, who will do it first? Do you dare to tell the truth about what happened at the time?!"

The young man on the opposite side flickered, watching everyone staring at him and stroking his neck: "I'm telling the truth, and we didn't provoke you. You did it first!"

"You!" Luo Chenyuan was anxious, and Zhao Yixing could hardly hold him. At this time, the tip of the wooden staff tapped on his shoulder. Luo Chenyuan seemed to have been subjected to a fixation technique, Yao Liang's eyes fell on him, like The snow splashed on the flames, drowning the anger completely. He lowered his head: "Dad, I..."

"Okay." The tip of the stick touched the ground, making a slight knocking sound. Luo Chenyuan trembled. Yao Liang didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to say to this cheap son. He just gave him a beating. As for having such a big psychological shadow, right?

"Zhao Yixing, what happened to you?"

Zhao Yixing, who was named, opened his mouth and said something, suddenly remembering something, and the conversation turned: "It is indeed that we did it first. There is no reason, just because they are not pleasing to the eye."

The others were surprised. Luo Chenyuan grabbed his arm hard, with the word "traitor" written in his eyes, as if he was going to speak, Zhao Yixing covered his mouth all at once, and his voice was extremely low: "Shut up, you Don’t forget, why did we fight."

"Aren't they bullying girls?"

Luo Chenyuan lowered his voice subconsciously, but still puzzled, Zhao Yixing sighed: "That's a class of extremely poor students, you say, if the adults know that we are fighting because of a girl, do we want to call her over, Zhang's mother? It’s unreasonable at all. If it comes down to that girl and troubles her, if the guy from the Zhang family also troubles someone, can you be fully responsible! We don’t want to study and transfer school with money. What about others? With the scholarship, the money can improve her family life, can you still support her to graduate?"

Luo Chenyuan was ignorant and understood: "My dad can do it!"

Zhao Yixing rolled his eyes and didn't say a word. As expected, Luo Chenyuan didn't say anything. "I'm really not sure about him now, so what should I do? I sold the car?"

"Then you were beaten to death by your dad?" Zhao Yixing once again felt that he was an old enemy with this mindless guy, and it was simply lowering his level. "As I said, we just saw that kid was not pleasing to the eye, and we were all caught It’s enough for a beating and shutting it down for a few days, once it’s cooked and then cooked again, anyway."

"You are not afraid of anything, but I was beaten." Luo Chenyuan muttered, but did not try to argue again. Although others did not hear what they said, but after seeing Luo Chenyuan did not argue, the group of dudes instantly changed. attitude.

"Yeah, we just saw him not pleasing to the eye." "Who made him look ugly and hot eyes, I accidentally hit him." "The little master hasn't met anyone more arrogant than me, what's wrong with hitting him, it's a big deal? Losing money, my little master, I have money." "What does his weak fight have to do with me? He deserves to be beaten badly because of the number of people!"

Although I don't understand why the boss wants to say this, but as brothers, you can't break the stage, even if you take the responsibility on yourself, this group of young people think that this is called brother loyalty.

Next to him, Yao Liang, who had heard everything, couldn’t laugh or cry. He didn’t expect that the previous few months were quite effective. Before the change, this group of people didn’t bully the girls together, probably because they really disliked other people. Ugly, so I disdain it.

With these words, the parents on the other side were filled with indignation: "Listen to what they are saying!"

"Mr. Yao, it's not that we don't give you face, you see what these kids are like."

"That's right, Mr. Yao, your son has admitted it."

There was footsteps outside the door again, and the butler holding a hard drive walked in: "Sir, I have copied the monitor."

Yao Liang took it and threw the U disk on the table: "Since we all insist on each other, it's better to look at the monitoring."

They didn't insist on each other's words. Everyone looked at him with unexplainable words, and muttered in their hearts: Has Yao Jiahuo reached the point of opening his eyes and telling lies?

Mrs. Zhang is very hard-hearted: "Just look at it, who made a mistake in the monitoring, it's not too much to apologize."

Yao Liang didn't say a word, and the Zhang family boy embarrassedly pulled his mother's sleeve: "Mom, forget it."

Although it is true that the other party is provoking first, but I am not doing anything good. If I am seen, it is not the other party who is ashamed. Mrs. Zhang shook her son's hand away: "Don't be afraid, let's watch the surveillance."

"Mom, forget it, I have nothing to do."

He tried his best to stop his mother, and the others followed. The parents were still persuading their children not to be quiet. They couldn't hold back a smile before they finally realized that Mrs. Zhang, as a sturdy woman, just backhanded. Grabbed his son's ears: "Smelly boy, tell me the truth!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

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In the end, although the monitoring was not watched, the incident was successfully resolved. Yao Liang asked the butler to check the information of the extremely poor student and prepared to fund the other party in the name of Yao. Turning his head, he saw Luo Chenyuan cautiously rubbing into the car. His little friends simply abandoned him. They laughed sweetly when they said goodbye, and were so flattering that they didn't even look at him. He thought angrily, but he didn't know that the appearance of nails on this chair now was not much better.

"Good job this time."

Luo Chenyuan was stunned before realizing that he was praised or scolded. He stuck his head out of the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot without remembering to eat. He also made a very spiritual count of banknotes: " Dad, are there any rewards."

"Reward you for that new sports car," Yao Liang continued to add amidst the cheers of "Long live Dad", "wait until you get your driver's license after you are eighteen."

"..."

"..."

"Dad! Am I your own!"