This Fake Daughter Deserves To Be Spoiled

Yang Chuyue caught a glimpse of a few familiar figures, the boys who were with Liu Lun yesterday, and Liu Lun was also there.

She paused, raised her hand and knocked twice on the window. The people in the studio heard the movement and looked sideways. When Liu Lun saw that it was her, her face suddenly changed.

Yang Chuyue smiled at him and said, "Meet again."

Liu Lun didn't say a word, just averted his face.

When Yang Chuyue left, he ran to the door, and the others ran out. A boy whispered: "Yang Sanhuo is back to class again? It seems that we didn't do enough before, Lengge, wait. one time……"

"No." Liu Lun interrupted him hastily, his face was ugly, "I'll talk about it in two days."

It's a pity that someone came over soon and asked them to go to the teacher's office.

When they arrived at the office, Yang Chuyue, Yang Shen and others were also there. Yang Chuyue looked at them coldly and said directly: "I already know the things you bullied my brother before."

"When did we bully him? Why don't we know?" Someone was scornful, not caring that the studio teacher was there.

Originally, the teachers in the studio were different from the teachers when they were in the cultural class at school. Except when they were learning to paint in class, the teachers in the studio played with them all the time. Normally, they did not treat the teachers as teachers.

In addition, this is only in the studio. If something happens, it will be a big deal. You can change the studio. It's not like you are in your original school. If you do something serious, you will be expelled.

When Yang Chuyue came to the studio teacher, she already wanted to understand this. She didn’t need the studio teacher to do more. I just hoped that he would pay more attention to Yang Sanhuo so as not to be affected by Yang Sanhuo as before. People were so bullied that they didn't even dare to come to the studio, but the studio teacher didn't know anything.

At this moment, Yang Chuyue didn't mind these boys' scorns. She only looked at Liu Lun, sneered, and said: "The evidence that you bullied him before is indeed nowhere to be found, and I don't bother with it, but I'll tell you, whoever dares to bully him in the future, let's see whose head is harder."

Yang Chuyue moved his wrist.

Liu Lun's body trembled, and his hands on his side also convulsed a few times.

Others didn’t know why, they looked at him subconsciously, but Liu Lun was wearing a hat. Only people who knew him knew that he also had a scar on his head. They only heard that he was beaten before, and neither of them. knowledge.

Yang Chuyue didn't want to waste time with these little **** kids in her eyes. I just hoped that they knew the importance. Before leaving, she told Yang Sanhuo not to hold back on her own. As Liu Lun and the others said, he took a look at them and then left.

As soon as Yang Chuyue left, one of the boys snorted and said, "Fuck it, it's so fucking, laughs to death..."

"Yang Sanhuo, your sister is so good, why are you still being bullied by us?"

"Just hahaha..."

Liu Lun walked up to Yang Shen, tilted his head to look at him, and spit out, and said, "I know the complaint? What's the use of telling your sister? If you have the ability, tell her to beat me again? Your sister. Wasn’t it fierce before? Isn’t it so persuasive now? You can only talk cruelly?"

"Are you trying to tell me if you want to be cruel?" Yang Shen looked at him coldly, "You don't provoke me, and I won't provoke you. If you provoke me again, wouldn't it be a fight? Who is afraid of you? ?"

"Is it because you have many people?" Tang Hao ran in from the outside, stood in front of Yang Shen, and looked at these boys, "Thinking that you have a lot of people is great? We can do anything if we are in a hurry!"

Seeing that the two sides are really going to do something, the teacher in the studio hurriedly stood up to make a round of the field, "Okay, stop arguing, you are all here to learn to paint, although this is outside the school, but if you really fight and make trouble, you will be harassed. When you go to your school, you still have to be punished!"

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and Liu Lunchao Yang Shen cursed: "Boss!"

Turned around and took the others away.

When Yang Chuyue and Tang Shuangxu were walking outside, Tang Shuangxu looked at her sideways and said, "I'm afraid your trip won't work."

"I know." Yang Chuyue nodded, "I didn't have much hope, but if he really wants to bully Yang Sanhuo again, I will do what I say."

Her eyes were fierce for a moment.

Tang Shuangxu responded and did not persuade her not to do anything. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "The thing that your uncle and aunt mentioned before... is it related to him?"

"Ah..." Yang Chuyue's eyes flickered, but she was still honest about Tang Shuangxu's words.

"It's him."

It was already at the time of her junior high school. Just after the entrance examination, she took Yang Sanhuo to an elementary school. Because of the summer vacation, the school was empty and there were no people, so she was there with Yang Sanhuo. play table tennis.

"At that time, Yang Sanhuo was dumb, and I asked him to wait for me there. I went to the toilet and came back and saw him sitting on the ground crying with a **** head."

Liu Lun stood and laughed, with a **** stone beside her feet. Yang Chuyue was shocked when she watched this scene. She quickly called her uncle, but she didn't dare to move Yang Sanhuo, so she could only squat next to him in a hurry. .

But Liu Lun suddenly kicked her and asked her harshly, "Hey! Why don't you cry?"

Yang Chuyue got up angrily and went straight up to fight him. Finally, when her uncle rushed over, two boys with blood on their heads sat there crying, and Yang Chuyue held them in her hands. The **** stone looked at him fiercely.

"Later, my brother was sent to the hospital. The hospital in the small county was not good enough. Asking my dad to transfer my brother to the hospital quickly, my mother fainted." Yang Chuyue gave a soft tut and said, "Although I was treated later. My brother was transferred to a hospital in the city, and the stitches were stabilized, but I felt uncomfortable when I thought of my dad and my mother crying for a doctor at that time. I heard that the kid was also in the hospital, so I went there and went there. Slap him a few times."

"Then... I was almost beaten by his mother." Yang Chuyue cleared her throat, "It was my uncle who rushed over and pulled the person away. In the end, he injured my brother, and I smashed him again. This matter can only be private."

"At that time, Liu Lun was not too old, right?" Tang Shuangxu frowned, his expression a bit disgusted.

Yang Chuyue replied and said, "Before that, I didn't believe that such a small child in this world would be so bad. He is bad."

It's so bad that it can hurt people casually without any reason.

Because of this, Yang Chuyue knew that this matter could not be solved by her warning Liu Lun with two sentences.

"Bad turn to bad, he is also quite bullying and afraid of hard work." Yang Chuyue said suddenly, "At the time his mother wanted to beat me, but his father came forward and stopped him with my uncle. I think his father is actually quite fierce. It is estimated that Liu Lun was not beaten by his father at home, and he was very afraid of his father."

"Are you going to find his father?" Tang Shuangxu asked.

Yang Chuyue shook her head and laughed: "You don't want to find parents casually about children's affairs. Didn't he bully Yang Sanhuo because of the number of people? Then I will let him taste this too."

Tang Shuangxu didn't know what she wanted to do, and when she asked her, she also pretended to be mysterious and didn't want to talk about it, and in turn teased her.

Tang Shuangxu simply didn't ask, and anti-J would know sooner or later.

Not long after, a news suddenly spread among the groups of several schools.

Yang Chuyue from No. 2 Middle School is going to make things up.

The group is full of people who are usually not four or six, and have no interest in learning. They like to gather people to do things that parents don't like. For example, Peng Anran, Chen Sihao and others can mix management in this group.

The group is particularly lively.

"Is she finally going to make a comeback?"

"Shut up if you can't speak! Is this a comeback? This is a tiger coming out of the mountain!"

"I was curious about who provoke her and made her come out again..."

Yang Chuyue: "Perhaps... things are not as strange as you think?"

"Fuck! Why is she in our group too?"

Chen Sihao: "I brought her in."

Yang Chuyue: "Well, I actually want to ask you for a favor."

"Perhaps, you have someone in this studio?" Yang Chuyue sent out the name of the studio.

She knows people like Peng Anran and Chen Sihao who love to play and have poor grades. They are bad students in the eyes of standard teachers and classmates, but most of the bad students who gather together are in good condition at home. Although these people are educated The grades are not good, but I have to apply for art classes at home.

The studio that Yang Sanhuo went to was considered to be the best in the small county. Yang Chuyue asked Peng Anran and some people to inquire about it, and only when he got unanimous recommendation, he took Yang Sanhuo there.

When she asked in the group, many people in the studio suddenly appeared.

Not only in the studio, but also in other art courses in the same school.

"We all have classes on the same campus, and I often go there to play in the studio. If you have anything to do, you can talk about it, and I will definitely help you."

Yang Chuyue laughed at Tang Shuang's preface: "Now we have more people than him."

In the afternoon, Yang Sanhuo and Tang Hao went to the studio for class as usual. As soon as they entered the studio, the artist's door was closed with a bang.

Liu Lun and several people sat on the chair one by one, with two legs on a chair, beside their feet were the drawing boards left by the two in the studio. Seeing them come in, Liu Lun smiled badly, deliberately standing in front of them. The human face stomped on the drawing board a few more feet.

The sketching assignments left by the two of them have long been out of shape.

"Damn!" Tang Hao was more aggressive than Yang Sanhuo.

It was Yang Sanhuo that stretched out his hand to hold him.

"So fucking?" Liu Lun laughed a few times, and the other boys also mocked in a few words.

"Isn't it awesome? What's the matter? Don't you dare to do this? You two are too foolish, right?"

"Would you like to call your sister? Wouldn't you accidentally cry?"

"Hahaha, sister, someone is bullying me..."

"Sanhuo, this is unbearable." Tang Hao turned to Yang Shen and said.

Yang Shen's cheeks were tight, he dragged Tang Hao tightly, staring at Liu Lun without saying a word.

Those few people had to make an inch of it. Someone picked up the dirty bucket for washing brushes and walked towards them. Standing next to Yang Shen, when he lifted the dirty bucket and was about to pour it down on his head, there was a sudden sound outside the door. "Bang Bang" the sound of kicking the door.

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