Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Chen Zhipeng's expression was very excited. It seems that the two slaps just now really hit him hard.

"Chen Zhipeng, don't mind what I say is ugly." Wang Qiang said in a helpless tone, "Although I was not at the scene, but according to Huang Fei and Xiao Glasses' description, what you did was indeed a little too much."

I looked at Wang Qiang, who was the head of the house, he was a little older than us, and he really had the mature demeanor of an elder at this moment.

"I'm going too far?" Chen Zhipeng pointed to his nose and said almost hysterically, "Where did I go too far? Zhou Ming said last night that he didn't want to take the initiative to trouble others. Well, I can pick this one, right? But You can all see what the result is! Who is being unkind?"

Only then did I realize that this guy misinterpreted what I said yesterday! [

Wang Qiang walked to Chen Zhipeng's bed, patted him on the back and said, "Calm down, calm down."

Chen Zhipeng turned his face away angrily, and stopped talking.

I found that Wang Qiang's status in the dormitory was quite high, and everyone listened to him very much.

Just listen to Wang Qiang continue to say: "Chen Zhipeng, you know what kind of person that Mai Mai is. These days, you have also heard clearly about his methods of bullying others. To be honest, if there is no Zhou Ming at noon, you will do it." How can those things and words that you said can be resolved with two slaps?"

"Oh?" Chen Zhipeng pointed at me with trembling fingers, and asked Wang Qiang, "You mean, I got slapped twice, so I have to thank him?"

"You really have to thank him." Wang Qiang said meaningfully.

Chen Zhipeng frowned, as if he was thinking carefully about what Wang Qiang said, he hesitated to speak several times, and did not continue.

Wang Qiang patted Chen Zhipeng's shoulder, showing a helpless smile, and then sat back in his original seat.

I looked at Wang Qiang with some gratitude, and I respected him a little more in my heart.

He calmed down the angry Chen Zhipeng within a few words. This cultivation was not only due to language, but also to his long-standing influence in the dormitory.

Wang Qiang nodded at me, showing some faint shy smiles, like a simple and honest farmer, giving people the warmth of winter sunshine.