you look a little handsome

Chapter 1 Is this going to be a fight?
The blood-red fire clouds burned from west to east, like an overturned palette, and scattered the sky in a mess. Under the colorful sky is the gate of No. [-] Middle School where the flow of people is decreasing.

Fan Yihang came out from inside. He had earphones plugged into his ears, and he was pushing a black bicycle in his hand. He had a dull and silent face, and his back was straight. Even the loose school uniform was worn by him with a handsome appearance a feeling of.

When he arrived at the school gate, he stepped on the bicycle with one foot, but just after the wheel kicked out a circle, he stepped on the front wheel of the bicycle with one foot.

"Squeak -" a sound was forced to stop.

Fan Yihang propped one foot on the ground while the other foot was still on the pedal, his pretty brows were frowning, and he turned his eyes to the girl in front of him.

It was his "strange" deskmate, Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei was wearing white short sleeves and school pants, and her school uniform jacket was loosely tied around her waist, with a sharp arrogance between her brows.

Before Fan Yihang could speak, Luo Weiwei rolled her right hand over her shoulder, and the little brother behind hurriedly handed over a pink heart envelope and put it in her palm.

Feeling the weight of the envelope, Luo Weiwei tightened her palms and handed the envelope to Fan Yihang.

Just seeing the outer shell of the envelope, Luo Weiwei's face flashed a strange look, but she quickly calmed down, stuffed it directly into the bag that Fan Yihang was carrying on her chest, and said, "It's for you! At eight o'clock in the evening on Saturday, the community playground!"

But as soon as she handed it over, she saw the cruelty that had never appeared on Fan Yihang's indifferent face, as if it would tear her to pieces in the next second.

Luo Weiwei was taken aback, she had never seen such a terrifying look in her eyes.

But she soon realized that Fan Yihang was not looking at her, but looking behind her from her shoulder.

Subconsciously, Luo Weiwei followed Fan Yihang's line of sight and looked back.

At the intersection not far ahead stood seven or eight boys in the uniforms of No. [-] Middle School. The one in the lead spit out the cigarette on the side of the road with a "poof", raised his toes and twisted the butt of the cigarette arrogantly. Twice.

The boys behind him immediately straightened their backs, looking like they were in a state of preparation for battle.

This... is this a fight?
Fan Yihang narrowed his cold eyes dangerously.

The group of people lined up directly, blocking his way.

"Big, big brother..." Song Ningyuan, the younger brother behind Luo Weiwei, patted her shoulder tremblingly: "Shall we retreat first?"

Before Luo Weiwei could make a move, Fan Yihang had already taken the letter in her hand and stuffed it into his pocket expressionlessly, then parked the mountain bike and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his youthful smooth muscles .

"Range."

As he spoke, he put one hand away from Luo Weiwei's shoulder and walked towards the group of people.

The dazed Luo Weiwei was dragged to a corner by Song Ningyuan and others, so as not to be hurt.

As the boss of No. [-] Middle School, Luo Weiwei felt that she was a person who had seen the world.

Whenever there was a conflict in school, she would usually be there, but she had never fought with someone in real combat. At most, she would grab the other party's collar and punch a few times in the air.

In fact, the school spirit of the No. [-] Middle School is still very good. Since the school was founded, there have been no real fights, especially with other schools.

But the thirteenth middle school students at the intersection are obviously not friendly, but at this time school is over, and even the guards have gone to eat.

Fan Yihang's thin body...would he be beaten to death?

The person she Luo Weiwei wants to beat must not be beaten to death first!
Just as he was about to bring someone to help as an envoy of justice, Song Ningyuan lowered his voice and said, "Boss, everyone else has run away. Are we really going to go?"

And, did everyone else leave...?
Luo Weiwei swallowed her saliva, turned around and slapped Song Ningyuan hard on the head.

"Damn it! Wait and see! Do you want to go up and help without seeing the situation clearly? How did I teach you before?" Luo Weiwei said, dragging Song Ning far into a corner.

(End of this chapter)