A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The name of the old nun made You Guidan's nostrils open and her eyebrows stand up: "You bastard, wait, I'll call the police."

She shouted to call the police, but did not act.

Yasong Academy is not in the formal education system, and it strives to keep a low profile. As long as these teenagers don't make too much trouble, You Guidan would not dare to call the police on his own initiative.

"Fang Ange, roll over for me."

Unable to control outsiders, You Guidan focused on cleaning up Shu Ange.

"Please, can you save me out? I was forcibly thrown into this school by my father's little three."

"Get in the car."

Wei Xinlei, who originally planned to step on the accelerator to leave, changed his mind at Shu Ange's soft request.

"Thank you!"

Shu Ange ran to Wei Xinlei briskly, and stepped on the back seat with his hand.

She deliberately kept her distance from him, still feeling the heat from her back.

"Put it on."

Wei Xinlei took off the helmet and threw it into Shu Ange's arms. She put on a protective helmet one size larger than her head, and the whistles sounded one after another.

"Go to Esplanade."

Yueshi is close to the sea, but it is not a well-known tourist city, so there are not many people. For adolescent boys and girls, the scenic coastal road is an attractive drag racing location.

The roaring sound of the locomotive rang out again, and You Guidan was stunned as he watched the group leave in astonishment.

Shu Ange held the dark blue helmet with one hand and pressed the skirt with the other to prevent the short skirt from being lifted by the wind.

The scene of more than a dozen locomotives galloping together, the scene is like a blockbuster movie.

Wei Xinlei's short hair was ruffled by the wind, revealing half of his fair earlobes.

He wears diamond ear studs on his earlobes, and behind his slender neck, dark blue tattoos are looming.

Dyeing hair, tattooing, dragging a group of teenagers, the standard configuration of bad teenagers.

Is he still in school?

If he can afford such an expensive car, his family conditions must be good, and he should not easily agree to drop out of school.

A group of teenagers looked wild and unruly. According to Shu Ange's observations along the way, they still obeyed the rules.

In places with few people, stepping on the accelerator is joyful, and in places with many people, it will also slow down and line up in a vertical line.

Another point is that she took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Although these guys love to coax, none of them have a dirty mouth. They are much stronger than You Guidan, who talks about etiquette, integrity, and shame every day.

The coastal road was clean and uninhabited, the waves crashed against the rocks, and the salty and humid sea breeze hit him like a baby's soft fist.

Seaside, sun exposure, UV rays.

Shu Ange looked at his fair calf and prayed to himself not to get sunburned.

After rushing to the top of the mountain in one breath, the teenagers stopped the motorcycle and took off their helmets again.

"It's really cool. You should go out and go racing in this weather. The exam is for nothing."

"Haha, before going out, Lao Song's nose was almost crooked, did you see it?"

"It's still Brother Lei who is dashing, he can leave as soon as he says go, and he is not afraid of the sky and the earth."

During the voice change period, not all boys' voices sounded nice, their quack-quack-quack appearance reminded Shu Ange of ducks quack.

Holding the helmet in her arms, she pursed her lips and held back her smile. Bright waves shone in her beautiful big eyes.

Ji Gongtou came over, took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Wei Xinlei. After helping him set it on fire, he also smoked one.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he winked at Shu Ange and smiled: "Little girl, aren't you afraid that we are bad people?"

"Don't call me a little girl, I'm older than you."

"My name is Long Fei, I am a sophomore in high school this year at seventeen, how old are you!"

Unconvinced, he pulled the cigarette out of his mouth.

"I'm seventeen too, my birthday in January."

"Fuck, that's really two months older than me and five months older than Brother Lei, haha."

Long Fei's personality is very funny, he said "fuck" in the front, and then laughed to himself.

His two-hundred-and-five actions aroused ridicule from others.

"Long Fei has started to chatter again. I'm not afraid that Brother Lei will take care of you."

"Cut, Brother Lei and I are wearing the same pair of pants, can you provoke them?"

He had a proud look on his face, as if he had a great relationship with Wei Xinlei.

"Are you seventeen?"

Wei Xinlei leaned on the locomotive, smoking a cigarette, looking at the ground indifferently, and asked such a question.

Shu Ange was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, it's not a few months before the age of eighteen."

"It doesn't look like it."

Wei Xinlei made a brief evaluation.

She is too tender, and her white and tender face is like a delicate flower that can't stand the wind and rain.

"Heroes see the same thing. What's your name? You're not lying to us, right?"

Long Fei's most valuable treasure, crouched on the ground, looked up at Shu Ange and spoke, Wei Xinlei slanted and kicked him aside.

The force of this kick was not heavy, and Long Fei clutched his chest aggrievedly: "Brother Lei, I am loyal to you, why are you so cruel."

"Be careful in front of girls."

Long Fei blinked his eyes, and he was going to continue to shout his grievances. A boy interjected: "I didn't expect you to be such a Long Fei, and you actually squat under someone else's skirt."

He immediately reflected why Brother Lei kicked himself just now, and jumped up like a spring: "I didn't, I'm just used to squatting, Xiaohong, don't wrong me."

"Bah, how many times have I said that, I'm not allowed to call you Uncle Xiaohong."

They were noisy and had no time to stop.

"Are you students? Where are you studying? Why are you still taking exams now?"

"I'm a student. I study at INTI, and I teach all kinds of **** things, and what to say is to be in line with international standards."

After complaining for a while, Long Fei smirked at Shu Ange with schadenfreude: "But it's better than your academy. I heard that your place is like a women's prison. You are not allowed to talk to men, is that so?"

"..."

Human nature is that when you are in a difficult situation, you see that there are people in the world that are worse than you, and your heart is immediately balanced.

"Is the reputation of Yasong Academy so terrible? The management is stricter. It is an exaggeration to say that the prison is a bit exaggerated. But in terms of brainwashing, it is more terrible than the prison."

Shu Ange shook his head in the face of the sea breeze, and was disgusted by the sun, so he covered half of his face with his helmet.

Inti International School is the best private high school in Vietnam. The annual tuition fee is more than 100,000 yuan. Children from ordinary families can't afford it.

Long Fei said that what Yingdi taught was all junk, and it should be a childish vent.

"Oh, the master of your academy is too famous, I thought all the students in it were raised like little nuns. How long have you been studying in Yasong?

In the past, Wei Xinlei didn't think that Long Fei talked so much. Today, seeing him circling around the little girl, he felt a little unhappy.

This is a little unhappy, not too open and aboveboard, and Wei Xinlei is not easy to show: "What's your name?"

He squinted at the little girl he had been carrying all the way, her small chin reminded him of the lilacs that quietly bloomed on summer nights.

"Fang Ange, what about you? What's your name?"

Long Fei sat on the railing, crossed Erlang's legs, and threw the half cigarette butts into the trash can.