Junior Brother Song, I’m here!
"Okay, I will send you a text message to let you know when you get to class!"
"Um!"
After Song Zihu sent the text message, he deleted it.
"Oh no, Chenjue, go to hell!"
Chenjue arrived at the class. When he arrived, most of the students had already arrived.
There are still more than ten minutes before class, and Lin Yaer is here again. At this time, it is the best time to take a nap.
Song Zihu immediately took out his mobile phone and secretly sent a text message: "That's it!"
"clear!"
Two minutes later, a twenty-four or five-year-old man walked in from the front door and immediately said loudly: "Students, excuse me, who is Chen Jue?"
Everyone looked at Chen Jue. Seeing that he was looking for him, Chen Jue stood up and said, "I am, who is it?"
"I'm kidding you, it turns out you are Chen Jue!" The man walked up to Chen Jue.
Chen Jue frowned to see what this man wanted to do.
"I advise you to give me your phone back!" the man said, standing in front of Chen Jue.
"What mobile phone? Chen Jue" asked inexplicably.
"You're still pretending to be with me? Give me back the phone you stole last night!" the man yelled.
The monitor's classmates all looked at Chen Jue, wondering if it was true. Chen Jue sneered: "Why didn't you say that I stole your wife!"
"You, you... stole my cell phone, and you still made excuses. Don't force me to find your leader!"
Chen Jue's eyes turned cold and he shouted: "I want to see if you pinched me alive!"
The man's anger did not break out in his heart. Although he wanted to start beating violently immediately, he planned to finish the play first.
"Do you dare to say you didn't steal my sleep? Do you dare to let me search your drawers?" the man said.
"Chenjue, just let him search you. You are not afraid of slanting shadows if you are upright!" said Xiaoyan in the front row.
"Yes!" Lin Ya'er also nodded indignantly.
"Okay, I'll let you search!" Chenjue stood aside and let him search.
The man snorted coldly, opened the drawer door, and moved the books in the drawer to the table. At this time, a domestic SUV mobile phone fell out.
"Well!"
When the whole class saw the mobile phone, they were stunned and turned their attention to Chen Jue.
Chen Jue suddenly became furious, this must be a premeditated frame-up.
"No, you still dare to say that you didn't steal it. This is my mobile phone. Please testify for me. The word 'effort' was written on the battery of my mobile phone. The man immediately removed the battery of the mobile phone and gave it to me. You see, the word "effort" is indeed written on it.
"What else can you say? You are a thief. Your family is poor and cannot afford it, so you just steal from others!" The man pointed at Chenjue and cursed.
"I'll steal your wool!" Chenjue snatched his cell phone away, threw it under his feet, and stepped on it, crushing it to pieces.
“It’s funny, you’re bullying me!
"Damn you!" The man knew that the play was over and he could start to fight, so he immediately kicked Chen Jue in the abdomen.
Chen Jue was very angry. He bent his waist back like a bow and arrow, and then suddenly pushed forward. The man flew out like an arrow.
Song Zihu wiped his eyes and wondered if he had seen it wrong. It was impossible. Chen Jue knocked his senior brother away without even using a move.
The man hit the wall, a bump immediately formed on his forehead, and then he rushed towards Chen Jue.
"Three sixty tornado side kick!" The man immediately used Taekwondo's unique trick.
His feet were like a whirlwind, kicking towards Chen Jue's little brother.
"Be careful!" Lin Ya'er shouted hurriedly, watching nervously, if that place was kicked, it would be over.
Chen Jue jumped up, but the man's whirlwind kick missed, and his legs were caught by Chen Jue instead.
Chen Jue clamped his legs tightly. Poor Song Zihu's senior brother, he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but Chen Jue's legs were like pliers.
"Hahaha!" The classmates in the class couldn't help but feel funny when they saw Senior Brother Song Zihu's embarrassed look. At the same time, they admired Chen Jue overwhelmingly.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Senior Brother Song Zihu pulled the edge of the window with both hands and pulled out the leg with all his strength. Even though he used all his strength, he still couldn't pull it out.
Chen Jue stood there without moving.
"Ahhh!" Senior Brother Song Zihu roared anxiously, and had no choice but to yell: "Let me go!"
"Aren't you quite capable? Why don't you have any strength at all?"
Song Zihu's senior brother jumped with one foot and punched Chen Jue in the face.
"Hmph!" Chen Jue turned his head, his fist brushed against Chen Jue's shoulder, and Chen Jue threw his head back fiercely. His hand was immediately dislocated by Chen Jue, and he hung down weakly.
"Let me go!" Senior Brother Song Zihu shouted.
Chen Jue stretched out his hand and slapped him down. His face suddenly turned red and his face hurt as if it was on fire. His ears were buzzing as if he was going deaf. How much effort was required to do this.
Song Zihu couldn't bear to see his senior brother fail to beat someone, but instead he was tortured so miserably.
Chen Jue slapped him again, and his face on the other side immediately turned red! , one handprint on each side of the face, as clear and obvious as if it had been burned with fire! .
"Tell me, who asked you to frame me?" Chen Jue asked forcefully.
Song Zihu was startled and prayed desperately that his senior brother would not betray him.
"Say!" Chenjue yelled, and Song Zihu's senior brother was shocked and secretly regretted that if he had known that this guy was so good at fighting, he would not have done it no matter how much money he was given.
"No one framed you, it was me who made you unhappy!" Song Zihu's senior brother said.
"Ha, do you think I'm a fool! Chen Jue" can guess who else besides Song Zihu. They all know Taekwondo, so it must be the person Song Zihu is looking for in the Taekwondo gym.
"Song Zihu, what the hell are you doing? You still don't admit it, do you? Do I have to find you out?" Chenjue looked at Song Zihu.
Song Zihu walked nervously to Chen Jue.
"Bang!" Chen Jue flew up with a kick, and Song Zihu was kicked away and fell to pieces.
Chen Jue looked at the squad leader and saw his nervous hands trembling slightly. Chen Jue could tell at a glance that the squad leader was also involved in this matter. If the guess is correct, the monitor must have put the cell phone in his drawer.
However, Chen Jue did not call out the squad leader. After all, she was a girl and the squad leader. With so many people, give her some face.
Chen Jue looked at it and saw that class was about to begin, and said: "You two, kneel down under the teaching building! You are not allowed to get up until I tell you!"
Song Zihu's senior brother, his eyes widened, actually knelt down as punishment. He was not a student here...
