Seeing the injuries on Hu Qi’s back, the young man named Qingzhu analyzed them one by one based on his own experience.
But after hearing this, the man on the sofa frowned more and more, and in the end he sighed and said: "Oh... I was confused. It seems that this boy has an unusual origin, Xiaowei! I Just forget about it. Don't do those dirty things in school from now on. You still need some real skills to do big things in the future. My two brothers are both very skilled. You can follow them and learn from them. Work hard!" After saying that, the fat man sighed again.
Hearing the fat man's last words, Duan Wei had no choice but to lower his head and acquiesce, while Hei Pi and Ali on the side looked at Duan Wei and shook their heads helplessly.
"Brother Jun, this matter can't end like this!" After the young man named Qingzhu was silent for a while, he suddenly said this again.
"What? Do you have any other ideas? If it's just for revenge, don't think about it anymore!" The obese man obviously didn't want to worry about this little thing anymore.
"Of course not! It's just..." Qingzhu took a few steps forward and whispered, and glanced sideways at Duan Wei, who had his head lowered.
The obese man naturally understands this.
"Ali, Heizi! You two should send Xiaowei back. It's getting late, so your uncle and aunt won't worry!"
"Yes, Brother Jun!"
Seeing the dark-skinned young man and the muscular young man taking Duan Wei away, Qingzhu's eyes lit up and he said: "Brother Jun, this kid is a treasure! As long as you can learn his kung fu, even if you just get that light kung fu, , if the two of us learn it, we will definitely be able to help my eldest brother do some earth-shattering things!"
"Oh? But that kid's kung fu is so good, how can we improve his kung fu?" The fat man asked with a frown when he heard this.
"Hehe!! I have my own way of doing this! I want to go to Shaolin. I have some friendship with the Arhat in the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin. I want to invite him out for an excuse. Maybe I can capture that kid." Qingzhu Hehe smiled sinisterly, but he told his inner plan in one breath.
"Arhat the Explorator? How is this man's skills?" The fat man raised his short eyebrows and asked with interest.
"Hehe!! Of course, there is no weak one among the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin! Although they are incomparable to the Arhats of hundreds of years ago, they are still genuine monks! They have mastered both internal and external skills, like Ahu. Five or six of them are no match for him!"
After Qingzhu explained confidently, he also looked towards Hu Qi. When the obese man also looked at Hu Qi, the young man with a tiger back nodded heavily.
"Oh?... If they are so powerful... then why don't we see them come out to win more trophies for the country? I heard that in the free country, a boxing match can cost as little as millions of dollars, and as much as It's tens of millions! If they take action, it will be a big deal!" The fat man narrowed his eyes and actually said something that shocked Ahu and Qingzhu.
But at this moment, the fat man's small eyes were moving behind his sunglasses. Naturally, they couldn't see this.
After a moment, Qingzhu explained with a bit of embarrassment: "Maybe it's because real warriors and practitioners are indifferent to fame and wealth!"
"Haha!!... If practicing martial arts can make eating, drinking and having fun free of charge, I would also be willing to become a monk or a Taoist priest." Hearing this, the fat man laughed and said something that made the two of them look at each other. .
"Hahaha!!! I'm just teasing you two. What we do is just to make money to eat, drink and have fun. As long as you have money in this world, you will have everything you can get! I'll leave this matter to you, Just ask for as much money as you need." After another burst of laughter, the obese man said some extremely bold words, but the flesh on his body was shaking too much.
Two days later, Qingzhu packed up and set off for Shaolin, Henan, while Hu Qi stayed to recover from his injuries, and occasionally gave Duan Wei pointers on his kung fu. In this way, Zhan Yitian truly ushered in a period of "peaceful" days, but such days did not make Zhan Yitian feel peaceful either!
Within a few days, the news that Zhan Yitian had subdued Duan Wei spread like wildfire. No one knew who sent the news, and the process of the subduing was even more unpredictable.
So for a time, various versions of rumors and rumors appeared one after another.
Some say that the gangsters who chased Zhan Yitian that day were beaten by Zhan Yitian so much that they no longer dared to stand up for Duan Wei. It is also said that Zhan Yitian, possessing martial arts skills, broke into Gaoyu Entertainment City alone at night and beat Duan Wei's eldest brother to the ground. Another theory is that Zhan Yitian's background is so unusual that even Duan Wei's brother can't bear it...
Duan Wei did not come forward to explain these statements, and changed his past arrogance and became truly honest in school. In this way, more people believed these rumors, and the rumors spread even more, even the teachers heard about them.
One day, when Zhan Yiyi put the collected homework books on the class teacher's desk and was about to leave, the head teacher, Teacher Chen, stopped Zhan Yiyi.
"Zhan Yitian! I heard that you had a fight with Duan Wei from Class 8 recently?" the head teacher asked worriedly.
"Well, it wasn't a fight, just a chat with him." Zhan Yitian hesitated and answered without fully acknowledging it.
Hearing what Zhan Yitian said, the head teacher was a little confused, but when he saw that Zhan Yitian's expression was calm and nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "That Duan Wei from Class 8 is a repeater from the previous class. He is older than you and often causes trouble in school. Don't interact with him, let alone have any conflicts with him, otherwise you will suffer. Our class is quite far away from Class 8, and it is an excellent class! The class is divided like this, It is to keep you top students away from those poor students and provide you with a better learning environment. As long as you avoid them, you will be fine. You are now the study committee of the class, and your task is to study hard, so that you will be sure in the future. He’ll be very promising, you know?”
Hearing the gentle words of the class teacher, Zhan Tiantian suddenly understood why he was assigned to Class 2, while Ma Bo suffered a disaster on his second day of enrollment. If it were him and Duan Wei sitting together, there might be another outcome. Even if Duan Wei had to be punished, it wouldn't cause such an uproar.
Although after listening to the class teacher's words, Zhan Yitian couldn't help but have opinions about the school's class division method, it was obvious that the class teacher cared about him. So, Zhan Tiantian nodded with emotion.
"In one month, there will be a preliminary exam for the grade. You have to prepare well. I believe you will be able to get a good result for the class!" Finally, the head teacher said softly and encouragingly.
"Okay! I will try my best!" Zhan Tiantian replied with a positive nod.
Seeing Zhan Yitian being so simple and obedient, the head teacher was so happy that he patted Zhan Yitian on the shoulder and then watched him leave with relief.
During this period of time, Zhan Yiyi was very popular in the class. During break time, there were always a lot of classmates surrounding Zhan Yiyi asking questions.
No, as soon as he entered the classroom, a small student excitedly ran to Zhan Yitian and asked: "Zhan Yitian, I heard that there are two fierce gangsters around Duan Wei, one named Hei Ge and the other Li Ge. After I chased you that day, you were helped by a group of people to limp back. Wasn't it because you were injured?"
This little student was so well-informed that he even named the other party's eldest brother. His question immediately gathered the students around him.
"Oh? Is this possible?...Do you think it's possible?"
Zhan Yitian did not answer, but asked with a calm expression.
"That's right! You are a tall and powerful young man from society. He can knock you out with just one slap. You must be out of your mind. You don't know where you heard it!" Another classmate who gathered around looked at him. He glanced at the little man and explained sarcastically for Zhan Yitian.
After hearing this, the little man said nonchalantly: "Our brother Zhan Yi is not short either. Who says it's impossible!"
"Zhan Yitian, ignore him!... It's just that Duan Wei has really become honest, and he seems to be really afraid of you. Why is this?"
The classmate who defended Zhan Yitian did not continue to pay attention to the little man, but asked Zhan Yitian with curiosity on his face.
"Is he afraid of me? It seems that he doesn't show off his power to other students anymore! Others have become better and like to learn after being taught by teachers. Does this have anything to do with me!" Zhan Tiantian glanced at him and replied stiffly. .
The students who were looking around saw Zhan Tian's unhappy look and cold words, so they had no choice but to disperse without interest.
But just as these boys were sent away, some girls in the classroom with affectionate and silent eyes quietly approached Zhan Yitian.
"I heard... that day you punched Duan Wei and sent him flying. This is true!"
Lulu asked softly as she was privately rated as the most beautiful girl in the class by the boys.
"No, he fell down on his own." Zhan Tiantian replied calmly.
"Oh!...That's it...then...can you take me home after school?..." Lulu felt a little cold when she heard Zhan Tiantian's cold reply, but her face turned red and white. After the change, he still pursed his lips and asked carefully.
"It's peaceful outside the school now. Don't worry, go home. Nothing will happen!" Zhan Yitian was still so cold.
Hearing Zhan Tiantian's answer, Lulu suddenly shook her long black braids angrily and left in shame and anger.
Looking at Lulu's black braided hair, Zhan Tiantian's eyes were slightly startled, but the next moment he sighed secretly and returned to his seat.
"Zhan Yitian, I didn't expect your backstage to be quite complicated, but my uncle is an official in the city and he treats me very well!"
Just as Zhan Tiantian sat down, Guo Meiqi's words rang in his ears again.
I don’t know where this deskmate heard the news, but it actually touched on a topic that Zhan couldn’t figure out for a whole day.
After Zhan Tiantian was stunned for a moment, he replied coldly, "Congratulations on having a good uncle, but it has nothing to do with me!"
Hearing Zhan Tiantian's cold answer, Guo Meiqi was filled with anger and hatred. She tilted her head and ignored him.
After dealing with these superficial troubles, love letters and notes from some girls secretly appeared frequently on Zhan Yitian's desk.
For these, Zhan Tiantian put them all into a pit and buried them without even looking at them. For Zhan Yitian, only one person's letters are what he needs.
