Chapter 51 I heard you are a street fighter?

Author: Meng Shuanghua

Chapter 51 I heard you are a street fighter?

During the morning self-study the next day, Chu Qingyu still checked into the classroom as usual. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, he found that there were only three or two kittens sitting in the classroom.

Chu Qingyu was shocked and walked back two steps back and looked at the sign at the door.

That’s right, it’s Class 9, Grade 3. Take out your phone to check the time.

That's right, it's six:30!

Just when she was delaying at the door, the last 0 trembled at 6:00, and in the blink of an eye it turned into 1.

Chu Qingyu scratched his head, which was very puzzled.

The class monitor, who was sitting at the door of the classroom, raised his hand and yawned, and saw Chu Qingyu's funny movements, he couldn't help laughing, "You did not go wrong, you did not read the time wrong, the others were just late."

Chu Qingyu's backpack on his shoulder slid down to his elbow due to excessive fright. Hearing this, he curiously approached the class monitor's desk and asked, "What's going on? Forget it for everyone else, why are Yu Lian's book king who wanted to sleep in the classroom and study hard at night was late?"

The squad leader looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't stay up late last night to eat melons?"

Chu Qingyu scratched his head and thought to himself that there was something delicious about those smelly melons. He shook his head honestly: "I went to bed after finishing my homework. We are now in the third year of high school, and it is only 237 days before the college entrance examination, which also includes eating, sleeping, vacation, etc...."

The squad leader raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, okay, don't wait any longer, my head is buzzing! It's okay to listen to Xiao Wang's muttering every day, you really don't need to repeat and consolidate again!"

Chu Qingyu looked at the squad leader with the look of "I didn't expect you to be such a person", which made the squad leader speechless.

However, before the squad leader could finish speechless, he suddenly heard a ghost-like voice coming from behind: "It sounds like, are you annoying to me to recite the tight hoop curse for you?"

The squad leader instantly petrified.

Before Xiao Wang took it out to "chant the spell" alone, the squad leader turned around and gave Chu Qingyu a sad and accusing look.

Chu Qingyu immediately stood up and raised his left hand high and shouted at Xiao Wang: "Xiao Wang, the squad leader glared at me!" Xiao Wang tried hard to swallow a yawn that surged upwards, and almost burst into tears.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, turned around and stared at Chu Qingyu: "I look quite energetic, right? Come out with me too!"

Chu Qingyu: "???" No, Xiao Wang, you are so unreasonable!

The class monitor immediately laughed, and then Xiao Wang caught him. In addition to reciting the spell of tightening the ring, he also took care of the job of buying breakfast for all the teachers in Class 9 this month.

Taking advantage of the experience of real predecessors (the squad leader walked in front of her) bag-catching, Chu Qingyu smiled secretly on Xiao Wang's back.

This day was not only the 9th class of their senior high school, but also countless similar situations occurred in the whole school, or across the country. Because I ate the melon last night, many people were late in the morning and yawned during the day.

When the political teacher Chen Daxia finished yawning again and raising his hand to wipe his tears, the assassin-type teacher of No. 3 Middle School, who is famous for throwing the chalk heads most accurately, announced his surrender: "Everyone will study for the next half of the class. Beware of the students sitting in the front and back doors. If a leader outside comes, he will cough hard at the top of his throat. Do you understand?"

Chen Daxia asked the classmate next to the front and back doors, but the answer was that the whole class was neatly "I understand!" Chen Daxia was clever and his half-drooping eyelids spread open. However, this state lasted only three seconds. Chen Daxia quickly sat behind the podium and supported half of his face with one hand, slightly turned his face toward the inside, and began to sit and doze.

The classmate next to him stretched his neck and complained to Chu Qingyu: "The hero's posture is obviously a master who is secretly napping!"

Chu Qingyu agreed deeply: "It is true."

Wu Yu's deskmate in front turned his head: "I'm asking!"

Another classmate next to him raised his hand and bowed to Chu Qingyu, and said seriously: "The king is wise."

Zhang Zhongze, who was watching this circle of classmates, said: "."

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze and continue to study, Chu Qingyu next to him took the lead in staring at him silently. Seeing this, the other people also gave Zhang Zhongze a silent stare.

Zhang Zhongze, whose back was stared at, felt cold: "???"

Zhang Zhongze vaguely realized something in his continuous gaze: "."

No, I'm really a second-class person and shameful and stupid, okay?!!!

It took a long time.

Zhang Zhongze trembled at the corner of his lips, and his voice was muffled: "I think so too."

Chu Qingyu, who took the lead in giving him a silent stare, showed a gratitude, "Very good, you are worthy of being the most beloved slander ministers of this king."

Zhang Zhongze sucked his eyes and really wanted to remind this guy: Do you always know what the slander means?

It can be seen that everyone else is proud of him. Zhang Zhongze always feels that it is better not to say this. He usually speaks very little and basically will not mix with these people's jokes. But even so, the next table next to the late stage of the second-year disease still pulls him in from time to time, and is very persistent.

——Zhang Zhongze turned a blind eye to noble and cold beauty at the beginning to have to lower his head and admit defeat now, which shows that he has to lower his head and admit defeat.

After all, he is a stone that is often scolded in a cesspool, smelly and hard.

On this day, the teachers were eager to get off work, so Chu Qingyu was off very early after school.

The afternoon was the half-day holiday on Sunday. Chu Qingyu walked out of the school gate with his particularly empty schoolbag today. Almost half of the classes in the morning were regarded as self-study classes by the teachers. For the sake of the beauty of the half-day holiday, Chu Qingyu of course chose to do the questions in the self-study class, and tried to solve all the holiday homework assigned by the teacher after school.

Speaking of this, Chu Qingyu wanted to complain. He only took half a day off in a week, but he actually had holiday homework? I really can't accept it!

There was originally a parking space at the gate of the Third Middle School, but I don’t know which one was unethical. I parked my car here early in the morning and took up more than half of the parking spaces for their students. Chu Qingyu drove a big off-road vehicle today, so it was naturally difficult to park it. He could only hear her, Brother Oye, in another parking lot a few minutes away.

When I was in the past, I had to pass by several secluded alleys. Chu Qingyu never felt that her school was unsafe, but today I don’t know if she ran into a magpie when she went out and shouted at her. Just as I was about to pass by the last alley, several gangsters with big flower arms came out from inside and smiled at her with malicious intentions.

While laughing, he walked over and surrounded her.

The red-haired leader looked Chu Qingyu up and down with his triangular eyes hanging on his face and asked with a smile: "Hey, are you Chu Qingyu from Class 9, Grade 3, I heard you are crazy, and you said to the public that you are a street fighter nearby?"

The red-haired hippie approached with a smile, and even as close as Chu Qingyu could smell his mouthful of peniculate. "Hey, little girl, since you are a street fighter, you are our boss,"

Others followed suit and started to cheer.

“That’s it,”

"Boss, I am your slaughter, boss, you can't just share the hardships and different kinds of joys and sorrows!"

"You can do Wori cabbage! You are quite educated!"

"That must be hahaha."

Chu Qingyu took a big step back and leaned his back against the wall.

These people just thought she was frightened and smiled even more unscrupulously. Chu Qingyu tilted his head and put his backpack on his shoulders with his back hands.

As soon as I moved my wrists and ankles, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the entrance of the alley: "What are you doing? Stop!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and a thin boy wearing a school uniform in No. 3 Middle School tightened his jawline. He was obviously very nervous, but he stood there stubbornly, with the light behind him in the scorching sun at noon.

The other party was like a young man walking in the light of justice. He raised his cell phone in his hand: "I called the police!"

As soon as the words came, Hongmao sneered and gave the others a wink.

Three minutes later.

Zhang Zhongze was thrown to the wall. If Chu Qingyu hadn't been holding it by the side in time, he would have slipped to the ground with a slid along the wall.

Chu Qingyu sighed, let Zhang Zhongze sit on the ground, pulled the two backpacks on his chest and walked forward: "That's right, I have money, and there are quite a lot."

After glanced at the few people, Chu Qingyu turned his face contemptuously. Even though she was not as tall as these people, she still revealed condescending contempt at this moment: "How many? Tens of thousands? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Or, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions?"

Every time the amount rises, these people can't help swallowing. From the beginning, the joke gradually becomes fierce and vicious. In the end, these people seem to become wolf, and the greedy wolf who cannot be fed, and the Chu Qingyu is the fat sheep they want to tear to pieces and swallow.

However, in such a greedy and vicious gaze, Chu Qingyu suddenly sneered, turned back to look at them, and said lightly: "But why should I give it to you?"

Is this TM playing tricks on them?

The red-haired eyes were red and he was devoted to dealing with the stinky girl who looked down on them.

"You TM"

He stabbed him with a knife, but he didn't feel like he had imagined to pierce the soft flesh. The red hair felt dizzy in an instant, and his brain buzzed.

Chu Qingyu slapped the red hair into circles 720 degrees. Seeing that the other party was about to turn, he raised his hand to put it on the other party's shoulder to help the other party stabilize his body, and greeted him in a cordial voice: "What did you want to say just now?"

Red haired and dizzy and habitually responded: "You T"

Bang-!

Another 720-degree speed spin.

Chu Qingyu: "What did you want to say just now?"

Red Hair: "You"

Bang-!

The red-haired maids looked at the scene in horror, and grew up and couldn't come back to their senses after a long time.

When someone came to his senses, he wanted to rush up to save the red-haired man, but he kicked one away and one to one and two to one to one.

In a few minutes, there were only two people standing still in the quiet alley.

One was asking: "What did you want to say just now?" It was like a repeater, even his tone was as fast as a penny.

A man was lifted and his nose was bleeding from his shoulders. Before he could answer, he began to rotate in place like a small top.

Zhang Zhongze, who sat at the foot of the wall and witnessed all this: "."

I never expected that the classmate who has no regular appearance all day long would have such a cruel side.
Chapter completed!