Chapter 1, The Young Sheep!

Some people say that Li Muyang is a waste.

This made Li Muyang particularly angry. It was supposed to be the secret of the family, so how could it be leaked and spread to everyone?

The warm wind blows on the face, the grass is green and the flowers are red.

Young people in groups of three or three run and jump in the grass, singing and dancing, or wrestling games, laughing and cheering, and enjoying themselves.

As the college entrance examination is approaching, every student is nervous and working hard to get into the prestigious school of their dreams.

With one month and seven days left before the college entrance examination, the school organized this lake tour activity to let the students relax and then charge forward in the fullest mental state to the final list of the gold medals.

On the edge of the corner of Sunset Lake, a dark-skinned boy was lying in the grass and sleeping soundly.

Even when he was asleep, the expression on his face was still colorful. First, he was happy, then shy, and then hesitantly entangled and ashamed----

A month ago, he and Xu Shirui, a long-legged beauty in Class 9, had a seafood buffet in the revolving restaurant of the Imperial Capital Hotel, had a great chat. Half a month ago, the goddess of class 3 Zhang Xinqi invited him to review his homework in a cafe after school to prepare for the college entrance examination. He responded happily. Just now, Cui Xiaojing, an all-round academic master in Class 1, stopped him and said that he wanted to invite him to watch the movie "Tidanic" together in the evening. He said he was considering it and actually was not ready to refuse in his heart.------

Li Muyang only wanted to shepherd a sheep, but never thought about shepherd a flock of sheep.

So, too much peach blossom debt troubled him quite a lot. He didn't want to be a playboy.

Clang-----

A loud sound of gold and iron hitting came.

A half-old iron barrel was kicked into the lake, rippling on the lake for a few times, and then sank down "gudong gudong".

Li Muyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the classmates standing in front of him with a blank look on his face.

"Li Muyang----I don't think you should be called Li Muyang, you should be called Li Dezhu, right? You sleep in class and after class, and you sleep in class. Are you sleeping even better than a pig?" A handsome boy with Rukawa Cassia hairstyle said with a sarcastic look on his face. He deliberately raised the volume to attract the attention of his classmates.

"Zhang Chen, don't insult the pig, okay? Although the pig is lazy and sleeps all day, at least they are fat, big ears, white skin, and look stupid and cute. Look at Li Muyang, it is dark and thin, like a piece of burnt coke. How can he compare with the pig?" Yang Jun, the strong figure, said sarcastically, attracting everyone's ridicule.

"Li Muyang, aren't you going to fish?" The fat man with a flat head lifted a simple fishing rod made of bamboo standing by the lake and said with a smile: "It seems that there is no harvest. The bucket is empty and there is no fish fish? It's a pity. Just now, everyone said that Li Muyang must have a lot of harvest after fishing for an afternoon. We can have a full meal at night. You are too disappointing, right?"

Li Muyang rubbed his eyes and secretly wiped away the water stains on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

His action attracted even more excited laughter from the onlookers.

"What's wrong?" Li Muyang looked confused. "What do you want to do?"

"Li Muyang, we just want to see you----see how you are sleeping." Zhang Chen used his hand to pluck his long bangs, looked down at Li Muyang sitting in the grass, and said, "Are you sleeping well today?"

"It's okay." Li Muyang nodded frankly. This sleep was really comfortable. It was just that the question had not yet come up with an answer to it, which made people anxious------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"What did you dream about?"

Li Muyang's black face turned red, and his head lowered and said shyly: "I can't say it."

"Tell me." Zhang Chen showed a cat playing with a mouse. This is a game they often play. They are cats, and Li Muyang is the little mouse they use. "Don't worry, we won't laugh at you."

"I can't say it." Li Muyang shook his head again.

"Did you dream of the beautiful Cui in our class?"

Behind the crowd, a beautiful girl with long hair and long dress in a white floral dress raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously not liked that they led the war to themselves.

Li Muyang looked at Zhang Chen thoughtfully and said, "You are immature."

"What?" Zhang Chen's eyes widened, unable to believe the facts he saw. "What did you say?"

Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

Li Muyang is a freak in the class. Because his skin is dark and looks like a piece of charcoal, everyone likes to call it "black charcoal" or "black sprig".

Because Li Muyang was sleepy and was still sleeping when he went out for fun in class and went out for fun, everyone gave him a nickname called "Sleeping God".

Because of his dark and long-lasting sleep, Li Muyang became a celebrity in the school. Everyone would say, "Hey, that's the black charcoal of our school." "He might have slept, and he could sleep from the first class in the morning to the fourth class. The teacher cracked the blackboard and he didn't wake up------'

Li Muyang is the Banbao in the class and the mascot.

Everyone teases him when they are in a good mood, and bullies him when they are in a bad mood.

Zhang Chen was in a bad mood today because he had confessed to Cui Xiaoxin just now, but he was rejected by Cui Xiaoxin. The college entrance examination will be in one month, and at that time the students in the class had to be divided into their own things. If they could not establish a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with Cui Xiaoxin now, they would probably have to watch the delicate flower drifting away with the wind and disappear into his life.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt lost and sad. Zhang Chen wanted to find something to vent his anger, and happened to see Li Muyang lying in the corner sleeping soundly.

However, even this little mouse dared to fight back and laugh at him? This is something that has never been done before.

"You are immature." Li Muyang repeated the words just now. Although there are only four simple words, their lethality is amazing.

Zhang Chen's face became gloomy, he looked at Li Muyang with a fierce look, and said word by word: "Do you want to die?"

Li Muyang rubbed his hair that had become messy because of sleeping and said, "Just say such threatening words casually-----I have a question to ask. Naiheqiao leaves every day, how many of them are you sent to me in person?"

"Beat him."

Zhang Chen roared loudly and rushed over with Li Muyang.

He is 1.78 meters tall, coupled with his strong and strong body that often plays basketball, and runs majestic and vibrant. It seems that a collision can knock the shriveled, black and thin Li Muyang out.

That's what everyone thinks.

At this moment, Li Muyang was like a small boat bumping in the sea. A trembling lamb in front of the Tiger King. It only needed a fierce wave and a flying pounce, and it would scatter its soul and destroy it on the spot.

Li Muyang stood still, looking as if he was frightened.

Around the pupils, like ink stone, dense bloodshot began to spread from the whites of the eyes.

At first it is subtle and thin, and it is difficult to see with the naked eye. But soon it is connected into pieces, becoming more clear and terrifying.

At first glance, it was like the pupils of both eyes were wrapped in red ink. The black pupils were sun black holes in the sky, and large areas of red blood stains were rising and falling around them.

A thin scale grew on the back of Li Muyang's clenched fist, like a transparent fish scale. The scales were flashing purple, making the small piece of black skin on the back of the fist turn purple-red.

Li Muyang's heart was filled with violent aura, as if he had some dissatisfaction to vent, and there was a grievance that was so irresponsible that he could not express.

Zhang Chen ran closer, then punched Li Muyang in the face.

Pa-----

Li Muyang reached out to block it.

"ah-------"

Some people exclaimed, and some people closed their eyes in fear.

How could Li Muyang's thin arms and legs block Zhang Chen's iron fist?

Zhang Chen showed a smug smile on his face, and he looked at the disgusting black face that was so close to him, full of contempt.

"This poor little mouse--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The moment the fists were in contact, the smile on Zhang Chen's face froze, and then he felt a powerful force rushing towards his fists.

Unable to resist and powerless to resist.

Bang------

Zhang Chen's body flew high and then fell heavily into the grass in the distance.

The whole audience could hear the sound of needles falling from the place, except for the gently swaying willow movements and the unresolved insects.

Li Muyang actually punched Zhang Chen out with one punch?

(PS: Last night, I was rushing to get a manuscript in the study room. I scolded Liu Xiafan and drove him out. After a while, she opened the door and stood at the door and said sorry to me. She said, Dad, aren’t you bored working alone in the study room? I want to come in and accompany you. I feel guilty until I die, and tears collapse in an instant.

Writing is a lonely thing. It requires you to close yourself in an independent space, then enter another world, and feel the joy and sorrow of every character in that world. Only when you feel it can you perfectly show it.

Fortunately, I like her and every story I tell!
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