Just after school, Tong Jia came to wait for Ning Zhen outside the seventh class.

Ning Zhen put away her schoolbag, afraid that she would wait too long, so she didn't copy any more notes.

Tong Jia's round face flushed, "Zhen Zhen, guess what I saw at noon?"

Ning Zhen had a bad feeling.

"On the way I came to school, the seniors were fighting, ahhh, I'm so lucky!"

"..."

Grade bosses...is that what she thinks?

"Lu Zhi is so handsome, I want to marry him!" Tong Jia covered her face, looked around carefully, made sure there was no one, and said excitedly, "I only thought he was handsome before, but I didn't expect fights to be so fierce. It's like watching a Hong Kong movie. He pressed a boy's head and smashed it on the ground, his face was expressionless, and he was very ruthless. At that time, a group of people was very chaotic, but he could see him at a glance, it was shining."

Ning Zhen couldn't understand it.

Carefully asked: "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid!" Tong Jia said solemnly, "I'm afraid that Lu Zhi doesn't like me like this. I even thought about our child's name."

"..."

"Hahahaha I'm joking, Zhen Zhen, you are like a soft bun, I really want to pinch you."

Some people seem to be born with an aura, and she avoids cautiously, but she can always hear his name.

Tong Jia grabbed Ning Zhen's arm and sighed: "Oh, it's a pity, such a handsome boy didn't fight for me, if it was for me, I would just give him a football team."

football team……

Tong Jia is really scary.

Tong Jia flattened her mouth and complained: "Lu Zhi has no other shortcomings, but his eyesight is not good. I understood when I saw He Ming, and it was for Yu Shanshan."

"I really hate Yu Shanshan, she's a bitch, she has two feet on her feet, I really think she is some kind of beauty. I don't know how long the eyes of this worldly man are, all of them will die for her. To live."

Ning Zhen smiled: "Jiajia, don't curse."

They are still 16 or 17 year old boys and girls, what kind of bitch is there?

As a "big sister" with a mental age of nineteen, Ning Zhen's mentality is quite peaceful.

Tong Jia knew that it was good to lose his temper. Although it was not so fun to gossip with her, she always had a soft and peaceful temperament, which made people unable to help but get close.

Tong Jia touched her chin: "If I were a boy, I would like you like this." She is beautiful, good-natured, soft and cute, and every girl wants to pinch her.

The two girls separated at the gate of the school. Ning Zhen's family and Tong Jia's family were neighbors originally. After Ning Haiyuan remarried, he and Xu Qian bought a new house in Sanzhongwai, and there was much less contact between the two.

Ning Zhen paused as she walked home, and took out a well-preserved leaflet from her schoolbag.

Several large red characters of "Flying Dance Class" are printed on the flyer with a yellow background, which is particularly eye-catching.

She has a secret in her heart, which reminds her of a faint sense of happiness, and the corners of her mouth will be stained with a smile.

It was just after school, and there were many laughing students outside No. 3 Middle School. Ning Zhen squeezed the paper in her hand and walked in the opposite direction.

"No. 1108, Section 3, Zhengxing Road... 1108..."

She checked the address in her hand and slowly looked for it.

In the bar facing the street, Lin Zichuan was on the phone.

A layer of gauze was wrapped around his forehead, but his tone was extraordinarily gentle.

"No, um... It's okay, Azhi is okay, don't worry. Don't worry... Uh, it will definitely come on Friday... Okay, see you then."

Lin Zichuan hung up the phone, and four or five boys looked at him in unison.

Chen Dongshu grinned: "Brother Yo Chuan, you didn't forget to pick up a girl even with the injury."

"Fuck your mother."

"Do you know anything, Chen Dongshu, Chuanzi is a true love, how can you be so ignorant of words?"

"That's right, looking at Chuanzi's eyes, water is about to drip, vomit..."

A group of people were fighting, and Lin Zichuan ignored them, but the atmosphere relaxed quickly.

Lin Zichuan looked in front of the bar, where the lights were slightly dim.

Lu Zhi lowered his head and put his long legs on the chair, wondering what he was thinking.

Everyone followed Lin Zichuan's gaze and fell silent.

Lu Zhi raised his eyes lazily, revealing the wound on his forehead.

With a three-point indifference in his eyes, he glanced at them: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Dongshu swallowed his saliva: "Brother Zhi, is your injury okay, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"There's something wrong." He subconsciously touched the cigarette in his trousers pocket, but he didn't find it. It must have been dropped during a previous fight.

Xiao Feng handed over the cigarette in his hand, his mouth was not serious: "Come, come, pass the cigarette to the boss."

Lu Zhi laughed and scolded, "Go away."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Lu Zhi was in a bad mood. The ruthless man who beat someone before made their scalps go numb.

Don't mess with Brother Zhi.

Lu Zhi was slightly injured on the head, but that He Ming was lying directly in the hospital.

"It's gone, let's go back, do you still want to spend the night at Lao Tzu's house?" Lu Zhi played with his mobile phone and glanced at the group of people.

Xiao Feng smiled cheaply: "Brother is ruthless, fuck it, we want to dump it when we run out."

Having said that, they all went out of the bar one after another.

Lin Zichuan walked over and sighed, "Sorry, Azhi."

Lu Zhi snorted: "What kind of idiot are you pretending to be? It's such a big deal, you are crying for Lao Tzu."

Lin Zichuan stopped talking.

Everyone thought that Lu Zhi was fighting for Yu Shanshan today, but only he knew it wasn't. If he hadn't had a grudge with He Ming and was beaten to the head, Lu Zhi wouldn't have been so angry and sent He Ming to the hospital.

New hatred and old hatred are counted together.

Lin Zichuan didn't know whether Lu Zhi was for Yu Shanshan.

After all, Yu Shanshan's cheating target was He Ming.

Anyone who is wearing a green hat will be uncomfortable.

Although this is in front of him, he doesn't seem to care much about women.

A person knew when was a child, but when grew up, he couldn't see clearly.

Lin Zichuan said sincerely, "Azhi, don't worry, if City B finds out, I will bear it."

This Lu Zhi did not refuse: "Ang."

Lin Zichuan gritted his teeth: "Brother, can I ask you one more thing at the end."

Lu Zhi raised his eyes and waited quietly for him to speak.

"Tomorrow's Ji Fei's birthday, can you go there?"

It's all used to ask for words.

Lu Zhi smiled but not smiled: "Okay."

The two walked out of the bar.

Lin Zichuan drove by himself, an Audi with good performance.

Lu Zhi glanced at it and smiled. Mommy is really living a downhill life. A year ago, I was still racing on the mountain road, and no one cared about it. Now I haven't touched this thing for a year, and the more I live, the more I go back.

But looking at these things now, really don't have any troubles in heart.

"Take you back?" Lin Zichuan stuck his head out.

Seeing his friend staring straight at a certain place, he didn't hear his own words.

He looked over and saw a girl with a ponytail standing opposite, looking up at the road sign.

A school uniform with a somewhat weird mask. The school pants were tied up a little, revealing the fair and slender ankles.

Lin Zichuan was stunned.

"No, you go first." Lu Zhi's voice came.

He had a somewhat unspeakable feeling in his heart, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Ning Zhen glanced at the flyer in her hand in distress.

Alas, it seems to be around here. If had known that she had brought out her mobile phone, could call and ask at this time.

Dance studios are generally built on the second floor or above, and she looked up carefully.

"Fei Ying... Fei Ying..." Where is it?

There was a sudden tap on the shoulder.

Ning Zhen turned her head, a strong force came from her wrist, she panicked and wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man held it tightly.

Unsteady under her feet, the world was spinning in a flash, and she rushed towards him completely uncontrollably. The two fell to the ground, and the man under her seemed to grunt.

"oops……"

This soft exclamation made Lu Zhi almost laugh out loud.

It was almost six o'clock on the street, and there were still people on the road who were gossiping.

The girl threw herself in the boy's arms.

In an awkward position, her hands rested on his chest, and Lu Zhi clasped her waist, not caring what others were looking at.

Seeing his face clearly, she was even more frightened in her eyes.

"You, you let go..." She panicked and wanted to get up.

"Yo, new classmate, help you make meat pads and don't recognize people in a blink of an eye? Look at Lao Tzu's head, which was originally wounded, and was swooped by you again, do you have any conscience?"

He held her wrist with one hand and put the other on her waist.

Ning Zhen's face was flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were red.

How can this man be so bad.

"It's obvious that you hold me, can you let me go, are you annoying!" She was already on fire, thinking she was aggressive. But she didn't know that the ending of her speech was naturally rising, so soft that she had no offensive power.

"You have a great temper." Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows.

The wind was cool, blowing her bangs, the two faced each other, and he looked at her eyes carefully.

very clean.

He suddenly let go.

Ning Zhen quickly got up and stayed far away from him.

She wanted to run again, but the schoolbag behind her was pulled.

She turned back angrily, and Lu Zhi frowned, looking uncomfortable: "Help me see if the wound on the forehead is cracked?"

Ning Zhen raised his eyes, his forehead was very red, and blood dripped down his cheeks. Flowing over the brow bone, the corner of the eye, still downward.

It looks horrible.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing. Anyway, it's none of her business anyway...

He tugged at her schoolbag again, and said, "New classmate, so cruel?"

He couldn't control his fingers, and scratched her chin like a cat: "Want to see Lao Tzu die here?"

Fingertips are soft and smooth.

She suddenly reached out and patted his fingers off.

a snap...

Both were stunned.

Ning Zhen bit her lip, it's over...the two of them haven't known each other in this life.

So she she she... hit the grade boss...