Ji Qiushi's dormitory is in Building 5, and it's not too far from Building 8. Cheng Beiyi has been there twice before, so he still remembers the location.

When he aggressively kicked in the door, Ji Qiushi and Red Hair Huang Mao happened to be there.

When Ji Qiushi saw him, he was first taken aback, and then delighted: "Little Yi?"

Standing up to greet him, Cheng Beiyi greeted him with an angry fist.

Young master Cheng was furious, and he beat him hard. Ji Qiushi was punched by him unprepared, and his body fell heavily on the desk.

Ji Qiushi was stunned by his sudden anger for a moment, seeing his blood red eyes rushing towards him again, he quickly blocked his hand to resist.

The red-haired and yellow-haired ones were also quite frightened by this movement, and after reacting, they all came over to fight.

Huang Mao raised his voice loudly: "Cheng Beiyi, are you crazy? You came to our dormitory to beat people in broad daylight!"

"Hitting people? Is he worthy of calling people?" Cheng Beiyi sneered.

"Fuck, are you sick? You broke up with Brother Ji, why are you here looking for trouble again?" Huang Mao glared at him.

The red hair on the side helped Ji Qiushi up, staring at Cheng Beiyi with a gloomy look: "Do you really want to fight? Do you think the three of us can't beat you alone?"

Hongmao gritted his teeth while talking and wanted to charge forward, but was stopped by Ji Qiushi.

Ji Qiushi was dizzy from his punch, and his face was so pale that he is still in a state of embarrassment now.He looked at Cheng Beiyi, with helplessness between his brows: "Little Yi, are you still angry with me?"

Fuck, still put it here to pretend?

"The acting skills are good!" Cheng Beiyi folded his hands and sneered, "What's the matter, do you dare to do it or admit it?"

Ji Qiushi frowned: "What did I do?"

Cheng Beiyi watched him still pretending to be innocent, and gritted his teeth and spat: "Do you dare to say that you didn't do the post on the forum that smeared me?"

"What post?" Ji Qiushi still had an innocent face.

The yellow hair holding Cheng Beiyi's face changed, and he explained to Ji Qiushi: "It's a post on the school forum."

Ji Qiushi frowned and took out his phone, logged into the forum to check.

The bewildered look made Cheng Beiyi a little bit perplexed, as if he had really wronged him.

"I've seen that post, but why do you say it was done by Brother Ji? You beat people without asking questions clearly, and even came to our dormitory to provoke you. Do you really think we are afraid of you?" Huang Mao seemed to believe in Ji QiuShi was innocent, and immediately went mad at Cheng Beiyi.

Ji Qiushi quickly browsed through the posts, frowned and looked at Cheng Beiyi: "Little Yi, I really didn't post this post, I just saw it."

Cheng Beiyi broke away from Huang Mao's hand, took out the mobile phone from his arms with a cold expression, clicked on the column of text messages, and said in a cold voice: "You didn't do it, so what are these text messages? Who is sending them to me every now and then?Harassing text messages, threatening me to say that if I don’t reconcile with you, I will send my affairs? How dare you say that you didn’t send those black materials that spread rumors about me? "

In the end, his voice was already icy cold, and his face was covered with a layer of hostility.

Is he bullying his temper?He didn't respond to sending harassing text messages to him, so he just kicked his nose in the face.

What the hell did you give him a face?

Ji Qiushi was stunned, his thin face was pale, and he explained weakly: "It's not me...I just scared you, I didn't want to really say it."

"You're lying to ghosts!" Cheng Beiyi grabbed his collar and furiously said, "Do you think I'll still believe your nonsense?"

"I'm fine with you spreading rumors, but you dare to post a picture of my dad, you're looking for death!"

Cheng Beiyi might not take it very seriously when he was bullied, but insulting his family would definitely touch his back.

Young Master Cheng's rage was almost off the charts, he was so full of anger that he couldn't vent his anger, he was about to beat someone up, and he didn't hesitate at all, as if no one would try to stop him.

Ji Qiushi already looked gentle and thin, how could he stand against him, if the yellow hair and red hair did not block some damage, he would have been pinned to the ground and hammered by the furious young master long ago.

"Enough!" Amidst the chaos, Hongmao suddenly roared, "I posted that post, what's wrong?"

Cheng Beiyi paused for a moment following Ji Qiushi's strike.

Hongmao stood up from the ground, looked at Cheng Beiyi with a sneer, his cold eyes stuck to him, "I do things alone, don't take your anger out on my brother."

"Besides, what's wrong with this post I made? You haven't done these things, so how could they be photographed by others? You can do it, so are you afraid of others talking about it?"

Cheng Beiyi turned his eyes to him with a sullen face.

Looking at it casually, he saw the hairs on Hongmao's back standing up.

He swallowed his saliva and took a small step back, already somewhat regretting his quick tongue.

But Cheng Beiyi didn't give him a chance to regret it at all, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

"I don't blame you for being stupid, but if you dare to provoke me, then let Dad teach you how to behave!" Cheng Beiyi kicked him to the ground, feeling the irritability factor in his body that had been at ease for a long time was clamoring crazily.

He, Cheng Beiyi, knew nothing since he was a child, but what he knows best is fighting. He used to write self-criticisms in school when he was in middle school, and the gangsters around the school didn't dare to provoke him. He didn't calm down until he entered university.Today, this bunch of idiots were actually delivered to him to be beaten up.

Once the violent aura that had been dormant in Young Master Cheng's body woke up, coupled with a layer of anger buff, the opponent was completely powerless to fight back.

...

When Lin Zheng and the others rushed over, they just heard Ji Qiushi's miserable howls from men in their dormitory.

"I'm sorry, go help Little Yi." Frightened, several people rolled up their sleeves and prepared to rush in to help, almost falling into the arms of Cheng Beiyi who came out slowly.

Cheng Beiyi frowned and looked at them: "Why are you here?"

"Come here to support you! It's all because Xu Yuan found the wrong place, which made us come so late." Lin Zheng said while panting, and turned his eyes to Cheng Beiyi.

His good brother didn't look like he just finished a fight, except that his clothes were a little messed up and his breathing was a little unsteady.

The wounds all over his body seemed to have been wiped off the corner of his mouth.

And as if some kind of seal had been unlocked suddenly, there was a social atmosphere that no one dared to mess with.

He was so scared that he almost knelt down.

"Are you okay?" Ming Siyuan asked with concern.

"What can I do?" Cheng Beiyi calmly turned his gaze to the back, "It's those idiots inside who have trouble."

"A few dishes are really weaker than a fight, and it's not enough for me to beat you up." Young Master Cheng wiped the blood from the cut skin at the corner of his mouth, and put his coat on his shoulder socially: "Let's go."

Roommate: "..."

"I don't think we need to use it at all," Xu Yuan said.

"I think so too." Lin Zheng and Ming Siyuan spoke in unison.

The three of them ran a few steps forward, and followed Cheng Beiyi out in a neat gait, very much like the three younger brothers following behind the eldest brother.

Xu heard the commotion, and some students gathered around the corridor on the first floor of the 5th dormitory building, but they ate melons a bit late, and only saw the back of Cheng Beiyi, a social person walking out with his clothes in his arms.

...

After the fight, Young Master Cheng only felt refreshed all over, and the depression accumulated in his heart also eased a lot.After returning to the dormitory, changed clothes and prepared to go to class.

The class on Monday afternoon was an open class held in a large classroom. Several classes from the Finance Department attended together. When Cheng Beiyi and Lin Zheng went to class with their textbooks in their arms, they unsurprisingly attracted a lot of attention.

There are also some whispers with his name mixed in, ringing in the ears like mosquitoes, making people upset.

It seems that the popularity of that post on the forum is really not small.

"Little Yi, why don't we write a post to clarify..." Lin Zheng looked worriedly at his good brother next to him, and suddenly closed his mouth again.

Cheng Beiyi was lying on the desk with his arms curled up, his eyelashes covered his eyelids, he was breathing soundly from his nose, and he was sleeping soundly.

Lin Zheng: "..."

Worrying for nothing.

Everyone who eats melons whispers under the desk, but the key person who eats melons turns a deaf ear to them and sleeps until the end of get out of class.

After the get out of class bell rang, Lin Zheng patted Cheng Beiyi awake.

Young Master Cheng was full of sleep, stretched his waist full of energy, and walked out of the classroom without changing his expression under the eyes of all the people who stared at me.

"I'm not going back to the dormitory today, so take the book back for me." Cheng Beiyi threw the book to Lin Zheng, turned and walked towards the school gate.

It was dusk, and the sky was covered with a layer of orange-red sunset glow. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ground of the path through the branches and leaves of the camphor trees beside the path, reflecting a layer of light orange light with spots.

Cheng Beiyi put his hands in his pockets and walked forward aimlessly.

Walk out of the school gate, walk through the alley, and walk to a strange street corner.

The evening wind brought a cool breeze, blowing the hem of his coat and messing up the hair on his forehead.

Probably because he was walking too fast, he suddenly stopped and bowed with a pale face.

At noon, he pretended to be 1v3, but he was still somewhat injured.It's just that Young Master Cheng wanted to save face, and he didn't want to worry those three, so he didn't say anything.

Fuck, it hurts!

Sure enough, you can't be too pretentious. Young Master Cheng, who had been pretending all afternoon, grinned his teeth from the pain in his stomach, and had no choice but to squat down by the roadside to rest for a while.

It was getting dark, and the shouts of various vendors could be heard from both sides of the street. The air was filled with the smell of snacks, and pedestrians on the street hurried past, rushing to their destinations.

It seemed he was the only one who didn't know where he was going.

Young Master Cheng looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a little sad and aggrieved for no reason.

He was actually not as open-minded as he showed, but Young Master Cheng was used to pride and didn't like to show his fragility to others.

It seems that I am very useless.

He put his hands on the ground, looked up at the gradually darkening sky, and wanted to find someone to talk to.

Picking up the phone, he entered someone's WeChat account almost without hesitation:

"Little lover, do you want to make an appointment tonight? Brother buys you a drink."

On the other side, Qin Yize, who had just finished his work, picked up his mobile phone and saw Cheng Beiyi's hooligan words that were full of social atmosphere a few minutes ago.

Qin Yize: "?"

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In the next chapter, want to write about a society where Little Yi gets drunk and plays hooligans, hehe~