Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Luo Zihang looks aloof and arrogant and uninhibited, but in fact he is a kid in the dark and grows up as a helper. In his bones, he has a passion for his brothers. So in the absence of Yu Yang and Qiao Nan, they drew up the large team of Class 7 to celebrate, and a group of people swarmed to the food stall outside the school.

"Eh, Ah Ye, why have you been staring at your phone? If you want to go back and play again." Luo Zihang saw that the boy next to him had become a head-bending clan, but he only gave a tolerant reminder. Hello.

  Others have become accustomed to Luo Dashao's double-standard behavior, and started gossiping after ordering dishes one by one.

   "Song Shen, I heard that you cleaned up two third shifts today and haven't been found out by the referee. How did you do it?"

   "Yes, the captain of the third shift is notoriously insidious. I heard that the ribs were broken, and I didn't dare to let go of the fart. It was too awesome."

  ……

  It’s rare to sleep in today. The students from Class 7 never expected to miss such a wonderful show. They are now at the main venue and wish to restore the scene.

  However, in response to the indiscriminate bombing, Qin Xueshen just dropped the two words very calmly, "Injury by mistake."

  After speaking, he continued to study the question without raising his head.

  A group of people were choked so hard that they were so angry that they didn’t dare to make any trouble, so they could only pin their hopes on Master Luo with resentment.

  Only in the next second, Master Luo's eyes widened, he directly raised his foot and kicked the person who asked the question, arrogantly saying: "Aye's unique skill, what does it matter to you."

  It can be said that short-term protection is inhumane.

The scumbags once again felt the unfair treatment, and then turned their grief and anger into appetite to raid on the table. Qin Qing just finished winning a round and ate two more meals with a good mood.

  It’s just that the cheerful atmosphere hasn’t lasted long. It was at the peak of the meal. During the noisy time around, the door suddenly crackled and made a great noise.

"Big brother, they are over there, the guy in casual clothes hurt me." During the clamor, a group of people targeted the table in the middle 7th shift, and an unusually familiar voice complained angrily. .

  Qin Qing and Luo Zihang looked up at the same time, and their sharp gaze recognized that the man was the captain of the third shift of the morning basketball team.

But look at this posture, "Huh, if you are not as skilled as someone else, you will find a helper, and you know that you are looking for a foreign school, Zhou Ming, I should praise you for being smart, or you are stupid." Luo Zihang stretched his hands on the back of the chair, full of strength. Kind of uncle.

  Since the other party knows to look for other people, he should understand that Yan Hua is the site of his Luo Zihang's rule, and now he dare to come and find fault.

   "Luo Zihang, this matter today has nothing to do with you, I am looking for Song Ruye." Zhou Ming hid behind the crowd, was scratched by the eye knives, and couldn't help shrinking his shoulders, showing his position very well aware of the current affairs.

  As Yan Hua's second-year student, he certainly knew the weight of the three words Luo Zihang, and he wouldn't really dare to act at the other party.

   However, he found that as soon as his voice fell, the students in the other seven classes around him looked back and stared at him with idiotic eyes.

   "Huh, trouble him?" Luo Zihang seemed to have heard a big joke. He gestured his position next to him with his fingertips, then raised his voice and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

   Hearing this, Zhou Ming was taken aback and hesitated: "I know he is the top student in your class, but at best he is a stern outsider, Luo Zihang, don't you think you are protecting too much?"

"Outsiders? Excessive?" Luo Zihang felt that his good mood had been exhausted. He stretched out his long legs and slowly stood up, taking the lead with the height of a few meters and eighty meters, his arrogant eyebrows and cold eyes were exposed, and his mouth was violent. In one sentence, "Zhou Ming, see clearly, Song Ruye is my brother, so that's your ancestor!"

  Before the voice fell, the wine bottle on the table had already hit the opponent's head.

   With a crisp bang, the people on Zhou Ming's side hadn't reacted yet. The scumbags from Class 7 had already rolled up their sleeves and worked up.

"Fuck, Zhou Ming, who are you looking for?" The eldest brother from the outside school had to drag the disabled Zhou Ming out of the melee circle after several laps, staring at his **** face with lingering fears, "not to mention it. Teach a nerd? What's the matter with this group of people, just do what they say, and they are so ruthless."

The eyes of Zhou Ming, who was holding his head and opening the bowl, shrank for a while. He didn't dare to show Luo Zihang's identity at all. Song Ruye, they just threw the rat out, look, he is the one sitting over there who dare not make a move."

  Speaking, with his fingertips stretched out, it was easy to find the slender figure who was still sitting at the table in the melee.

   "Damn, it seems that this can only be done." The eldest brother glanced at the situation, cursed in a low voice, grabbed a stool in his hand and rushed towards the boy.

  It’s just that Dahui slapped Dahui halfway before reaching the table.

"I'm going, don't you want to die, right? Song Shen that is our boss's brother, the mascot of our seventh class, do you dare to move?" Dahui's body was straightened, and his huge body shape covered the young man behind him tightly. Yan Shishi, didn't forget to turn around after bragging, dogleg and asked: "Song Shen, don't you get up and move your muscles and bones?"

  The young man’s combat effectiveness has been learned from the first day of enrollment. From another aspect, his actions to stop him are also for the sake of the opponent’s personal safety.

   "No." Qin Qing, who was still holding a bowl, chopsticks and then chopsticks, shook his head, and said elegantly and dignifiedly: "You fight first, wait until I finish eating."

  噗.

  The enemy's troops who were closer were sprayed on the spot as soon as they heard this. So who would have to make an appointment to wait for the meal after the meal? !

But no matter how they smashed them, the people in Class 7 intentionally or unconsciously guarded the boy's surroundings until Qin Qing ate and drank enough, and everything else in the shop was smashed, except that the food in front of her was still intact. .

   What's more, this Xueshen didn't want to move when he was full. He just turned on the phone and started to write questions leisurely. When he was addicted to learning, the surrounding crowd suddenly exclaimed.

   "Ah, get out of here! I will burn anyone who comes, get out of me!"

Qin Qing went to look for his reputation and saw Zhou Ming yelling at the entrance of the store. His hideous expression and the blood on his head formed a crazy image. At this moment, he was holding the gasoline bottle from unknown place in one hand and the lighter in the other. Forcing the melee to end early, everyone took a few steps back.

  Idiot.

  Qin Qing frowned, flicked a sentence on the screen at random, then locked the screen and got up, and then went out.