Chapter 39: You're Fine, Are You?

"Doesn't this have hands and feet, listen to the tone, you are looking forward to my accident?" Yang Ning laughed evilly.

This little fat man is Yang Ning's tablemate, and he is also a few people who play better, like Nanhu No. 3 Middle School, a key middle school, the quality of academic performance, can often be divided into two camps.

Unfortunately, Yang Ning belongs to the class with poor grades, in the class, he is the kind of grandma who doesn't hurt and uncle doesn't love.

To put it bluntly, if the head teacher is not very responsible, I am afraid that these students who are dragging their feet will go home to study on their own, so as not to harass the top students in the class.

"I care about you so much, as soon as I heard that something happened to you, I didn't think about tea and dinner all day, and I lost a few pounds just because I missed you!" The little fat man looked angry, and seemed to have been greatly wronged.

"Thin?" Yang Ning pinched his chin, shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, are you sure you're really thin?" After speaking, he said suspiciously: "This won't be made up temporarily, right? ”

The little fat man's face couldn't help but turn red, and he didn't know whether he ran over to give it heat, or he was ashamed: "This ...... I'm just not visibly thin. ”

"It's not obvious? This is going to be obvious, am I going to be a violent corpse wilderness?" Yang Ning's eyes suddenly narrowed: "No, I think too highly of you, you can gain a few more pounds if you don't do it." ”

The little fat man was in a hurry at the time, and was about to break his wrist to reason with Yang Ning, expressing that he was very righteous, but a yin and yang strange voice came from behind him: "Yo, I said it looks familiar, it turned out to be you, didn't you have a car accident?" ”

A young man who looked oily walked slowly, followed by two younger brothers on the left and right, they were in the same class as Yang Ning, the only difference was that they had good grades and their family conditions were not bad.

Let's just say that this oily-haired young man, he is the deputy director of the Land Bureau, and he holds real power, and even the principal often talks to him, looking caring.

Yang Ning had a conflict with him, after the sophomore liberal arts and sciences class, they had a physical conflict in a physical education class because of playing basketball.

Obviously, Yang Ning was criticized by the eccentric head teacher, although both parties are responsible for this matter, but people talk about the identity of the son of the deputy bureau all day long, and say that the head teacher, even if it is the teaching director, has to be coaxed.

"Wang Zhizhuan, can't you spit out ivory from your dog mouth early in the morning?" the little fat man hummed.

"Yo, your temper is not small, did you talk to you?" the oily-haired young man sneered: "Zhou Xiaofei, warn you, don't mess with me if you have nothing to do." ”

"Then don't mess with Yang Ning if you're fine!" The little fat man was straightforward, and he didn't take this young man seriously at all.

Wang Zhizhuan's expression became colder, the little fat man was in the same family situation as him, and Lao Tzu was the deputy director of the Land Bureau. Since the end of last year, there has been news that the main bureau will be moved upwards, and the remaining positions will be picked between the two deputy bureaus.

From that moment on, the contradictions between the parents of the two sides have secretly intensified, and as a son, he naturally can't be cowardly. Therefore, others are afraid of Wang Zhizhuan, but the little fat man is not afraid at all.

Wang Zhizhuan didn't like Yang Ning in the first place, and the little fat man was a hardcore with him, which made Wang Zhizhuan even more hostile to Yang Ning.

Every time he seized the opportunity, he would always make sarcastic remarks, trying to provoke Yang Ning's anger, and then hoping for him to do it. At that time, with a rational word, Wang Zhizhuan was confident that the teaching director would punish Yang Ning.

"Zhou Xiaofei, do you have to meddle in my grievances with him?" Wang Zhizhuan's eyes were cold.

"Nonsense, what do you want?" the little fat man began to roll up his sleeves.

"Vulgar, I said I was going to fight?" Wang Zhizhuan looked disdainful.

"Cowardice. The little fat man replied.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, you can't do it, so you think it's a martial arts line?" Wang Zhizhuan's face was even more disdainful: "Why don't you compare in physical education class today? I heard that the men's 1,000-meter run is going to be tested, and a run will determine the winner, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?" The little fat man glanced at Yang Ning with a little weakness, and then saw the ridicule on Wang Zhizhuan's face, and suddenly became annoyed: "Say! How can I compare! I want to frown and blink my eyes, it was raised by a turtle!"

"There is a kind!" Wang Zhizhuan smiled and said: "Ah Yuan and I, for the two of you, the total time is calculated, and the shortest time on both sides is considered to win." ”

The little fat man's face was bitter, although his body was not much, but the load was not small, and he lacked exercise on weekdays, how could he compare with Wang Zhizhuan? What's more, the Ayuan in Wang Zhizhuan's mouth was a sports student, and it was rumored that he was pre-recorded by Jiangning University in advance in the name of special sports enrollment a while ago.

Compared with these two people, it's completely looking for abuse!

The little fat man was about to find an excuse to prevaricate, but Yang Ning spoke: "That's it, but since it's a competition, you have to have some luck, right?"

Still want to come to the lottery?

Wang Zhizhuan felt that he had heard it wrong, and even had a kind of hilarious conflict, secretly saying that this thing should not be hit by a car and be stupid, right?

Looking at Wang Zhizhuan's mocking face, Yang Ning smiled faintly and said, "What's the matter, afraid of losing?"

"I'm going to lose, okay, you're so courageous, I'm optimistic about you. Wang Zhizhuan laughed out loud.

The little fat man's face was a little ugly, and now he thought of it with Wang Zhizhuan, wasn't Yang Ning really stupid when he was hit by a car?

"Don't pick those who have and don't, what is the color head!"

Yang Ning said this very seriously, Wang Zhizhuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed even more rampantly: "Very good, since you are so persistent and courageous, then let's bet, whoever loses, take off his pants and run ten laps in the playground." ”

"That's what you said, don't go back. The corners of Yang Ning's mouth hooked up a touch of arc.

The little fat man on the side was so anxious that his face was red, he wanted to cry without tears, this thing is too cheating, you can die if you want to, but don't be so cheap and drag me into the water!

The thought of taking off his pants and running naked gave the little fat man goosebumps.

"Wang Zhizhuan, let's go, the beauties of our class, you are dressed so sexy today!"

At this time, a few people came, and they didn't bother to look at Yang Ning, so they directly pulled Wang Zhizhuan away.

On the other hand, Wang Zhizhuan's eyes were shining, and he looked like a reincarnation of a color embryo, and he was unusually excited, which made Yang Ning amazed.

"What kind of airplane are these animals doing, and they can be in heat against sows?"

Zhou Xiaofei was still in grief and indignation, and only subconsciously said when he heard the words: "It's the beautiful ...... in our class."

"Wait!"

Yang Ning's eyes widened, and he interrupted: "Fourteen girls, eight with steel teeth, three glasses thicker than a beer bottle, and two are a stack bigger than you, and the last one can be directly moved to the museum as a live specimen of primitive animals, you tell me that there are beautiful women?"

Yang Ning looked at Zhou Xiaofei very seriously: "You're okay, right?"

"You cheat me! How can we outrun Ah Yuan and Wang Zhizhuan!"

The little fat man ignored Yang Ning, and after coming back to his senses, he was angry on the spot, and he almost didn't raise his hand to pinch Yang Ning's neck.

Shame on you!

Even if it wasn't a race, just thinking of running a thousand meters, Zhou Xiaofei's legs trembled unconsciously, and he made up his mind that even if he pretended to have heat stroke, he would never play.

"Pit you?" Yang Ning smiled angrily: "It's always you who hurt people, besides, have you seen me suffer?"