For someone who can turn a pen into the garbage dump, ten yuan is a lot of money.

He took out his cell phone while walking, intending to send a message to the first day of junior high school and make an appointment to give him the money.

Before the phone was touched, I heard someone beside me shouting in a strange voice: "Boss--"

Yan Hang turned his head to look at it as he followed the sound.

There were two people at the bus stop on the side of the road. After he looked over, both of them quickly turned their heads, looking like they knew nothing.

Yan Hang can't recognize the way, but it's okay to recognize people, let alone have met twice.

Xiao Zaizai No. 1 and No. 2.

When he thought of the first day of junior high school, he looked for a pen in the garbage and black mud, and he was a little irritable. He was so frustrated by the first day of junior high school, and even more so for these classmates who had nothing to do.

He stopped, turned around and walked towards the two of them.

No. 2, who was pretending to be looking at the station sign, touched No. 1 with his arm, and the two of them turned their heads at the same time, probably because they saw him.

When Yan Hang was still a few meters away from them, they turned around and ran away at the same time, and rushed in both directions.

"Fuck me?" Yan Hang quickly picked Xiao Zashu No. 1 and chased after him.
Chapter completed!