When the little fat man heard this, he felt secretly happy: "You know it too late, wait and kneel down and beg for mercy for me!"

As he said that, he added another point of force.

The little meat fist hit Yang Yang's face.

"Don't hit someone in the face!"

With Yang Yang's voice, the fist was caught by his open palm.

It felt like I was clamped with a small steel claw, and I couldn't get in and out.

"Hey, you always fight rules. If you lose your face, how can you see people in the future?" Yang Yang was not angry, more like two children setting rules before playing.

This made the little fat man feel a little confused. He seemed to have known that Qi Siyang was not an easy guy to deal with.

If I really fight with him, I'm afraid I'll suffer a loss.

But I couldn't take my fist back...

Yang Yang looked at the fat man's face starting to flush, and found it very interesting.

"Didn't I say that you should study hard and don't study any gangsters on TV. They have several brothers. Look at you, just a lonely man. Even if you are bullied, no one can avenge you. At that time, tears will be swallowed into your stomach. How pitiful that scene will be. Tsk tsk..."

It seemed as if I felt a little regretful to the fat man, and after saying that, he shook his head gently.

"Tseyang, I think you are new here and I don't have the will to beat you up, but I just want to give you some color. Do you dare to let me go?"

The little fat man actually has no clue, but he still has to say a few harsh words for his own face.

"Okay, I'm also because I'm new here and don't want to be too popular here." Yang Yang said, loosening his fingers.

The little fat man pulled his fist back and glared at Yangyang viciously: "Wait for me!" He said that, and turned around and ran away.

"Hey, why did you run away without even saying thank you? You really don't have a tutor. I won't let you run away so easily when I see you next time."

Yang Yang shouted loudly in the direction where the fat man escaped.

Then he clapped his hands and turned to walk into the classroom.

When he stood at the door of the classroom, he suddenly realized why it became very quiet.

When I looked inside, I saw that several pairs of eyes were staring at me.

Then another stern voice came: "Tseyang! It's been a long time since the class bell rang, why did you come?"

"I……"

Just when Yangyang and the little fat man were fighting, they had already ringed the class bell, but neither of them heard them.

Yang Yang was speechless, just lowered his head and watched one foot draw circles on the ground.

If other teachers were to this class, they might be able to get through this class, but they were not so sure about this woman who was in her fifties.

"'I'm, what 'I'. If you like drawing circles so much, stand behind the classroom and draw slowly, don't delay others from attending class."

"I understand..." Yang Yang lowered his head and walked to the back of the classroom in shame, with his little hand behind him.

I feel a little humiliated, of course I have to blame that little fat man.

If he hadn't been pestering him, this would have been the case.

"Don't stand against the wall! Stand up straight." Another scolding from the head teacher.

He is such an experienced old lady. With such thick lenses, she can still see his movements clearly and scold herself with such confidence.
Chapter completed!