On the roadside next to the Provincial Capital International Sports, Culture and Performing Arts Center.
Several luxury cars are lined up.
Red Ferrari, yellow Lamborghini, gray Koenigsegg, white McLaren...
Like a luxury sports car exhibition, it attracted countless passers-by.
But at this time, I was not far from the luxury car.
But there was a street fight going on.
A short young man wearing a black peaked cap was leading four of his friends to beat another young man.
Punches, kicks, and banging sounds were heard all the time.
The young man who was beaten could only squat on the ground and protect his head with his hands, unable to fight back.
"stop!"
"stop!"
Just when more and more people were watching.
Xu Jie and Lin Lei happened to be passing by with their children.
Saw this scene.
Before Xu Jie and Lin Lei opened their mouths, several loud shouts came from the Zhenzhong campus team members and classmates from Class 9 not far behind them.
Zhou Lu, Liu Peng and others immediately rushed forward, intending to pull away the group of people who were fighting.
"The man wearing the peaked cap and mask looks a bit familiar."
"Hey, when you say that, it sounds familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."
"Looking at your appearance and body shape, why do you look a bit like a prince?"
"Who?"
"Brother Wang Siyuan."
"Go away, I already told you that's not my brother, the name is just a coincidence, do you understand?"
"Fuck!"
"When you put it that way, it seems quite similar."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your young master is beating up passers-by in the street, that's awesome."
“Can you do whatever you want if you have money?”
"So it seems that the row of luxury cars belong to the prince and his companions?"
"Nine times out of ten."
"Aren't they also here to watch the game?"
"Don't make trouble. I've long heard that there is a top-notch club here at the International Sports, Culture and Performing Arts Center in the provincial capital. Now it seems that the rumors must be true."
"Can this be said?"
"Has anyone called the police?"
"Needless to say? I've already reported it."
…
As more people gathered around, they quickly recognized the initiator of the beating.
The short man wearing the black peaked cap and mask was indeed the prince.
Soon, police from a nearby police station arrived at the scene.
The attacker and the person being beaten were taken away directly.
After the passers-by who first discovered the fight told the story, onlookers soon learned what happened.
It turned out that the young man who was beaten was just waiting for a car on the side of the road.
Prince Wang and others saw him pointing his cell phone at them and thought he was taking secret photos.
That's what happened next.
"You are a noble young master, and you have a really bad temper."
"It really perfectly explains the true meaning of the phrase 'I don't want you to feel, I want what I feel'."
"Hahaha, what you said is so insightful."
"Obviously he was just playing with his mobile phone while waiting for the bus on the side of the road, but Mr. Wang was so suspicious that he thought someone was filming him?"
"That's not right. Didn't this prince really like others to take pictures of him? He didn't shy away from going out in public."
"Who knows? Maybe someone said something short in the club just now, and you became angry because of it?"
"Damn it! Your brain circuit is really amazing."
"Anyway, rich people have plenty of solutions, so let's not just sit back and worry about it."
"Yes, yes, those who worry about capitalists are mentally ill."
"Withdraw, withdraw."
…
The crowd of onlookers dispersed while chatting with each other.
Not long after, the roadside had returned to its original purity.
It was as if nothing just happened.
…
The incident on the roadside did not affect the mood of the school team members and Class 9 students.
In the famous Red Maple Leaf Hotel in the provincial capital.
The students feasted and happily celebrated today's victory with the school team members.
"Let's use drinks instead of wine. Congratulations to our school team for making history and winning our first high school league championship trophy!"
Xu Jie held a wine glass in his hand, led Zhou Yutong and his classmates to celebrate the Zhenzhong school team that won the championship.
"Wuhu!"
"Congratulations!"
"It's awesome!"
"We are the champions!"
Amid cheers, everyone raised their glasses.
…
"Li Hu, aren't you going back today?"
"Well, Wu Da knew that I had come to the provincial capital and said that it would be nice for me to report to the Internet Writers Association of our province in China tomorrow."
"Internet Writers Association? How awesome, Huzi!"
"Does this mean joining the Internet Writers Association?"
"Hey, there's no comparison. Huzi is already the most profitable in our Class 9, right?"
"Not necessarily?"
"Rat, Brother Ran, Feishen and the others should be growing explosively soon."
"It hasn't exploded yet, haha."
During the meal, the news that Li Hu wanted to join the Internet Writers Association quickly spread among his classmates.
…
During the dinner, Xu Jie called Senior Brother Wei.
In the basketball gym before, there were too many spectators, and he could not find the seat of the stands where Senior Brother Wei and the others were sitting.
"Senior Brother Wei."
"Ajie, congratulations, hahaha."
Wei Ruquan's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"No matter what, you Zhenzhong is also from our province."
"Everyone is happy for you to be able to win the championship trophy from Tsinghua High School at home."
"I have nothing to do with you."
"I just wanted to ask you to have a meal. You are probably at the celebration party now, right?"
Xu Jie smiled and said:
"Senior Brother Wei, you have nothing to do with me, but I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter, just tell me." Wei Ruquan was a little curious.
"Senior Brother Wei, please pay attention to a boy named Nangong Yi from the experimental junior high school in the provincial capital."
Xu Jie smiled and said:
"If possible, you can try to get in touch with Senior Brother Wei to see if he is willing to take the path of being a sports student."
Hearing Xu Jie's words, Wei Ruquan became interested.
"Ajie, is this kid named Nangong Yi actually a long jump genius?"
Xu Jie was stunned. He did not expect that Senior Brother Wei would misunderstand.
But it doesn't matter.
Accidental collisions may increase the probability of success.
The reason why he didn't approach his two senior brothers who worked in the provincial bureau about this matter.
It's because Chu Xiaoran will definitely be affiliated with Senior Brother Sun in the future, and Liu Yunfei will be of great help to Senior Brother Sui.
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He wanted Senior Brother Wei to get in touch with Nangong Yi, so as to pave the way for future layout and planning.
So Xu Jie replied:
"Senior Brother Wei, I think his physical condition is quite suitable for this path. You should try it out first."
"Okay, I will tell you if there is any news." Wei Ruquan said with a smile.
The two senior brothers chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.
…
It was around 10 o'clock in the evening, and the students from Class 9 returned to Zhongnan.
Many people even excitedly said that they were going to the e-sports room to stay up all night, but Xu Jie knocked them home with a big butt.