Huang Mao was lying on the ground, his fists clenched tightly, veins appeared on his forehead, and he glared at Huang Hui.
From small to large.......
When did he, who came from a privileged family, have ever been treated like this?
but......
He didn't dare to take advantage of his future diploma to get angry with Huang Hui.
After a moment of silence.
"Just wait for me!"
Huang Mao stood up, said nothing to Huang Hui, and then gritted his teeth and ran ten laps on the playground.
"It doesn't matter who will wait for whom!"
Huang Hui looked at Huang Mao's figure and sneered.
He is a very vindictive person...
Fifteen days is a long time, and there are plenty of opportunities to clean up the yellow hair.
Huang Hui turned around.
The freshmen were all a bit chilled.
They did not expect that Huang Hui would be so bold and dare to punch and kick the new students. This scene also shocked them.
Huang Hui saw the fear in their eyes and smiled with satisfaction.
This is the effect he wants to see.
"I know... you must be unconvinced!"
Huang Hui looked around: "After all, most of the people who can come here are from prominent families, and as far as I know... someone drove a supercar on the first day of reporting, and it was very high-profile.
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"You grew up in fine clothes and fine food, leading a noble life with noble status..."
"But it doesn't work here. Don't think that with such a family background, you can do whatever you want."
Huang Hui chuckled: "No matter how good your family background is, it is of no use to me here, because this is a university, a place for teaching and educating people, not a place for you to show off your family background and attract the attention of girls."
"Even if you are not convinced, hold it in for me. Don't let me see it out. Otherwise, I won't mind. I will educate you for your family so that you can calm down and study with peace of mind."
Huang Hui shouted: "Did you hear that?"
The new students were extremely quiet and did not make any sound.
They all looked at Zhou Xing, who was standing in the last row.
Although Huang Hui's words were directed at all of them, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to understand that it was almost a matter of naming them.
He was clearly heading towards Zhou Xing.
One is an instructor, and the other is a rising freshman with extremely mysterious origins.
They also wanted to know what Zhou Xing's attitude would be like.
If they could suppress the instructor's arrogance, they would definitely raise their hands in approval.
So they all had the mentality of watching a show and were extremely looking forward to what was going to happen next.
Zhou Xing's expression also turned cold.
He has been watching with cold eyes, because of Huang Hui's behavior, sooner or later someone will deal with him. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
So he didn't want to take care of it.
Anyway...he won't appear here again in the afternoon.
But what he didn't expect was that the Huang Hui in front of him did not prepare him to spend a quiet morning.
"Did you hear that?"
Huang Hui raised the volume again.
Everyone looked at Zhou Xing. He frowned and said nothing. The others also chose to remain silent.
"Zhou Xing, get out of the queue!"
There was a coldness in Huang Hui's eyes, and he locked eyes with Zhou Xing, who was standing at the back.
Zhou Xing did not choose to leave, but stood where he was.
With a trace of anger in his eyes, Huang Hui came to Zhou Xing: "I asked you to go out, are you deaf?"
Zhou Xing only glanced at him lightly.
That look that didn't take him seriously at all, hurt Huang Hui's self-esteem deeply.
He came to the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. He came from an ordinary family and seemed out of place among a group of rich young people, which resulted in his low self-esteem.
That’s why Huang Hui chose the instructor team, which has extremely difficult registration conditions.
First time leading a team as a sophomore.
He turned his inner inferiority into anger and vented it all in the military training for freshmen.
Those rich people have become his key targets.
Huang Hui suddenly realized that... those rich people who he could only look up to and look up to were just ordinary people. When facing him, they were even more humble.
Huang Hui's vanity was greatly satisfied.
After that...he became even more aggressive, and the rich and young people also chose to tolerate it, which further fueled his arrogance.
So what if he is a rich man? He has trained him like an obedient dog.
During military training, he was an absolute dictator, controlling everything.
Do whatever you want!
Zhou Xing, he had noticed it a long time ago.
Min Sishi is also the object of Huang Hui's secret love.
On the first day of college, he saw Min Sishi and fell in love with her.
It was just because of his low self-esteem that he never dared to contact Min Sishi. As a result, he didn't even have a word with Min Sishi for three years.
When he saw that Min Sishi took the initiative to pursue Zhou Xing, but was rejected miserably.
He was extremely angry.
Why do these rich people not cherish the things they dream of when they can easily get them?
It further aroused his hatred towards rich people!
When he saw Zhou Xing's name appearing on the list of the phalanx he was responsible for.
Huang Hui was very excited.
He wanted to trample Zhou Xing into the ground and let everyone see, so what if this freshman was number one?
Let Min Sishi see that apart from being rich, Zhou Xing has no qualifications to compare with him.
So the military training hadn't even started yet, so he couldn't wait.
However, his various actions only received a dull look from Zhou Xing.
There was no contempt or contempt in that look.
Some are just light and fluttery, looking down, as if they are just looking at an ant jumping up and down.
He joined the instructor team and spent two years building up his confidence.
All pretense in front of this look was completely useless and was shattered in an instant.
He seemed to be back to the inferior and helpless look he had when he first entered school.
Huang Hui was furious!
"Disobey the instructor's orders and treat military training as child's play!"
Huang Hui roared angrily: "Now, lie down on the ground and do a hundred punch-ups. I want to see your hands bruised and bruised!"
"Who do you think you are?"
Zhou Xing sneered. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person.
Because a person like Huang Hui is just a poor clown, so naturally someone will deal with him.
It wasn't Zhou Xing's turn to take action, and he didn't have the qualifications.
"What?"
Huang Hui was stunned, thinking that he had heard wrongly. Ever since he joined the instructor corps and started military training, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this.
"Wearing a military training uniform and joining the instructor team, do you really think you are a soldier?"
Zhou Xing smiled contemptuously: "Huang Hui, have you forgotten something?"
"You are just an ordinary third-year music student at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. Do you really think that if you wear these clothes for a long time, you will become a real soldier?"