Song Yixiang and others subconsciously turned their heads, and then they saw Zhang Ye, Liu Yanan and Tang Ru wearing No. 1 Middle School uniforms, walking towards them, with a somewhat unkind look on their faces.

Zhang Ye and the other two came all the way to Song Yixiang and others, standing there, holding their heads slightly raised, their eyebrows standing up, and they looked a little fierce, staring at Song Yixiang, which was quite a bit like he was about to take action if he had a disagreement.

Seeing Zhang Ye and the others' actions, the boys who had originally surrounded Liu Siying and refused to let her leave also turned around and stared at Zhang Ye and the others without showing any weakness, with a hint of alert in their eyes.

Song Yixiang looked up and down at Zhang Ye and the others, and saw that the shoes worn by Zhang Ye and the others were not more than 300 yuan in total, and the shoes they wore would not cost more than 300 yuan, and they could not even buy half of the pair of shoes on their feet.

Seeing this, Song Yixiang's face suddenly showed a sneer: "Yeah, heroes save beauty, but are you qualified enough!"

"That's right, what's wrong with No. 1 Middle School? What's so awesome about it!"

"Do you know Song Yixiang from No. 2 Middle School? That's it!"

After Song Yixiang finished speaking, the boys around him also started to shout with their necks on their necks. After saying that, they still laughed unscrupulously.

Second Middle School is also a key middle school in Langya, but compared with the provincial key of No. 1 Middle School, it is still slightly worse. The students of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School have always looked incompatible when they meet, and no one is convinced.

"Fuck, who is Song Yixiang? I don't know him!" Seeing the students from No. 2 Middle School look so arrogant, Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes and said bluntly.

On the other hand, Liu Yanan obviously had a look of concern on her face: "Zhang Ye, I seem to have heard of Song Yixiang. I heard that the family is quite rich!"

"Hmph, no matter how rich you are, can you compare to Wang Qiangsheng?" Hearing Liu Yanan's words, Zhang also replied directly, or because Wang Qiangsheng's performance in the class was harmless, he subconsciously felt that these rich children were actually nothing.

The conflict here gradually attracted the attention of many people, especially those artists from Langya No. 1 Middle School. After all, there are quite a few people who know Zhang Ye, and they come around one by one to see what happened.

It has to be said that although these high school students are very naive, they all have a bit of loyalty to the enemy. The most shameful thing is that people from other schools bully the people from their own schools.

However, under this situation, Song Yixiang still had no fear and stood there with a sneer on his face, as if he did not take these No. 1 Middle School students into consideration.

When he was in No. 2 Middle School, he was a powerful figure. Why did he have to shrink his tail when he came to No. 1 Middle School?

"That's Song Yixiang from No. 2 Middle School!" There were always a few "informed" students in the crowd. After recognizing Song Yixiang's identity, they immediately looked surprised on their faces.

After all, not everyone is as simple as Zhang Ye and the others.

"Forget it, it's Song Yixiang from No. 2 Middle School. We can't afford to offend him!" Some people had already retreated, and at the same time pulled their friends around them and prepared to leave.

There are also some people who have a wide range of friendships with Song Yixiang, who have a little bit of friendship, and then walked over and said to Song Yixiang: "Song Yixiang, I didn't expect you to repeat the school in No. 1 Middle School. In the future, everyone will be classmates, otherwise, forget it!"

While saying that, he gently pulled Zhang Ye and the others on the shoulders, signaling Zhang Ye and the others not to continue.

To be honest, Zhang did not take Song Yixiang seriously at first, but as more and more people were around, and when the exclamations and discussions about Song Yixiang sounded from time to time in the crowd, he felt a little faint, but the young man's strong self-esteem still drove him to stand there with a bit of bullet.

When Song Yixiang saw the person who spoke, he knew him. Although he didn't take him to heart, his face still showed a faint smile of a winner: "Okay, today is the first day of school. I will give you this face. I won't care about this matter!"

Seeing that Song Yixiang was so easy to talk and was not as unreasonable as he was afraid of, the boy who was pleading subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and many people in the crowd also felt relaxed to avoid having to have a conflict with Song Yixiang.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's go back quickly. We're going to gather soon!" Someone said to Song Yixiang and others, with a friendly smile on his face, and the atmosphere seemed to have become extremely harmonious for a moment, as if the tense look just now was completely different.

Zhang Ye and others quickly followed the crowd and headed towards the art school.

But after hearing the man's words, Song Yixiang was not moved at all. Instead, he turned around and continued to look at Liu Siying: "Classmate, just tell me your name, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight. You are the culprit of my insomnia!"

Looking at Song Yixiang's faint smile, although he looked handsome, Liu Siying subconsciously took two steps back.

Although he didn't know what his family was doing, Liu Siying could tell from the attitudes of the first middle school students just now that the family background of the person named Song Yixiang in front of him must be not simple.

But although Song Yixiang looked a little handsome, Liu Siying subconsciously didn't want to have anything to do with him. Perhaps it was because the look he looked at him made her feel uncomfortable!

I couldn't leave, and I didn't want to say it. For a moment, Liu Siying was really in a dilemma.

Seeing this scene, although the students of No. 1 Middle School who just left were a little unhappy, thinking about Song Yixiang's identity, they could only hide the discomfort deeply, and dare not speak out.

Song Yixiang stood there, looking at Liu Siying with a smile on his face, with a certain expression in his eyes, as if he had already been able to eat Liu Siying, and the boys around him were also malicious smiles.

Just when Liu Siying was a little at a loss, a sound of engine came over. Then, as everyone subconsciously turned their eyes, a white car passed through the school gate and drove straight towards him. The domineering peanut-shaped headlights and the eye-catching three-pointed star sign on the hood all illustrate its noble identity.

"Damn, Mercedes-Benz, it's true that it's worthy of being No. 1 Middle School. The leader of this school is really rich and powerful!" Seeing the Mercedes-Benz driving slowly, Song Yixiang couldn't help but say amazed.

The students of Langya No. 1 Middle School over there were also a little surprised on their faces. They knew that the bus of the school leader was just an old Audi 100, and they could actually drive in Mercedes-Benz. It seems that they are some big shots!

However, this Mercedes-Benz is Mercedes-Benz. Compared to the Audi 100, just by looking at its appearance, it is already in the sky and the ground. I don’t know what it feels like to sit inside!

Just as everyone was gaze and envious, the white Mercedes-Benz slowly drove over, not fast, but suddenly stopped when passing by them.

What's wrong?

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz that suddenly stopped in front of them, Song Yixiang and others were a little confused. Then, in their confused eyes, the ink-colored car window slowly lowered. Immediately, a figure in a school uniform in No. 1 Middle School was exposed, looking at Liu Siying who was blocked by them with a calm expression on his face, and said softly: "Liu Siying, if you don't leave, you will be late!"

The person in the car was actually... Bai Ningyuan!

Zhang Ye and others, not far away, suddenly widened their eyes, looking disbelief...

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