No One Can Bully You

Song Ye became famous after her battle with Tang Meiling in third grade, class five. Nearing the examinations, the nervous atmosphere in the school was as if added with seasoning. The air seemed to be vaguely moving with chaos. Once school ended, some people specifically came around to see this legendary good-looking student.

It was a pity that Song Ye packed her items and left once the bell rang as if she had something on.

Actually, she just returned to the hostel and tidied her stuff to prepare for a run and exercise. After leaving the Song family, she could control her life's schedule on her own. She had to hurriedly strengthen up when she did not need to worry about eating or living.

From afternoon to evening, she jogged around the lake; the evening light shone on the lake surface and reflected on Song Ye's face, adding some sort of glimmer to her face.

In the end, she stopped running near the school. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and wanted to go to the stall at the back to eat dumplings.

When she reached the slope, she saw fighting not far away. No, it was majority bullying the minority—single-sided bullying. The person—getting beaten up—curled his entire big build on the ground and was kicked and punched everywhere, but he refused to beg for mercy.

The other party was older and was clearly someone outside school. At this point, he was done beating him up and used words to mock and attack him. "Hmph, are you afraid yet? If you are, then you should call us 'Master' and crawl under our legs. Then, I'll let you off today. Haha…"

Men could not take the humiliation of going under someone's legs, but this group of people purposely used this to humiliate him.

No matter how dim the light was, and the person on the floor was hugging his head until one could not see his looks. However, Song Ye—who had a good memory—recognized him. The person was Wang Tiechuan.

Without any hesitation, she raised her legs and walked over. Just when the other party was going to spit on Wang Tiechuan, a punch landed on his arrogant face.

"Ah!" The other party screamed in pain and flew a few meters back before landing on the floor and rolling around in agony.

When the other people saw the situation, they immediately hollered in anger. "F*ck! How dare you touch my brother? I'll kill you."

After declaring the war, they started the battle without hesitation. Song Ye treated the entire thing as her exercise: she practiced her body's agility by dodging left and right and then using her strength to attack the other party's Achilles' heels. It seemed like she did not use too much strength, but the punch was deadly.

The other party became more and more fearful as the battle continued. At first, they thought Song Ye was small and thin and must be easier to bully than Wang Tiechuan. When they started fighting, something seemed amiss. Everywhere the person hit was painful as if someone ripped their hearts apart, taking their life away from them. Did this person know black magic?

It was five against one, but Song Ye only practiced for five minutes before the other party turned pale and ran away in fear.

Wang Tiechuan, who was beaten up at first, was dumbfounded. Others might not know, but he knew clearly that the person in front was Song Ye… and was a girl. In the past, she would cry when someone scolded her. Right now, she could pull punches and chase away five muscle men.

"Can you stand up?" Song Ye turned around to look at Wang Tiechuan, who was stunned, but her face was still cold.

However, Wang Tiechuan was still frozen and could not recover his senses. After a long while, he stuttered and swallowed his saliva. "Song… Song Ye?" Was this person possessed by something dirty?

"Mm." Song Ye answered and extended her white palm, meaning she wanted to pull him up.

Wang Tiechuan then recovered his senses and crawled up from the floor on his own. The body—measuring 1.75 meters—was slightly bent as he sheepishly thanked Song Ye. "Thanks for stepping up for me. Your moves are really, really pretty." Yes, it was pretty. Her every move was clean and precise. Along with her good-looking face, it was mesmerizing for some reason.

Song Ye did not reject his comment but remembered what he told her this morning in class. She said lightly, "Be my table mate, and no one can bully you."

Wang Tiechuan was taken aback as he broke into a smile. He wanted to say something else but saw someone behind Song Ye. He then happily waved and shouted, "Brother Xu!"

The footsteps behind came closer, but Song Ye did not turn around. When she was fighting just now, she already felt that people were looking on.

Following the nearing of the breaths, low laughter came over. "Chuanzi, looks like you didn't need me to save you. Where did you meet such a cool brother?"

When he was talking, the person already raised his hand as if he wanted to put his hand on Song Ye's shoulders like they were brothers. Wang Tiechuan's face then changed. Before he could say anything, Song Ye had already grabbed his wrist and twisted it; her accurate force made him moan in pain.

It was also because of this position that made Song Ye see Brother Xu's appearance. She was slightly taken aback; it was actually a familiar face.

Xu Zihang was shocked too and instinctively wanted to fling his arm away, but he found that he could not use any strength. The fingers holding onto his wrist were very cold, and it sent chills down his spine.

Wang Tiechuan was also flustered and hurriedly explained, "Song Ye, don't misunderstand. This is my boss, Xu Zihang, from class one. He didn't have any ill intentions."

Song Ye did not want to put him in a difficult position so she let go of her metallic grip. She was still very calm… even if the other party was upset.

The people behind Xu Zihang were also a little angry. "Chuanzi, what's the matter? Brother Xu only came over to say hi. Is there a need to be so harsh on him?"

"No, no, you don't understand." Wang Tiechuan scratched his head before introducing her. "This is Song Ye, my tablemate. She's a girl."

Uh…

At that moment, everyone was silenced; and even Xu Zihang was dumbfounded. They saw Song Ye attack from the back. Her short hair and charismatic moves—other than the fact that she was a little short, she was handsome beyond words. Everyone instinctively thought that she was a boy.

Xu Zihang turned his head to size Song Ye up and found out that she was especially good-looking. His gaze lowered and landed on… mm, there was a bump.

Hence, the famous Big Brother Xu in Third Middle School was awkward: he thought a girl was a brother and made a big mistake on the streets.

In the end, the few of them said that from an exchange of blows, friendship would grow. They wanted to treat the heroine, Song Ye, to food; and they were just about to visit the dumpling stall.

"Um, if you're not used to this, we can change places." The group of people sat down, and everyone else was coarsely rushing for food to be served. Only Xu Zihang looked at Song Ye sitting there quietly and thought that she did not like to eat here so he asked.

"No, it's fine here." Song Ye's gaze was light, and one could not see her feelings, making him confused.

Xu Zihang frowned slightly and sat down while Wang Tiechuan was more meticulous. "Aiya, Brother Xu, Song Ye has this temper. She's not a bad person; you'll find out when you know her for a while more."

Xu Zihang did not care about her anymore. The few of them bought food and started eating on their own.

Boys ate food faster and were coarser in their movements; only Xu Zihang had a similar speed to Song Ye. Song Ye could tell from his movements and eating mannerism that his background was quite extravagant.

Just that she did not understand why he was hanging out with a bunch of gangsters.

After eating, it was time to say goodbye; but the few boys were all curious about Song Ye and invited her to play basketball.

After thinking for a while, Song Ye nodded. "If there's a fight, then there would be winners and losers. If there's winning and losing, then there must be rewards and punishments. Let's have a bet."