Chapter 22 – Speech

Ma Xiaoding was still in a daze when he walked out of the corridor, acting like he'd been the one who'd dominated the scene just now as he told his little follower brothers to prop up a lifeless Zhu Zhixing.

He followed attentively behind Song Yu, and his calls of 'Brother Yu' was particularly clear and loud. It was like he wanted everyone on the street to hear it.

Song Yu was annoyed by his antics, "What are you doing?"

He hadn't even started settling accounts with Ma Xiaoding––if he hadn't come today, would Ma Xiaoding have led his little brothers to find Chen Zhijie and sent themselves to get beaten?

Ma Xiaoding had no self-awareness at all, "Brother Yu! Why did you let that group of people go just now! Didn't you see how disgusting they were at the start? And your fight today! We're now completely, thoroughly famous on Linqing Street! School bullies are nothing––we're the father of this street! Such prestige!"

Song Yu: "..."

Only little brats would look for fights everywhere.

He couldn't bear it anymore and said coldly, "How many times do I have to tell you? I'm here to learn."

Ma Xiaoding grew very aggrieved from his stare and finally quieted down.

As they walked on, Ma Xiaoding suddenly found that the scenery around them was familiar, "Ah, how come we're going in the direction of our junior high school."

Song Yu was too lazy to deal with him.

Jingcheng No.1 High was very close to the experimental junior high school.

They left Linqing Street and went around two blocks.

After all this, it was already nearing evening. The afterglow of dusk coated the high-rise buildings, shining on the school fence between an allee of trees, the orange light gentle and brilliant. There was a snack street across the school, and the fragrance could be found ten miles away.

Experimental Junior High had also started school.

It wasn't easy for outsiders to enter, but Song Yu didn't plan to go in.

He had a deep impression of a particular plot point in <Gentle Control>.

He went straight down the street.

There was an alley at the back entrance of the school with a very big tree planted there, which was shaped a bit like an upside down heart. Because of this, students called it a 'love tree'. The 'love tree' grew against the wall, and it had become a sacred place for students, old and new.

The wall next to the tree was covered with colorful graffiti. It was full of love confessions and anniversary dates. Of course, it wasn't just love. It was also a wall for the students from the school to vent; hate, jealousy, pressure, and all sorts of negative emotions were left carved on it.

Vague words could be seen, like 'A certain someone, I like you', 'The teacher from Class X is disgusting', 'I'm so angry, XXX is a bitch'. However, the most striking thing was a line of text written at the top with a red pen.

"Xie Sui's mother is a prostitute."

There were people who'd written question marks below the statement, some who'd added to the situation by following up with 'hahaha's and similar comments. It was both extremely innocent and extremely evil.

It was here.

Song Yu had a clear impression of this place.

Because this place was a key plot point in <Gentle Control>. Gong #1 had heard about this place from others and used it to get close to Xie Sui.

This wall was on the way to school for Xie Sui.

Seeing it every day, day after day, revisiting this humiliation and ridicule, written in scarlet, blood red letters. He'd tried to clear up his past, explained it, yelled it, but it was all useless. Any resistance or cover up made him guilty in the eyes of outsiders and, over time, it had become an increasingly accepted 'truth'.

Ma Xiaoding knew about this area, the love tree and the confession wall. However, in his opinion, it was nothing but a place for little girls to vent their emotions, and he didn't care about it at all as a school bully.

He kicked up a fuss.

"Brother Yu, why do you know about this place?"

Song Yu's footsteps came to a stop beneath the tree. He looked up at the colorful wall full of graffiti, ignoring Ma Xiaoding as he looked at Zhu Zhixing, who'd already been scared to the point of having weak knees and trembling lips.

His face didn't hold much expression and his tone was light, "Is this place familiar?"

For Zhu Zhixing, who'd been scared the whole way over, this sentence was the last straw that crushed the camel's back. He completely collapsed, kneeling on the ground to cry and wail, "I was wrong! Big brother, I was wrong! I wasn't the only one who wrote these words, big brother, I'll tell you their names, please let me go!"

His small eyes were red and he was so scared he was shedding tears. He was really afraid that he'd be killed here by Song Yu. When he turned his head and saw Xie Sui, it was like he'd seen hope. He crawled over on his knees and reached out to tug at Xie Sui's trousers, "Xie Sui! We grew up together in the same neighborhood, I'm just someone who likes to run their mouth and I say things randomly, but if I ask myself honestly, I really haven't done anything to you. Please help me out! Xie Sui! Your grandmother knows me! We're all neighbors, please save me!"

Not just Song Yu, but even the oblivious Ma Xiaoding was about to die from anger at his shamelessness.

He kicked Zhu Zixing on the buttocks, "Just based on those f*cking things you did in junior high! You'll already be lucky if Xie Sui doesn't kill you!"

Zhu Zhixing's tears were like streams down his face, his words incoherent, "I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I was wrong! Big brother, let me go! I want to go home! Xie Sui! Xie Sui! Help me say something!"

Song Yu ignored him and tilted his head towards Xie Sui.

Xie Sui stood in the shadow beneath the leaves. He looked up at the words on the wall, his peach blossom eyes cold and deep.

His expression was half shadowed, and indecipherable.

A long time later, Xie Sui's lips moved, and he smiled.

It was just that it made everyone present feel an inexplicable sense of danger.

Song Yu was also stunned.

He felt that Xie Sui's smile just now was very strange, just like his dream of the man in a windbreaker who'd been holding a gun.

The same kind of boredom and indifference.

Zhu Zhixing didn't speak, but his face was covered in tears as he knelt on the concrete floor, staring dazedly at the youth who walked up to him.

Xie Sui took two steps forward on his long legs, then leaned forward slightly. Beneath his short hair, his black eyes were narrow and cold. The smile on the corner of his lips was faint, and it was unclear if it was joy or anger.

Zhu Zhixing shivered, his entire person stunned silly.

Ma Xiaoding seemed to want to open his mouth and say something useless, but Song Yu stepped on his shoes, causing him to suck in a cold breath and swallow all his words back in.

Zhu Zhixing thought that he would be punched to the ground or kicked over, but the scene of bloody violence in his mind didn't happen.

From above, there was nothing but the youth's cold command, "Wipe it off."

Zhu Zhixing froze briefly from ecstasy. He didn't have time to deal with his tears and snot, "Yes! Yes! I'll definitely wipe this wall clean, Xie Sui, I'll never trouble you again in the future, and I'll control my mouth from now on!"

He got up too quickly and twisted his foot. His eyebrows pulled together, but it didn't affect the joy on his face at all. He limped over and crouched at the wall happily and started wiping with his own clothes and saliva. Halfway through, he felt that it was too slow and started scraping at it directly with his hands, not concerning himself with whether or not he was grinding off his nails.

Ma Xiaoding was left dumbfounded; this brat had been let off just like this. He hated iron for not becoming steel, "Xie Sui, this piece of shit treated you like that in junior high; if you don't dare to do it yourself, I can help you beat him up."

Song Yu felt that Ma Xiaoding was really useless when it came to thinking, "Is there nothing in your mind except for fighting?"

Ma Xiaoding felt wronged and aggrieved, "..."

Brother Yu, do you really feel like you can say that to me?

Xie Sui's eyes were on the wall.

It was unknown what he'd recalled after crossing through time and space.

Song Yu pretended to be casual and asked him, "Is that it?"

Xie Sui's gaze landed on his pale face.

The anger and coldness that had been triggered by this familiar place melted when faced with Song Yu's eyes.

After a while, he smiled slightly.

"Mm. Let the past remain in the past."

But cold words flowed in his heart––how could that be.

Song Yu wanted to make Zhu Zhixing shut up for good, but in the final analysis, it was also for the sake of helping Xie Sui untie the knots in his heart from the past.

In the original work, Gong #1 had led Xie Sui here and ordered his subordinates to erase that line of text in front of his eyes.

Now, Song Yu simply brought Zhu Zhixing to this place.

The person who wrote it should be the one who erased it.

The causes and effects of this grievance and resentment could be wrapped up.

"Did you guys have a class group? For junior high."

Song Yu turned his head to ask Ma Xiaoding.

Ma Xiaoding thought for a while and then shook his head firmly, "No!"

The younger brother behind him was surprised, his head filled with confusion, "What do you mean, no? Brother Ma, did you forget? When the group was first made, you were the most aggressive one there and had to kick up a fuss about everything! As a result, the class monitor was scared into tears in the middle of the night because of your profile picture and you were kicked out the next day."

Ma Xiaoding: "..."

Song Yu looked at him.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Ma Xiaoding's younger brother noticed something was wrong after the fact, "I… Did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

The corner of Song Yu's lips twitched, "You didn't. Thank you."

The younger brother: "??!!!"

What should he do?! After getting a compliment from Brother Yu, he felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.

Song Yu walked forward towards the wall.

Zhu Zhixing stiffened as soon as he approached. He even stopped breathing.

Song Yu was taller than him, and he stood up straight.

He lifted his head, looking up at the graffiti beneath the love tree. His voice was distant, "Why did you target Xie Sui like that in junior high."

Zhu Zhixing's fingers trembled, his small eyes staring in front of him.

Messy lines of text, childish patterns.

Why had he targeted Xie Sui… probably, it was all due to jealousy. He was good looking, had good grades, and the people he tried his best to please only paid attention to Xie Sui. In the narrow building corridors, amidst endless cursing and swearing that took place every day, there were also the hateful discussions about Xie Sui's mother. Malice was born, and false information was spread. He'd gotten used to it after a long time.

But it was now too late to say all of that.

Zhu Zhixing's brain was blank. He'd been frightened by Song Yu in the billiards hall, and now the fear still lingered in his mind.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive today.

Tears came down again and he cried in a hoarse voice.

"I was wrong, big brother, I was wrong, I won't talk nonsense again in the future, really."

Song Yu: "Tell him why."

Zhu Zhixing's nose was red, his eyes tearful as he looked at him, not understanding what he wanted.

Song Yu continued, "Junior high class group. Maybe he really doesn't care, but this is a long overdue apology that you guys owe him."

For Zhu Zhixing, this night was really a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.

His spirit was tense, his limbs stiff.

What people feared most was always the threat of the unknown.

Fear and regret flooded his mind, tearing through his thoughts.

He was scared out of his wits, standing alone by the wall as he scraped off the words bit by bit, his fingertips hurt and bleeding, but he didn't dare stop.

"Let's go, it's almost seven."

Song Yu turned away.

Ma Xiaoding was still indignant, "Brother Yu! Are we just going to let him go like that?"

Song Yu glanced at him, "You beating him up won't be as effective as this in teaching him a lesson."

Ma Xiaoding choked and thought of Zhu Zhixing's scared silly expression as he stood in front of the wall. He had to shut up.

It seemed like there was some truth there, and Zhu Zhixing, this fool, had better not think about going home tonight. Just let him stay there.

Song Yu and Xie Sui walked ahead.

The September night wind was dry and hot. The earth was an orange red, and the sky was gradually darkening white the high buildings cast shadows over the world. There were many camphor trees planted on both sides of the road, and the leaves on the ground danced with the wind.

Song Yu quietly turned his head over to look at Xie Sui.

Although he'd issued a challenge and beat people up today, and his movements had been like floating clouds and flowing water, in retrospect, he felt a little uncertain.

Now that he'd done this––would Xie Sui really be happy?

In fact, there were some things that weren't suited to being recalled and brought up again and again.

Song Yu frowned briefly.

Xie Sui walked on in silence, his thin lips pursed, his side profile beautiful and cold. He didn't speak, and it gave people the feeling that he was very difficult to approach.

Xie Sui was thinking about things.

He wasn't Song Yu, who would get over things after beating others up. If he really made a move, even if he didn't have the identity of Young Master Xiao from City A, he would still be able to make Zhu Zhixing's family fall into darkness forever.

"Are you angry?"

After hesitating for a long time, Song Yu still chose to tilt his head and ask what he'd been thinking.

Xie Sui's thoughts were interrupted. He was a little surprised, then drew his brows together and asked lightly, "Why would you ask that."

When Song Yu wasn't beating people up, he really didn't look like a school bully at all.

His eyelashes curled up, his pupils were clear, and he looked incredibly well-behaved and delicate.

Song Yu thought about it, and his reply was very honest.

"I brought you to this place on my own initiative, but maybe you hadn't wanted to come back. I'm sorry."

Xie Sui's steps paused. He tilted his head to look at him, his dark eyes holding some amusement and gentleness that even he wasn't aware of, but his voice retained its tranquility.

"You're actually apologizing to me for that?"

Song Yu hesitated, "I think that there are some things from the past that you might not want to have others know about."

Not everyone liked to tell others about their misery.

The smile on Xie Sui's lips deepened.

Really cute.

However, Song Yu's words were correct.

There were many past events that he didn't want to recall or share.

The place they went to today.

If anyone other than Song Yu had been the one to bring him here.

The results would be very different.

A trace of deep meaning flashed through Xie Sui's eyes.

He thought of his last life.

His childhood wasn't a secret in A City's upper class society. Many people, particularly women, looked for clues on his life everywhere in order to piece together a silhouette of his miserable childhood life, using it to get in front of him and express their care, tenderness, and love, attempting to get closer with an attitude of 'I understand you'.

In reality.

It was like digging their own grave.

Xie Sui smiled faintly, "I'm not angry."

Because it's you.

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Even after reading the original story, he still didn't feel that he knew Xie Sui.

"It's good that you're not angry."

So then, it was like saying a complete goodbye to the past.

He'd tossed his things to Ma Xiaoding to hold, leaving only a packet of mints on Song Yu's body.

He opened up the package and took out a transparent blue candy. He placed it into his mouth, then took out another one and passed it to Xie Sui, asking, "Do you want one?"

He'd just been sharing it subconsciously and soon remembered that Xie Sui had rejected him last time.

"Oh, right, you don't eat––" The word 'candy' arrived at his throat but didn't come out.

Song Yu eyes opened wide and he watched in a daze as Xie Sui took the mint from his hand.

???

He was stunned for a while, and he also asked very directly, "Don't you not eat candy?"

Xie Sui smiled, "I want to try it. I feel that it should taste very sweet."

Song Yu sucked on the candy in his mouth and muttered, "Mints aren't sweet."

*

When they arrived back at No.1 High, it was just two minutes before 7PM.

It was just that when they went back to Class One, there was nobody there.

Ma Xiaoding called Xi Bowen. After understanding the situation, he hung up the phone and was brimming with anger as he said, "Damn it! Brother Yu, I feel like our class teacher is targeting you! We aren't even late! But she went ahead and left early, even purposely leaving a snide remark and saying that you're not here to study but to stir up shit, leading students astray on the first day! Damnit! What's her problem!"

Song Yu curved his lips briefly and wasn't bothered by it, "If she doesn't take us there, we'll go over by ourselves."

The rebellion in Ma Xiaoding's bones started to move sluggishly, "Brother Yu, you're still going?! She's already given up on us. Why don't we go to the internet cafe instead? Let me tell you, the boss was talking to me and pushing a new online game called Extreme Owl Mania. It sounds really interesting."

Song Yu didn't care about the 'school bully' or 'street bully' titles that sounded really poser-like, but he was very dedicated to the title of 'study god'.

They all picked up their handbooks and headed to the auditorium. After he heard Ma Xiaoding's words, Song Yu turned around and smacked him on the head with it.

"She gave up on you, so you'll just go ahead and give up on yourself? What kind of logic is that. Get your ass to the auditorium. Xie Sui's giving a speech as the freshman representative."

Ma Xiaoding got beaten then slapped himself on the forehead as he suddenly saw the light and realized, "Oh, right! Xie Sui is going up on stage. Brother Yu, you and Xie Sui should go first. I'll go and find my younger brothers and buy some glow sticks first! We have to do a good job! The momentum is going to be enough to take down 100 enemies with a single person!"

Song Yu: "???"

But he had no chance to stop him. Ma Xiaoding had already run outside.

"..." Song Yu turned to Xie Sui and said, "In fact, he calls me Brother Yu, but I don't acknowledge it."

No.1 High School's auditorium was quite close to the teaching building.

It was very large and could hold thousands of people inside, but Song Yu had run straight to the back stage.

After all, Xie Sui still needed some time to prepare.

On the way over.

Song Yu tried to find something to talk about and chanted like a mantra, "Don't be nervous don't be nervous don't be nervous don't be nervous don't be nervous."

Xie Sui deliberately wanted to tease him. His dark eyes drooped to half mast and he lowered his gaze, smiling, "What should I do if I get stage fright?"

Song Yu was put on the spot.

He stopped, took out his cell phone, and went to look it up on baidu, "Wait a minute."

Xie Sui really waited.

Song Yu read off baidu, "The causes of stage fright are related to the adequacy of preparation, familiarity with the audience, and the size of the audience. I see."

Inspiration hit. Song Yu turned off the screen and said to Xie Sui, "This time, I'll definitely sit in the most prominent position. You'll be able to see me as soon as you look up, and you just have to treat everyone else like air and make your speech to me. It should be easier when you're facing someone you know."

He managed to amuse Xie Sui. His lips curved, and he said meaningfully, "Alright, I'll treat them like air. My eyes only have you."

"..."

Song Yu always felt that something wasn't right.

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Starting at 7 o'clock, there will be a round of student performances, followed by a long speech by the principal and school leaders, and finally representatives of the freshmen, leaving Xie Sui a lot of time. When I entered, the student meeting happened to be looking for Xie Sui, leaving Song Yu alone on the stool in the dressing room, bored playing with his mobile phone.

Ma Xiaoding snapped photos with him.

He sent all the cheering stuff he could see in the supermarket.

That kind of exaggerated dying light stick, luminous bracelet, bracelet, headband, and big horn.

More excessive.

Ma Xiaoding photographed him a screaming chicken.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: Yu brother! how about this! This is loud! ]

Song Yu: "..."

Fed up.

[Your husband Yu: Get out]

[Your husband Yu: Do you dare to bring that back to you, you are done]

With that heart-piercing cry, he didn't want to be implicated and driven out.

[Sadako does not forget the man who digs the well: [Bite your hand] [為謝巴巴]]

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: [Cry][Cry][Cry]]

No longer care about Ma Xiaoding.

Song Yu simply went to the forum to play.

Today's forum at Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School is still very exciting.

The hottest post is about Xie Sui.

[Guess who is the freshman representative of the Orientation Conference? ]

Main building: Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

1l: lz saliva wipe (pass paper towel)

2l: Needless to say! ! ! I can guess too! ! ! ! ! !

3l: Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Hey ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, I am crazy with you!

4l: I bought all the fucking telescopes! Just to watch me thank God for my beauty! Don't stop me from anyone.

5l: Don't tell me, the senior sister of high school asked me to buy a ticket at 700, but I don't agree! !

6l: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Let me scream for a few hours! He will definitely have more fans after tonight, my brother is no longer the only one who cried so loudly.

7l: Sister on the 6th floor wake up and move bricks. When is he only you?

...

After all, it is a student forum, not a gathering place for girls. Such a title was another hot post, and soon straight men began to enter the venue.

254l: Do you still have to guess? Isn't it the first person who speaks every year? [Punch nose][Punch nose]

255l: Tsk, what style of painting is upstairs, so frustrated?

256l: Two eyes and one nose, I really don't think Xie Sui is more handsome than me. [Tan Shou] [Tan Shou].

The 256th floor caused a carnival on its own.

257l: Pure passerby, I really don't think Xie Suishai.

258l: Pure passerby +1, I think Xie Sui looks very ordinary, just like a normal passerby.

259l: Pure passerby +2, only I think he is weak? Girls have a really strange aesthetic, I have eight pack abs, do you want to watch it?

Song Yu drooped his eyelids, sneered at the corners of his lips. He looked boring anyway, so he boarded the number and added a sentence below the sentence structure.

260l Your husband Yu: Pure handsome guy, I think Xie Sui and I are 50-50

"..."

After a long silence.

The forum exploded again.

1261l:? ? ? ! !

1262l: Damn me? ! ! Am I blind? ! I actually saw Brother Yu's reply in Xie Shen's building? !

1263l: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

1264l: What good will I do to you if Brother Yu laughs to death?

1265l: Focus on what are you doing! ! Brother Yu said to thank God five or five times, ah ah ah, husband, I know you won't let me down.

1266l: Brother Yu confesses his status as a handsome guy, so I'm grateful, so let's rest. Thank God for not explaining [smile]

1267l: xswl blew himself up as a handsome guy.

Song Yu was too lazy to look behind and poked it out.

Go see other posts.

According to his own bloody identity.

I will definitely jump out of the back.

He was just being bored, just helping Xie Sui to say something, not wanting to deal with the sneer.

Probably he appeared once in Xie Sui's post. Many new posts appeared on the forum instantly, asking him by name, asking him about his relationship with Xie Sui, or asking him to take photos, confess, or insult him.

Song Yu answered according to his mood.

[Name a Yu, idiot! moron! Don't you fucking think that you are awesome and prestigious, in fact, in the eyes of others, you are nothing. ]

3l Your husband Yu:? Don't talk nonsense, isn't I a good shot in the eyes of others.

4l: Hahahahahahahaha

5ll: Puff ha ha ha ha ha I almost laughed off my phone and hit the head teacher on the head!

Most of the shouts were girls.

[Yu brother Yu brother! You hate you today, do you know it! Pleasant, never get tired of [shy][shy]]

[Here is the handsome guy? Look at the photo]

[Husband husband! ! I want to confess to you! ! ! ]

For this, Song Yu——

1. Probably, ignore, ignore.

Sit down the title of "a scumbag man cruel and ruthless".

Turning his finger up, Song Yu clicked on the hottest post again.

Ignoring the bloody storm centered on him, his gaze fell suddenly and he condensed.

Landed on a very inconspicuous floor.

Submerged in the tide of reply, the name of the layer master caught his attention.

"Long live the Ci brother": A group of nasty critics, who is the representative of the new students, is still uncertain.

Song Yu's eyes were cold.

After a while, Xie Sui came out from the inside, still holding the speech draft in his hand, but a teacher stood beside him, telling him what it was.

Xie Sui leaned against the wall, looked down, and listened quietly without saying a word.

Next to Song Yu was a member of the student union responsible for running the venue. The girl, with double pony tails, was so angry that the balloon in her hand burst: "What is it! The previous rules are not always the first to give a speech in the high school entrance examination? What does it mean to suddenly change people? ."

Song Yu closed the phone and stuffed it into his pocket.

... Wang Ci.

At this time, there was a sharp and noisy scream from the door. It was the kind of whistle that elementary school students like to buy.

Ma Xiaoding and his little brothers, with one hand in their mouths.

Blowing while walking, holding a bunch of shiny things in his hands.

It attracted everyone's attention along the way.

The sharp-eyed Ma Xiaoding saw Song Yu at a glance and happily blew his whistle twice, "beep-" "beep-", then took it down, beckoned, and shouted: "Brother Yu! Brother Yu! Look at me! We're home! "

Song Yu: "..."

day! I don't know you!

He walked forward and went to Xie Sui's direction.

The teacher was talking dry, explaining the reason to Xie Sui, and suddenly seeing Song Yu coming over, he choked with his preparation, his head stuck for a second.

"Teacher, I heard that you are changing people?"

Song Yu was straightforward and didn't go round.

The teacher who was already stuck in his head was even more confused. Wiping the sweat with his sleeve, he actually admired Xie Sui very much, otherwise he wouldn't waste so much tongue to help him.

He just couldn't help it because of the sudden substitutions arranged above. Not to mention the King of Jingcheng, he can't afford to offend the school leaders alone.

"This... originally Xie Sui was supposed to be on stage, but after thinking about it later, maybe it would be more suitable for Wang Ci to give a speech on stage. The important thing for the freshman ceremony is to give the students a good start... Wang Ci has been there. I have seen a lot of people and things in many places, and I don't need to say those official words, it can even more inspire the atmosphere. I..."

The teacher stumbled, and his voice weakened as he met Song Yu's gaze.

The door was opened, and Wang Ci walked out of the dressing room. After putting on makeup, the already greasy face looks even more nauseating. He was still wearing a suit and a bow tie. He smiled meaningfully when he saw Song Yu and Xie Sui. Holding a brand-new speech draft in his hand, his eyes were full of lofty jokes: "What are you discussing around here?"

The teacher was miserable.

Wang Ci's gaze crossed Song Yu and looked at Xie Sui. In his small eyes, his gaze was cloudy and disgusting, and the flesh on his face was crowded with a smile.

"I can't do a temporary replacement. The school arranges it? But you have been preparing for that long-or, let's go on stage together?"

Ma Xiaoding and the others have gathered around.

Seeing this scene, I was also stupid. What's the matter, why did Brother Yu fuck with this fat man again?

It's just that no one in the audience listened to the king's speech.

Song Yu glanced lightly at Wang Ci, who was squeezed in his suit, then looked at the teacher, sneered coldly: "Does the school really want him on stage?"

The teacher wiped his sweat silently and was helpless: "Yes, the school arrangement must make sense. Student Wang Ci must be able to say something new and interesting."

"Yes." Song Yu took out his cell phone and started to make a call. He smiled, "For example, how to raise pigs to get rich?"

"..."

ruthless.