"Are you okay?" Ye Xingchen ignored the people lying on the ground and kept wailing, and ignored the people watching the fun in the bar. Instead, he came to the young man and said softly that he was often bullied by others in his previous life, and he seemed to see his former self from the young man.

"I...I'm fine..." The young man stood up in a daze, and the fear in his eyes had not yet receded.

"It's fine. Go to school well. You didn't come to these places?" Ye Xingchen said angrily, and had regained his nature.

"Thank you... Thank you, Ye Xingchen!" The young man said timidly, causing Ye Xingchen, who was originally about to leave, to stop.

"Oh? Do you know me?" Ye Xingchen was very confused. He just entered Yunlong High School today. How did this guy know him?

"I...I...I am Luo Xiaojun from Class 7, Grade 1!" Under Ye Xingchen's sharp gaze, Luo Xiaojun finished speaking hesitantly. Ye Xingchen was in the limelight today, and it was difficult not to know him.

"Oh, that's how you're here to do?" Ye Xingchen nodded. It turned out that he was a classmate, and he had a good relationship and would be considered a way to take care of him in the future.

"I'm working here?" After seeing Ye Xingchen's bloody methods, Luo Xiaojun answered honestly.

"Working?" Ye Xingchen was puzzled. Yunlong High School is the most expensive private school in Jinghai City. Students studying in it are either rich or noble. How could they work outside?

"Well, my family is not in good condition. Although the school has reduced my tuition and miscellaneous fees, my mother is sick now and needs a lot of money to treat the disease. My father's salary is not enough. I want to earn some money to help my mother treat the disease, so..." Luo Xiaojun said honestly. Ye Xingchen finally understood that in order to improve the reputation of the school, he has dug many students with good grades from other schools. Not only does it reduce tuition, but some also have to subsidize living expenses. Luo Xiaojun is one of them.

"Oh, you are so seriously injured now, so don't go to work. You can use this little money to treat your mother first. If it is not enough, come to me?" Ye Xingchen learned about Luo Xiaojun's situation and took out a couch of money from his arms, at least tens of thousands of dollars, and handed it to Luo Xiaojun. Anyway, the old man has a lot of money, so don't worry.

"This..." Luo Xiaojun opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome and cold boy in front of him. From Ye Xingchen's eyes, Luo Xiaojun saw warmth.

"I'm not a special admission. This little money is nothing to my family. Treating my mother well is the most important thing. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. Tell Lei Laohu that he won't use it to work here in the future, but the salary will be paid!" Ye Xingchen's last sentence was said to the thug in the bar. Then he stuffed the money into Luo Xiaojun's hand and walked towards the night lights without looking back. A small braid swayed behind him, and the dark figure gradually merged into the night.

Luo Xiaojun was stunned. Why was he completely different from the one he saw in the morning?

After hearing Ye Xingchen's last words, the gangsters who wanted to trouble Luo Xiaojun quickly put away their evil thoughts and looked at Luo Xiaojun with awe. They didn't know who Ye Xingchen was, but they knew who Lei Laohu was. This is the boss of the entire Yunlong Street. Whoever called him Brother Hu when he saw him was, the boy actually called Lei Laohu directly, and the thugs in the bar didn't dare to say a single one.

The big man already understood that he had kicked on the iron plate, so he should not think about medical expenses, and just wanted to not torture himself again in the future. With the support of a few brothers who could still act, he hurriedly escaped from the scene.

The thug in the bar hurriedly told Lei Laohu everything here, and then pulled out three thousand yuan from the bar and respectfully handed it to Luo Xiaojun. Since Luo Xiaojun came to Yunlong High School, he has been an annoyed person in the class. He has never encountered such treatment. His gratitude to Ye Xingchen is full of heart.

Early the next morning, Ye Xingchen came to the classroom early. He didn't have the habit of being late when he was in class.

The class monitor Guan Tingting was calling the name, but fortunately he was not late, but there were only a few people in the classroom, Ouyang Jun and others did not arrive. Instead, Luo Xiaojun sat in his seat and saw Ye Xingchen coming in, his eyes were full of gratitude. With Ye Xingchen's 20,000 yuan, his mother had been sent to the hospital for treatment, and he also decided to work hard to try to pay off Ye Xingchen's money as soon as possible.

The other students looked at Ye Xingchen with surprise. They thought that a guy who came here for the first day was just for the time of gangsters. It was already very good to be able to attend class, but he was not late. The class monitor Guan Tingting also had a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he was immediately replaced by joy. No matter what, there was another person in his class to study.

"Student Ye Xingchen, please come here to add your name, okay?" Guan Tingting said to Ye Xingchen with a smile, as if she had long forgotten the bloody scene of yesterday.

"Oh!" Ye Xingchen nodded, came to Guan Tingting's seat, took the pen handed over, added his name to the list, and looked at Guan Tingting again. She looked good, beautiful and charming, and dressed generously and appropriately. She did not have the arrogance of a rich lady or the humbleness of a poor man, and always had a friendly smile on her face.

I didn't notice yesterday, but I didn't expect that she was also a little beauty and wanted to chat with her, but he had never had the experience of picking up girls and didn't know what to say, so he had to walk back to his seat in disguise. In the eyes of others, he was still so cold.

Such a thought flashed through the minds of several people in the classroom at the same time, but Guan Tingting was attracted by the fonts on the list. Ye Xingchen, the fonts are vigorous and powerful, and the dragon and phoenix dance are no less than those calligraphers. What is his identity? Guan Tingting's doubts became increasingly strong. Originally, she thought she was just a second-generation ancestor who was more powerful in fighting, but now it seems that this is not the case. In this case of high technology and computers, would a second-generation ancestor write such beautiful words?

Ye Xingchen didn't know Guan Tingting's idea, so he took out the chemistry book from the drawer and read it. In order to leave a good impression in Susan's heart, he had to work hard and become familiar with the current textbooks as soon as possible.

The other students walked into the classroom one by one. When they saw Ye Xingchen wearing black clothes sitting in his seat and flirting with chemistry books, they were all stunned. This was completely beyond their imagination.

Ouyang Jun, Guo Jing, and Li Zongzheng also came to the classroom 66. Seeing Ye Xingchen sitting there, he quickly put away his arrogant appearance and walked to his seat in a regular manner. Yesterday, the yellow-haired people were beaten up, but they could see clearly.

Faced with this cold and bloody violent person, they didn't want several blood holes to appear on their bodies.

The class beauty Murong Rong also walked in. The eyes of all the boys in the class were attracted, including Ye Xingchen, who was 1.75 meters tall, a red T-shirt, a white casual outfit, and the zipper was not pulled up. Her chest was too prematurely straightened out. She was wearing a pair of black tight jeans on her lower body and a white belt tied around her waist. She was extremely sexy. Her eyes swept across everyone and finally stayed on Ye Xingchen for a while.

***, is this a classroom or a beauty pageant? A beautiful class teacher is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that even a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old is so attractive? Damn, I have to inquire about her, but how should I inquire about it? Ye Xingchen fell into deep thought.

"Hey, Ouyang, your Rongrong seems to be interested in that kid?" Fatty Guo Jing sat behind Ouyang Jun and whispered in Ouyang Jun's ear.

"Fuck, do you want to rest at home like Zhao Hu for a few days?" Ouyang Jun cursed in a low voice. He secretly received news from Xiao Huangmao, and he should not anger Ye Xingchen no matter what, otherwise the consequences will be very serious and serious.

When talking about Zhao Hu who was still recuperating at home due to injuries, Guo Jing's face turned pale, and he sat back to his seat and took out the textbook for the first class.

The first English class was an American. Because he admired Bruce Lee, he even gave himself a Chinese name, Li Ke.

I came to the classroom with the textbook. There was a empty seat in the classroom. I knew that some classmates were asking for leave, so I didn’t ask much, so I took out the textbook and started giving a speech.

Ye Xingchen has always hated English, but after spending three years abroad in this life, his English level will naturally not be bad, which saves him the trouble of learning English. Seeing the teacher talking on it, I felt bored and wanted to talk to my classmates. But I felt that everyone looked at me with fear and smiled bitterly. I was so majestic that I was so bored that I fell asleep.

mrLi just felt that the discipline of Class 7 of Grade 1 has improved a lot. Now that I see the students active, I can only shake my head helplessly. After half a year of enrollment, Class 7 of Grade 1 has become the worst discipline in the first grade. All the teachers in charge are extremely disappointed with this class, and he is no exception.

Ye Xingchen had just fallen asleep for a while when he was woken up by the sound of the classroom. He snorted in dissatisfaction: "What's the noise?"
Chapter completed!