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Chapter 1606 First acquaintance
As the saying goes, "The early bird catches the worm," and it was only a little past five o'clock, before dawn, that the ancient capital of Nanjing had already awakened. People were emptying chamber pots, going to the toilet, and greeting each other among acquaintances—and that was the bustling scene of everyday life.

Wearing a vest and shorts, Wang Yan went to the public restroom at the intersection, took care of his business in line, and then took off running towards Zijin Mountain. He couldn't help it; Xuanwu Lake cost money, but running up the mountain was free.

To be honest, Wang Yan is really poor right now. Based on his spending habits, the inheritance from his parents and the care from the government are not enough to make him comfortable. He still needs to find a way to make some money to live a carefree life...

After running to the top of the mountain, practicing boxing twice, and then running back down the mountain, I randomly found a shop on the way back and ate egg shumai and vermicelli soup for breakfast. After going home, I washed up, did laundry, and then it was time to go to school.

Wang Yan took a pen and notebook from home, put them in his small bag, and then went to school.

Walking to school, Wang Yan's thoughts were more complex than ever before. He was walking in Nanjing in the 1980s, but his heart was in Longcheng at the beginning of the century. All he could think about were the thirty years of his school days, the most insignificant yet most important of his life.

Back in junior high, he rode a Giant mountain bike to school with some classmates and friends from the neighborhood. Every day, the school was packed with people, sometimes five or six, sometimes more than ten. They'd laugh and joke all the way, competing to see who could pedal the fastest, who could do the most wheelies…

My thoughts drifted as I walked, eventually turning onto the main road leading to the school, where there were more students. After all, most of the students from the surrounding area attended the nearby middle school.

The students walked in groups of three or five, clearly living nearby and having arranged to go to school together. However, this scene was only present at the very beginning; as time went on, fewer and fewer people joined in. Whether it was changes in social circles or the increasing number of students dropping out, it was inevitable that the number of students would dwindle.

Life is like going to school; it's a series of partings. The lives of the strong are about constantly moving upwards. Their classmates and friends change along the way, but they're never alone; they always make new friends…

"Hey, hey, second brother, second brother, look!"

Qiao Erqiang, puzzled, asked as Qiao Sanli patted his arm, "What's wrong?"

"That guy up ahead, see him?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"The guy I told you about yesterday who gets into fights in class is him!" Qiao Sanli covered her mouth and said very softly.

"One against a dozen?" Qiao Erqiang was clearly more concerned about the outcome of the street fighting. "Now that I think about it, I don't really believe it."

"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Wang Yan, who had only taken a few steps, stopped and turned around with a smile: "It's true, this is definitely not over. They might come to retaliate against me again these next few days, at noon and in the evening."

Uh……

The person who was gossiping behind their backs was caught, and the brother and sister were both embarrassed. Qiao Sanli even hid behind Erqiang with her head down, looking scared and ashamed to face anyone.

Qiao Erqiang came to his senses. He was in the third year of junior high school. How could he be afraid of the first-year students?

He immediately stepped in front of Qiao Sanli: "We were just talking, we didn't mean anything by it, you..."

Wang Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm not afraid to talk about it. I just remember her, we're in the same class, I just wanted to say hello to my classmates. My name is Wang Yan, what's your name?"

"My name is Qiao Erqiang, and my sister's name is Qiao Sanli. We go to the same school, and I'm in the third year of junior high."

“I know, I was following behind you two when we registered yesterday, and I even listened to your introduction of the school. Perfect timing, let’s go together.”

Wang Yan gave a brief greeting and turned to leave, leaving them no room for objection. So Qiao Erqiang and Qiao Sanli exchanged a glance and could only hurry up and follow.

Erqiang asked, "Where do you live?"

"Shamao Lane".

"Hmm? We're also in Sha Mao Lane, but I don't think I've seen you before?"

Wang Yan replied with a smile: "Sha Mao Lane is six or seven hundred meters long, it's normal that you haven't seen it. I live at number 128 on the west side of the road."

“My house is number 26, no wonder I haven’t seen you much.” Qiao Erqiang understood, and then said, “We rarely walk around there, but my second aunt’s house isn’t far from there. Occasionally when I go to my second aunt’s house, I pass by your house. Qi Weimin, do you know him?”

Then Wang Yan let out a long "Oh!" and asked, "Isn't there a child named Qiqi?"

“Yes, yes, that’s our youngest brother, you really know him?” Qiao Sanli exclaimed in surprise.

“My grandfather is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and I can treat colds and such. Neighbors often come to me for treatment when they have headaches or fevers. Last year, I treated Qiqi for a cold. They said their house is just half a street north.”

Then Qiao Erqiang remembered, and hesitantly asked, "Aren't you that... uh..."

“Orphans,” Wang Yan said directly. “I think you’ve heard of them before.”

"I'm sorry, I just suddenly remembered, it wasn't intentional," Qiao Erqiang hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, it's been a year, I've recovered a bit."

They chatted along the way, with Qiao Sanli listening from behind, and they quickly became acquainted.

Both siblings felt sorry for him and spoke very carefully, never mentioning family matters. They were both very considerate of others' feelings.

Erqiang is a good guy, but he's gone a bit astray. He's an honest man, but there's no doubt that being too honest isn't good either. He was a bit mischievous and rebellious when he was young, but those traits disappeared as he grew up. This was all thanks to the suppression from his older brother, Qiao Yicheng.

But it wasn't easy for Qiao Yicheng to be an older brother, a father, and a mother all at once. He just didn't want his younger brother to go astray, so he was strict with him and suppressed any signs of trouble directly. There was nothing wrong with that.

When it came to Sanli and Simei, Qiao Yicheng's management became a bit more lenient...

It's worth mentioning that the current Sanli is like a grown-up teenager, and her beauty is already showing...

Seeing some people pointing and whispering about Wang Yan on the way, Qiao Erqiang said, "It's not good for you to fight, Wang Yan. You shouldn't fight anymore." Wang Yan shook his head: "If no one stands up for me, I have to stop being bullied myself. Those two in class yesterday weren't good people. It's one thing to bully someone, but I have to make sure no one dares to mess with me first, so I can live in peace in the future. Otherwise, if someone doesn't like me one day and slaps me, where can I go to seek justice? I have to strike first."

"You already said they were going to get revenge on you, why did you still hit them?" Qiao Sanli asked, confused. "What if you get beaten up?"

"So what if I get beaten up? They can't kill me, can they? If they don't kill me, I'll come back for it next time."

Wang Yan laughed heartily, completely unconcerned.

In fact, he couldn't possibly take a beating. Even though he was still developing and his physical abilities were far from their peak, he was still unmatched. His current physique was enough to make him invincible. It's just that he hadn't reached the point of being completely unrestrained.

Upon arriving at school, Erqiang asked Wang Yan to look after Sanli, adding that he would treat Wang Yan to a meal sometime. Erqiang mentioned that he and Sanli usually cooked at home, and that their cooking was quite delicious…

Sanli didn't say much, silently following behind Wang Yan as they walked towards their classroom. Their first-year class was on the first floor, and Class 1 was the first classroom on the far west side, quite a distance away.

Before Wang Yan entered the classroom, the room was buzzing with excitement, but as soon as he entered, it fell silent, and the students all stared at him.

Clearly, Wang Yan's exploits outside of school yesterday have spread, and he has been successfully categorized as a real scoundrel by many well-behaved but mischievous classmates...

Wang Yan waved to everyone with a smile: "Keep talking, keep talking. I feel embarrassed when you all look at me like that."

The classroom erupted in a flurry of activity the next moment. Someone spoke directly to Wang Yan, asking if he had ever practiced martial arts or something, saying that he was incredibly awesome yesterday and that the whole school knew about it.

He appeared approachable, and the students, who didn't have many ulterior motives, naturally became enthusiastic. After all, he was really awesome, and maybe if they got along well with him, they wouldn't be bullied, or even bully others.

Wang Yan chatted and laughed with the people for several minutes before returning to his seat by the window behind him, where he took out paper and pen from his bag and placed them on the table.

Qiao Sanli arrived at her seat, and the students around her curiously asked if she knew Wang Yan. Some had already noticed that Sanli had come with Wang Yan yesterday, and today they were together again…

A little while later, the teacher came to the classroom, directing everyone to clean and checking on the students who were late. Then, two little rascals with handprints on their faces came in.

The old teacher asked a few questions, but didn't get a reason or press the matter. He just watched the two slink away to the back, and then looked at the obvious expressions of amusement in the class, as well as the many gazes directed at Wang Yan in the back. He had already guessed something, but he didn't say anything.

After explaining a few more things, the old teacher called Wang Yan out alone.

Standing in the corridor, the old teacher lit a cigarette and said, "Yesterday afternoon, people from your neighborhood came to the school and talked about your situation. It's not easy for you, kid. If anything happens in the future, talk to your teacher. Don't hang out with those kids who don't study; you'll only hurt yourself in the end. The country has reinstated the college entrance exam; look at the futures of those university graduates..."

After rambling on and on, seeing Wang Yan responding with a smile, the old teacher shook his head. "Did you hit those two students in the back?"

"Yeah." Wang Yan readily admitted, "I wanted a window seat, but those two didn't look like good people, so I grabbed the seat."

The veteran teacher hadn't expected Wang Yan to admit it so readily. While he wasn't recklessly defiant, that was precisely what made him difficult to deal with. So the teacher patiently explained at length until the first teacher arrived for the first lesson, at which point Wang Yan was finally allowed to leave…

The class was quite effective; those who wanted to learn were learning, those who didn't were not learning, and some were just pretending to learn.

The two little hooligans behind them were quiet because they were ashamed. Losing to one classmate in class was already embarrassing enough, but getting beaten up after ambush by Wang Yan outside was even more humiliating. Going home with two slaps and being questioned by their parents was equally agonizing. The fact that they even had the courage to come to school and to this class was already quite admirable.

If it weren't for Wang Yan's affair, things would be different. During class, they would usually make some noise, say some strange things, and always try to make everyone laugh and make the teacher yell in anger to feel a sense of accomplishment.

The two flipped through the book listlessly, not even bothering to talk, only occasionally stealing glances at each other...

When get out of class ended, Wang Yan strolled to the restroom, and unsurprisingly, it was already filled with smoke, even a bit choking. A bunch of petty thugs were talking loudly and confidently. This made some of the more timid people afraid to go in and urinate.

The worst part is that these little hooligans also tease others. If someone is standing there urinating, they'll try to pull down their pants even further, or they'll laugh and joke at someone squatting down to defecate. Defecate at school, what a challenge…

Wang Yan didn't care. He was tall and a stranger, so no one bothered him.

Things were different after the second period; it was a long break with over twenty minutes of free time. Wang Yan had just stretched when he saw two little hooligans walking towards him.

"Do you dare come down with us?"

"Let's go." Wang Yan said with a smile, and followed the two of them out of the classroom.

This attracted the attention of the whole class, who all stared at them, and some of the bolder ones even followed. And led by the bolder ones, even more people joined in.

People from other classes also saw Wang Yan go out with two little hooligans. Some of them had watched the fight yesterday and couldn't resist their curiosity, so they followed them.

Wang Yan was led to the back of the building, a place where few people usually come, especially teachers.

A large group of male students, and even a few female students, had already gathered there, and many of the male students were smoking. They weren't making much noise; in fact, they were keeping their voices down, clearly afraid of attracting the teacher's attention.

"Brother, it's him."

The little hooligan from the same class stepped forward, said something pointless, and was clearly agitated as he spoke.

A young man with a center-parted hairstyle, wearing a floral shirt and jeans, walked over with a cigarette in his mouth: "You've got guts."

This man wasn't tall or strong; in fact, he could be described as thin. But those who surged forward and surrounded Wang Yan were quite robust. They also looked more mature, some even sporting mustaches. Clearly, they were from the upper grades.

They surged forward all at once, creating a rather oppressive atmosphere. The skinny leader, seeing that Wang Yan didn't speak, reached out to strike him, but it was at that moment that Wang Yan moved.

He swung his hand, slapping the skinny man twice with a resounding thud, then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying into the people behind him...

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