The aloof school beauty has been reborn and is now pursuing me relentlessly.

Chapter 632, First Beating

For Su Qingyan, teaching a spoiled brat a lesson was just a trivial matter.

I just did it on a whim.

I didn't intend to mention it to my boyfriend.

But they didn't deliberately try to hide it.

The girls in room 205 knew about it, and Mu Tang told Li Zhuang, so Lin Ran learned about it from Li Zhuang.

Let's turn back.

That noon, while the young couple were eating together in the cafeteria, Lin Ran remembered this matter and asked his girlfriend to confirm it.

Su Qingyan didn't hide anything and casually gave her boyfriend a brief summary of what had happened.

Lin Ran nodded in understanding and commented:

"It's vulnerable."

Su Qingyan nodded in agreement, seemingly still wanting more.

"I wonder if they'll dare to come again—"

He's a rich kid and a junior from school; he's not a very good person.

It feels alright to hit.

Unlike when I did the over-the-shoulder throw on Xiao Bingqian, I was careful not to hurt her soft, fragrant body, so I held back 80% of my strength.

The rich kid comes from a well-off family and has been raised to be physically strong, so you can beat him up without worry.

The young couple treated this as just a casual, amusing anecdote.

I didn't take it to heart.

For Lin Ran, there was absolutely no need to be jealous or worried.

He trusted his girlfriend completely, knowing that Su Tiezhu could easily handle this little matter on his own.

In contrast.

Perhaps he felt more pity and sympathy for that spoiled brat of a junior.

Why mess with anyone?

They've offended Ayan from their family.

That would be considered courting death.

Don't you see that even the eldest grandson of the Wei family, whose family background and personal qualities are all top-notch, keeps his distance from the eldest daughter of the Su family? And now he's thinking about buying two rescue cards to save his life all day long?

……

The young couple had lunch at the old campus cafeteria.

In the afternoon, Su Qingyan took the school bus to continue her classes at the new campus.

The chaotic long-distance relationship between the couples this semester continues.

After seeing his girlfriend off on the school bus, Lin Ran, who had no classes in the afternoon, took a walk on campus while thinking about work matters.

As we strolled along...

I habitually wandered over to the old faculty and staff dormitory area again.

A quiet little garden.

An old man I knew was sitting in the pavilion.

A man sat idly by the chessboard, seemingly waiting for ages.

Upon seeing Lin Ran, his eyes lit up, and he immediately waved enthusiastically.

"Why are you taking so long, kid!"

"Quick, play two rounds with me!"

"I figured out a new killing move yesterday, and I guarantee I'll wipe you out completely today!"

Lin Ran chuckled to himself upon hearing this:

"Sir, maybe you should just let it go. I can't bear to bully you like this every day—"

Lin Erchui was, after all, a kind-hearted person who respected the elderly and cared for the young...

The next second, the old man was heard blowing his beard and glaring:

"what?"

Are you afraid of losing?

"Just admit you're a coward!"

Someone immediately rolled up their sleeves and sat down aggressively in front of the chessboard:

"Whoever chickens out is a coward. Come on, if I don't beat you to tears today, I'll change my name!"

……

A fierce battle ensued on the chessboard.

When the old man and the young man play chess, they are focused on the battle on the board and rarely have any other casual conversations.

But this time seems to be an exception.

A black stone is placed.

The old man seemed slightly moved, and sighed with emotion:

"Life is like a chessboard."

"Some people want to move forward, while others want to stop."

"I'm getting old. Back then, I was full of vigor and made all sorts of moves in the game, but I was always impetuous and made mistakes. Now, looking back, I can't make up for them."

"Young man, you are still young, so you can be bold and aggressive in your moves, but you must not be so focused on winning or losing."

"Be cautious in your actions and watch every step you take."

A few words.

It seemed to carry the wisdom and weight of decades of life experience.

Lin Ran was deeply moved by what he heard.

The old man had already leisurely gotten up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked away.

The unfinished game on the chessboard remains unresolved...

Ok?

A game in the endgame?

Someone suddenly realized what was happening and glared at them:

"Old man! The game of chess isn't over yet!"

"You think you can just show off, fool people, and then run away?!"

……

Older gingers are more spicy.

When you can't win a game of chess, you're quick to run away...

Lin Ran felt a pang of emotion.

But I don't care.

After tidying up the chessboard, he got up and left the pavilion.

It was still early in the afternoon, so Lin Ran strolled around the campus for a while. When she passed by the school gym, she suddenly felt like going in to work out.

Last semester, I often came here as a group with my roommates from my dorm.

A summer vacation has passed.

The school gym has added a lot of new equipment, and even a boxing ring.

However, there weren't many people around this time of day.

Lin Ran ran on the treadmill in the corner of the gym for a while to warm up.

Then I found a punching bag, took off my coat, and practiced on the punching bag for a while, following the fighting techniques that Uncle Zhou had taught me during the winter break.

In the past six months, no matter how busy he was with work or studies, he never gave up his habit of exercising.

After all, you never know when you might need it.

Even if we don't need it.

Having a good physique is still very necessary when sparring with Comrade Su Tiezhu...

Ok?

Yes, it's the kind of friendly sparring and exchanging blows you're thinking of!

Be bold and think outside the box!

……

I worked up a good sweat from exercising.

Feeling that it was about time for today, Lin Ran picked up her coat and prepared to leave.

Just as I was about to leave.

But then a voice called out from behind:

"Senior."

Lin Ran turned her head and saw a handsome boy with an effeminate appearance walking towards her.

Standing by the boxing ring, he casually patted the ring railing and smiled at him:

"What's the point of hitting a sandbag?"

"I know a little Taekwondo. Would you be interested in sparring?"

Lin Ran glanced at the other person and nodded politely:

"No."

"Junior, you should find someone else—"

The military combat techniques taught by Wang, a retired special forces soldier, as well as the proper stances of Bajiquan.

Those are all skills honed through real combat.

In a normal sparring match, if Lin Ran's training is not up to par and he cannot control his strength, he is likely to draw blood.

The other person laughed, seemingly unconcerned.

"also."

"But there's something else I need to do."

Changing the subject, he looked at Lin Ran with a smile:

"Actually, I'm quite interested in your girlfriend, senior."

"I wonder if you could be so kind as to part with it and let me talk to you?"

Lin Ran finally paused for a moment.

I looked at the other person again and took a closer look.

I noticed the bruise on the web of the person's right hand.

Recalling the experience his girlfriend had mentioned in casual conversation yesterday, he vaguely guessed who the other person was.

But he wasn't angry.

I just smiled and offered a kind word of advice:

"Junior, didn't your mother teach you not to objectify women?"

"Girls aren't something you can borrow..."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

But then Song Yang's lazy, arrogant, and provocative words came from behind again:

"It's fine if you don't want to lend it."

Anyway, I've set my sights on your woman—

"We can always get our hands on it if we think of a way."

"Aloof school beauties, huh? That's my type, Song Yang. She puts on that cool act, but once I get my hands on her and into bed, I'll see if she can still keep up the act—"

Lin Ran finally stopped.

He shook his head, tossed the coat aside, and muttered to himself:

"He's definitely going to get a beating..."

A look of triumph flashed in Song Yang's eyes when he saw Lin Ran's actions.

What he wanted was to provoke the other party.

He had practiced Taekwondo for two years, but his loss to Su Qingyan a few days ago was purely due to carelessness. A good man doesn't fight with a woman, and today he'd settle the score with this guy named Lin Ran.

With a confident and assertive stance, Song Yang looked up at the person opposite him and chuckled.

"Senior, fists and feet have no eyes, don't blame me if you accidentally hurt someone later..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Accompanied by a sudden, ear-piercing friction sound.

The next moment, Song Yang's pupils shrank as he saw the figure opposite him push off the ground and rush towards him like lightning!

Too late to react.

Song Yang almost instinctively raised his leg, preparing to execute a Taekwondo side kick.

But his calf was suddenly gripped by a hand as strong as an iron clamp.

He raised his hand in a chop.

Suddenly, Song Yang lost his balance and almost fell over!

At the same moment, Lin Ran's other hand flashed out and grabbed the other person's ankle.

Suddenly exerting force, he pushed and propelled downwards.

He forcefully slammed the opponent from mid-air onto the ground from behind!

boom!!!--

A dull, heavy thud!

The shock caused many other students in the distance of the gym to turn around and look in surprise.

A sharp pain swept from his back throughout his body. Overwhelmed with shock, anger, and shame, Song Yang struggled to his feet, blurting out a curse:

"You son of a bitch—"

The final sound of the last word still lingers between the teeth.

But the other party had already pressed forward again, and Lin Ran grabbed the other party's neck with one hand, forcibly choking him back to his stomach.

Suddenly exerting force.

Go in again.

He grabbed the other person by the neck and slammed them backward, knocking over sandbags and barbell racks in succession.

Until finally, he crashed into the gym wall with a thud.

From beginning to end, Song Yang couldn't come up with any effective means of retaliation.

Faced with the combination of military combat skills and authentic traditional martial arts, two years of fancy but ineffective techniques were utterly powerless.

The entire gym was in an uproar, with countless eyes staring in astonishment.

The iron-like hand still gripped the other person's throat tightly.

Watching Song Yang writhe and struggle in pain.

Lin Ran remained calm and composed:

"Your mother didn't teach you."

"I teach you."

"If you like to be sarcastic, you'll just get a beating."

The words fell.

let go.

Just before the other person, clutching their neck and gasping for breath, raised their head and was about to unleash another fierce attack—

The final hook punch landed with a dull thud from the punching bag.

The spoiled brat, who had been beaten twice in three days, was slammed back to the ground!