Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

Running is impossible, Shen Cizhou was quickly surrounded by this group of young people, the inch-headed man who just called someone squeezed to the front, and looked Shen Cizhou up and down.

Standing under a willow tree, Shen Cizhou was a tall and handsome young man. His pure white shirt refracted the sunlight. He was as tall and straight as a pine like a bamboo, which perfectly complemented the blue color swaying in the wind behind him, like a pair of An expensive painting.

This temperament is too clear and outstanding, and it doesn't match up with the fierce man in the image of the inch head. He asked a little uncertainly: "Are you from N Arts? Was it you in the piano room that day?"

He was still talking a little bit, and his face was still swollen.

Shen Cizhou's eyes were clear, and he shook his head calmly, "What did you say? Have we met?"

The social youths behind Cun Tou also booed and laughed wildly.

"Can you do it, Dongzi? For a long time, the young master doesn't know you."

"Just by looking at her face, I thought she was a peerless beauty. He's a fucking man. When did you bend over, Dongzi?"

"Admit it wrong. This young master is panting after taking two steps. It doesn't look like he can knock your teeth away. You kid is looking for an excuse to strike up a conversation, right?"

"This kid looks very expensive, don't beat him up and lose millions..."

In the doubts of his companions, Cuntou's eyes gradually became blank, and he whispered: "They look the same..."

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, poked into the Nyi forum, and looked for posts in it, "What's it called..."

Shen Cizhou looked down at the time on the phone, then looked at Cun Tou, and asked calmly again: "I still have to teach the students. If it's okay, can I leave?"

"Grass..." Cuntou frantically swiped through the posts, and asked unwillingly, "Do you... have twin brothers? What's their name? Where do you go to school?"

Shen Cizhou just shook his head, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Okay..." Cun Tou waved his hand, "Let's go..."

Shen Cizhou bypassed these five or six people and continued to walk to the other side of the alley.

Ji Linge whistled, and smiled lazily: "It's ok, don't mess around in times of danger."

"It's not you who caused the trouble..." Shen Cizhou pressed the earphone and warned in a low voice: "You don't cause trouble for me in the future."

He faintly heard Cunto behind him groaning, "It's called Shen Cizhou... Is this fucking person, a bit like but not quite like..."

It's okay to know the name, but Cuntou was bluffed, and I couldn't match the number for a while, but I just took Xiaoyu back later, so I couldn't go this way...

He was about to take a taxi, when he heard Ji Linge say: "Actually, that day, he with that cut..."

"Shen Cizhou!! It's really you! Why did you come here?"

Shen Cizhou: "..."

He looked at Li Chengfeng who jumped out suddenly in silence, looked at the bright and lively smiling face of this man like a big golden retriever, and felt the eyes behind him suddenly heat up.

Li Chengfeng's nerves are comparable to the strings of a piano, and he said to himself: "I went back to my old house to get some things, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Don't you live near the school? Do you come to work? Then I'm fairly familiar with this place, do you want to... eh?"

Shen Cizhou stuffed the lollipop that was going to be given to Xiaoyu into Li Chengfeng's mouth, and with the plug in the packaging, he raised his eyes and replied, "No."

There were footsteps coming from behind him, Cun Tou spat fiercely, "Fucking boy! How dare you lie to me! And that idiot after that, don't even try to run away! I'll beat you!"

Li Chengfeng:? ? ?

What did he do?Why do you still get beaten when you are called stupid?

This is not reasonable.

Shen Cizhou sighed, pushed Li Chengfeng, and shoved him towards the entrance of the alley, "Didn't you say you are familiar with this place? Can you go to a police station to report the case?"

Li Chengfeng nodded in a daze, took two steps along his strength before recovering, turned to look at Shen Cizhou: "Shouldn't we run together?"

"Run together, we can't escape." Shen Cizhou turned sideways, took off the backpack behind him, "Be obedient, go quickly."

The backpack fell on the plastic chair beside it with a muffled sound.

"That kid really ran away? I thought he would stay and share your troubles with you?" Cun Tou smiled sarcastically, "Shen Cizhou, right? Young Master Shen, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Looks like it’s because of the good food and drink since childhood, right? We’re all rough with calluses on our heads, so please take care of us..."

Ji Linge whispered in Shen Cizhou's ear, "Let me out?"

"Wait..." Shen Cizhou looked at the position again.

As the saying goes, too much talk will lead to loss. The few words this man said just now are really intriguing.

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times?" Shen Cizhou chuckled: "Where did you hear it a lot? It shouldn't be the announcement of the concert hall."

Cun Tou picked up a beer bottle at random and smashed it viciously on the edge of the table. The dark green glass bottle was cracked into jagged and sharp corners. He realized that he had said something wrong and changed the subject directly.

"Aren't you good at fighting? I want to see how many you can fight today."

Shen Cizhou: "..."

That can't be helped.

Close the door and let the pirates go.

"It's enough to protect yourself, don't go too far." Shen Cizhou whispered, "It's troublesome to be too defensive."

It's a pity that Ji Lingo hasn't read the legal knowledge yet, and the definition of "excessive defense" is obviously not clear. When the wine bottle was delivered to him, he simply grabbed Bunny's wrist and pulled fiercely.

"Kacha——" The sound of dislocation of the bones made one's teeth sore.

Cun Tou didn't even have time to yelp in pain, Ji Linge had already slammed his elbow on the back of his neck, and then slammed his knee on his stomach.

Those two straight and slender legs suddenly erupted with terrifying power, and Cun Tou curled up on the ground with a pale face. Ji Linge casually pulled a plastic rope tied to the box, and skillfully twisted Cun Tou's hands to tie them up. Before the next person attacked, he took a step back, stepped on his heel, hooked his toes, and a slender metal object was spun around and caught by him.

It was a metal skewer pierced with meat, with a small wooden handle, the most expensive kind when the boss counted the sticks to settle accounts.

"Ji Linge!!" Shen Cizhou, like the owner being dragged away by a mad Alaska, pulled the dog's leash and yelled the name of the dog hook, for fear that if he was a little slower, the stick would not be pierced through the squid's wings, but would instead be pierced through the eyes. ear……

"Tsk..." Ji Linge stepped on the cricket's struggling Cun Tou, tilted his head and let go impatiently, the iron stick dropped, and inserted it straight into the crack of the floor tile next to Cun Tou's face.

Cun Tou rolled his eyes and completely fainted.

It's not Shen Cizhou who is in control of his body now, otherwise his heartbeat would be too fast. It wasn't until this moment that he really realized that what Ji Lingo said was true.

He is a desperado, the kind of wolf that has bitten fresh flesh and blood, but now he just barely wears a bite stopper and lies beside him as a dog hook.

During these years of awakening consciousness, Shen Cizhou has long been used to counting the pros and cons of every step. Ji Linge's uncertain factors are too dangerous, and he only made a decision after weighing it for a moment.

He wants to help Ji Linge get his body quickly, it's best for the two to part ways as soon as possible.

The five people surrounding Ji Lingo were stunned by his fierce skill, and hesitated for a moment, not daring to make any more moves.

Ji Lingo unbuttoned his shirt one by one, moving slowly, his red knuckles even revealed a delicate sense of fragility, which was completely different from the provocative smile on his face.

Shen Cizhou: "...what are you doing?"

"Isn't there a vest inside?" Ji Linge simply pulled the hem out of the waistband of his trousers, raised his hand and took off the shirt, "It's not easy to wash the blood stains, don't you still have to teach the students?"

Shen Cizhou: "Thank you, if you are really considerate of me, just lighten up for a while."

Ji Linge whistled unceremoniously, "Don't worry, brother is very gentle."

……

Li Chengfeng was out of breath from running, and his chest was burning with pain, as if he had eaten half a catty of spicy millet.

He is very poor in sports. He was the slowest runner in the same group in the 1000-meter physical test. He panted like a dog when he moved to the finish line.

Thinking of classmate Shen's frail body blocking the group of hooligans and winning him a chance to ask for help, Li Chengfeng was moved to tears, and he worked harder than the physical test, trying to save his brother from suffering a few times beat.

What he didn't know was: there were those gangsters who were crying like ghosts and howling for their father, who were as anxious as him.

However, I usually feel that the road is not very far, but now it seems that there is no end. When rushing out of the corner, Li Chengfeng bumped into someone.

"Huh...yes, I'm sorry..." Li Chengfeng panted while holding his knees, wiped his sweat and raised his eyes, and met a somewhat familiar face.

It looks familiar because this face has been haunting the forums recently, driving a luxury car to pick up people at the East Gate of N Art, and it looks pretty good-looking.

Not to mention the ambiguous relationship between this person and the Shen brothers, the grievances of the wealthy family, and the bloodshed of the true and false young masters...

But Li Chengfeng couldn't figure out what was going on with his classmates. One of Shen Cizhou and Shen Ying had something to do. Everyone was like a cat smelling fishy. Everyone was watching the wind, and the keyboard was clattering, as if they didn't discuss it. It's as if you can't integrate into the group if you ignore these broken things.

There are only a few people in the whole school who are overwhelmed by the final exams, and Li Chengfeng can't wait to grow up in the piano room. He really can't understand everyone's enthusiasm for gossip about wealthy families. study?Aren't you afraid of failing a course?

Cough, I've lost my mind.

Li Chengfeng grabbed the man's arm violently, out of breath, begging for help: "That...you are Meng..."

"Meng Xu." The man in the suit lowered his eyelids, looked at his wrinkled suit, and frowned impatiently, "Who are you?"

Li Chengfeng spoke as fast as a rap, "Hi, I'm Ci Zhou's classmate, he's blocked in a small alley by a group of people, and those people are all hooligans, did you drive here? Report to the police station..."

"Cars can't come in here." Meng Xu paused, then asked strangely, "You didn't bring your cell phone? Why didn't you call the police?"

"Crap!" Li Chengfeng slapped his forehead, "I'm so impatient..."

When he made the phone call, Meng Xu had already driven back for a while along the way he had come.

Meng Xu came to the old town to buy biscuits from a well-established shop for Shen Yingzhi, but she didn't expect to meet Shen Cizhou.

For this fiancé, Meng Xu was originally satisfied. Shen Cizhou was impeccable from his appearance and temperament to his family background. He even majored in art. There would be no more perfect decoration than him.

What's more, they grew up together and knew each other well.

But that was before Shen Yingzhi appeared.

Compared with Shen Cizhou, the newly found young master of the Shen family is really distressing. He is stubborn and vigilant like a little beast, and after being raised, he will turn his belly over to his master. He is pitiful and cute.

Compared with the red-eyed and crooked Shen Cizhou every day, Shen Yingzhi, who pretends to be strong, can arouse Meng Xu's desire to protect. In contrast, Shen Cizhou's weak and doddery appearance is really...

"Dad! I was wrong!"

"Father! You are my dear father!"

"Father! From now on, I will have your surname..."

Meng Xu listened to his father's voice and was interrupted.

He paused subconsciously, and slowly walked around the gaping corner of the wall.

He saw the back of Cuscuta.

"Shen Cizhou" stood with his back to him, with one leg bent and stepping on the shoulder of a squatting and weeping inch-headed man. From a distance, the legs wrapped in light-colored jeans were really long and boundless.

He was only wearing a white vest, and the elegant lines of the shoulders and neck can be seen at a glance. The thin texture of the back is very youthful, and it reveals a sharp beauty when it is stretched. The cotton material fits the waist, and the narrow and neat lines close It was tucked into the waist of the trousers, and it rose and fell on the hips.

He was like a beautiful cat pacing, or a cat whose fur was so white that it glistened.

Sensing that someone was coming, the young man lazily turned his head and his eyes fell on Meng Xu.

Meng Xu: ...

He was wrong, this is not a cat, but a dormant leopard.

The author has something to say: It seems to be two people, but it is actually a Shura field of three people hahaha

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Sydney pear pear and nine witches;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!