I became a good brother's aunt

at the same time.

Zhuang Xingchen in the martial arts gym also opened his eyes.

He sensed something was wrong.

There are many people's breath around, and their breath is relatively heavy, it doesn't seem to be in a quiet coffee shop.

Just when he was wondering, he felt a fist wind hit him.

He subconsciously raised his hand to grab the fist that was swinging towards him.

At first, Zhuang Xingchen thought that the person who wanted to beat him was Xu Yi.

He thought that maybe it was because he didn't agree to give up the quota, which made Xu Yi angry, so he wanted to beat him.

But when he grabbed the opponent's fist and opened his eyes, he saw several tall and burly men.

Among the people here, there was no Xu Yi.

Zhuang Xingchen froze for a moment, his body pulled and blocked almost reflexively, and kicked the man who punched him with his backhand.

Seeing "Zhou Nan" fight back, his posture was clean and neat.One of the big men laughed in surprise: "Yes, there are still two tricks! Come! Come on, brothers!"

Although he took money from his employer, he wanted to teach this little brother a little lesson.

But the unilateral "violent beating" is meaningless at all, and the back-and-forth sparring is what these martial arts brothers want to see more.

Zhuang Xingchen lowered his head, glanced at his hands, and then raised his head to look around.

He didn't know where it was, but he could tell he was surrounded.

Zhuang Xingchen soon understood because there was an exchange once, and he and Zhou Nan exchanged again.

Before the exchange, he received a message from Zhou Nan, asking him to rescue him, and also talked about the fight.

So, these people are the ones who want to beat Zhou Nan?

Zhuang Xingchen didn't have time to get to the bottom of the matter, and all the men in the martial arts hall rushed up.

All he can do is defend and fight back.

When he was young, his parents were busy, so they didn't have time to accompany him at all.

Basically, after school or on weekends, Zhuang's parents would throw Zhuang Xingchen downstairs at the neighbor's house.

The neighbor's house held a taekwondo training class, and there were many children who came and went every day, and there were not many children in Duozhuang Xingchen.

In addition, it was a neighbor, and the fee was cheaper than the children recruited outside, so the Zhuang family's parents simply put Zhuang Xingchen there, so as to strengthen his health and give Zhuang Xingchen a place to go.

When Zhuang's parents came back from get off work at nine o'clock, they took Zhuang Xingchen home from downstairs.

Their family lived in that community for more than 10 years, and Zhuang Xingchen also practiced Taekwondo for more than 10 years. He was selected by the coach to participate in the national competition, and he won the championship.

They didn't move out of that community until his father died.

He hadn't neglected training these years, and with the foundation of more than 10 years in place, Zhuang Xingchen was no longer afraid of facing so many people.Now he and Zhou Nan have switched bodies, and Zhou Nan's legs are recovering just now, Zhuang Xingchen doesn't want Zhou Nan to go to the hospital again, it will miss a lot of courses, and he will have to take the college entrance examination again soon.

Outside the martial arts hall.

Wen Moqi was on the phone.

Qiao Le on the other end of the phone was very speechless: "Can't you talk to him well? You have to do it! When will the relationship between you and Xiao Nan ease?"

Wen Moqi sneered: "It's useless to talk about it. If this kid doesn't hit him a few times, he won't learn a lesson."

Qiao Le sneered: "But you want to do something at the same time, and at the same time ask me to come over to make preparations, you have a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."

Wen Moqi ignored his sarcasm, and said to himself: "If you hadn't been nagging here every day, I'm afraid that he might lose an arm or a leg, so I don't care about him."

Of course Qiao Le knew that Wen Moqi was speaking in anger.

Zhou Nan is really good at getting things done, the plaster cast has only been removed for a week!He was able to fight with others immediately, and even made trouble with the head teacher. I don't know who has followed this temper.

Qiao Le didn't want to say anything else, but said: "Okay, I'm almost there, don't be too cruel, Xiao Nan is still a child after all, you go and have a look, don't really hurt your muscles and bones again, this is a lifetime things."

After Qiao Le finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wen Moqi pursed his lips and cursed a few times.

After all, he still remembered that Zhou Nan was his sister's only child, so he turned around and walked into the martial arts hall.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard several different screams from inside.

At first he thought that the screams were from Zhou Nan, but he thought that the screams were indeed a bit miserable, and Zhou Nan should learn a lesson this time, right?

When I got closer, I found that the voices of these screams were different, that is to say, they were not from the same person, and there was no Zhou Nan's voice in it.

Wen Moqi raised his eyebrows: Did he get beaten up?Changed to the next game?

He opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw "Zhou Nan" kicking a person to the ground, and wanted to step forward and press the other person to the ground.

A man next to him shouted loudly: "Brothers, brothers, we are just sparring, don't fight so seriously!"

Zhuang Xingchen turned a deaf ear and knocked down another person neatly.

He doesn't believe in sparring, Zhou Nan called him before, said he was fighting with someone, and asked him to help.

Seeing this situation as soon as he opened his eyes, Zhuang Xingchen only thought that Zhou Nan had won the fight before, and now the opponent is looking for other brothers to 'revenge'.

There are so many people bullying Zhou Nan, how dare you talk about it?

Zhuang Xingchen has his own concept of protecting his weaknesses, Zhou Nan is his most important friend, how could he allow Zhou Nan to be bullied.

These guys in the martial arts hall were scared of being beaten, and it was enough to teach him a good lesson. Before the employer gave the money, he didn't say that this guy is so good at fighting!

This is not to be taught by them, this is to ask them to kick the game!

They stopped fighting!Can they refund money!

"Brother! No, Dad! Let me call you Dad! Let's refund the money, I won't compete anymore! Can the money be refunded to you? We don't want a penny! I will refund it all to you!"

Zhuang Xingchen remained indifferent.

At the door, Wen Moqi's deep eyes suddenly narrowed. He didn't remember Zhou Nan being so good at it.

At the beginning, his sister also wanted Zhou Nan to practice kung fu and strengthen his body, so that he could protect himself from being bullied in the future.

But Zhou Nan is lazy by nature, can't bear hardships, and loves to play.Every time I practiced for a few days, I cried out that I was so tired that I didn't want to go.

His sister loved Zhou Nan so much that she couldn't bear to teach her a lesson, so she had to give up.

but now……

Wen Moqi called out: "Zhou Nan."

Zhuang Xingchen and Zhou Nan switched bodies, and he got used to it during that time. When he heard someone calling Zhou Nan, he would turn his head back, but he couldn't answer.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhuang Xingchen immediately turned his head and met Wen Moqi's eyes.

Uncle Wen didn't like Zhou Nan's fights very much. When he saw Wen Moqi appearing, Zhuang Xingchen immediately withdrew his hand, behaved like a good baby, and yelled a little guilty: "Uncle."

A light flashed across Wen Moqi's eyes.

When he led Zhou Nan here, Zhou Nan scolded the devil so much that he wanted to beat the kid up with his own hands.

Not to mention calling him uncle so obediently.

Seeing him appear, several guys in the martial arts hall acted as if they had seen a savior, and quickly said, "Boss, that's not how we talked about it!"

Wen Moqi stepped forward and said to 'Zhou Nan': "They are right, they are indeed just here to discuss."

Zhuang Xingchen: "..."

This was very embarrassing, he thought that these people were all here to seek revenge from Zhou Nan.

Wen Moqi said again: "It's okay, I've given you the money, will you still fight in the future?"

Zhuang Xingchen shook his head honestly: "I won't fight anymore."

Wen Moqi looked at the "little nephew" in front of him for a while, squinting his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Zhuang Xingchen was actually a little anxious, because it was a sudden exchange. Before that, he and Zhou Nan hadn't told each other what they had done today.

Zhuang Xingchen was worried that he would not be able to answer Uncle Wen's questions.

What's more, Zhou Nan must have become him now, and I don't know if he will show his secrets in front of his mother.

Wen Moqi didn't speak, and Zhuang Xingchen didn't take the initiative to speak, this kind of silence seemed a bit strange.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Dr. Qiao Le to arrive.

Qiao Le is still an old woman at heart. When she saw "Zhou Nan", she ran over with a medicine box in her hand: "Xiao Nan, are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"

Zhuang Xingchen shook his head lightly: "No."

Qiao Le asked, "Does your leg hurt?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "It doesn't hurt."

Qiao Le checked, asked Zhuang Xingchen to do a few movements, and then lightly tapped on his leg to make sure that Zhuang Xingchen felt no pain, so he was relieved.

"You said you kid, you got into a fight just a few days after the plaster cast was removed. You don't care whether others care about you, but you care about your own body anyway. What will you do when you get old if the root cause of the disease is left behind?!"

Zhuang Xingchen lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Uncle Qiao."

Qiao Le originally wanted to reprimand him a few more words, but Qiao Le couldn't bear the boy's obedient attitude of admitting his mistakes, so he had no choice but to say: "You are so good, you are so good when you are good, and you are so good at making troubles."

Hearing these words in Wen Moqi's ears, there was a subtle change in his eyes.

Yes, just like what Qiao Le said, when Zhou Nan made a fuss, he was arrogant and arrogant, and no one would accept it.

But when he behaves well, it makes people feel that he looks like...like...

Wen Moqi said suddenly: "Okay, don't talk about him, he just said that he knew he was wrong."

Hearing this, Qiao Le looked like a ghost.

No, our roles are reversed, right?

Usually, I advise you not to say a few words, but you still want to hold Xiaonan and continue to teach you a lesson?

Are you going to persuade him now?

Zhuang Xingchen didn't find it strange, when he was 'Zhou Nan', he felt that Uncle Wen was very kind to Zhou Nan.

Now Uncle Wen can't bear others to teach Zhou Nan a lesson, it's nothing strange.

Wen Mo asked the boy with his head down, "Are you hungry?"

Zhuang Xingchen nodded.

In fact, I am not hungry, but it is suitable to change the subject right now.

Because he didn't know what Zhou Nan had said or done before, and it was easy to expose.

It is safest to change topics and events.

Wen Moqi: "What do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Xingchen: "Whatever."

Wen Moqi: "Don't be casual, just say what you want to eat, it's not that there is nothing."

Zhuang Xingchen was silent for a while, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Uncle Wen's protection and connivance made him suddenly want to forget his true identity at this moment.

Since Dad left, no one has been so kind to him...

He is now Zhou Nan, a Zhou Nan who is protected, cared for, and anxious when he is injured.

Not Zhuang Xingchen.

Since no one knew he was Zhuang Xingchen now, he suddenly wanted to be presumptuous.

So he made a willful request.

He said, "I want to eat cake,"

After a pause, he imitated Zhou Nan and said in a non-negotiable tone: "I only want the 'float' cake, and nothing else."

Five minutes later, Zhuang Xingchen, who was sitting in the car, felt a little regretful.

I heard that this cake shop is a bit expensive and you have to queue for a long time to get it.

Is it too capricious...

I was a little regretful when I received a few messages on my phone.

Before getting in the car, he sent a WeChat message to his mobile phone, that is, to Zhou Nan, and finally received a reply.

Ninja Nan: Are you okay?

Zhuang Xingchen: Uh...

Zhuang Xingchen: I beat Xu Yi up.

Zhuang Xingchen: Your mother was scared.

Zhuang Xingchen: Is this good or not?

Ninja Nan: ...

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The author has something to say:

Xing Xing: Super capricious!

The mobile phone has not been changed, so the two are holding each other's mobile phone.