551: C551 How F*cking Cool

C551 How F*cking Cool

Zhao Ya stuck out her tongue and said, "Cheh! They were the Tu Badao! Only I know that I, Third Brother, am the best. Third Brother, if you find it annoying, let me chat with you."

" Sure, I'm just bored, so you can chat with me. "

They hadn't even started chatting yet. Someone in the hall shouted: "Ya'er, what are you talking about with that country bumpkin for? Come over here to play? We happen to have some fun things here. "

Liu Yu was the one who saw that Zhao Ya was still chatting with Zhang Muye. Wouldn't such an isolated idea not work? So she quickly called Zhao Ya over as well.

Zhang Muye said with a smile, "What about the girl calling you? Aren't you going to take a seat?"

Zhao Ya shook her head. "It's boring to be with them. All you do is spend your parents' money to chat about videos and celebrities. This is what I hate the most. " She ignored Liu Yu's call and asked with her big eyes wide open, "Third Brother, why don't you tell me how you got College Entrance Examination Champion's magnificent feat? Also, how did you create the Dahua Company? You know, I really admire and worship you. If you weren't my cousin, I would have fallen in love with you. "

Zhang Muye didn't know that when Zhao Ya's class heard that the founder of the Dahua Company was Zhao Ya's cousin, she didn't know. Not only the whole class, but also the entire faculty went crazy. Even though they knew that Zhang Muye already had a fairy-like senior sister, Lu Fei, there were still girls who were not afraid of death who wanted to know Zhang Muye. Becoming friends with someone like Zhang Muye was simply too cool! Of course, if they could become Zhang Muye's girlfriend, even if it was a lover, it would be something the girls yearned for.

Up until now, Zhao Ya's schoolbag still hid countless laptops, clothes, shoes, and other small things. Those were the schoolmates inviting Zhao Ya, hoping that she could get Zhang Muye's signature.

Zhang Muye's lips curled into a smile, and it was a sinister smile. "This is a completely accidental opportunity. The Dahua Company was meticulously polished by a team. I just wanted it to flourish. The real credit belongs to the people who worked hard in the team. "

Zhao Ya smiled. "Hehe, jobs did not really invent the AP, but history remembers his name." After saying that, she took her schoolbag over and threw out a large pile of things. She then shook Zhang Muye's arm and said, "Third Brother, these are all students who want your signature, you have to help them!"

Zhang Muye's head grew big. He looked at Zhao Ya's pleading eyes. Only then did he realize that this girl had planned this long ago. Zhang Muye could only bite the bullet and sign. The things that he could sign were very strange. Many girls secretly left their QQ number, phone number, or WeChat number on the page asking for signatures. Some even expressed their love for Zhang Muye, this super genius.

But it was nothing!

"Sister Ya'er, my sister called you over to chat! Sister Qianqian just brought the purest Dior perfume from France, so you should go over and take a look!"

Zhang Muye was in the midst of signing excitedly when Liu Bo finally could not hold himself back and ran over to hold Zhao Ya's hand. Zhao Ya lightly shook it. "Liu Bo, let go of me. What are you doing?"

Liu Bo saw that Zhao Ya did not want to leave, so he glared at Zhang Muye and said, "Country bumpkin, go away. Don't spoil Sister Ya'er here. Go outside. There is no place for you in this courtyard."

Zhao Jian and the other playboys' snickers could be heard from behind. They were pointing and pointing at each other more clearly. When they were bored, they would use a country bumpkin like Zhang Muye to fight. It was as interesting as fighting a cat and fighting a dog.

Zhao Ya was pissed off by Liu Bo. "Liu Bo, what did you say? What right do you have to say Third Brother? You are too presumptuous. I will tell my brother. "

Unfortunately, Zhao Qiang, as the leader of the younger generation, was dragged into the hall to listen to Zhao Hanxian's teachings. He was not in the courtyard. It meant that no one was trying to stop the fight!

A petite girl ran over and held Zhao Ya's hand. "Don't worry about the boy Ya'er. Let's talk about the girl!"

It was obvious that a group of girls also wanted to see Zhang Muye make a joke of himself. Anyway, they were bored. Since the boy was having fun with this country bumpkin, they could take the opportunity to admire him.

Zhao Ya was extremely unwilling, but the girl actually pulled Zhao Ya away forcefully.

Without Zhao Ya making things difficult for Liu Bo, he would have been even more arrogant. It was Zhao Jian who told him to tease Zhang Muye. Coincidentally, Liu Bo was fifteen years old and did not have a brain. Once he instigated her, she immediately pointed at Zhang Muye's nose and told him to scram. Just then, Zhang Muye also felt a wave of anger in his chest, and felt that it was time for his mother to disperse. So he twisted his neck and stood up, saying:

"Little Fatty, do you need to be educated at home?"

"Raise your mother! No matter how bad your upbringing is, it's better than country bumpkins like you! Your mother is a scumbag! You are also a scumbag, get lost! Don't say that our Zhao Family can't afford to lose face to that person." Liu Bo spat on the ground in an arrogant manner. Zhang Muye nodded with a smile and said, "It seems that you really need to be educated. If that's the case... I will help your father discipline your dog mouth. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge fist rushed towards Liu Bo's face. Liu Bo let out a miserable cry and was instantly sent flying. He crashed into a tree in the courtyard and fell into a mess. However, this Liu Bo did not have a brain. Zhang Muye's punch was obviously full of strength, and he even held back his hand a little. Otherwise, Liu Bo would definitely be crippled. However, he crawled up with a gulp and still charged forward fearlessly. Did he really think that this was his family and Zhang Muye was an outsider?!

Since Liu Bo wanted to die, Zhang Muye had no reason not to give Liu Bo a taste of his fists. He threw punches one after another, making Liu Bo howl like a muffled gourd.

The poor Liu Bo's fat body had no ability to fight back in front of Zhang Muye. He could only take a beating.

After having a good beating, Liu Bo kicked Zhao Jian and the others. He clapped his hands and said, "Who else wants me to teach them a lesson for their father? Come out."

"Liu Bo."

Liu Yu saw that her brother was beaten into a pig head and screamed as she picked Liu Bo up. Liu Bo's face was still covered in blood as he cried. Liu Bo had never suffered such a huge grievance because of the Zhao Family's influence. Those boys and girls were also scared silly by Zhang Muye's fierce fist.

Zhao Jian, who had been watching a good show, scolded.1

"Who gave you the chance to show off in front of a country bumpkin? Brothers, attack him! Beat him up! Beat him up so badly that he can behave atrociously in our Zhao Family!"

A group of disciples shouted and wanted to charge forward, but they weren't fools. Furthermore, many of them had strict upbringing, making them watch the show and mock people! They were good at fighting, but they were all cowards if they really wanted to fight. Furthermore, Zhang Muye's punch just now had sent Liu Bo flying. He was definitely not a good person.

However, in order to boost morale, Zhao Jian took the lead and rushed forward, but was caught by Zhang Muye. He grabbed Zhao Jian's elegant Mohican hairstyle and slapped Zhao Jian from left to right. Zhao Jian's exterior was burnt, but inside was tender. After he finished hitting, Zhang Muye clapped his hands and said,

"It feels so damn good!"

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