"Ping, Brother Ping..."

The little yellow-haired mind was blank. Seeing Brother Wei and the others ordering dishes, the "Brother Chang'an" was waiting for the spicy hot pot to be cooked again. Finally, he knew to seize this precious time and stammered at Brother Ping, "That Brother Chang'an...who?"

Brother Ping sat at the round table, glanced at him, picked his chin, and whispered in a low voice, "Brother Wei has to call him brother, what do you think?"

“…”

The little yellow-haired man was so panicked that he wanted to ask for help, his mind was blank again and he didn't know what to say. He didn't read much, and he didn't teach this in the book. For a moment, he could only think of the scenes in movies and TV that the little brother offended the boss and died very quickly and miserably.

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Wang Ke carefully brought his spicy hot pot over. The little yellow-haired moved to the side from a distance, and at the same time, a kind and even a bit flattering ugly smile appeared on his face.

Brother Ping also quickly smiled and saw a stool at the corner. He walked over from a distance and moved the stool aside.

Wang Ke was startled by his sudden movements. Fortunately, he knew that he recognized Fang Chang'an, so he was not worried about what he was going to do to him. Then he saw that he was helping him move the chair at the corner aside.

She was both puzzled and funny, but she still had a stern face and said "Thank you" in a low voice, walked back to the seat and sat down quietly, then looked at the little yellow-haired flat brother, lowered his head to eat.

Brother Ping sat down again, didn't dare to look at the beautiful girl more. He turned his head and finally found that the little yellow-haired expression was wrong. He asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

The little yellow-haired man was about to cry, "I just scolded Brother Chang'an..."

"Damn!"

Brother Ping's eyes immediately widened and almost cursed. The little yellow-haired man continued with a sad face: "Brother Chang'an...'s uncle..."

"I'll draft my uncle!"

Brother Ping cursed in his voice, "Are you looking for death? Brother Xu was beaten by him and still had to pull Brother Wei to apologize. How dare you scold him..."

He probably felt disrespectful to Brother Chang'an. He stopped halfway through his speech, took a breath, and said, "You just wait for Brother Wei to kill you."

"I……"

The little yellow-haired man originally wanted to ask for help, but was scared. He also heard that Brother Xu had to ask Brother Wei to help apologize after being beaten. He felt that his legs were going to be weak, "I don't know!"

He looked at Brother Wei and the others there and ordered it, and even more panicked, begging: "Brother Ping, please save me..."

"Save Mao, it's not possible for Brother Wei to come forward. What can I do?"

If it was something else, Brother Ping wouldn't mind showing his face, but he couldn't make up enough food to add himself, so he naturally didn't want to go to the muddy waters.

The little yellow-haired man wanted to say something else, but Liu Yan and Zhao Xu had already come over first. He was afraid of being heard, so he had to shut up.

Xiao Pingtou sat at the round table as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Seeing this, he quickly stood up and shouted: "Brother Xu, Brother Yan..."

Xiao Huangmao no longer dared to sit down. Xiao Pingtou wanted two little brothers who had the best relationship with Brother Wei to come and sit down, help to save the situation and share the pressure.

However, Brother Chang'an had dinner with his beautiful female classmates, and Zhao Xu and Liu Yan were not so jealous. He said hello and sat down at the table next to him.

Several boys came over one after another, obviously avoiding the empty round table inside, as if they were in a row of seats.

After all, Chang Wei is the leader, and he still wants to save face in front of him. Moreover, he has had a lot of contact with Fang Chang'an these days. He is not as restrained as before. He wants to serve Fang Chang'an a bowl. Fang Chang'an smiled and said no, so he came over.

There were many people sitting on the three round tables here, and the innermost round table was empty. Chang Wei naturally knew why. He was actually a little guilty, but he couldn't be cowardly in front of so many little guys.

Under the gaze of a group of little brothers, he walked to the table with the dignity of the leader. Then he realized that Wang Ke was sitting on this side, so he turned around and turned to the side of Xiaopingtou, and asked politely: "Is there no one here?"

“No, no.”

Xiao Pingtou didn't dare to say that there was someone, so he moved to the side and looked at the little yellow hair again.

Fang Chang'an had already come with a bowl. The little yellow-haired man was like waiting for the execution - the torture before the castration. He felt that this was the great disaster of life and death in his destiny.

Fang Changan could think of the little yellow-haired thoughts at the moment with his toes. He really didn't take this seriously. In comparison, he was comparing with Wang Ke. At the same time, while condemning himself, he couldn't help but think about what part that Zheng Lili didn't finish just now occupied most of his thoughts.

The shock was enough, but Fang Chang'an naturally didn't mind letting this guy suffer more psychological torture. When he passed by, he glanced at him indifferently and walked to Wang Ke and sat down.

Liu Yan was a little crowded. Liu Cheng hesitated for two seconds in the middle. The two girls who came from Fang Chang'an happened to leave after eating, so he walked over and sat down.

Chang Wei felt a little embarrassed while sitting, and seemed to be very apart from Chang'an Ge. He said tentatively in a joking tone: "Brother Chang'an, have you ordered two servings of noodles? Can you finish eating so much?"

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Under normal circumstances, it's really hard to say, but just after playing basketball for half a class, I was almost starving to death."

Chang Wei's eyes lit up, "Brother Chang'an, can you play basketball? Let's look back and I have the ball."

"I don't know. Today, I will follow the first time I touched it, and then I will make up the numbers and move on the way."

Chang Weiyun said: "Yes, it's better to sit and read books all day long, so you must have some exercises. There are also extra physical education tests in the middle school entrance examination."

Fang Chang'an was eating the cooked noodles with a bit old cook and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, you must be full marks if you don't need to practice. I really need to exercise, otherwise even girls will not be too embarrassed."

Chang Wei only thought he was joking, and then smiled and said, "That's impossible. No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than a girl!"

If only Fang Chang'an was the only one, Liu Cheng would probably know his temperament and would not get angry easily. He would dare to make a few jokes. However, with Chang Wei, he didn't say much. When he saw that both of them were joking, he laughed.

Brother Ping, Zhao Xu, Liu Yan and others on the table next to them laughed, no matter whether they found it funny or not. This is not flattery. Even if children of this age flatter others, they still have a psychological bottom line. Following them laugh mainly means that they are in the same group, which is different from those who can't talk to the people next to them.

It is also a subtle sense of psychological superiority.

Fang Chang'an nodded and smiled.

Wang Ke and Zheng Lili both looked up at him, then looked at each other again, lowered their heads and held back their smiles, and they did not expose him even if they gave him face.

We had a happy chat here. The little yellow-haired man sat down and didn't know where to sit, and didn't know what to do when standing. He didn't dare to laugh, and he didn't dare not not laugh. He had to tug his mouth, and laughed even more ugly than crying.

"No. 67 is OK."

The boss's voice promptly rescued Xiao Huangmao from the embarrassment. There was not much difference between him and Fang Chang'an and the others. The difference in number was because they were all written on the basket and they were not called in order.

Xiao Pingtou also followed Xiao Huangmao, stood at the counter and waited, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"

"How do I know?"

How could the little yellow-haired man have come out to have a meal? He complains a few times, and then swears when he opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut. He dares to scold the teacher to pretend, but he actually causes such trouble. He is also full of anger.

The two had similar status, Xiao Pingtou was not afraid of him. Seeing that he had a bad attitude, he subconsciously wanted to talk back, but soon realized that it was not the time and whispered: "If we don't wait until we apologize together, we can't even drag it over."

The little yellow-haired man also knew this, but so many people couldn't bear it, but thinking about how Brother Lian Xu had to ask Brother Wei to help him plead for mercy and then apologize, it wouldn't be so difficult to accept.

The little flat-headed one was still cooking. The little yellow-haired girl first took the bowl and came to the innermost round table with her teeth. She stood with the bowl in her arms and looked at Fang Chang'an first. Seeing him lowering his head to eat, the beautiful girl next to him looked at him.

The beautiful eyes were bright and clear, without any sarcasm or malice, but the little yellow-haired felt that his face became hotter and hotter. He quickly looked away. At that moment, he found that the extremely embarrassed person was thinking about the movies. The black boss who was very good at doing this seemed to have such a beautiful and kind woman...

Chang Wei was a little surprised to see that he was too restrained, but he only thought he was timid and was frightened by his calling "Brother Chang'an". This further relieved his nervousness and waved his hand and said, "Sit, sit."

"hold head high."

The little yellow-haired responded in a low voice, put the bowl on the table, but did not sit down. Instead, he looked at Fang Chang'an, struggled for a while, and whispered: "Brother Chang'an, I'm sorry just now, I know I was wrong."

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Chang'an. Fang Chang'an calmly finished eating the vegetables in his mouth. Wang Ke and Zheng Lili had already looked up. Chang Wei realized something immediately, turned his head, and his eyebrows seemed to be about to stand up, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little yellow-haired voice was too low. Liu Yan and the others started to speak in a low voice at this moment, but they didn't notice that this was a public place, and Chang Wei consciously lowered his voice.
Chapter completed!