"You guys are too much!" Zhu Zihao wiped his face with some anger, but the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became.

Looking at Zhu Zihao's funny appearance, the few people laughed even louder.

Many people around him looked over and heard the sound, and when they saw Zhu Zihao's appearance, they all laughed.

Hearing the laughter, Zhu Zihao's original anger disappeared suddenly, turning into inferiority and fear, and his face turned red.

Embarrassment, unparalleled embarrassment!

Zhu Zihao's body was trembling, angry, afraid, and inferior.

Everyone in front of him seemed to be like a demon, flying above his head, mocking him, making his eyes turn black.

Until one moment, a hand reached over, "Classmate, I have wet wipes here, you can wipe your face."

Zhu Zihao was stunned and turned his head slightly. An angel suddenly appeared in the demon world.

It was a very sincere face. From his eyes, Zhu Zihao saw no expression of mocking him.

"Thank you, thank you!" Zhu Zihao stumbled, then took the wet wipes, rubbed them hard on his face, as if he wanted to cover his face with a wet wipe.

But the next second, the boy who had handed him a wet wipe grabbed his instant noodles bucket and sprinkled the remaining soup to the young people next to him without hesitation.

"Crazy!" The soup, red oil, and instant noodles were all sprinkled on the heads, faces, and bodies of the people. At the same time, the boys around them began to laugh out loud, "Hey, look, the oily noodles, no, noodle noodles, hahaha, Li Xunhuan is not as real as his instant noodles, hahaha!"

Zhu Zihao was stunned for a moment, looked at the boy next to him in surprise, and then looked at the instant noodles head in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.

But then, he noticed something was wrong.

Opposite the expressions on the faces of the young people became gloomy little by little, and the eyes seemed to be about to eat people.

Not far away, more and more people were gathering in the fun.

Things are getting big! It's over!

Zhu Zihao's face changed and he pushed Xu Qingyang, "Brother, go quickly, I don't know you, don't vent your anger for me, go quickly."

"What are you afraid of? They are asking you for trouble first." Xu Qingyang waved his hand, "Just sit here and watch."

While speaking, the young man on the opposite side slowly raised his head, with violent eyes in his eyes.

"Are you looking for death?"

Xu Qingyang smiled, "Like an idiot, I often see instant noodles, this is the first time I have a head of instant noodles, hahaha!"

"Bastard!" Hearing this, the young man was annoyed and roared and picked up the chair next to him and rushed towards Xu Qingyang.

Xu Qingyang frowned, did not dodge, and just raised his arm and blocked his head.

"Bang!" The chair fell down with a bang, and Zhang Zhishui next to him was shocked.

This kid is crazy and doesn't hide!

Zhang Zhishui subconsciously wanted to push Xu Qingyang away, but found that Xu Qingyang was still motionless.

The chair was broken directly the moment it touched Xu Qingyang's body.

"Wow!" The chair was broken and scattered on the ground. The young man was also confused. He just wanted to teach Xu Qingyang a lesson, but he didn't expect that he would not hide.

The people watching the fun next to him were panicked and hurriedly turned to find the teacher.

Zhu Zihao stood up suddenly, furiously rushed to the young man, and with all his might, he ran into the young man.

So they decided to push everything on Zhu Zihao.

"I, I admit my mistake!" Zhu Zihao lowered his head.

"Okay, since that's the case, we will punish you and fire you. As for Luo Cheng's medical expenses, you can give them!" The director of the training department said.

"This!" Zhu Zihao's face changed again. His family's conditions were average, and the medical expenses were just a bottomless pit.

"Director, I have a question. What's wrong with classmate Zhu Zihao?" Xu Qingyang frowned and directly interrupted the conversation between the two.

The director of the training department looked dark, "It's because of him, isn't he right?"

"But it was me who hit people, Zhang Zhishui and Zhu Zihao, but he didn't even raise his hand. You just said it was his fault, right?" Xu Qingyang said.

The director's face changed again, a little annoyed.

What a group of old men!
Chapter completed!