Back in the classroom, Xiang Yang, Xiao Su and Tian Zhuangzhuang sat in the back row.

After Xiang Yang briefly described the process of beating Zhang Yu just now, Xiao Su opened her eyes wide and looked at Xiang Yang in disbelief and said, "I didn't expect you to practice!"

Xiang Yang laughed twice, not intending to continue the topic. Although he was not sure what was going on, he was sure that it must be related to the bronze mirror.

Moreover, the more important thing for him now is how to deal with Zhang Yu's affairs. Now that he beat Zhang Yu, there will definitely be a lot of trouble next.

In order not to implicate Tian Zhuangzhuang and Xiao Su, he said, "From now on, you should try to keep your distance from me!"

"Xiang Yang, it's boring for you to say this. Although we have known each other for a long time, at least we are from the same dormitory. How could we watch you be bullied by outsiders!" Tian Zhuangzhuang said.

"Yes!" Xiao Su echoed, "At worst, I can fight him to the death!"

Xiang Yang shook his head, and through the previous conversations, he roughly learned about the situation of these two roommates. Both of them had an average family background and they didn't have the confidence to fight to the death.

He smiled, patted Tian Zhuangzhuang on the shoulder, and said lightly: "I appreciate your kindness! But one person does things and one person does it. This matter is due to me, and I should settle it myself. And I will tell you a secret. I have indeed practiced it. Although I dare not say that I can fight ten, at least I will not let them bully it!"

Seeing that Tian Zhuangzhuang and Xiao Su seemed to believe their words, Xiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, as the get out of class was over, his heart began to feel uneasy.

He didn't know if there would be more than a dozen people waiting for him outside the classroom if get out of class was over.

To his surprise, when he walked out of the classroom after class, Zhang Yu did not seek revenge on him and had nothing to do; then from the time he went to the cafeteria to finish his meal and then to the dormitory, there was still nothing to do!

It was precisely this kind of calm that made him feel more and more uneasy, always feeling like the tranquility before the storm came.

With a nervous mood, Xiangyang took the whole day of the class.

On the way to the cafeteria after class, Zhao Gaoming appeared again.

Zhao Gaoming pulled him aside and said seriously: "Xiang Yang, tell me that Zhang Yu was not injured by you!"

"He was injured?"

Zhao Gaoming nodded slightly, "Yes! It is said to be a concussion, and he is still lying in the school hospital to observe."

"No, I just slapped him in the face, why did you?"

"You really hurt him!" Zhao Gaoming said in disbelief. After staring at Xiang Yang blankly for a while, he suddenly moved to the side, showing fear, "It's fake, I remember you were very weak before!"

"Or why don't you try!"

"No, no!" Zhao Gaoming waved his hand and took a step back, "What should I do now? If you have all the Zhang Yu in the hospital, he will definitely not spare you."

"What does that have to do with you?"

Zhao Gaoming's eyes flashed, "We are fellow villagers and alumni at least, so can't we care about you!"

"Zhao Gaoming, I won't ask you to come out with Zhang Ruochu."

"Who wants to have an appointment with her? I, Zhao Gaoming, can you look down on me at all! Can you stop thinking about me so profitably!" Zhao Gaoming blushed and said, "By the way, fellow villagers will have a dinner tomorrow night, do you know?"

Xiang Yang shook his head.

Zhao Gaoming sighed, "You rely on your parents at home and friends outside. You are already an adult, so you should make more friends. There are quite a lot of people in our fellow villagers. Go and find the president to see if he can help you solve this problem."

Xiang Yang did not agree or refuse.

Zhao Gaoming's words just now made him look at him with admiration. He suddenly felt that Zhao Gaoming's thoughts were much more mature, but instead he became the ignorant person himself.

It's late at night.

In the dormitory, the three roommates were playing with computers, while Xiang Yang was lying on the bed and looking at the bronze mirror.

He clenched his fists, waved it into the air, and felt a powerful force stirring his fists. He frowned and narrowed his eyes, wondering whether this mysterious force came from this mirror or the world inside the mirror?

......

On the next day.

After repeated consideration, Xiang Yang decided to listen to Zhao Gaoming's suggestions and attend the dinner of the fellow villagers.

However, when he appeared at the restaurant where the dinner was on time, the restaurant owner told him that no one had booked a dinner.

He called Zhao Gaoming, but Zhao Gaoming's phone was turned off. He was worried that Zhao Gaoming might have joined forces with Zhang Yu to set up an ambush, so he immediately returned to school and then went to the cafeteria for dinner.

As night fell, it was almost seven o'clock when Xiangyang finished supper. A few steps away from the cafeteria, his cell phone rang. It was the call from Senior Aliang who was receiving him when he was admitted.

When the phone answered, senior Aliang's voice came: "Hey, Xiangyang, where are you?"

"I'm at the entrance of the cafeteria."

"Cain! Have you had dinner? Didn't Zhao Gaoming tell you that our fellow villagers will have a dinner tonight?"

Xiang Yang was a little surprised. It turned out that Zhao Gaoming did not lie to him, so he said blankly: "He told me yesterday. But I went to that restaurant just now and no one had a meal at all."

"Which restaurant? You won't go wrong, are you?"

"Fu Run De."

"It's not Fu Runde, it's De Runfu! Come quickly, many fellow villagers!"

"Senior, but I've eaten it."

"Then let's have a few drinks and meet a few girls!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yang pondered: Is it Zhao Gaoming who said it wrong or he heard it wrong?

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at Derunfu Restaurant outside the north gate of the school. Before he could enter, he heard a wave of familiar dialects of his hometown.

As soon as he stepped into the restaurant, he saw senior Aliang standing and waving to him.

"Xiang Yang, come here! Come here!"

He walked over there and soon saw Zhao Gaoming sitting next to Senior Aliang.

At the moment when the two eyes met, Zhao Gaoming asked, "Xiang Yang, why did you come so late? Did you think you won't come?"

"Why can't your phone call be reached?"

"Is that true?" Zhao Gaoming said as he took out his cell phone from his pocket, "It's out of power!"

After sitting down, Senior Aliang poured three glasses of wine in front of Xiangyang, "This is Xiangyang's junior from the Finance Class of our School of Economics and School of Economics and graduated from Guanwen High School. He was late and asked him to punish himself for three glasses."

"drink!"

"drink!"

It was hard to stop the affection, so Xiang Yang had to bite the bullet and swallow three glasses of wine. Although it was just beer, he had almost never drunk alcohol before and felt a little uncomfortable.

"I have told the president about your affairs just now. Don't worry, he will help you with this matter. However, you can't cause trouble again in the future." Zhao Gaoming put his hand on Xiang Yang's shoulder and said loudly, pretending to be very good to Xiang Yang.

"Xiang Yang, Zhang Yu lives in the dormitory next to me, and I will also help you with love. That guy is really not easy to mess with. Just stay away from him in the future." Senior Aliang said.

He showed bitterness to the foreign face, and he didn't want this to be known to everyone. Zhao Gaoming and Senior Aliang said this, making him look like a young man who loves to cause trouble and is ignorant of the world.

However, as long as Zhang Yu’s affairs can be resolved, he will be relieved.

Next, we get to know each other with fellow villagers. Every time we know someone, we have to drink at least half a glass of wine, so we only know one table of people, and he feels about to vomit.

He rushed to the bathroom as fast as possible, and saw someone occupying it, and had to rush downstairs. Finally, next to a trash can near the restaurant, he vomited out all the wine he drank, and all the food he had eaten in the cafeteria just now.

He bent his body and washed the air conditioner with big mouthfuls, regretting drinking so much wine.

At this moment, a bottle of water reached in front of him.

"Give!"

His eyes were shining, and he turned around and exclaimed: "Why are you? Liu Yitong!"

The girl named Liu Yitong in front of me is his high school classmate.

Although they were classmates for three years, they were not very familiar with each other due to lack of communication.

In Xiang Yang's impression, Liu Yitong is a very shy girl with short hair, her voice is very small and thin when she speaks, and she will blush at any time.

"Drink some water?" Liu Yitong whispered, looking very shy. Now she has long hair shawls, which is different from what she remembers.

"Thanks!"

While Xiang Yang was drinking water, Liu Yitong took out another tissue and handed it to Xiang Yang.

"Actually, I'm here to attend the dinner of the fellow villagers," she said with her head down.

"Ah! Do we go to the same school?"

Liu Yitong's eyes were shining, "Yes! Don't you know? Didn't Zhao Gaoming tell you?"

Xiang Yang nodded repeatedly and muttered thoughtfully: "How could he tell me?"

"By the way," he looked at Liu Yitong and asked, "Which major is yours?"

"computer."

"Wow!" Xiang Yang found it incredible, "A girl as cute as you actually learns computer science, and the style is not right."

Liu Yitong's little face suddenly turned red, so nervous that she couldn't speak.

"By the way," Xiangyang took out his cell phone from his pocket, "Tell me your cell phone number and contact me often in the future."

"Yeah!" Liu Yitong agreed with a smile, her eyes narrowed into two rainbows.

After chatting outside for a while, Xiang Yang and Liu Yitong returned to the restaurant. When the two walked out of the restaurant again, it was more than an hour later that the dinner had ended.
To be continued...