"Uh, Miss, how can that be, I have a lot of respect for Song Daitian, I also have a lot of respect for Brother Liu, I just took the initiative to help him out with a small favor, just to show him some goodwill, how can I let your dad have a bad time with her dad."
"Alright, I don't want to listen to your sophistry, anyway you stay away from them in the future, if you get beaten up by Song Yu'er's bodyguards and lose my dad's face, you better be careful."
"Hehe, Miss, you're underestimating me, just that bodyguard of Song Yu'er, he looks like a fool, where could he be my opponent, it wouldn't be easy for me to really take care of him. Of course, we are all in the same line of work, I couldn't have done that, peers should have taken care of each other."
Liona was very speechless as Omi shook his head, not wanting to say anything, and went straight upstairs.
Omi came to Senior Three Fifth Class first.
"Omi, come here, did you go to the hospital this weekend? "Fellow tablemate Carlos asked with concern.
Omi nodded, "Hehe, thanks for your concern, I'm fine."
"Wow, great, you're finally back to normal. "Carlos said.
"By the way, Carlos, I might have to change classes. "Omi said.
"Ah, transferring classes?"
"Yeah, I'm now my lady's campus bodyguard, and I might have to move to my lady's class, my lady is Liona."
Carlos shook his head and sighed, "Looks like you're not well yet."
"It's better."
"Omi, if you're well, why would you say something like that, what kind of personal bodyguard of Liona, do you know who Liona is?"
Omi nodded, "Of course I know, our lady is one of the school flowers of Baiyun High School."
"Knowing that you're still talking nonsense, she's not only a school flower, she's also a rich second generation, there are no men in the world before she would hire you as some kind of bodyguard."
"I'm serious."
At this time, the boy in the front row turned back and roared, "What's the noise, didn't you hear the bell ringing for the morning class."
Carlos immediately lowered his head, not daring to talk to Omi again, the so-called what kind of people, make what kind of friends, the reason why Carlos was able to become a class with Omi was precisely because Carlos was a class with Omi, of course, referring to the scum aspect.
The boy in the front row looked at Omi again and said, "You neurotic, can you calm down a bit? If you're going crazy, get the hell out of here. Returning to be the school flower's personal bodyguard, a fool's dream, not looking at what kind of bird you are. Omi, if you keep whining, I'll slash you to death if you don't believe me."
The commotion here had already caught the attention of the whole class, and all the students in the class were looking at Omi and his front row.
Omi was being gripped for no reason and was very depressed.
Omi said, "This brother, please speak politely, although everyone knows that I am a polite person, but if I meet someone who is not polite, I don't want to speak politely to him. For example, you didn't speak politely to me just now, if you don't speak politely to me again, be careful I won't speak politely to you either."
"Ahhhh. "The boy in the front row yelled, and Omi's string of polite, polite, polite, polite made him numb and distracted.
"fck you, what the fck are you. "The boy in the front row slapped Omi's table.
Carlos was busy: "Omi, don't say it, they are top students, the teacher won't help us."
Omi huffed, "I don't care what top students, if they dare to play a rascal, I will educate him."
"Grass you, what are you, you dare to educate me?"
The boy in the front row immediately grabbed Omi's clothes, the reason why he dared to grab Omi's clothes was because he usually despised Omi very much, Omi was a very low class person in his eyes. Secondly, he was one of the top students in his class, while Omi was one of the 10,000 years down, but right now Omi was still saying that he wanted to educate him, making him very angry.
"Omi, grass you, you're a class trash, what are you? "The boys in the front row grabbed Omi's collar and yelled.
Omi was furious and suddenly shook with internal force.
"Ah. "The boy in the front row suddenly felt like an electric shock and was busy letting go of Omi.
At that moment, Omi grabbed the other boy's clothes and threw him towards the class trash pile.
"Swoosh. "The man flew into the pile of trash in the corner.
"Ouch. "The man's body trembled and screamed.
The students in the class looked at Omi in amazement, how much force did it take to throw a hundred pounds person into the trash pile, at least four or five meters apart.
Carlos said in amazement, "Omi, why are you so strong?You used to be weak, huh?"
Omi smiled, "I used to pretend to compare on purpose, but now I don't want to pretend."
"What."
"I mean, I used to deliberately pretend to compare and act weak, but now I don't want to pretend. "Omi thought that Carlos didn't hear clearly and said it out loud, the whole class looked at Omi dumbfounded, doesn't he blush even if he fakes a comparison?
The word 'pretending to compare' was a word that Omi had seen on TV, Omi probably knew the meaning, but didn't know that 'pretending to compare' was a derogatory term and thought it was an adjective, so he boldly said that he was pretending to compare, not blushing in the slightest.
The boy who had been thrown to the trash by Omi fell into the trash and screamed oi and oi.
At that moment, the class president went up and helped that student up.
"Shall we go take you to the infirmary?"
"No, help me back to my seat, I need to call Zhou Peng back, he'll wait for me."
"I'd better report to the class president first."
That student was helped back to his seat by the class president.
Omi consoled, "This brother, from now on, you have to be like me, be polite and civilized, otherwise if you don't get taught a lesson by me today, you'll be taught by someone else the next day. The rivers and lakes are dangerous, the human heart…"
"f*ck you, have you said enough? "The man turned back, and even dared to yell at Omi again after being thrown to the trash.
"Ugh. "Omi was startled, and thought he had learned his lesson and definitely wouldn't dare.
"Omi, you wait, Zhou Peng is a poor student I tutored. "The boy in the front row took out his phone after saying that and called out, but unfortunately no one answered, so he sent a text: "Zhou Peng, I was beaten by Omi."
Omi sighed, "Alas, forget it."
Omi didn't want to get along with this kind of low-level person.
Carlos whispered, "Omi, do you know martial arts?"
Omi nodded his head, "Yeah."
"Damn, you're pretending too deep, you can even hide martial arts so deeply, what's the point of hanging out with me, a hangman. "Carlos couldn't understand and looked at Omi.
"Haha, now you believe what I just said, I'm Liona's personal bodyguard."
"I kind of believe it."
Omi remembered what the boys in the front row said about Zhou Peng, he was busy asking, "By the way, who is that Zhou Peng he just said?"