An Yuying got jealous again when she heard Luo Yang talking on the phone with Tang Guihua.
After Luo Yang finished the call, An Yuying pouted, "Someone's going to class now."
Seeing no one around, Luo Yang pecked An Yuying's lips again.
"Sister An, see you in the afternoon. I'll take you to buy some clothes then," Luo Yang said.
Hearing this, the jealousy on An Yuying's pretty face finally subsided.
"I have clothes already."
"Sister An, I'll buy you a few sets of underwear," he said.
At his words, An Yuying's cheeks flushed red, looking as though water was about to drip from them.
"No need for that."
"Sister An, we'll talk in the afternoon, I'm heading back now, huh."
Returning to Qin Piao's house, Luo Yang called Hong Jiaxin, and they went to Tang Guihua's house together.
By then Tang Guihua had changed into her clothes and come downstairs.
When she saw Luo Yang, she would recall the conversation she had just had with her mother.
Because Hong Jiaxin was there, it was inconvenient for Tang Guihua to speak out.
"Sister Guihua, what are you smiling about?"
Luo Yang saw the strong smile on Tang Guihua's face and was curious.
"Nothing much. Get in the car," Tang Guihua said with a seductive smile.
The car was driven by Tang Guihua, with Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin sitting in the back of the vehicle.
The preliminary rounds of the table tennis competition began in the morning. Due to a large number of participants, some competed in the morning and some in the afternoon.
Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin had signed up for mixed doubles.
They hadn't practiced at all in the past few days.
Heading for the competition now, they were there to participate.
Catching a glance at Hong Jiaxin, and seeing her looking back at him, Luo Yang smiled, "Class president, if we win the championship, Teacher Su will definitely be happy."
While speaking, he took the opportunity to glance at Hong Jiaxin's fair and full bosom.
Hong Jiaxin smiled without saying a word.
If it were singles, she felt Luo Yang could get a fairly good ranking.
Mixed doubles were less certain.
They soon arrived at the front gate of Dongfeng Middle School, parked the car and Tang Guihua asked, "Do you want me to come pick you up at noon?"
"No need," Luo Yang replied.
Watching Tang Guihua drive off, Luo Yang then entered the school gate.
Hong Jiaxin went back to her class first.
He just happened to run into Yu Yong in the school; he was the school security guard, and it would be difficult for him if they fought Zhang Xinglong right there.
"Brother Yang, do we have visitors coming for interviews at the school again today?"
As he spoke, Yu Yong handed over a cigarette.
"No, Brother Yong, I'm here to do something at the school," Luo Yang said, taking the cigarette.
"What is it?" Yu Yong stretched his neck, waiting to hear.
So Luo Yang told him about wanting to beat up Zhang Xinglong.
After hearing it, Yu Yong said, "Brother Yang, as long as I am here, let's not hit him yet."
It wasn't easy to come to the school today.
Luo Yang didn't have the time to come to the school every day; now that he was here, he wanted to settle the score with Zhang Xinglong.
"Brother Yong, go take a walk around," Luo Yang urged.
"Brother Yang, if the leaders find out, I can't explain it," Yu Yong took deep drags from his cigarette.
Luo Yang knew Yu Yong was in a tough position.
But his brother had been beaten up, and if he didn't come to take revenge for his brother, that would be unacceptable.
Dai Bao Jian had always been very loyal; whenever Luo Yang needed help with anything, he never hesitated to lend a hand.
He also had a good relationship with Yu Yong, and Luo Yang didn't want to make things difficult for him.
"Brother Yong, I have to beat Zhang Xinglong today, don't stop me," Luo Yang said.
"Brother Yang, don't do it in school. Once you're outside the school gates, whatever you do is none of my business," Yu Yong said with a troubled expression.
Luo Yang put his arm around Yu Yong's shoulders and walked out of the school gates.
"I want to do it here at the school for everyone to see. Whoever dares to mess with my brothers, I won't let them off easy," Luo Yang said.
"Brother Yang, it's the same if you settle the accounts with him outside the school," Yu Yong tried to persuade.
"You must be aware of Zhang Xinglong's reputation. Hitting him wasn't too much. I did it, so I'll take the responsibility. The school might punish me, but let it be just me. Cut me some slack."
Seeing that Luo Yang was not open to negotiation, Yu Yong's expression darkened slightly.
But he also knew better than to provoke Luo Yang, fearing that if they really fell out, he might end up getting beaten.
As a school security guard, if he pretended not to know about this incident, he could save face. But now that he did know, Yu Yong felt embarrassed.
"I owe you one. If you ever need anything, just ask," Luo Yang said.
Yu Yong took a long drag on his cigarette and seemed to have made up his mind.
"Brother Yang, if you fight him here, the school will punish you. Please think it over," Yu Yong continued to persuade him.
"I'll take all the consequences. Brother Yong, why don't you take a walk for now?" Luo Yang suggested.
The two approached the main school gate again.
Yu Yong frowned and had no choice but to ride his motorcycle out of the school.
Dongfeng Middle School had only one security guard.
Yu Yong was actually more like a part-time guard, only occasionally checking in. He'd rush over only if a fight broke out among students.
Luo Yang then sent a message to Dai Bao Jian, asking him to come out.
After a while, Dai Bao Jian arrived at the school's bicycle shed.
Seeing Dai Bao Jian's eye swollen and squinted to a slit, Luo Yang laughed, "Well, at least your hairstyle isn't messed up."
Dai Bao Jian cared a lot about his hairstyle. His head could be broken, but his hair must not be disturbed.
"Niu Zai, I'm counting on you," he said.
Despite the smile, his voice was hoarse, showing his excitement.
"You're my brother. If I don't help you, who will? Let me see how bad the injury is," Luo Yang offered.
Then Luo Yang pressed on the injured area on Dai Bao Jian and found the injury wasn't too severe.
His eye was just short of being severely disfigured.
Seeing that the class would end soon, Luo Yang sent a message to Xiao Daniu, asking him to call Zhang Xinglong over to the bicycle shed after class.
Ding ding ding...
The class bell rang.
A short while later, Xiao Daniu called to say that Zhang Xinglong was hiding in the classroom and refused to come out.
"Let's go to his classroom," Luo Yang decided.
Accompanied by Dai Bao Jian, he reached the doorway of Class 2, Senior Year 2, where students were typically chatting during the break. But as they saw Luo Yang, they all became silent.
Xiao Daniu was waiting there.
"Niu Zai, he's inside the class," Xiao Daniu informed.
"Let's go in and give him a proper lesson," Luo Yang called out.
Immediately, the three of them walked into Class 2, Senior Year 2. No one dared to speak out, and they all looked on in astonishment.
When Zhang Xinglong saw Luo Yang, his face was stricken with panic.
"Do you want to talk here, or shall we go outside?" Luo Yang said coldly.
Several boys who usually hung around with Zhang Xinglong stood to the side. With one glare from Luo Yang, they quickly lowered their heads and backed away.
Zhang Xinglong was both shocked and furious, and he glared back at Luo Yang.
Thump!
Luo Yang kicked over and knocked Zhang Xinglong, who was sitting in his chair, to the floor.
In Dongfeng Middle School, Luo Yang was the only one who dared to hit Zhang Xinglong.
Zhang Xinglong got up, grabbed a chair, and lunged at Luo Yang.
Bang!
Luo Yang delivered a sweeping kick, sending the chair and Zhang Xinglong flying.
Slamming hard against the wall, Zhang Xinglong slumped down to the floor.
Luo Yang grabbed Zhang Xinglong by the collar and dragged him out of the class, as if pulling a dog.
In Class 2, Senior Year 2, no one dared to stand up for Zhang Xinglong. Terribly afraid, they shrank into their seats, not even daring to glance at Luo Yang, for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.
"You hit my brother!"
Luo Yang dragged Zhang Xinglong and slammed him against the wall. With a loud bang, Zhang Xinglong fell to the ground.
"So, how are we going to settle this account?" Luo Yang delivered another kick.
Zhang Xinglong trembled, his face turning ashen with fear.
As a senior, being beaten up by a junior was already humiliating.
But in front of Luo Yang, Zhang Xinglong was like an ant in front of a lion, with no capacity to fight back.