Chapter 97: Pretending to be a meticulous job

　　 Qin Yang was looking energetically, a figure suddenly blocked Qin Yang's sight. Qin Yang looked up and saw Zhang Kun in a suit and shoes standing in front of him.
　　 Zhang Kun put one hand in his pocket, holding a glass of red wine in one hand, and did not sit down. He just stood in front of Qin Yang and asked condescendingly: "You know Wen Yuyan?"
　　 Qin Yang frowned. Are you annoying? I just wanted to see my joke, but I didn’t see the joke. Now I am curious about the baby again?
　　 "It doesn't seem to be your business, right?"
Zhang Kun snorted coldly: "Of course it's not my business, but at any rate we know each other. I'm just here to advise you. Wen Yuyan is not something someone like you can look up to. If she is a bright moon in the sky, then you are a mud field. The toad inside..."
Qin Yang narrowed his eyes for two points, his eyes fell on Zhang Kun's face, and he said impatiently: "I said Zhang Kun, how old are you, how can you be as naive as a child? Do you think you Wearing a suit and I am wearing jeans, you are better than me. Do you think you slapped me in the face when you laughed at me?"
Zhang Kun's original pretentious expression instantly solidified, and his eyes showed a look of anger and anger, and he retorted: "Are you proud to be dressed like you? You can add up to more than 500 yuan. , Do you know what this place is, so you are embarrassed to join in here? Helping people give gifts, maybe it is a poor relative and poor friend who wants to get in touch with me, and I am embarrassed to pull down my old face and let you Come on, after all, you are young, no one will take you seriously?"
Qin Yang's face was as usual, and he said faintly: "Maybe you are proud to be here, but I am not. If you are not entrusted by others, I will not come, and I don't want to make any relationship. I rely on me for everything. You can earn it yourself, how about you?"
Qin Yang’s voice was a little bit colder and unabashedly mocking: "In addition to relying on the family’s money and his father’s little power, what else can you do? What else can you order? Are you awesome in your studies? You fight Isn’t it awesome, do you have a point that you can be proud of?"
Zhang Kun’s handsome face suddenly turned into a pig liver color. He had dealt with Qin Yang twice before and knew that Qin Yang had the ability, but he felt that Qin Xingzi was quite soft and didn’t seem to get angry. But now I found myself wrong!
　　 What is the word in this TM's mouth, it's just a sprayed knife, the knife pierces people's hearts!
　　 With a squirt of this mouth, it feels more slapped than Xianwushan last time!
Zhang Kun clenched his fists and looked at Qin Yang with fire-breathing eyes. Qin Yang took a drink, took a faint sip, glanced over his clenched fist, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "What's wrong, I want to fight Me, can you fight?"
　　 Zhang Kun clenched his teeth, as if he was about to grind his teeth. He swears that if he couldn't really beat Qin Yang, he would definitely punch him!
Qin Yang looked at Zhang Kun's appearance, his eyes fell on Zhang Kun's hand holding a red wine glass, and continued mocking: "You still pretend to serve a glass of red wine, can you drink it, can you taste red wine, even the simplest posture of holding the glass? I'm all wrong, so I am embarrassed to learn from others?"
　　 Zhang Kun's face turned blood red, and he whispered: "What are you pretending to be?"
Qin Yang's three fingers gently clamped the foot of the glass in front of him, and shook it lightly. The transparent drink swayed gently in the glass. Qin Yang placed it in front of him, pretended to smell it, and then gently After taking a sip and passing it in his mouth, he slowly swallowed it and said with a smile, "Good wine."
Of course Qin Yang wasn't drinking wine, but the posture he had just done was a standard posture for drinking red wine. He deliberately did this, obviously mocking Zhang Kun's wrong posture of holding the glass with his palm, and mocking him for not drinking at all. Red wine, but pretending not to understand.
Qin Yang saw Qiu Si today. For some reason, he felt a little impetuous in his heart. Perhaps it was because he looked at Qiu Si in front of him and happily. Then thinking about the master’s loneliness, he was a little bit angry for the master. It just so happened that Zhang Kun didn’t have long eyes to provoke him. , Qin Yang's anger all poured onto Zhang Kun.
　　 "Zhang Kun, we are classmates, and I also advise you that pretending to be a meticulous job is also a very elegant thing. If you pretend to be wrong, it is easy to be regarded as a fool."
"you!"
Zhang Kun's face was pale, and he was in a dilemma. He couldn't beat and beat, said and said. If you want to go crazy, don't dare to go wild here, let alone him, even his dad here is nothing. If he is in trouble, I guess. Was driven out in minutes.
　　 "Young man, you can't be too arrogant, otherwise you will be easily beaten in the face."
A low-pitched male voice came in from the side. Qin Yang turned his head and saw Zhang Long walking towards him with a sullen face. He was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and he was holding a glass in his palm, but he had An overwhelming momentum.
　　 Zhang Kun saw Zhang Long~EbookFREE.me~ and was ashamed and embarrassed: "Dad..."
　　 Zhang Long waved his hand and turned his head to stare at Qin Yang: "Young man, you can speak well, but I don't know if the bones are hard enough?"
Qin Yang leaned back in the chair lazily, and said lightly: "I’ve hit a small one and come out old. My bones are hard enough, don’t you know if you try it, but you have to be careful, your fists are hard, but It will hurt as much as hitting the wall."
Zhang Long’s pupils contracted slightly. He was originally not prepared to intervene in the affairs between Qin Yang and Zhang Kun, but when he came back after a round of greetings, he happened to see Zhang Kun almost crying by Qin Yang, standing there aggrieved. It was not cursing, nor was it extremely embarrassing to do it, and finally couldn't help standing up.
　　 As a father, who wants to watch his children being bullied, not to mention that he is still a big brother, and maybe there are many people here that he really can't offend, but he will definitely not include the guy in front of him.
Originally in Zhang Long’s estimation, after he came forward, Qin Yang would definitely admit it. After all, the other party was just a freshman in his twenties, and he had great psychological advantages in terms of age and aura. Yang's reaction greatly exceeded his expectations.
　　 Facing his unconcealed threat, Qin Yang didn't even start to froze, and slapped his face with his backhand.
　　 Are you asking me whether my bones are hard?
　　 first ask if your fists are hard enough?
　　 hit me carefully, my bones were not broken, and your fist broke, don’t blame me for not reminding you.
　　 Zhang Long's eyes became sharper and sharper by two points, like a knife: "Young man, I am afraid you still don't know who I am?"
　　 Qin Yang curled his lips, and was about to continue to spray Zhang Long, when a crisp woman's voice came in: "Zhang Long, why, bully the kids?"