Chapter 9:

"I told you, Xiaofang Fang, you shouldn't stop me, let me kick the kid, and let him know why the flowers are so red!" Pang Zifei complained without expression.
Home made small! Looks cute! Good character! Beloved from childhood to big! Not to mention washing the dishes or even the dishes! The Yu Mo dare to let Chi Fang wash his clothes ...
Pang Zifei thought more and more angry, more and more angry, and finally turned around and went back, "No, I still want to hit him."
Chi Fang reached out and dragged the man back, "OK, don't go."
He also did not expect that Yu Mo would bring his clothes to school for him to wash ... The oil stains on the clothes were really what he got, and there was nothing wrong with Yu Mo making him responsible. It's just that Chi Fang was not very happy. After all, it was considered that he saved Yu Mo last night, but Yu Mo only remembered that he had soiled his school uniform ...
Not angry, that's the boss of the future, can't afford to ... not angry ... still angry!
Pang Zifei looked at Chi Fang's expression and couldn't help shrinking his head.
After that, Chi Xiaofang's little universe erupted.
On the afternoon of Thursday afternoon, the second session was a physical education class. The Chi Fang had run a thousand meters. The physical education teacher announced that they would dissolve with a big hand.
Several boys led by Pang Zifei turned their heads and ran to the basketball court. There were not many ball frames in the school, but they all came together in physical education classes, making each time they grabbed the ball like fighting.
Although Pang Zifei was not tall, he was fast enough and rushed to the court first. Clap the ball and dunk a few steps forward, which is considered as taking up the ball frame.
After a few steps, I picked up the basketball. Pang Zifei turned around and saw Chi Fang slowly come over. He couldn't help rolling his eyes and passed the ball. "Master Ye, the speed is a lot faster today. "
Chi Fang took the basketball and hauled it twice. He also hasn't touched basketball for a long time, and felt a little bit emotional.
Several boys in the class who played better with Pang Zifei followed, and divided into two teams according to their previous habits. Although Chi Fang hasn't touched basketball for a long time, his physical memory is still there. After getting familiar with the feel of the hand, he quickly recovered and became more and more engaged.
The weather had turned cold at the end of October, but Chi Fang's forehead still sweated a lot. He wiped the hem of the school uniform casually, and was about to stand up and talk to Pang Zifei to take a break, and then heard the sharp scream of a girl suddenly coming from behind him.
Painful ... Chi Fang was slammed forward and took a slamming step without falling directly.
"I'm going! Chi Xiaofang, are you okay ?!" Pang Zifei saw his own hair hit by a ball and his voice trembled. The basketball in his hand was thrown directly to the side, and a sprint rushed forward to support the pool side.
Although Chi Fang's face was a little white, his expression was still sober. One hand was lying on the back of his head, and his mouth was constantly drawing gas, which looked terrible.
Pang Zifei cursed inwardly and went directly to the culprit.
As a result, Pang Zifei was stunned. The ball had already been picked up by another person, apparently to continue playing directly, not only did he not feel guilty, and he did not even apologize to Chi Fang.
Pang Zifei froze with a cold face, and stretched out his hand to shoot the basketball in the man's hand.
"What are you doing?" The man turned his head full of anger and looked away when he saw Pang Zifei, but he quickly ran into Pang Zifei with anger: "Don't make a mess."
Pang Zifei ignored the threat, and reached out and dragged the boy's collar, throwing him in front of the pool, coldly: "Your uncle, apologize to Lao Tzu."
The man who was dragged was almost lying in front of Chi Fang, and his mouth was still cursing. "It's just a smash. It's so precious, Master, like a little girl ..."
The boy's voice stopped abruptly, and a layer of cold sweat was immediately attached to his back. He almost stepped back subconsciously. Everyone around him found his anomaly and looked at Chi Fang in doubt.
Chi Fang's head was smashed by the ball, and he didn't notice the sudden quiet around him.
"What's the matter?" Several people who played with the boys also came together, one of them sneered watching Pang Zifei, "how? Pang Zifei, you want to be beaten again?"
Pang Zifei turned his head and saw that the enemies had a narrow road.
The person named Wang Pengyu was originally one term higher than them, but was relegated because of a mistake, and was regarded as a deadly enemy of Pang Zifei. Pang Zifei, who was resentful by each other, couldn't remember, anyway, each time they met, they were either fighting or arguing.
"Why? After the injury is on his face, he starts to wonder again?" Pang Zifei taunted.
Last month, Wang Pengyu brought two people to block Pang Zifei, but instead he was punched in the eyes by Pang Zifei, and became blue for two days. I heard that Wang Pengyu stayed at home in those two days and didn't even come to school.
Was poked at the pain, Wang Pengyu's face was instantly wrong. Seeing that several people were about to fight, Chi Fang shook her head and still felt a little dazed, "Yes, the teacher is here."
Although the PE teacher has been hiding in a cool place, he can still notice the situation here. This is about to fight, and Pang Zifei is about to find his parents again.
Although Pang Zifei is not afraid to find his parents, if his father is beaten for this matter, Chi Xiaofang will certainly be guilty again.
When Wang Pengyu saw Pang Zifei listening to a little white face, he actually stepped back, ridiculing, "Oh, the fat man is starting to be a grandson?"
Pang Zifei gritted his teeth, but still said nothing.
"Hehe." Wang Pengyu satirically contented and turned to leave.
"Hey," Chi Fang glanced at Pang Zifei, and suddenly called Wang Pengyu, "Would you like to compare?"
Wang Pengyu turned his head in disdain and glanced up and down at Chi Fang. "Little dwarf, I advise you not to be incapable, just for your height, I can play ten of them."
Chi Fang squinted.
His height is not short, even if he is only one year tall, he has a height of 1.17 meters. Wang Pengyu said these words to ridicule Chi Fang.
"Isn't it boring than fighting?" Chi Fang raised his head, staring directly at Wang Pengyu, with a more aggressive expression in his eyes.
Wang Pengyu felt Chi Fang's provocation and sneered, "What do you want to compare?"
"Better than learning," Chi Fang said earnestly.
The entire playground was quiet for three seconds, and Wang Pengyu burst into a burst of laughter, "Learn, study ?! Are you afraid you might be smashed?"
"Ask the people here who don't know, your pool side is the first in the freshman year!"
"It's even better than studying ..."
Chi Fang froze and thought of the two points of his mathematics. So it seems that it is not difficult to understand the first.
Pang Zifei sneered: "Little Master, I advise you ..."
"Are you afraid?" Chi Fang interrupted him.
Wang Pengyu's face was completely gloomy, because he was relegated to a senior year, so the students of senior year were a little afraid of him and never dared to disrespect him. This was the first time someone dared to provoke him, except from childhood to big pangzifei .
Still a weak white face.
Wang Pengyu glanced at the PE teacher sitting in the shade. Although the teacher was still sitting, he had noticed a lot of them. If he started now, he would probably be caught by the teacher directly.
He has already been punished, and if he fights again, he will likely be expelled from the school for inspection.
"Okay." Wang Pengyu lowered his voice and stared at Chi Fang, "I took your bet."
"You are so impulsive ..." Pang Zifei followed Chi Fang out of the infirmary, holding a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao in his hand.
A large bag was smashed into the back of Chi Fang's head. Fortunately, there was no such thing as a concussion. The doctor at the school hospital reprimanded Pang Zifei and coaxed the party side soothingly before letting two people go.
"It's okay, there are still two months left." Chi Fang smiled. They bet on the final exam results. If Chi Fang wins, Wang Pengyu will be Chi Fang's younger brother for a semester.
"Hey, have you forgotten, that guy has been in high school for a year. Although he is quite unskilled, but his grades are considered middle and lower, you ..." Pang Zifei did n’t know how to say it, nor did he. He was willing to blame his family for being small and turned to helplessness, "I'm still too weak."
"Okay, it's okay." Chi Fang walked into the classroom, and he and Pang Zifei came back for leave. There was no one in the entire classroom. Chi Fang walked to his seat, but stopped suddenly.
On his desk was a new bottle of Yunnan Baiyao.
"Willn't it be sent by a little girl who loves you secretly?" Pang Zifei took a probe and saw the medicine bottle, jokingly.
Anyway, since they have been introverted, they have greatly increased their popularity in the school year. Almost every day, girls are expected to pass through their class just to take a look at the pool side.
It's just ... Chi Fang seems to be slow to this kind of thing.
Chi Fang put the medicine bottle he was studying on the table. This medicine bottle is exactly the same as the one in the school hospital, that is to say ... someone saw him hit by a ball in the playground, then went directly to the school hospital to bring him the medicine.
Who is the one?
Chi Fang sat down, his eyes slowly moved to the side of the paper bag, and the anger that was almost forgotten suddenly came to mind. A stranger he didn't know would give him medicine, and the big brother he saved actually let him do the laundry!
wash! clothes! clothes!
Snapped--
Chi Fang shoved the paper bag into the desk.
"I don't know, read!"