Chapter 4: You hit me

The next day, Jiang Shang brought Jiang Du to Liangjun City, and the house his father found was really right next to the school.
Because there is the Liang Wu Er Gao Family Home at all.
Two rooms and one living room, Jiang Du is more than enough to live by himself.
"The things here are all I bought for you, basically you don't need to buy anything." Jiang Shang looked at the house, and he was satisfied.
For Jiang Du, this is already a top-notch house, but Dad hasn't traveled far for more than ten years. When will a friend he knows casually take out a two-bedroom house and let Jiang live alone.
"Father, are you hiding something from me? Am I the invisible rich second generation? Now you don't pretend, it's a showdown?"
Jiang Du looked at Jiang Shang with a strange expression.
Jiang Shang patted his son's head angrily and said, "If you read too many rich articles, if you are an invisible rich second generation, we will still have to stay in the village for more than ten years."
"There is some truth to it, so when are you going to travel far?" Jiang Du touched his head. Indeed, he is now rampant with rich wealth, which makes people feel a little headache.
"I'll leave in a while. This is a bank card, and the password is your birthday. In it, I will leave you enough living expenses for this semester. If there is no accident, I will go home for the New Year. So you will be the only one for this half year. Happy ?"
Jiang Shang handed his son a card.
Jiang Du sniffed, trying hard to squeeze out two tears.
but……
"Okay, okay, don't pretend, the corners of his mouth are grinning behind the ears." Jiang Shang said with disgust in his forehead.
"No, you have to believe me, I can squeeze out tired."
Jiang Shang slapped Jiang Du on the head, what kind of thing he has raised.
"Stay here by yourself. You have a phone number called Zhang Zhiyuan in your phone. Once you encounter something that you can't solve, call him, but I hope you'd better not call someone who loses me. do you know?"
"Understand!" Jiang Du nodded vigorously.
Don't worry, father, as long as the son is beaten hard enough, there is nothing that can't be solved.
There is nothing that can't be solved with one beating, if it doesn't work, then two beatings.
"Okay, that old man is gone."
Jiang Shang was not talking nonsense, touched Jiang Du's head again and said.
"Are you really leaving?"
"nonsense!"
Jiang Shang waved his hand coolly, not carrying anything, and drove away in the car as Jiang watched him alone.
After Jiang Du was sure that his father had gone, his nose finally twitched and his eyes became ruddy.
It's not sad, it's fake...
Jiang Shang, who was sitting in the taxi, showed a slight smile and cursed: "Smelly boy!"
...
After half an hour.
Jiang Du went to the ATM to check the balance of the bank card, and the numbers inside made him stare.
100000!
A ten million dad!
Full of 100,000!
Jiang Du vowed that he had never seen so much money before, and his family was not very poor.
One hundred thousand yuan, one semester, instantly made Jiang Du from the poor to the well-off.
Excited heart, trembling hands, is it possible to take a thousand first?
Back home, Jiang Du took out his mobile phone.
Send Weibo!
From VIVOIQOO:
As if this star was not last night,
For whom the midnight wind is exposed.
Love the second day of Xiao Xueer @小雪儿
----Jiang Du, Class 14 of Senior One
August 16, 2019.
Then Jiang Dumei opened his eyes and smiled, contentedly, and started to chat with others on Weibo.
Ning Xue...
The next day.
Liang Wu Ergao became lively.
Jiang Du was also a little excited.
Nothing else, just because I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten, thinking about it, I'm still a little excited.
But his little excitement was first extinguished by the first level.
Registration Office.
"What the hell, the tuition fee is 80,000?" Jiang Du cried out.
"What are you shouting? You are martial arts, and your junior high school enrollment results show that your qualifications are low. Naturally, you paid the highest tuition. Didn't your adults tell you?" The teacher wearing glasses frowned and said.
"But, but the tuition is too expensive..." Jiang Du muttered.
"Don't go to martial arts school if you can't pay the tuition, martial arts school is not something the poor can learn, pay it quickly, don't pay the fuck, don't delay the little master's time!" Jiang Du thought of a mocking and disdainful voice behind him.
Jiang Du turned around angrily, and saw a young man wearing a white shirt and his hair dyed yellow.
"Which one didn't hide the crotch and exposed you?" Jiang Du said politely.
The young Huang Mao was furious, and grabbed Jiang Du by the collar and shouted, "What did you say?"
"Sure enough, the crotch is exposed, the development is not fully developed, and the ears are not working well."
As his name suggests, Jiang Duren has a poisonous mouth.
Just two sentences thundered the yellow-haired young man.
"Do you want to die?" Huang Mao's young man's body was trembling, and his other hand was tightly clenched into a fist.
"Yes, I want to die, there is a kind of, you hit me!" Jiang Du said with a kind expression of anger.
"I beat you to death!" The young yellow-haired young man yelled, slamming his fist against Jiang Du's face, with a howling wind.
"Fighting and dropping out..." the teacher wearing glasses said abruptly.
The fist stopped less than ten centimeters from Jiang Du's face, and Jiang Du's full-faced expectation fell through with the teacher's words.
"Boy, you wait for me." The young Huang Mao's face was extremely gloomy, and he let go of Jiang Du viciously.
"I'm afraid of dropping out of school, and learn to fight with others," Jiang Du muttered a little disappointed.
The young yellow-haired young man almost jumped up angrily, his face turned blue, staring at Jiang Du firmly.
"You really don't hit me?"
Jiang Du asked without giving up.
"Enough, hurry up and pay the tuition, then go off!" The teacher wearing glasses reprimanded his head full of black lines.
Unexpectedly, only a few people who signed up then met a student who stabbed with a poisonous tongue. The teacher was afraid that this well-behaved child would make this yellow-haired young man alive.
"If you don't agree, you can fight... Oh, I will pay the tuition..."
Jiang Du hurriedly braked, and almost ridiculed the teacher.
Seeing the teacher's darker face, Jiang Du obediently handed over the bank card.
After swiping the card, the teacher looked at Jiang Duo deeply.
"High School 14, Class 14, let's report!"
"Oh~"
Jiang Du, who had spent 80,000 in the ocean, was a little lost. Poor himself had only lived a well-off life for one day, and in a blink of an eye he became a poor again.
Jiang took two steps alone, and suddenly remembered what was going on, and returned again.
"Don't forget what you said." Jiang Du said seriously, looking at the young Huang Mao.
"What?" Huang Mao was in a daze.
Which sentence?
"Hey, you have such a bad memory, I'll repeat it for you."
Jiang Du cleared his throat, learning the tone of a young yellow-haired young man.
"Boy, you wait for me!"
Teacher with glasses...
Yellow hair...
Don't stop me. If I kill this kid today, I won't have Huang!
The young yellow-haired young man exploded completely, grabbed Jiang Du's collar again, and raised his fist.
Jiang Du's eyes lit up, his eyes gleaming at Huang Mao's fist.
Yellow hair...
"Ahhhhh..." Huang Mao let out a series of roars, and finally let go of Jiang Du unwillingly.
He didn't dare, after all he didn't dare to do it in front of the teacher, in front of the public.