Chapter 57: You Damn It, Can't I Deal With You?

"Wang Wanjun!"

"Where did these two idiots come from?"

The sourness of her nose and the blockage in her heart paused for a moment.

The girl at the front desk, Wang Wanjun, and the two idiots all turned to look.

The senses between people are different, and at this moment, it was clearly interpreted.

The girl at the front desk was the first to come into contact with Li Yan.

Labels for Li Yan: clean and handsome, high-quality rich second generation, quite polite, relatively kind.

The first two didn't count for much, and the last two labels might only be considered advantages when placed on the rich.

After all, politeness and kindness, when placed on the poor, are not worth mentioning.

At this moment, the girl at the front desk watched Li Yan walk over, and these two sentences came out. Even though the girl at the front desk had never been afraid of such things, a sense of warmth from being supported still rose in her heart.

No matter how spicy a girl is, she is still a girl. In this kind of occasion, the effect of having Aman is completely different.

Wang Wanjun had only been in contact with Li Yan for a short two days.

The first day she became an administrator of Li Yan's QQ group and received a 200 red envelope as part-time pay.

The second day she met Li Yan by chance and drank Li Yan's milk tea. This was also the first time Wang Wanjun had encountered such a natural communication like Li Yan's.

It seemed that he didn't have any bad thoughts about her at all. Hmm, Li Yan hid it quite deeply...

The feeling of blockage in her heart and the sourness in her nose, at this moment, Wang Wanjun seemed to recall a classic movie scene.

"My beloved is a hero who will come to marry me on a colorful cloud..."

It wasn't quite appropriate, but Wang Wanjun just thought of this scene, and she didn't know why.

Some people say the way to open a woman's heart is the stomach, some say the way to open a woman's heart is money, and there are countless other crooked theories.

But Li Yan had a recognized point of view, which was that the beginning of many loves starts with a momentary impression and movement.

Wang Wanjun pursed her lips and looked at Li Yan, who was walking over. The evening afterglow shone from the street into the glass door of the tutoring class.

The warm orange light shone behind Li Yan, accompanied by shadows.

Was that a colorful cloud?

This young man left a deep impression in Wang Wanjun's heart, which had long since become accustomed to countless strange or romantic pursuits, for the first time.

Time and fate, fate is just so unreasonable.

Perhaps you pursue her bitterly for three or five years, but it can't compare to that figure in the evening.

Wang Wanjun's nose seemed even more sour, and she didn't know why.

In such a prosperous metropolis of Shudu that didn't belong to her and was out of tune with her, it seemed she had a young man she could rely on, though "rely on" wasn't quite accurate?

The psychological activity took a long time to say, but it was just a momentary thing.

Li Yan walked into the two greasy middle-aged men surrounding the front desk.

The bald one looked to be thirty-seven or thirty-eight, and the one who looked like he was eight months pregnant looked to be over forty.

Greasy was the temperament, not the age and appearance.

Li Yan had also seen middle-aged men who, even if bald or with bigger bellies, naturally exuded a confident, disdainful, and fresh temperament.

The two idiots in front of him were clearly not among them.

The big-bellied middle-aged man called Li Ge, hearing the "Where did these two idiots come from?" coming from his ears, was very angry.

Looking back, it was a tall and big young man; of course, that was to him.

Li Yan's bare height was 177, and his height with shoes was over 178.

He had been running in the morning recently, and his diet was as nutritious and expensive as ever.

Even without the system's blessing, a young man's height at this age would always shoot up at any time.

Plus, the exercise hadn't stopped, and the push-ups and sit-ups that were bound to be done during morning runs made the muscle lines on the arms of the young man walking over clearly visible.

Li Yan, who was standing tall and looking down at the greasy duo with his eyes slightly narrowed, suppressed the two of them in momentum for a while, making them unable to speak.

It was just that anyone with a brain wouldn't do such a thing, and clearly, the two belonged to people without brains.

Therefore, under the gaze of two girls, especially the girl who was beautiful beyond compare.

Even middle-aged men had a bit of anger in their hearts.

"Who the hell are you calling an idiot?"

The big-bellied man called Li Ge was a bit desperate with anger, and the bald man beside him, who seemed to be a younger brother, saw the appearance of the person coming.

"Where did this little brat come from? Get lost!"

Li Yan looked down at the two pig-like middle-aged men in front of him, and his thoughts couldn't help but diverge.

"If it were a normal Shenhao novel... should I take out money to smash him at this time? Tsk tsk."

It had to be said that Li Yan's thinking was a bit divergent, and even at this time, he still had the mind to let his imagination run wild.

Li Yan was admitted to Sichuan University, of course, because he studied well.

But studying well didn't mean he was a good student...

The title of "Brother Yan" in high school wasn't something that could be obtained just by having money.

They were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, the most young and vigorous time; who cared if you had money?

Money wasn't useful!

On the contrary, if you had a cowardly personality, having money was a nightmare!

Li Yan's high school didn't force students to wear school uniforms. Just this point, those who understood probably knew whether the school management was strict or not.

So it was the age of being young and vigorous, not afraid of heaven or earth. Would they fight?

That was for sure.

Where "Brother Yan" came from was very clear.

Li Yan was never a nerd, and he was never a good man.

"Come, you two idiots, come out, let's talk on the side~"

Li Yan had been to this tutoring class twice, and there was a small alley next to it with a large trash can. Li Yan had seen it.

As for why he saw it, it was just that he had seen others throw trash there when he went home yesterday.

What was the most important thing?

There was no surveillance...

The development of the situation made the girl at the front desk and Wang Wanjun a bit unexpected.

It was class time, and there were only two people at the front desk, Wang Wanjun and the girl. Logically speaking, if such a thing happened, the girl at the front desk should find someone from her own side to help.

But these two greasy men came under the banner of asking about courses, and it hadn't reached that step yet.

And at this time, Wang Wanjun and the girl at the front desk hadn't reacted to what was about to happen; this was the first time both of them had encountered such a thing.

As for the bald man standing next to the big-bellied man called "Li Ge," he wanted to quarrel with this young man for a few words.

The big-bellied man "Li Ge" glanced at Wang Wanjun behind him.

Because of the stimulation of a little alcohol in the afternoon.

As Aman, although a middle-aged man, under the last bit of masculine spirit and the psychological effect of wanting to teach this little brat a lesson.

Not to mention, the beauty was watching from behind!

"You damn little young man, can't I deal with you?"

Saying that, under Li Yan's smiling expression, he followed him out. ===== CHAPTER 58 =====