From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The three yellow hairs on the opposite side were a little stunned when they heard Brother Liang's words. They didn't tell them during the rehearsal that they would have to be scolded like this, so that now they couldn't help but stand there holding the stick. Know what to do next.

However, Liang Yiqiu still had a complacent expression on his face, and secretly glanced back at Cen Fei. It happened that the smile at the corner of his mouth hadn't been retracted yet, so Liang Yiqiu felt even more elated, thinking that he must have been raped by him. Yingzi was moved.

The yellow-haired people on the opposite side had recovered from the shock that Brother Liang knew so many idioms, and the leader put the stick in his hand on the ground, pointed at Liang Yiqiu and cursed: "Boy, how dare you beat me by grandpa?" To be a hero in front of us is to seek death!"

Although the leader Huang Mao's expression was fierce, his tone was weak and chirping. It didn't sound like a grandfather, but a grandson.

Cen Fei felt that the scene in front of him was getting more and more funny, and the idiot Liang Yiqiu was acting more and more vigorously. He spread his arms to protect Cen Fei's face, and performed a Bruce Lee signature move, Say to the yellow hair opposite: "If you want to touch him, unless you step on my dead body!"

The yellow-haired man in red at the back laughed directly, but seeing Liang Yiqiu's eyes that seemed to kill people, he turned his laughter into a cough.

Cen Fei covered his mouth and stood behind Liang Yiqiu, and Wang Ge couldn't bear to look directly at what happened not far away. He obviously didn't have so much nonsense during the rehearsal before, why didn't their Brother Liang follow the script? Woolen cloth!

The leader Huang Mao tried his best to hold back his laughter, coughed twice, raised the stick in his hand, and hit Liang Yiqiu, still shouting his lines, "Then you will die!"

The stick was raised heavily, but it was hit lightly. Liang Yiqiu raised his arm and easily blocked the stick.

And the leader showed an unbelievable expression on his face, "Boy can do it!"

"Brothers, come with me!"

The four of them immediately formed a group. Liang Yiqiu played one against three. His figure was strong and his movements were agile. He also added sound effects to his movements during the fight. The onomatopoeia he uttered during the battle There are about three words, which are ooh, hey, and yo.

But the yellow-haired ones are much more casual, barking almost all the time. Cen Fei watched Liang Yiqiu's hand brush the backs of the two yellow-haired ones. My back, shouting loudly: "It hurts me to death!"

Their performance was so exaggerated that Cen Fei almost laughed out loud.

After beating for a while, these four people gradually entered the state, and the expressions on their faces were also put away, and their eyes became a little more serious. The leader Huang Mao played the stick in his hand vigorously, Liang Yiqiu still performed with ease, sometimes kicking them a few times.

The battle was getting more and more intense, but Cen Fei felt a little bored. He was about to leave when he saw the leader, Huang Mao, rushing towards Liang Yiqiu with a stick. Liang Yiqiu should have dodged at this time. , but he hesitated for a moment, and then stood there without moving, letting the stick fall heavily on his arm.

Liang Yiqiu frowned and snorted.

This stick was not in Cen Fei's expectation, he could probably guess that Liang Yiqiu planned these things before him, but he didn't expect Liang Yiqiu to be so cruel to him, the stick just now knew that he should fight It's not easy.

The leader Huang Mao didn't expect that Liang Yiqiu would not hide, he was so frightened that the stick in his hand fell to the ground, Liang Yiqiu took this opportunity to give him a slap, and that slap didn't use much Huang Mao yelled, "Ah—"

He clutched his chest and took a dozen steps back, and then coughed twice, the cough was so heart-piercing, if another mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth at this time, the performance in front of him would probably be more realistic.

"Let's go!" Huang Mao, the leader, led his two younger brothers to escape quickly and disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

Cen Fei had finished watching the excitement, and he should have hurried home to do his homework, but seeing Liang Yiqiu standing there with his arms covered, he couldn't bear it.

But in the end, the charm of homework overcame his sympathy. He packed his schoolbag and was about to walk home, but he was stopped by someone after he had just walked a few steps. He turned his head and looked at Liang Yi. Qiu grabbed the hem of his clothes, half bent down, covered his left arm, looked up at himself, and said to him pitifully, "I'm injured."

Cen Fei's expression remained indifferent, staring at Liang Yiqiu without speaking.

Liang Yiqiu tugged at the hem of his clothes, lowered his head to hide his guilty conscience, and repeated, "I was injured to save you, you have to take responsibility."

Cen Fei frowned, and after a while, he didn't know what he thought of, and with a slight smile on his brows, he said to Liang Yiqiu, "Come with me."

Liang Yiqiu happily followed Cen Fei, jumping and jumping like Angela when walking, and when Cen Fei turned his head to look at him, he immediately changed into a painful expression. expression, clutching his arm, like a cripple.

Liang Yiqiu used his own practice to prove that it is often not enough for a hero to save the beauty, and a bitter trick must be added to achieve the best effect.

After the yellow hairs escaped and met Wang Ge at the fried chicken shop, the leader ordered a glass of orange juice and gulped himself several times, then took several deep breaths, and finally put down the orange juice in his hand and asked Wang Ge: "Wang Ge , You said that I beat Brother Liang just now, can't he settle accounts with me?"

Wang Ge also saw the scene where he hit Liang Yiqiu, and felt that this incident could not be blamed on the worried yellow-haired man in front of him, so he shook his head, "Probably not."

Then he asked Huang Mao: "By the way, why did you say my name just now?"

Huang Mao recalled what he said in front of Liang Yiqiu just now, and denied it: "I just said it was Brother Wang, not Wang Ge."

"Isn't it the same? And isn't the line we decided on earlier, Brother Huang?" Wang Ge asked aggressively.

"Forget, forget." Huang Mao waved his hand indifferently, "Brother Wang and Brother Huang are the same."

"Fuck you, can it be the same?" Once Cen Fei really got on good terms with the two, he remembered what happened this evening, knowing that he planned all of this behind the scenes, and whispered a few words in Liang Yiqiu's ear. Talking about pillow wind, I don't have to be sent somewhere by Brother Liang.

Huang Mao waited tremblingly for news from Liang Yiqiu, he was already prepared for Liang Yiqiu to beat him up one day.

Not long after, Wang Ge received a WeChat message from Liang Yiqiu, asking him to thank Huang Mao who had hit him just now. After reading the message, Wang Ge called Huang Mao and said, "Let's go, let's go eat barbecue, brother Liang treats you." .”

"Wouldn't it be the last supper, Wang Ge?" Huang Mao was worried.

"Eat or not?" Wang Ge did not explain.

Huang Mao looked at the two brothers on the left and right of him, and finally turned his heart and gritted his teeth, "Eat!"

Liang Yiqiu followed Cen Fei back home. He always thought that Cen Fei's family background should be very ordinary. He wore school uniform all day long and used ordinary pens and papers. But now he entered the big villa of others. I know that the conditions in other people's homes are not worse than my own.

Cen Fei put his schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, found a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from a drawer, and threw it to Liang Yiqiu, "This is medicinal wine, spray it yourself."

Cen Fei's house was deserted, Liang Yiqiu held Yunnan Baiyao in his hand, and while looking at the furnishings in the living room, he asked Cen Fei again and again: "Where are your parents?"

"Not at home." Cen Fei took off his school uniform and went into the kitchen.

Liang Yiqiu stared intently at Cen Fei's back until he completely disappeared from his sight. With a rippling expression on his face, Liang Yiqiu grabbed the Ari pillow on the sofa and covered his face.

When Cen Fei came out of the kitchen, he saw Liang Yiqiu sitting on the sofa covering his face like an idiot, shaking back and forth. He coughed and asked Liang Yiqiu, "Is the medicine finished?"

The moment Liang Yiqiu heard Cen Fei's voice, his whole body was petrified. He stiffly took off the Ari pillow on his face, and said to Cen Fei without confidence: "I like Ari very much."

Cen Fei snorted, didn't really believe Liang Yiqiu's words, and repeated his own question, "Where's the medicine? Finished spraying?"

"Not...not yet." Liang Yiqiu picked up the medicine bottle he threw on the sofa just now, and showed a guilty smile to Cen Fei, "I'll spray it now."

Cen Fei ignored him and continued to work in the kitchen. When he came out again with two bowls of steaming noodles in his hand, he said to Liang Yiqiu, "Let's go after eating the noodles."

Liang Yiqiu couldn't ask for more, with a smirk on his face, a bunch of "he is so virtuous" bullet screens filled his eyes, and then he jumped up from the sofa, walked in front of Cen Fei, took the noodles in his hand and gave them to him. to the table.

The two sat down facing each other. Cen Fei picked up the chopsticks first, lowered his head and started to eat. His glasses were covered with a layer of mist, so he took off his glasses and put them aside, lowered his head and ate the food in front of him silently. Noodle.

Liang Yiqiu observed Cen Fei for a long time before lowering his head to eat the noodles in front of him. The taste of the noodles was actually very ordinary, but in Liang Yiqiu's mouth, he felt that it was the best he had ever eaten. of noodles.

After eating, Liang Yiqiu followed Cen Fei into the kitchen, and he stood behind Cen Fei, "Well... let me help you wash the dishes."

Cen Fei shook his head and rejected him, "No need, it's already dark outside, you should go home early."

Liang Yiqiu stepped forward and pushed Cen Fei who was standing by the sink aside, with both hands, "No need, I called Didi Taxi, the driver will come after a while."

If Liang's mother saw that Liang Yiqiu would reach into the sink after washing one day, she might scare her eyes out.

"That Cen Fei...can you help me with my tutoring..." Liang Yiqiu asked Cen Fei in a low voice while washing the dishes, "I promise not to delay your study, I just want to study with you, you can ?"

Cen Fei lowered his head and did not answer him for a long time.