Sand Sculpture In The Wind Chapter 4

More and more people filled the cafeteria, and the incident just now became a topic of discussion, with whispers everywhere.

Caleb Wu tried to open his eyes, and rubbed the ground with the tip of his shoe. "What about the weekend? Do you need to find a few more people?"

"No." Yes Si got angry when he mentioned this matter, "Tai Sui won't come at all, it's boring."

"How do you know he won't come?" Caleb Wu asked.

Yes didn't know what to say, so he thought for a while before answering, "I have an informant."

Caleb Wu was a little surprised, "Informant? Who?"

Alex said, "Yang Yongxin."

...

Caleb Wu looked at him seriously for two seconds, then angrily ruffled his hair, squinted his eyes and returned to his sleepy state.

There were four big negative words written on his face: Fcuk you.

A pair of footsteps approached and stopped behind the two of them.

Ye Si was chatting just now and unconsciously moved to another place with Caleb Wu. The faint smell of sandalwood approached and did not escape his dog nose. He looked back and found that there was one more person in the team for the pork ribs pot. It was the god of study, David He, who was just tidying up the desk in the hall.

David He was holding a mobile phone, which was a bit old, a model from the year before last, and was swiping it with his head down.

Alex looked at him twice and cleared his throat. When he looked up, Alex naturally used his old moves.

"Hey!"

David He nodded without any new ideas, "Yeah."

Fcuk.

Is it so difficult to say ha? I said hey, you said ha, isn't this the rule of the underworld.

Yes's mouth drooped in boredom, "Don't queue up, this is my last one."

"Hmm?" David He looked up at the display above his head, his dark eyes quickly swept across the front of the team and onto Alex's face, "It really is."

The leader of the pretentious world. Yes Si thought, I can check more than a dozen heads in one second, so your eyes are scanners.

However, David He did not move, and changed his posture to continue looking at his phone. Caleb Wu frowned and said, "It's all over here, what are you waiting for? Are you eating air?"

David He said calmly, "It just happened to be yours. Can I have another one?"

There's no chance of it coming.

Yes Si sneered in his heart. In the past two years, he had wanted to get half a bowl of pork ribs stew countless times. He was so handsome, but the aunt still shook her head coldly and couldn't even scrape out a piece of bone.

David He is handsome, but Ye Si thinks he is not as good as himself.

He nodded to Ben Song who had found a seat, then turned around and continued to chat with Caleb Wu.

Another five or six minutes passed before it was finally his turn. Ye Siyi watched with satisfaction as the aunt used a spoon to scrape the last portion of the pork ribs pot into his plate. He picked up the tray and turned to look at David He.

David He: "Hmm?"

Yes Si chose to remain silent, raised his eyebrows, and then took his portion to the side dish area to add more ingredients.

Yu Guangli David He stood in front of the counter, and the aunt asked, "Is your warm-up test difficult today?"

Alex's ears pricked up as he slowly scooped chili into the bowl. Caleb Wu looked at the empty bowl and wanted to remind him that the chili was gone, but before he could open his mouth, Alex slapped it back.

David He said, "It's not difficult. Auntie, can you scrape out half of the pork ribs? I really want to eat this after the exam."

Yes Si mouthed the answer: Dreaming.

The aunt smiled like a flower, "Sure, I'll heat up another one for you in the back. Wait five more minutes and I'll put more ribs in it."

David He smiled, "Thank you."

"Fcuk?" Yess was so embarrassed that he couldn't help asking, "She's your mother?"

The voice was a bit loud, and everyone nearby looked over. David He said calmly, "No, I just said hello a few more times than usual."

Ye Si was inexplicably angry for all the people in the school who were treated badly. He stared at David He for a long time, but the academic genius himself didn't get his anger and lowered his head to continue browsing his phone.

It seemed like there was some kind of anti-peep screen film on it, and it was pitch black when viewed from the side, so I had no idea what he was looking at.

Caleb Wu nudged Alex with his arm and said, "Let's go, two gangsters. Why bother him when he didn't provoke you?"

Yes Si didn't say anything, and he couldn't quite explain why he felt a little unhappy.

It's probably like saying "Hey" for three years without getting a "Ha" in return, and after being reborn, I still can't get a "Ha" in return.

It's hard to find a "Ha".

The round table in the cafeteria can seat ten people, and the three big guys from the gang always enjoy the empty table treatment. Yes Si and Caleb Wu sat down next to Ben Song. Yes Si lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of ribs, and grabbed two egg tarts to his plate.

"Why do you suddenly want to eat sweets?" Ben Song asked, "Don't you say you don't eat sweets?"

Sweets put a great strain on the heart, and Ye Si never ate them again after his first attack in middle school. He was a heavy baggage, and claimed to not like sweets, but in fact he could occasionally dream about cakes and chocolates.

Yes Si bit the egg tart in silence, singing praises to the world loudly in his heart.

It's so sweet, with a soft and tender egg core and crispy skin. Dad said that desserts are not delicious, and he was talking nonsense.

In his peripheral vision, David He found an empty seat at the next table while carrying the pork ribs pot. Ye Si looked up while biting half an egg tart. The ribs were piled up so much that they were about to burst out. There were two pots at once. When he pushed open a layer with chopsticks, he actually found a few pieces of beef brisket inside, like a Fcuking Russian nesting doll.

Ben Song followed his gaze and said "Hey~", then realized something and said, "Don't be jealous, brother. I'll give you my share."

"Get lost." Yes kicked him under the table, "I gave you the food in your bowl."

Ben Song clasped his fists and saluted Ye Si, "Thank you for your filial piety, brother."

"Get out!" Yes Si cursed even more fiercely.

The three of them laughed together. Ben Song laughed harder and harder and almost spit out rice from his nose. Caleb Wu slapped him away, and Ye Si pushed him back with disgust.

Just as I was laughing, there was a sudden bang from behind, with an echo, and the originally noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The smile on Alex's face faded. He pulled one leg out from under the table and turned around to look back.

It’s Ian Chen again.

Ian Chen just slammed an empty plate on the table. The person he slammed was called Henry Wen, a rather weak boy. He was in the same class with Ye Si for the time being, but his presence had always been low.

Ian Chen pointed at Henry Wen and said, "I'm telling you this. Apply to get out of Sansu yourself. If you don't leave within three days, I'll help you."

The people at that table quietly left the battle circle, leaving Henry Wen alone. Henry Wen looked at the plate in front of him, his body stiff, "I have already applied not to share a room with you. Senior boys can only live in three-bedroom accommodations, don't go too far."

"Oh, am I going too far?" Ian Chen stepped on the stool next to Henry Wen, put his face close to him, and poked Henry Wen's throat with his middle finger. "Get out of here. If I see you again, I'll push your head into the squat toilet and make you pee."

Henry Wen coughed and dodged subconsciously. Ian Chen picked up the plate and smashed it on the table again, making a dent in the plate. He grabbed Henry Wen by the collar, raised his hand and slapped him on the head, then pressed a finger to his throat.

"Hide, Fcuking hide, let you...Fcuk!"

A force suddenly grabbed his fingers and pulled them back along the base of his fingers, the movement was swift and smooth. He lost his balance for a moment, and if he hadn't taken the stool off in time and his leg was tilted back, his fingers would have been broken.

When Ian Chen turned around, he saw Ye Si standing beside him, holding on to his finger.

"Fcuk! You're Fcuking sick!"

"Who's sick?" Yes looked at him, "You peeled your fingers and poked our class, or I'll peel your skin and bones and give you a lesson first?"

"Fcuk you, you're everywhere. You think there's no one left in our class, right?" As soon as Ian Chen finished speaking, three or four hooligans from the next class came up from the crowd. Almost at the same time, Ben Song and Caleb Wu stood up, one on the left and one on the right, standing behind Ye Si.

Ben Song was still smiling, but the smile in his eyes was fierce. Caleb Wu opened his eyes, and the cold impatience on his face was full of the meaning of not being easy to mess with.

Alex smiled, "A good start to the senior year, let's do it?"

The people around immediately started to make a noise, and some stood on the table and banged their bowls. Ye Si let go of Ian Chen's hand and said, "Stay here or get out?"

The lady in the cafeteria shouted from behind the glass: "What are you doing! Which class are you from?! You're causing trouble on the first day of school! Go away quickly! If you don't go away, I'll call the security department right away!"

Ian Chen pressed his bruised finger and pointed at Alex fiercely, "See you at Yongping Street this weekend."

Yes Si let him pass by him expressionlessly, and dodged when he was about to hit him maliciously, watching him stagger.

"Then it's settled. Even if Tai Sui doesn't come, you have to come. If you don't come, you'll be a grandson." He said, looking up at Ian Chen, "Also, you pointed at me twice today."

After Ye Si finished speaking calmly, he took two quick steps forward, grabbed Ian Chen by the collar and pushed him against the pillar next to him. It was clearly human flesh hitting the pillar, but somehow a loud bang was made. The surroundings suddenly became dead silent, and just listening to it made one feel like the spine was going to break.

Yes Si doesn't like to say harsh words when fighting, he has always advocated steady, accurate and ruthless fighting, and real fighting with real punches.

Before Ian Chen could even utter the word "Fcuk", his eyes suddenly caught the tense muscles on Yes Si's arms. Veins bulged and he was speechless for a moment.

There are many bad boys in Yingzhong, but there is only one that everyone is afraid of.

Rumor has it that Alex once challenged seven or eight gangsters alone, and finally walked out standing alone.

Ye Si put his fist against Ian Chen's chest, "Point at me again, and I'll break off one of your fingers. If your godfather comes, I'll break off a pair. Come and try if you don't believe me."

When the evening study bell rang, Ian Chen said a few meaningless harsh words and led a few friends to push through the crowd and leave. The onlookers also dispersed instantly, and only a few people were left in the cafeteria.

Henry Wen was still shaking. He raised his hand to cover his throat and looked at Alex, "Thank you...thank you."

Alex had no friendship with him. He simply felt that it was a bit unbearable to see his classmate being bullied. Besides, only a beast could do such a thing as stabbing someone in the throat. "It's okay. Let's go."

Caleb Wu sighed, "Let's run a few steps, it's only the first evening study session of the new semester, eh."

Caleb Wu is not from Class 4. His class teacher is the director of the Academic Affairs Office, Ms. Hu Xiujie, who can pick up the boys in her class and stuff them into the big trash can in the playground. In front of her, everyone is a rat.

So sad.

Ye Si and Ben Song staggered back, watching Caleb Wu running wildly in front of them.

"Look at him, does he look like a duck?" Yes Si asked, and then he and Ben Song laughed wildly like two real ducks.

When Ye Si and Ben Song walked to the back door of the classroom, they were laughing, but when they glanced at the empty seats in the room, they froze.

The classroom was almost full, with only three empty seats. A pair of seats was right in front of me -- the second to last row of the first group, right next to the back door, almost next to all the teachers who checked on me. There was another one in the last row of the window group, my deskmate Jack Zhang, who was said to have more than 1,600 degrees of myopia in both eyes. He was a study maniac, just as his name suggested. When he studied, he was so strong and powerful that when he couldn't figure out a question, he would get so angry that he would pick up an English-Chinese dictionary and bang it on his head.

The two of them were staring at more than 40 pairs of eyes in the class when a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind them.

"Let me pass." David He said behind Ye Si. After he made way, he walked between the two of them and with a stride of his long legs, he sat directly on the side of the pair of seats near the back door that was closest to the door.

His sleeves were about to rub against Yes.

Almost in an instant, Ben Song let out a roar and ran towards the front door, crawling into the classroom like a mad dog, running across the podium to the end of the window group, and sat down next to Jack Zhang without even taking a breath.

Yes: ...

David He used a tissue to wipe the dust on the table that was left when Ben Song jumped over with the table as support, then he pushed the table away and stood up, making way for Ye Si.

"It seems that the only seat left is next to me." David He looked at Yes Si calmly.

Yes Si froze for two seconds before throwing the bag on his shoulder onto the table, then he leaned against two tables and jumped into the aisle seat.

He turned his head and looked at Ben Song, making an extremely fierce expression.

You're dead, he mouthed.