Song Baojun suddenly felt inferior and smiled faintly, "It's nothing, classmates just need to help each other. Xie Qilu is too much. Although I am humble and weak, I should not be afraid of power and dare to fight against evil forces. I must stop their unhealthy trends. By the way, are you really okay?"

After all, speaking cannot be separated from the vulgar nature, and I can gild my face without moving.

Ye Jingchun returned to nature and said with a worried look: "Student Song Baojun, I really didn't find you so brave before. It's nothing I'm used to being bullied by Xie Qilu, but you must be careful in the future. These people are indifferent to their work."

She knew that Song Baojun was a miserable child and there was no other possibility except being repaired.

Song Baojun patted his chest and smiled, "It's okay, soldiers come to block the generals, and water comes to cover the soil. No matter how arrogant they are, they will not take my life. Don't be afraid, Xie Qilu is just a harsh character, she only dares to bully the weak, and will shrink her eggs when she meets someone stronger than her... Uh, no, no, it means bullying the weak and the strong. Look at me, I pretended to be more fierce just now, so they were afraid. In the future, if anyone wants to provoke you again, tell me that there is no problem that Song Baojun can't handle in this entire Chazhou city."

Ye Jingchun couldn't help but cover his mouth and smiled. Song Baojun's words were completely different from the image he had always shown, and there was nothing related to it.

He has a pale face, a thin figure, weak arms, and no power to tie a chicken, but he has a righteous expression on his face.

Ye Jingchun suddenly found that he had a feeling that he had always longed for - a sense of security!

This sudden sense of security made Ye Jingchun's heart slightly accelerate, and he whispered: "Thank you, Song Baojun."

"You're welcome, it's time to help your classmates!"

"Then I'll go back first, you must be careful." Ye Jingchun waved his hand, walked out of the door, and turned around and said, "By the way, you refuted Teacher Jiang's appearance in class today, um... very handsome!"

"Is that true?" Song Baojun smirked for a while before following him out. The canteen was filled with people, and there was no trace of Ye Jingchun.

Well, let's make a good meal.

This guy originally only stood behind the line honestly, but when it was his turn, there were not many good foods. Today he was extremely calm. Seeing the food-making window crowded, he stood by and observed for a while.

I saw a boy in the team who seemed to have practiced the excellent martial arts of "dripping clothes for eighteen times" flexibly drilling around the crowd, crowding and ready to get in front of them. Everyone complained, but in such a big environment, no one would take the initiative to say it.

Song Baojun said intimately: "Good guy, it's you."

He stepped forward quickly, grabbed the boy's collar, and shouted loudly: "Hey! Classmates! Be careful about public morality! Don't go to the back line! Go to the back line immediately!"

"Hey, what are you doing!" The boy quickly pulled his hand away.

Everyone turned around and saw someone standing up, and they became united in the enemy. They all talked: "This person is really. Just thinking about jumping into the lineup is too unqualified, and they don't know how to get into college."

"That's right, I've seen him jumping in the lineup these days, it's really unethical!"

The boy tried his best to tell himself: "Who said I wanted to go to the line? I just came here to see the dishes!"

Song Baojun found that everyone's attention had been concentrated, and his face immediately showed a righteous expression, his eyes were filled with the light of self-sacrificing himself, and pointed at the boy and said loudly: "Classmate, it's not OK to be like you! You must know the reason why you steal needles in a young age and steal gold in a big age. Now you are not upright and have a good attitude. When you come to society, you will not only not be able to make it by yourself, but also smear your parents' faces, and even our Chazhou University will be lost!"

He spoke seriously, and someone else shouted: "Which department is this kid? He dared to go to the line and jump into my head. I'll see if I won't deal with you!"

Seeing that the boy had angered the public, he did not dare to act rashly, and immediately rushed out of the crowd with his lunch box.

Amid the laughter of everyone, Song Baojun stood at the position where the boy had inserted before without knowing it, only three positions away from the food-making window. As the saying goes, "After the matter, I will leave, and my merits and fame are hidden!"

Looking at the team behind him that could not see the boundlessness, I couldn't help but feel a little worried and thought to myself: "Besides Lei Feng, I am the one who does good deeds without leaving a name."

He easily made eight liang of rice. Just as he was about to walk outside, a voice stopped him: "Hey, isn't that Ajun from the first squad? Ajun, come here, I have something to ask you."

There were four boys sitting at the dining table beside the window. They were students from Class 2, Grade 2 of the Chinese Department’s Ancient Chinese major, and they smiled very slutty and weirdly.

There are two classes in the ancient Chinese language major, each with more than 30 students. The two classes often communicate with each other and the dormitories are connected together, so everyone knows it. Song Baojun is timid and afraid of things and has a stupid personality, and everyone knows it.

The voice that called him was William Chen, a boy in Class 2 who liked to play very much. He was famous for his "poisonous tongue" and was happy to complain about others. A fat girl was sarcastic by him in his sarcastic language and burst into tears on the spot.

In everyone's opinion, Song Baojun is also an excellent target for complaints.

William Chen looked intimately holding his shoulder, pressed and sat down, and smiled and said, "Hey, don't hurry to leave, we really have something to look for you."

"What, what's the matter? I haven't eaten yet. Do you want to wait for the evening?" Song Baojun stuttered and looked extremely scared.

William Chen looked at the white rice box with no dishes in his hand and smiled and said, "What's the hurry? Let's talk first, I won't starve you to death in a while. Uh, I heard that your relationship with the school beauty Yuan Shuang was circulating a lot a few days ago. Is this true?"

When Song Baojun heard Yuan Shuang's name, his heart suddenly felt unspeakable pain, his face suddenly turned pale and ugly, and he almost stopped breathing.

It was an extremely thoughtful relationship in his lonely and ridiculous life. From knowing each other to being played with, in just three days, the contrast was particularly fierce, like heaven falling into hell. Even the most stern love saint could not bear it, let alone the ridiculous otaku with a blank relationship.

The pain at the beginning was caused by the pain that it fell into severe shock for three days and three nights, which led to the thirty-two-dimensional personality. Who can imagine this kind of pain?

Song Baojun gritted his teeth and said to himself: "So it's this. Since you are going to get into trouble, I can't blame me."

There were four dishes on the table, namely, stewed pork ribs with winter melon, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stewed pork trotters with tomatoes, and stewed pork belly with cucumbers. They were steaming and fragrant. There was a box of cold beer under the table, and the four of them had not had time to move their chopsticks.
Chapter completed!