My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1603 Special episode 2: I am the brother of the little monster

Chapter 1603 Special episode 2: I am the brother of the little monster ([-])

Han Qianxiao hopes that Han Guang can make more friends like other children and spend this happy childhood.

Don't be as bleak as her and Mo Chen's childhood.

However, Han Guang had an accident in less than a semester of the first grade.

It's not his accident, but someone else's accident.

He is very popular in their class, both boys and girls like him.

He is good-looking and laughs so much, who doesn't like it?
But after all, they are all first-grade children. In school, they will always meet some senior students. First and third grades, the difference in height alone is better, let alone those older children in fifth and sixth grades.

Some started school even later, including those who were twelve or thirteen years old.

Hanguang, a five-year-old boy, is almost like a baby in the eyes of older children, so weak that he can't bear a single blow.

One day, Han Guang and his tablemate Zhang Xiaojun went to a small shop to buy popsicles.

Because of the hot weather, the popsicles began to melt as soon as they were taken out, and water dripped down.

Zhang Xiaojun is one year older than Han Guang, but still very short.

When the two came out, they didn't notice anyone around the corner.

Zhang Xiaojun's hand holding the popsicle bumped into someone else. He was a third-grade student.

The water on the popsicle instantly wet the other party's school uniform, and because of the collision, Zhang Xiaojun's popsicle fell directly to the ground.

He didn't even have time to lick a mouthful, and the popsicle was sacrificed like this.

"Hey! Little brat in the first grade! Do you know that you stained my clothes!" The third grader raised his eyebrows immediately, with a particularly fierce expression.

"Yes, I'm sorry, senior." Zhang Xiaojun was polite and immediately apologized.

Their school is an aristocratic school, basically anyone who can come here to study is either rich or noble.

Many children of the rich and powerful circles are studying here.

Zhang Xiaojun's family is considered a small family, not a particularly top family, so his parents told him at home not to conflict with others at school, and to get along peacefully.

Under the influence of his parents, Zhang Xiaojun has always been harmonious and friendly with his classmates.

At this moment, he really knew that what he did was wrong. After all, it was the popsicle in his hand that touched the other party's clothes, so it was okay for him to apologize.

But the senior in the third grade was obviously dissatisfied that Zhang Xiaojun just apologized.

Grab his collar and say, "I'm sorry, it's over? You have to pay me for dirtying my clothes! Not only the clothes, but your popsicle fell and hit my shoes. Do you know that my shoes are a limited edition worldwide? If you don’t lose money today, don’t think about leaving!”

Zhang Xiaojun is only in the first grade, and the money given by his parents is pocket money, not a lot at all.

After all, where do children need so much money.

This senior's shoes cost tens of thousands of dollars, and even if he is forced to give them now, he still can't give them.

At this time, Han Guang on the side took out his pocket and found out the only fifty cents left.

It was directly photographed on the hand of the third-year senior: "Here, I will pay for Zhang Xiaojun."

The third-year boy only felt a sudden numbness in his palm.

shit...

Why is the kid in this grade so strong?
Now his whole arm is numb, and he can't recover for a long time.

He cursed and said, "Fifty cents? You sent a beggar!"

"You can pay for him! I won't bully you, so I'll lower your price and pay me 1000 yuan!"

Those who watched the excitement around heard this sentence.

Xindao: Isn't this called bullying?What if the thousand is one piece?

(End of this chapter)

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