Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The squatting man stood up from the alley and spit out a smoke ring. He came to a few people and said to Xiaoliu, "Where do you mess with people? Quite interesting to talk to the rogue about the law?"

Qin Guan didn't take the other person's ridicule seriously, and continued to nag at Xiao Fengliu, "I don't understand it at all, just because of such a big fart thing, just because I have lost face, should I discuss it?"

"Don't you dare to really stab me to death, the people of the old city, the film police here will definitely clear your door, beat me into the hospital, you are arrested, you lighten me, you yourself Unhappy, what's the point of fighting this fight?"

Suddenly, the man who held the cigarette, Qin Guan added a fire up again: "I'm doing things myself, I'm a man here, but the one who is looking for things calls for a big group, I'm too waste wood, Still find someone to use as a gunman."

When Xiaoliu Liu heard this, he was anxious, and quickly looked at the smoker's face next to him: "Brother, I don't mean that, I just find someone to help me?"

The smoker listened to Xiaoliu's words, put the cigarette **** on the ground, crushed it with his feet, and said to Xiaoliu: "Since it's not a big deal, then the buddies are here to help you, you go up and solve it yourself."

Have you seen the characteristics of the people? Those who are in this circle must be reasonable, they are all cultural people!

After Qin Guan heard this, his tense nerves relaxed immediately.

Sure enough, he met a foreman who was a contractor when he was doing mechanical engineering. He wanted to be an old gun who could be counted in Sijiu City. He once said to Qin Guan at the wine table that he was justified in this circle. After a head-to-head group fight, you can sit down and say anything, as long as it is not a life and death feud, you can make friends.

Qin Guanchao waved his hand to Huang Jiajia, beckoning them to step back, and Xiaoliu took off the outer jacket to reveal a tendon.

The two were in the middle of the alley, making a gesture. Qin Guan has never fought a fight in his last life, even if his current body is well exercised by him, but he also suffered from inexperienced losses.

Two or three times, Qin Guan's mouth was touched, his teeth knocked his lips out of the mouth, and blood donation flowed down his lips. Huang Jiajia covered her mouth and dared not scream, fearing that Qin Guan would be distracted. At this time, the three girls knew they were afraid.

Qin Guan froze for a moment, flashed the fist on the opposite side and continued to squeeze his lips, and a **** smell of blood rushed into his mouth.

Qin Guan was stimulated by the smell of blood, which opened up the style of picking up the old man in the past life. Instead of asking for the process, only for the result. Is it good to play?

Qin Guan was suddenly fierce and rushed towards Xiaoliu with a straight leg, grabbing Xiaoliu's shoulder, and the two rolled to the ground together because of inertia.

The onlooker was taking out a cigarette to light himself up. Seeing Qin Guan's movement, he pressed the lighter reflexively, and the flame burst out of his head, almost tilting his head.

The smoking man quickly took it away, re-pressed the lighter, lit the cigarette, and then turned his head to look over, and saw two people who were entangled, rolling in the alley.

Because the alley was a little narrow, the two men just rolled a half circle and hit the wall on the side of the wall, so due to inertia, the two were knocked back and rolled back.

Watching these two roll on the ground like a pancake, I turn, I turn, I turn again.

There were tears in Huang Jiajia's eyes. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qin Guan doesn't care so much now, his eyes are all red, you kick me on the two, I kick you, I almost buckle my face, tear my head, and bit my ear.

When Qin Guan held down Xiaofengliu with a weak advantage, the two men's clothes could no longer see a good spot, and the sweat stains mixed with mud, making this scene look so funny.

The smoking man laughed and patted Qin Guan’s back and said, "Little brother, give me a face to Bu Qinglu. From now on, Xiaoliu will never trouble you again. In the future, you will have something to do with this piece. You Find me."

Qin Guan is not a nonsense. He sent the little elegant clothes forward, got up from the ground, patted the floating soil on the top and said, "OK, Brother Ge, right, it was not a big deal, just fight it. La."

Bu Qinglu was very pleased with Qin Guan’s way. He patted Qin Guan’s shoulder and said, “That line, next time I come over, please have a drink.” The brothers will lie on the ground and play with the dead dog. Take away.

When Qin Guan took Huang Jiajia out of the alley, he didn't say a word.

Huang Jiajia bit her lower lip and looked at the rich and elegant tutor in front of her. Now she is in disarray. There are a few dazzling bluish-purple skins on her warm and jade-like skin, and there is dried blood on the corners of her mouth.

Suddenly, she suddenly felt that what she had been pursuing had become boring. Huang Jiajia was a little confused. She didn't know what to do. She was particularly afraid that Qin Guan would no longer coach her and would not appear in front of her again.

Thinking of this, Huang Jiajia carefully pulled down Qin Guan's clothes corner, looking at the expressionless Qin Guan and whispering, "It's really boring to come out to play, I will learn well in the future, you will come to give me guidance Yes."

Qin watched Huang Jiajia, who had been smeared with tears on his face, endured a little thief in his heart, and said expressionlessly: "OK, I will see how you behave, today is too late, you Go back first. I'll talk about the tutor next time."

The three looked at the indifferent Qin Guan. The chickens nodded like rice, sat on the rental, and went home to sleep honestly.

Watching the three people leave, Qin Guan could no longer pretend to hold his teeth. He clapped the soil with his hands and slammed the soil all over his body. The pain was dead, and he felt nothing about the fist. The novel was indeed deceptive.

Waiting for the early morning of the next day, Qin Guan got up from the bed in a daze, and his body was sore. Qin Guan's first day was too late.

The people in the dormitory had already finished washing. Looking at Qin Guan who got up, everyone spit out water. Qin Guan rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? A strange expression?"

Wang Lei couldn't bear it, and said to Qin Guan: "Why did you go yesterday? You didn't look in the mirror when you got up early?"

Before Qin Guan understood the situation, Liu Xiaoyang passed a small mirror from the upper bunk.

Qin Guan put the mirror on his face and took a picture. I went. Now Qin Guan, the beaten mother even stands here, and I don’t know it.

In fact, Qin Guan’s sadness is not multiple, and pity is pitiful. As a novice without any experience, how to protect his fragile face in wrestling, such a profound proposition, Qin Guan has not yet learned.

The small punches are really tricky and in place.

A punch in the eye socket, a punch in the corner of the mouth, and a punch in the cheekbone made Qin Guan's face swollen with three packs. In addition, when he returned to the dormitory yesterday, Qin Guan fell to his head and fell asleep, missing the best cold compress period.

This overly despised approach resulted in Qin Guan's current right face like a steamed bun, and the left eye like a panda.

Boss Ye Dong couldn't stand it anymore. He turned over a bottle of pepper wine from the box under the bed, and was quite skilled in rubbing the medicinal wine on Qin Guan's face.

Qin Guan explained to the people in the dormitory about what happened yesterday when he was screaming.

The boss and the youngest did not feel anything. The sixth elder was excited and kept yelling beside him: "Oh, why didn't you make an appointment yesterday? I'll help you. There is a fight in our compound..."

The boss laughed at the words of the sixth elder: "We don't have so many rules there. When the people are in the game, it is estimated that we have directly hit our fists. Is it still about to fight? ."

Lao Liu immediately replied to the boss with contemptful eyes: "That's all warriors, people like you will never understand, and the world of old guns can't be without rules!"

The boss capped the pepper bottle and sang the old man's cheek gang: "See how happy you are, how many times have you stubble? How many times have you asked?"

When the oldest heard this, it was like a suffocated ball, and the momentum suddenly blew off. He said in frustration: "The same level in our hospital thinks that I am too young to take me to play with. My mother can't wait to talk to me every day. Behind my buttocks, to make an appointment? I haven’t even seen how others have done it."

The third boy said nothing, and when he went out, he grunted and laid his head off.

When everyone was just a few steps away, the boss said to the dormitory: "Tonight's New Year's party, don't forget the time, the place is in the school hall."

Several people agreed and went out to class.

Qin Guan went to class with this swollen face, which caused a little commotion in the class. The fourth senior Wang Lei has been in class for a long time, how much time he spent there laughing.

It is really Qin Guan, the contrast of this face is too dramatic.

The classmate sitting on the right saw a swollen, invisible face. His eyes were all sympathetic, worried (female classmates), and gloating (male classmates).

The left face seen by the classmates sitting on the left is still beautiful, but you must ignore the dark circles on the eye sockets, with fair skin, and protect animals at the national level. Points men and women).

Qin Guan finally got to the end of the get out of class, and he planned not to leave the dormitory den today. Wang Lei helped him fight for this day's meals.

When it was dark, the people in the dormitory packed up, went out together, and ran to the auditorium.

No one in the Qinguan dormitory performs the show. It seems that everyone has no artistic cells, and the group belongs to the audience.

When the people in the auditorium were full and the curtains opened, the two hosts, a man and a woman, started the opening remarks. Qin Guan looked at it with relish and missed it.

Group dance, chorus, solo dance, performance, solemn and solemn programs are mostly, there is no bells and whistles of future college orientation programs. Several other people in the dormitory could not understand Qin Guan's current feelings. They found these shows boring.