Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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"Xie Sifeng, you are unreasonable!" frowning, An Jiaxin spoke up. He had never held these girls to bully Ye Jian, and he had criticized them several times. He did not stop meddling until he realized that Ye Jian was tolerating their persecution.

Upset, Xie Sifeng glared at An Jiaxin and pushed him hard for blocking his way, “It's none of your own business. Move over!"

Xie Sifeng pushed him too hard. Caught off guard, An Jiaxin fell backwards.

Just as he was about to hit the table, a pair of slender hands propped him up steadily.

“Come back to your seat. I will take care of this, ” Ye Jian said as he held An Jiaxin. Ye Jian's face was completely cold. Standing in front of the enraged Xie Sifeng, he said in a cold voice, “You haven't learned from the lesson last night, right? Do you think school is your home?”

Xie Sifeng's father was a labor contractor. Just because he came from a rich family, he looked down on others. He can do anything to make himself happy, regardless of the consequences.

Now that Ye Jian had advanced, Xie Sifeng took a step back automatically.

Eyes for eyes. When Xie Sifeng was about to retreat again, Ye Jian raised his hand to push him, just like the way Xie Sifeng pushed An Jiaxin.

Reverse! Bang out!

Xie Sifeng staggered and tried to grab the table and chair to balance himself. Even so, he fell to the ground while his classmates watched.

…

Stunned, Xie Sifeng looked at Ye Jian in disbelief. S... he even dared to push her in front of his classmates!

"You Jian!" yelled Xie Sifeng, embarrassed. He got up and lunged at Ye Jian crazily.

But what kind of work had Ye Jian done before? He worked at a security firm for several years. Xie Sifeng had just humiliated himself by trying to clash with him.

Ye Jian moved aside and helped An Jiaxin, who was behind him, stand up. Smiling, he saw Xie Sifeng fall forward.

Ye Jian could not bear to see her again ...

He closed his eyes. Bam! He did not open his eyes until he heard a loud bang. An extremely cold glint flickered in his pitch-black eyes.

Xie Sifeng, who was humiliated repeatedly, buried his face under his arms on the table and cried incessantly until the class was over.

“It was amazing! I don't expect you to push him, ” said An Jiaxin cheerfully. He wrapped his arms around Ye Jian's shoulder as if they were good friends. "To be honest, if you don't push it, I'll get up and push it myself."

He's honest. No wonder he disliked Ye Ying.

Puckered his lips, Ye Jian smiled, “There is no reason for us to tolerate him. We must defend ourselves when it is necessary.”

"Is that why you made your sister angry?" the hostile and cold voice of a young boy interrupted their conversation, "He is still hospitalized in a public health center while you're having fun."

This boy, as well as his voice, was strange to Ye Jian.

Ye Jian narrowed his eyes and observed him. His hand was put in his pants pocket. His eyes are so cold. And his clothes were different from other students. Oho! Ye Jian thought to himself and remembered who he was.

Gao Yiyang, the number one student of First Grade Nine, who was transferred to this high school last semester. It is said that a special vehicle dropped it off on the first day of school.

Ye Jian was not aware that he was from a rich background. But he knew that the boy had a crush on Ye Ying.