His skin is very fair. Although he is tall, he looks as slender and frail as a girl, and he still has a bookish air about him.

  And the school uniform is clean and tidy, just like his clean and gentle temperament, which is very suitable. At first glance, he is the kind of parallel and excellent high-achieving student in the school.

  The appearance is very superior, like a boy who came out of a comic. In short, he is a thousand times better looking than Lu Ran, the guy who brags all day that he is a tear man.

  Jiao Yang looked at him across a group of people, then secretly retracted the dagger hidden behind her, blinked, and looked at him with a harmless face: "Please help me."

   Brainstorming has begun in my mind. If it’s not their school uniform, it’s another school?

   Qi Ziyan stood a few meters away and looked at her.

As far as the eyes can see, a little girl looks small, white and clean, with a thin and slender figure, long black hair like a waterfall, and looks very cute, like a delicate porcelain doll, especially her pair of The big sparkling eyes are especially attractive.

  At this moment, she was cornered by a group of tall men who looked like gangsters, like a helpless lamb.

  He looked at her for a while, then nodded expressionlessly, took off the earphones around his neck, and threw them aside, as if he really wanted to help.

And the dozen or so gangsters were startled for a while, then looked at each other face to face, and laughed loudly: "Help? That little boy over there, where did you come from? Can you fight? Heroes should weigh themselves to save the beauty." How much is it?"

  The young man was still expressionless. The gangsters looked at him and looked at each other. One of them walked up and said, "I said, you must be stupid in reading, right?"

  Jiaoyang leaned leisurely against the wall, happy to watch this good show.

  Even the boy who seemed to be kind enough to help her seemed weak. But just like that, it seemed good to play a prank, and it was he himself who said he would help her.

  In the end, the big deal is that he can't beat and gets beaten, and then she makes a heroic appearance to save the beauty.

  Jiao Yang was thinking about it one way or another, but the next moment, she opened her eyes wide.

  The gangster who provoked him in the past was easily thrown to the ground by him with little effort.

   And that movement, and the sound when it hit the ground, it's obvious that this is a practicer.

   It's no wonder she was so surprised, because students with such a clean temperament usually don't know how to fight.

  The rest of the dozen or so gangsters were also startled. After realizing it, they rushed forward unbelievingly, but they were all easily knocked down by him.

   Immediately afterwards, he ran towards Jiao Yang and called out, "Hand."

  Jiao Yang, who was in a state of confusion, subconsciously stretched out her hand obediently, and was grabbed by him, leading her to run out of the alley.

  The punks rolling in pain behind shouted: "Sheng Jiaoyang, wait for me, our boss will make you and Lu Xishuo look good sooner or later!"

  Jiao Yang didn't speak, but turned her head, her long hair blown by the wind, and gave them a faint look.

  Seeing their tragic appearance on the ground, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help thinking: Who is stronger, he or Lu Xisuo?

  The young man ran with her for a long distance before stopping. When he saw the hand he was holding, he froze for a moment, then quickly retracted it.

   "Okay, it's all right now."

  Jiaoyang gave a "hmm", raised her head, bent her eyes, and smiled at him: "Thank you, you saved me today."

  He nodded, then asked her hesitantly: "Those bastards, have they pestered you for a long time?"

Jiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, blinked her eyes, and replied pitifully: "Yes, they come to pester me almost every day after school, I'm really scared. If it weren't for you here today, I might be miserable It's gone. Can I see you again in the future?"

"this."

  The boy frowned, and did not answer her question, but asked: "I heard them talk about Lu Xishuo just now, what is your relationship with him?"

  Jiao Yang's mouth twitched secretly.

  Almost forgot, in this area, Lu Xishuo's name is much louder than hers.

So in a blink of an eye, she showed a more weak, pitiful and innocent look, and told him: "Lu Xishuo, he is my brother. Because I was too scared, I could only rely on him to protect me, but I didn't expect that it would be Because of him, I got into more trouble."

  The young man stared down at her without speaking, and he didn't know whether he believed her words or not.

   After a long time, he pointed: "Hand."

   "Huh?" Jiao Yang froze for a moment, then subconsciously raised her claws.

   Only then did I see that there was a faint scratch on it. It was probably accidentally drawn just now.

  Jiaoyang retracted her hands, hid behind her back, and just said: "It's okay."

  His hand was pulled back again, he took out a band-aid from his pocket, and quickly stuck it on for her.

  When the young man leaned over, he smelled the pleasant fragrance of his body, and the temperature of his body seemed to be transmitted from her fingertips.

  Jiao Yang was stunned for a while, blinked her eyes again, and looked up at him.

  Thinking: Sure enough, this kind of weak and innocent image makes it easier for people to approach unsuspecting.

   "Why do you always have Band-Aids on your body?"

   "Oh, I grew up judo in elementary school, and it was inevitable that I bumped into each other, so I often prepared."

  He glanced at her wrapped wound, and said, "Remember not to get wet."

"good."

  Jiao Yang looked at her hand, raised her head and raised the corners of her mouth brilliantly.

   "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

  He didn't say anything, just said another word: "Hand."

"Um?"

  Jiaoyang lifted up as he said, but the boy just smiled helplessly, shook his head, and pointed to her other uninjured hand: "I mean this one."

  Jiao Yang raised her eyebrows and handed him her hand.

   He was holding something in his hand, and then let go of her hand, and a metal object fell down.

   Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found that it was his school badge.

   "My name is Qi Ziyan."

  The young man smiled slightly, his clear face melted away in an instant.

   "In the future, if someone bullies you like today, you can come and find me."

   Qi Ziyan left.

  After this inexplicable encounter, Jiaoyang held the school badge he left in his hand, walked in a good mood, and sighed with a smile: "What a strange guy." Stranger than she was.

  However, Jiao Yang still has a question in his mind: So, who is more powerful, Qi Ziyan or Lu Xishuo?