C14 The News Spread Quickly on Campus

Ouyang Baanruo this Flower of the Central Seas was not just for show.

Within the Zhonghai Art Academy, Ouyang Baanruo's pursuers could line up from the cafeteria to the school gate if they were piled up. Amongst them, Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan had the strongest backgrounds and their attacks were the fiercest. As for the others, they would at most join in to watch the show and take a look at the goddess.

And the reason why Ouyang Baanruo purposely announced that Ye Zifeng was her fiance in class was actually because she wanted to make use of Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan to find trouble with him.

It had to be said that Ouyang Baanruo's plan was extremely successful.

Gossip had long since blended into every corner of life, becoming the fourth instinct of mankind.

In the past when we were at the Zhonghai Art Academy, the person that everyone talked about the most would definitely be the beautiful junior sister I saw today. But today was completely different.

Whether it was the school cafeteria, the school gate, or the corridors. The topic that everyone talked about the most was, "Hey, have you guys heard? Goddess Ouyang actually has a fiance …"

As the saying goes, three people become tigers, this web of rumors suddenly appeared, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. It spread throughout the entire Zhonghai Art Academy with lightning speed, and without enough time to cover one's ears, it spread far and wide.

The current Zhonghai Art Academy, the Karate Club.

"Kill …" "Kill …"

The battle cries were deafening. More than a dozen people wearing pure white karate uniforms raised their legs with a murderous look on their faces. They looked to be in high spirits.

"When you're shouting for killing, you have to be mighty. Let's do it again!"

Standing at the front of the crowd was a well-built young man. He was also wearing a pure white karate attire. He had a crew cut and looked very bright. The light in his eyes couldn't be underestimated. This person was none other than one of the Four Young Masters of the Zhonghai Art Academy, the president of the Karate Club Group, Faang Wenyuan, who had the name of thunderbolt in a clear sky.

At that moment, Faang Wenyuan was organizing his own community training, but right at that moment, a man wearing a karate attire ran in.

"President, President, something bad has happened!"

Faang Wenyuan's eyes congealed, and with a move of his body, he threw a flying kick at the person who came over. That person was caught off guard and was sent flying with a "peng" sound.

"President is awesome, President has great kung fu, and President is mighty!" Immediately, fawning noises followed.

Faang Wenyuan gave a cold laugh, "I have already told you so many times. Under all circumstances, you must always remain calm and pay attention to the dangers in all directions. This is the true spirit of a martial artist, do you understand? "

"Understood, understood!"

After teaching his own members a lesson, Faang Wenyuan then walked with large strides towards the fellow who was kneeling on the ground and rubbing his chest.

Faang Wenyuan picked him up, then patted off the dust on his clothes and smiled: Yang Cheng, what are you so flustered about?

Yang Cheng's expression continuously changed a few times, then pulled Faang Wenyuan to a corner and muttered a few words.

Faang Wenyuan's face suddenly changed greatly. "Really?"

Yang Cheng firmly said: "President, this is absolutely true. This news was personally admitted by Ouyang Baanruo. And by now, the news of it has spread throughout the school! "

In a moment, Faang Wenyuan's face turned sinister, his entire body releasing a sense of hatred.

Yang Cheng, who was at the side, blew into Faang Wenyuan's ears: "President, Ouyang Baanruo is a woman that you have chosen. How about this, president. I'll lead some people to personally teach that little bastard a lesson and let him grow his eyes. I promise that brat will never dare to get close to my sister-in-law ever again! "

However, Faang Wenyuan laughed and waved: "Yang Cheng, there's no need. Hannya has always been fond of playing with these kinds of spirits since she was young, in my opinion, that brat is at most just a shield to be used."

"Then President, are, are we just going to sit back and watch?"

Faang Wenyuan let out a cold laugh, and patted Yang Cheng's shoulders: "Yang Cheng, is it not good to watch a good show? I don't have to personally take part in this kind of small fry. Now that I know about it, Jin Qiuming definitely knows about it too. Let this kind of small fry be dealt with by Jin Qiuming, I'm also too lazy to bother with it! "

Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then when he thought about it, this made sense. He couldn't help but start flattering Faang Wenyuan again, "The president is wise, let Jin Qiuming that guy go and bite that little tramp dog, we'll just watch the show, hehe!"

Faang Wenyuan who was at the side did not make a move and just sat down to watch a good show. Yet another society in the Zhonghai Art Academy had exploded.

This club was none other than the Baseball Club of Zhonghai Art Academy.

"Young master, your tone is unbearable! Ouyang Baanruo was obviously the woman who was decided by the young master, but now a little tramp who claims to be Ouyang Baanruo's fiance, isn't that slapping your face?"

"That's right, Young Master Ming. We, the baseball club, definitely cannot take this lying down. Otherwise, he would definitely be laughed to death by Faang Wenyuan's group! "

At this moment, a group of people was surrounding Jin Qiuming and talking to him. His expression was one of anger, although none of them could recognize Ye Zifeng, they all wished that they could grind his bones and scatter his ashes.

Seated in the center of the crowd was a young man in his early twenties, his broken bangs scattered in front of his forehead, his slender fingers interlaced. This young man could only be described with one word, and that was handsome!

It had to be said that Jin Qiuming was much more handsome than Faang Wenyuan in terms of appearance, especially that gloomy temperament that simply had incomparable killing intent towards girls.

Jin Qiuming and Faang Wenyuan were both part of the Four Young Masters of the Zhonghai Art Academy, but they were the most handsome of the four, so they gave him the nickname of number one commander in the sea.

Of course, Jin Qiuming was not only famous for being handsome, but also talented. In comparison to Faang Wenyuan, other than fighting him, Jin Qiuming could almost suppress him in all other aspects.

The current Jin Qiuming sat in the middle of the crowd, unmoving, his eyes extremely sinister.

Whether it was Jin Qiuming or Faang Wenyuan, the two of them had been chasing after Ouyang Baanruo ever since high school. They had always regarded each other as mortal enemies. But now, a Cheng Xie Jin had suddenly appeared beside Ouyang Baanruo, so how could Jin Qiuming not be angry?

"Young Master, please say something. As long as you give us any orders, we brothers will immediately kill that tramp and guarantee that the brat will take a detour when he sees sister-in-law!" Jin Qiuming's silent appearance made the people around him anxious.

"Ha ha!" Jin Qiuming laughed coldly and waved his hand: "Luo Xie, don't be impulsive, beating people up anytime soon is something that a barbarian like Faang Wenyuan would do. This young master would not do such a vulgar thing. It's just a little tramp, I have plenty of ways to deal with him. All of you better remember that there are too many ways to fight, and not fighting is the best choice! "

After saying that, Jin Qiuming stood up complacently, and said: "Luo Xie, Cheng Lei, the two of you take my car keys out, and fill my car with roses. The rest of the group assembled at the piano teacher's gate at three o'clock. I want to give a soul-stirring confession so that that little tramp will know the difficulties of retreating. "

While smiling with narrowed eyes, Jin Qiuming muttered to himself: "This young master doesn't believe that there is still money in this world that can't be destroyed …"