Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

He Congliang walked through a forest path, turned a few turns, and came to the front of the dormitory building.

"Help my son carry the daily necessities to Qishe, and you can leave." He turned his head and spoke to the four soldiers.

"Yes."

After a while, the door of Qishe was suddenly pushed open.

The three soldiers entered in a file carrying extremely luxurious daily necessities.

There are gold-rimmed burdens, golden chopsticks and spoons, pure silk quilts, and dozens of sets of noble outfits.

This

Everyone in Qishe was stunned for a while.

They are work-study students, all poor children, and have never seen such luxurious daily necessities in their life.

For a moment, there was a hint of envy and jealousy in his eyes

"This dress is so beautiful!!!"

"This silk quilt looks very warm. It would be nice if I had one too."

"I don't know who the new classmate is? Is it easy to get along."

Everyone in Qishe was full of curiosity about that roommate they had never met.

Wang Sheng is a sixth-grade student at Notting College, and also the boss of Qishe.

Because of Wang Sheng's presence, Qishe avoided many troubles.

At this time,

Wang Sheng jumped off the bed, walked up to Li Er, and said calmly, "Master Bing, may I ask which student lives in the Seventh House?"

Li Er was about to answer.

He Congliang just walked in from the door and took a look inside.

Qishe has a very large space. There are about forty or fifty beds in it, most of which are empty, and only eleven beds have bedding on them.

The smell of smelly socks mixed with cigarette butts.

This is the breath of middle school!

He Congliang paused for a moment, then came back to his senses, and extended his right hand generously: "My name is He Congliang, why should Congliang be Congliang?"

"It's your classmate for the next six years."

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Wang Sheng hesitated for a while, originally wanted to give He Congliang a blow, but he was stunned instead.

He was born in a poor family, how could he know these noble etiquettes, for a while, he felt a little restrained.

However, he quickly waved away the restraint in his heart.

I am Wang Sheng, the future soul master, I will not lose to anyone.

"I don't care who you are."

"I am the boss of Qishe, you have to listen to me when you come to Qishe." Wang Sheng said proudly.

Wang Sheng?

He Congliang froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered the memory of the original work.

In the original book, Wang Sheng's martial soul is a tiger, very powerful and very proud.

After being defeated by Tang San, Tang San faintly dominated.

For this kind of arrogant people, He Congliang's method is to fight.

Hit him.

To fight outside, you must first be safe inside.

Now when Xiao Wu is moving in, he must not leave any hidden dangers behind.

"Are you the boss of Qishe?" He Congliang asked with a smile.

"Yes, I am."

"All the members of Qishe obey me." Wang Sheng replied proudly.

"Although you are the boss of Qishe, I won't listen to you."

"Because you are already in the past tense."

"From this moment on, I am the boss of Qishe." He Congliang said quietly.

Chapter 10 The Boss of Qishe Waits for Xiao Wu to Arrive

"You..." Wang Sheng paused, and He Congliang's voice came from next to his ear.

"I remember that there is a rule in Qishe, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss."

"Little Shengzi, come and let's make gestures."