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The No. 11 Elementary School is three kilometers away from the No. 9 Middle School. Every day after school, Yan Zizheng would run to pick up Yan Ziqing who was waiting in the guard room early, and then the two brothers took the No. [-] bus and passed [-] stops to the alley entrance of their home.

On a rainy day, there were many people on the bus. After standing all the way, Yan Ziqing was obviously tired and didn't want to leave. She stretched out her arms and waited for her brother to hug her.

Yan Zizheng picked up his younger sister with his left arm and trotted home. The little girl liked to be held under her brother's armpit and ran away, as if she was about to take off, and she couldn't stop giggling every time.

When he got home, Yan Zizheng picked up two raincoats and squatted down to pat his younger sister on the head: "Xiao Qing is at home obediently, brother is going to the vegetable market."

After he opened the door and came out, he leaned on the window and looked at the small figure in the room and said seriously: "Hurry up and do your homework, don't watch TV."

Yan Ziqing pouted and nodded.

This courtyard is surrounded by three houses, one of which is empty, except for the Yan family, the other household is a family of three, a girl with a water basin came out of that house at this time, she saw Yan Zizheng who was about to go out Then he smiled and asked, "To pick up Grandpa Yan?"

Yan Zizheng hummed non-stop.

Ma Liangli called out, "Hey!"

"What's wrong?" Yan Zizheng turned around.

"I heard that you got into a fight with that half-breed boy from Class [-] today. What's the handsome guy's name?"

Mentioning Lin Jinglei made Yan Zizheng frowned, and he continued to walk with big strides: "I don't know."

"How could you not know?" Ma Liangli stared at the closed iron gate, "Tell me you will die."

Last fall, Yan Zizheng and his younger sister moved to live with his grandfather, and they lived together after that.Grandpa Yan started to set up fruit stalls in the vegetable market after his two children arrived. He is almost 70 years old, and his body is strong.

At this time in the past, his grandfather would have cooked dinner and waited for the two of them. On the way to the vegetable market, Yan Zizheng guessed that his grandfather hadn't come back yet, probably because he didn't bring a raincoat and was waiting for the rain to stop.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the vegetable market, he saw his grandfather playing chess with some old men under the eaves of the fresh food store.

"Old Yan, have you thought about it yet?" One of the old men urged those who were seriously thinking about the next step.

Yan Guozhong looked up and saw Yan Zizheng in a raincoat. He threw away the chess pieces in his hand and stood up with a smile, saying, "You guys play. My grandson is here to pick me up. I have to go home."

Lin Jinglei was able to enter No. [-] Senior High School entirely because his uncle was the headmaster, and he was forced to go in because he was a scumbag. At that time, his uncle had agreed with him that he could not study, but he could not cause trouble.

This nephew promised very well, but if he didn't follow through, it gave Lin Guodong a headache. When he got home, he just wanted to show the kid a few words, but his wife called him to pick up the garlic.

Lin Jinglei, who was listening to Principal Lin’s daily ink marks, looked at the figure of the typical wife, Da Max, rushing to the kitchen quickly, and said mischievously: "The working people are the most glorious!"

Lin Guodong turned around and said: "If you cause trouble again, see if I don't punish you severely."

His uncle has been threatening him with such vicious words for more than ten years, Lin Jinglei had no choice but to use his classic response lines, he stretched out his hand very carelessly and swore: "I promise not to cause trouble again."

Because of the fight between Class [-] and Class [-], not only were the two classes disqualified from the football match, but all the boys were also notified and criticized.

Lin Jinglei was called to the office by their menopausal female head teacher and punished to stand for nearly a morning. After a quick meal in the cafeteria at noon, he went back to work and fell asleep on the desk.

He slept through two classes in one sleep, and he was woken up by the noise in the room during the big class break in the afternoon. He looked at the time in disappointment and leaned back in his chair: "I thought school was over."

The red marks on his forehead looked very funny. The girl at the front table was eating instant noodles, she smiled after seeing him, and sprayed a few grains on his table, which made him wave away with his school uniform sleeve in disgust: "Eat, eat!" Eat, Si Meiqi, lose weight!"

The fat girl rolled her eyes at Lin Jinglei: "You can control me!"

Lin Jinglei stretched and got up to go to the toilet. When passing by Tang Shan's seat, he dragged away the person who was studying the game on the mobile phone with the same table.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Shan picked up his mobile phone and squeezed out of the aisle.

"bathroom."

"Fuck, I won't go, I just finished going."

With such a struggle, Tang Shan's withdrawn arm hit the person walking behind hard, and he looked back: "Ah, I'm sorry, monitor."

Bai Xiuyuan looked at Tang Shanhou and walked over without saying anything, leaving Tang Shan pretending to be trembling: "Scare me."

Lin Jinglei continued to walk out: "I'll go by myself."

"I'd better go with you." Tang Shan followed closely.

Bai Xiuyuan is the monitor of their class. Regardless of his size or appearance, he is as handsome as a boy, plus he has the delicacy and delicacy of a girl. He stands out in the crowd. Anyone who is not familiar with him will doubt his gender when he sees it for the first time. .

This was the reaction of Lin Jinglei and Tang Shan on the first day of school. Unfortunately, they were overheard by Bai Xiuyuan when they were discussing whether the squad leader appointed by Crazy Qiao was male or female. What a good impression the squad leader left.

While walking, Lin Jinglei looked at the figure of Bai Xiuyuan in front of him and murmured, "What do you think it would be like to fall in love with this kind of girl?"

Tang Shan sneered and said, "Hurry up and pull it down, I bet fifty cents that she absolutely doesn't like boys."

Lin Jinglei nodded thoughtfully: "Very likely."

The two of them came back after using the toilet, and when they passed Class [-], they looked at the girls who were chatting and laughing by the window sill in the corridor.Tang Shan whispered: "Actually, to be fair, the girls in Class [-] are generally much prettier than those in our class."

Lin Jinglei: "But there is Gong Yue in our class, one is worth ten."

"It's a pity that even Gong Yue couldn't bring back the overall average appearance," Tang Shan lamented, "It's sad."

Just as they were talking about class flower Gong Yue, they saw a boy wandering around the back door of his class. Lin Jinglei walked up to him and laughed, "Looking for Gong Yue?"

Seeing that it was Lin Jinglei who was stabbing them everywhere, Yu Zhaoyu said very unfriendlyly, "None of your business."

Lin Jinglei stepped into the threshold with one foot, stepped outside the threshold with the other, leaned against the door frame and tilted his head, and said rudely: "Do you need me to call her for you?"

"Grass, don't fucking have you everywhere." You Zhaoyu glared at him.

Lin Jinglei's eyeballs are very special, they are said to be brown and dark gray, with a touch of light blue. Tang Shan grew up with him, and he still doesn't know what color it is. He once described Lin Jinglei His eyes are like the starry sky and the sea.Obviously, now the starry sky is hidden and the sea is angry.

Lin Jinglei leaned forward and grabbed the doorknob: "Open it, the door is about to close."

You Zhaoyu directly twisted Lin Jinglei's arm and shoved him into the room.

The dispute was about to break out, Tang Shan shouted: "I want to fight!"

A few boys at the back door of Class [-]'s room heard the voice and immediately surrounded them. The boys from Class [-] did not show weakness, and there was no space behind You Zhaoyu.

Lin Jinglei stood up straight, and as the class bell rang, he pointed to You Zhaoyu outside the door, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said loudly, "Don't leave after school."

This group of seniors still carried the hostility of the junior high school days, and they seemed to be expanding their power in the new environment, as if they always had to gossip and fight first before they were bloody.

This is Lin Jinglei's style. Whoever refuses to accept it will be done if he is beaten. It is simple and clear, and it is much better than quarreling and bringing out the eighteen generations of ancestors to scold him.

Yan Zizheng and You Zhaoyu are close friends, and Lin Jinglei is sure that Yan Zizheng will also be there after school to help You Zhaoyu.

After the appointment, we waited for school to be over.Lin Jinglei didn't even go to sleep in the last boring self-study class, but sat there with his head down and poked at his phone.Hearing his name being called, he thought it was Crazy Joe who had returned, and he almost dropped his phone in a panic.

"Lin Jinglei is looking for someone!" Bai Xiuyuan, who was sitting on the podium, repeated.

This was the first time that Lin Jinglei went out by calling him by his first name after he came to No. [-] Middle School. When he went out, he saw three girls standing outside the door, one in front and two behind, looking at him neatly. He didn't recognize any of them.

The girl at the front smiled and said, "I've been looking for you all day. You're not at work in the morning, but I saw you sleeping twice when I came here in the afternoon, so I couldn't bear to call out."

Lin Jinglei didn't like ink marks, so he asked straight to the point: "What do you want me to do?"

"Oh," the girl took out something from her pocket and handed it over, "it's your key, I found it under the seat of the school bus."

His name was not marked on the key, Lin Jinglei was puzzled: "How do you know it's my key?"

The girl smiled mysteriously: "Secret."

Lin Jinglei took the key and waved his hand casually: "Thank you."

The girl tilted her head and smiled even more intensely: "How would you like to thank me?"

Lin Jinglei thought to himself a bunch of broken keys, if you lose them, you can make them again. When I said thank you, that was a perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric. Why should you be too serious, girl? He raised his eyebrows after looking at the two girls who were always smiling and watching the fun. Looking at the girl in front of him: "Then how do you want me to thank you?"

The girl blurted out: "Give me your mobile phone number."

There are too many requests for his mobile phone number, Lin Jinglei habitually doesn't give any face even if they bring their own cheerleaders, and turn around ruthlessly: "No."

The room in Class [-] of Senior High School was very quiet. The young male teacher sitting in the last row on the south row was preparing lessons, and the wind blowing in from the window gently blew the pages of the book.The last row of single tables in the north opposite to where he was sitting suddenly heard a frenzied mobile phone vibrate, causing the whole class to be slightly restless.Seeing the boy lying on the table put his hand into the desk hall with a sleepy face, the male teacher got up and walked over.

You Zhaoyu was stunned from sleep, and just as he was about to check who was calling, he was hit hard on the back.

"I didn't say that you are not allowed to bring mobile phones, stand up."

Severe reprimand from the head teacher.

You Zhaoyu got up lazily, took out the phone and reluctantly handed it over.He caught a glimpse of the teacher's other hand in the light blue cover of the teaching plan that had just been used to type his name. There were two beautiful words written in the name column, Zou Jing.Somewhat unexpectedly, he always thought it was Zhou Jing.

After Zou Jing confiscated his mobile phone and ordered to kill chickens and respect monkeys, the room returned to calm.

You Zhaoyu sighed and had to stand until school was over.He looked up at Yan Zizheng who was sitting by the desk in the first row, cleared his throat and coughed lightly.

Yan Zizheng received the signal, turned his head, first glanced at the teacher behind him who was reading with his head down, and then at You Zhaoyu.

You Zhaoyu made gestures, but none of the students around understood, but Yan Zizheng nodded.

Yan Zizheng went to the stadium to play ball during the big class break, and when he came back, he caught up with the tail of the conflict. He only saw You Zhaoyu and Lin Jinglei looking at each other with swords drawn, so he didn't know what the two were fighting for.

He and You Zhaoyu were in the same class in junior high school. Looking at the reasons why You Zhaoyu fought with others in the past few years, it was basically about Gong Yue.

Gong Yue used to be the school girl of their No. [-] Middle School. You Zhaoyu fell in love with Gong Yue just because Gong Yue mistook him for someone else's smile and couldn't help herself.

Zhaoyu gestured to Yan Zizheng to tell him not to get involved in the fight, and to pick up Yan Ziqing normally after school.

Yan Zizheng knew that You Zhaoyu had a plan in his mind to handle it, so he really didn't get involved, so he just let him go after school.

Qingmu Street, which is two streets away from No. [-] Middle School, is a well-known distribution center for bad youth in Dongcheng. There are all kinds of Internet cafes, billiards, and video recording rooms. The location of the appointment always makes people feel that violence can be justified and justified.

It took less than 2 minutes for Lin Jinglei to ride a bicycle with a few boys in the back row of the class, but it took more than ten minutes to see You Zhaoyu who was late by himself.

Tang Shan, who was squatting in the shade, stood up and mocked: "You are not very popular."

You Zhaoyu walked over slowly, glanced at the dozen or so people opposite, and then looked at Lin Jinglei: "I didn't expect you to be so weak and need so many people to help you. How about a one-on-one fight?"

Lin Jinglei spat out the tasteless gum in his mouth: "Am I afraid of you?"

You Zhaoyu threw the school uniform jacket on his shoulders aside and moved his shoulder joints.

Lin Jinglei shook hands with the others: "That's fine, everyone withdraw, I'll be single with him..."

Before Lin Jinglei could speak, he was attacked by You Zhaoyu, who punched him hard in the left rib, and he quickly counterattacked.

The outbreak of the war opened up an open space, and the onlookers were all members of Class [-]. They knew it was a one-on-one fight but they didn't leave.

In terms of speed, Lin Jinglei did not lose to Yu Zhaoyu, who was three centimeters taller than him, but in terms of strength, he was indeed inferior to Yu Zhaoyu, who had a stronger physique.There have been a few fights before, but it was always a big fight. Now one-on-one, the pros and cons are clear.

After a few offenses and defenses, he only had to defend, and Zhaoyu's fists and kicks made it more and more difficult for him to cope.

Tang Shan watched nervously. Seeing Lin Jinglei's defeat, he stepped on a rock and almost tripped when he retreated. He raised his hand and shouted as he ran: "Fuck, don't worry, give it to me!" beat him!"

The others immediately rushed into the chaotic battlefield, pulling and kicking, and surrounded You Zhaoyu tightly, and the ground was full of dust and curses.

It was extremely hot today, Yan Ziqing wanted to eat ice cream but didn't dare to say it, but staring at the cold drink stand on the roadside many times still betrayed her little thoughts.Yan Zizheng didn't want his sister who was in the period of teething to eat sweets but couldn't bear to let his sister lose her mouth, so he stopped and bought one.

The ice cream was basically not eaten much, it melted away, Yan Ziqing's clothes were covered with cream stains, and even Yan Zizheng's school uniform's short-sleeve front was rubbed all over.

After Yan Zizheng entered the house, he raised his arms, took off his short sleeves and threw them into the laundry tub. When he went to the closet with his bare upper body to find clean clothes, he saw the kraft paper envelope on the table. "

Yan Guozhong nodded: "Put down the money and leave."

"Who cares about his broken money!" the young man growled.

"Don't talk like that, it's your father anyway."