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Lin Jinglei's character is always on point, Yan Zizheng knew that if the flames appeared, he would easily explode, so when the whole car was watching the conflict, he also sat there as a bystander.

There was still European and American light music playing in his earphones, which was extremely inconsistent with the scene where Lin Jinglei swung his fist and quickly punched the boy's face directly, but it was rather violent aesthetics.

Anyone who appeared on the school bus of No. [-] Middle School during this time period was from the first and second grades.

After there was a conflict here, the giggling, cursing, joking and laughing sophomore boys in the back row of the car stood up and squeezed over.

One of them was very tall and had to lower his head halfway while standing in the carriage. He stretched out his arms and swung Lin Jinglei away: "Didn't he say he didn't do it on purpose?"

Lin Jinglei supported the seat with one hand, the car was shaking, in order to stand still, his legs did not stand upright, he looked up at the tall one: "You know what a fart, don't fucking meddle in your own business."

The first thing to react was the few boys who followed the big tall guy, only two of them were wearing school uniform jackets with the small characters of the second year of high school printed on their chests. Resentful look.

The first year of high school only came to half a semester, and I didn't know everyone in my year group, let alone the second year of high school who didn't have much contact.There are so many school buses, and sometimes I may not be able to take the same one after three years of studying.Lin Jinglei has no impression of the big tall man in front of him at all, he belongs to the kind of temper that I don't care who you are, and you can't do it if you provoke me.

The tall man turned his head to look at the male student in his class who was beaten, and looked back at Lin Jinglei with the corner of his mouth curled up, as if he would do nothing, but he punched very fast, hitting Lin Jinglei's face accurately and ruthlessly.

Yan Zizheng pulled off the headphones in an instant and stood up. Even though he knew who the tall guy was, he couldn't suppress the conditioned reflex. He pushed away the two girls standing next to him and squeezed out.

"My classmate doesn't know how to fight, he only knows how to study, so I'll return this punch to you for him." The tall man leaned forward and looked at Lin Jinglei fiercely, "You don't have any objections, do you?"

Lin Jinglei felt the spreading pain in his face, and still maintained the posture of tilting his head due to the inertia caused by the blow. The fire in his heart suddenly became hot, and he swung his arm to fight back.

But his arm was grabbed, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried, he glared at Yan Zizheng: "What are you doing?"

Yan Zizheng didn't speak, but with a calm face, he pushed Lin Jinglei hard to sit on the seat. He stepped in front of the tall man and stood beside Lin Jinglei's seat, blocking the tall man's entire view of Lin Jinglei. .

"Your friend?" the tall one asked Yan Zizheng.

"my friend."

The tall man nodded: "I'll give you your face."

After saying this, he shook his head and led the people back to the back of the car. The car was very crowded, and the people on both sides could still make way for a particularly spacious aisle.

Within a few minutes, when we arrived at the school, the carriages began to be emptied.Lin Jinglei hadn't moved since Yan Zizheng shoved him onto his seat, and he had no tendency to get out of the car.

Seeing that there were still two people left in the car, the driver shouted in front: "We've arrived! Get out of the car quickly!"

Yan Zizheng looked down at Lin Jinglei: "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

Lin Jinglei stared at the arrogant figures walking into the campus from the car window: "Do you know them?"

After hesitating, Yan Zizheng said, "That's right."

Lin Jinglei continued: "You're a sophomore in high school."

Yan Zizheng didn't reply, which made Lin Jinglei even more angry, he turned his head abruptly: "It's fine if you stopped me just now, but now I ask you which class they are in and you don't tell me?"

Yan Zizheng tidied up the earphone cable in his hand: "I stopped you because you can't beat them, not only can't beat them, but you will also suffer a lot."

Lin Jinglei got up and got out of the car, knocked Yan Zizheng away without looking back: "You don't need to tell me, I will find it myself."

While the driver was reversing the car, Yan Zizheng jumped out of the slowly closing car door. It could be seen that the person walking in front was very angry. He didn't go to the Internet cafe and went straight to the school gate.

In the morning, there was a student union at the gate to check the school uniforms. Anyone without school uniforms was not allowed to enter. Lin Jinglei couldn't get in, so he had to change his route and climb in through the courtyard wall.

Yan Zizheng walked slowly from the main entrance to the teaching building, counting the time, and when he turned around, he saw Lin Jinglei walking towards this side following the flow of people.He kept a close distance from him all the way, and when he got back to work upstairs, he backed out to watch Lin Jinglei angrily enter through the back door of Class [-].

"What are you looking at?"

You Zhaoyu, who appeared behind Yan Zizheng, had just returned from morning exercise, and was sweating profusely in short clothes and short sleeves this season.He also looked curiously into Class [-]'s room through the gaping door: "What is that kid Lin Jinglei arguing about? Are you fighting again?"

Yan Zizheng stepped into the door and threw his schoolbag on the seat, followed by Zhaoyu: "Why the hell does he fight all day, he is more diligent than me."

Yan Zizheng snorted and said, "It's going to be difficult this time."

"Who?"

"Gao Gezhao."

You Zhaoyu laughed out loud: "It's not bad to come back with a healthy body."

Yan Zizheng took out something from his schoolbag and said indifferently: "If I don't stop me, I might really lose an arm and a leg, and those thorns are all there."

Yu Zhaoyu took a seat at Yan Zizheng's table: "You are free, what are you doing stopping? It would be great to watch the excitement. Last time they cleaned up people in the toilet, I squatted on the window sill to watch. It's always interesting."

Yan Zizheng didn't answer, he was doing his morning routine of tidying up his desk, and asked, "Did you also participate in training this morning?"

You Zhaoyu patted his chest: "Brother is going to transform into an athlete. When I develop eight-pack abs, I..."

When Zou Jing came in from the front door, he saw You Zhaoyu gesticulating triumphantly. The whole class became quiet when they saw him, but that kid had no sense of crisis at all.He walked over and patted the boy on the back: "Get off the table and go back to your seat to read in the morning."

You Zhaoyu reluctantly walked to his seat amidst the laughter surrounded by all-round three-dimensional, and before he sat down, he saw a few boys from class [-] rushing up the stairs from the back door of his class, and once again Looking back, I saw that Yan Zizheng also went out after saying something to Zou Jing.

He got up and walked to the podium, and said to Zou Jing amidst the sound of reading aloud, "I'm going to the toilet."

Zou Jing glanced at You Zhaoyu, Yan Zizheng just went to the toilet and this kid was about to go, maybe there was something wrong with him, it was too late for him to call back the one who ran away, but he could control the one in front of him.

"Read it next morning."

The whole building is in the morning reading, except for some class teachers, most of the teachers have not come yet, and it is the student union who maintains discipline.

Lin Jinglei couldn't swallow this breath, he insisted on finding out those pretenders.His face is still burning with pain. There are so many people on the bus, only Yan Zizheng behind him and a girl from his class in the front row he knows well, at least don’t help or make trouble, what does Yan Zizheng mean? To embarrass him on purpose.

The more Lin Jinglei thought about it, the angrier he became, and he walked like a wind.Tang Shan, who was following him, also speeded up: "Leizi, are you really looking for house by house?"

Lin Jinglei proved his answer with practical actions. He knocked vigorously on the door of Class [-], Grade [-] twice. Without waiting for a response, he opened the door and stood at the door to look inside, scanning every seat.

Then he took the door and went out to continue walking, walking towards Class Two, Class Two, Class Three, Class Four... Repeating the same movements, he stopped in Class Twenty.

During the morning reading, they either came to check the discipline or to check the hygiene. The students in the [-]th class, like the previous classes, mistakenly thought that Lin Jinglei, who was standing at the door and looking into the room, was here to check.From time to time, the senior sisters who slipped away glanced over and nailed him, talking and laughing nympho, and communicating in a low voice.

Lin Jinglei raised his hand and hooked his fingers to the boy in the last row in the middle row who was also looking over, his tone as if calling an old friend: "Come out."

This science class exploded in an instant, and more than one stood up, all of them were boys whistling, slapping the table, making all kinds of strange movements, as if they were about to go to the battlefield to win a battle.

Gao Gezhao walked in the front, turned around to indicate that no one should follow, and then stood out of the door: "What do you mean?"

Lin Jinglei half-closed his eyes and stared at the big tall guy: "Those in the morning, call out together, don't pretend to be forced and run away, see you in the toilet on the right on the second floor in 5 minutes, whoever doesn't go is the grandson."

The toilet is always a good place to have a fight on campus. If the door is blocked, no one can enter, and no one can enter or exit.

Lin Jinglei went into the toilet and walked to the sanitary corner, picked up the mop and placed it between the sink and the ground, kicked it and bent down, picked up the wooden stick and threw it to Tang Shan.

Originally, besides Tang Shan, Lin Jinglei brought five other people, all of whom got along well with him in the class, but he didn't expect Gao Gezhao to quit after seeing him seeking revenge.If the two of them were no longer armed, it would be too unequal.

Soon Gao Gezhao came with people, and according to Lin Jinglei's request, quite a few showed up on the school bus.

The most students in the school are the students, and the most of the students are the students who are afraid of causing trouble. They feel that the atmosphere of the people who come in is not right.

"You're crazy." Gao Gezhao walked over with a half-smile, "There are only two people left, do you need to give you time to go back and call?"

Lin Jinglei changed his hand to hold the wooden stick: "Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to hit?"

Behind Gao Gezhao, a boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled and said: "I have heard that this year's freshman is very ignorant, and it is true."

Lin Jinglei made a move when several other sophomores echoed the chuckles. The stick he raised was about to fall on Gao Gezhao's shoulder, but the person sideways dodged it.

Immediately after Tang Shan joined the battle, he feinted and hit Gao Gezhao's left rib, attacking together with Lin Jinglei.

"It's quite urgent," Gao Gezhao said to those behind him with his shoulders moving slightly, "Don't move anyone, I can do it myself."

When Yan Zizheng came, he saw two people standing outside the toilet door, so he knew that Lin Jinglei and the others were inside.He waited in the wrong place, thinking that this group of people would choose the toilet on the fourth floor as the closest principle, but it turned out to be on the second floor.

Hearing the commotion inside, it was obvious that a fight had started, he frowned and approached, but was stopped by the two sophomores.He knew exactly what kind of person Gao Gezhao was, and he had been avoiding any contact with him. It seemed that he had to contact him today.

The two doorkeepers never expected that the white and thin boy in front of him would have such strength, and after being pushed aside, he was busy standing firm.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yan Zizheng kicked hard, and the door opened.