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Yang Xiwo was leaning against the wall, and Yang's father was measuring Yang Xiwo's height with a tape measure. Yang Xiwo stared nervously at the old father's expression, and said anxiously, "Hurry up, watch for so long."

Father Yang's mouth twitched, he shook his head and sighed.

As soon as Yang Xiwo saw the old father's expression, he took the tape measure in disappointment, and muttered in a low voice, "It's all your fault..."

Father Yang laughed out loud and said, "I'm lying to you, I have grown 4 centimeters taller, it seems that exercise is really useful."

Yang Xiwo stared at the joyful father with half-belief, scratched his head, extremely confused.The old father took out a tape measure and said, "Really, you kid, why don't you believe what I said? 167, after another winter vacation and summer vacation, you can get over 170. Didn't you say that it has something to do with the height of your parents and also the acquired influence?" , you should eat more recently, and keep up with milk and eggs. Dad is out, so you stay at home."

It feels good to have something to pay for!I am in a good mood today, the speed of writing articles and code words has also accelerated, and I am in a particularly good mood for studying.

Sister-in-law Yu hurried over and said, "Hey, Yang Jue's father fell down while delivering a delivery car, and Yang Jue didn't answer the calls. Help me go to some Internet cafes and find Yang Jue to come back to see the store. I'll go to the hospital." .”

"Brother Cheng, are you okay? Sister Yu."

"I broke my leg, go quickly."

Yang Xi and I put on a coat and hurried out to look for Yang Jue.Yang Jue's grades are usually not very good, his grades are in the middle and lower grades, and he spends time in Internet cafes every time.Aunt Yu always likes to compare him with Yang Jue, saying that Yang Xi is a free student, so Yang Jue naturally doesn't like it.

Internet cafes in small cities are not so strict, especially small Internet cafes. In order to make money, students from Jiangwai and nearby agricultural technical secondary schools often secretly come to play games.Although there is an atmosphere, it is smoky. Once you enter, there is noise, sweat, and smoke.

Yang Xi, I was afraid of bumping into someone, the weather was hot, my collar was turned up high, and I looked out of place in the Internet cafe.I searched for several Internet cafes, and it was not until evening that I found Yang Jue and others who were squatting in the corner of the alley outside the Internet cafe and smoking.

"Yang Jue..."

As soon as Yang Jue saw Yang Xi and me coming, he stood up and said, "Why are you here?"

"Brother Cheng is in the hospital, go and have a look in the store." Before finishing speaking, Yang Jue let go of his feet and ran home in a hurry.

The students from Class [-] next to him saw Yang Jue running back in a hurry, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Which big shot is Brother Cheng?"

Yang Xiwo said softly, "His father."

"Didn't Yang Jue call you uncle, hahahahaha..."

There was a deafening rumbling sound from the back of the alley, as if the iron curtain had been smashed.Yang Xiwo and the others couldn't help but went to the back of the alley to watch secretly, and they were stunned.

A dozen or so men in black stood in two teams. A mighty tall man with yellow hair, dragon and tiger tattoos on his arms, and a thick gold chain kicked angrily at the iron curtain door of the ruined house.Squatting beside the iron curtain door was Song Yuan, who breathed out his breath. The big man seemed to be so angry that he was about to tear the iron curtain door open, making a deafening sound, while Song Yuan squatted quietly on the ground with a solemn expression.

Yang Xiwo watched the situation in front of him calmly, looking at Song Yuan as if he was in serious trouble.

The students in Class [-] asked, "Do you want to call the police?"

"Aren't Jiangwai school bullies afraid of this? Are you going to call the police?"

This was the first time Yang Xi saw Song Yuan smoking. Although he knew that Song Yuan smoked, he usually didn't smoke much, and the smell of cigarettes on his body was not strong.Such a tall man was squatting on the ground and smoking a cigarette calmly, wearing a white shirt and jeans, he was obviously a boy, but he looked extraordinarily domineering and calm, like a man who had gone through vicissitudes.

"Jiangwai school bully moved, stood up, and laughed..."

"No, I have to take a picture."

Yang Xiwo held the phone and didn't know whether to call the police, until he saw the burly man with a wretched smile, stretched out his hand to pat Song Yuan's face, and snatched the cigarette from Song Yuan's hand.Song Yuan threw away his hand angrily, dodged away, and was imprisoned by a man beside him.Yang Xi, I have never seen this kind of real society beating people, and I feel a little uneasy.

"Damn, this is going to hit and insult people..."

"Who will call the police? I don't want to cause trouble!"

Isn't it, is the other party very powerful?Song Yuan, hit him!After thinking about it, Yang Xiwo hurriedly grabbed the phone and called the police.After calling the police, a pair of clear eyes stared at Song Yuan, nervous on Song Yuan's behalf, and did not dare to vent his anger.

The burly man copied a wooden stick, pointed at Song Yuan angrily, and muttered something in his mouth, but he spoke very quietly, as if he was scolding and insulting Song Yuan.Song Yuan didn't know what he was talking about, pushed away the restraint, and swooped over, with his fist fixed on the man's stomach.

Song Yuan was imprisoned again, struggled, and threw her feet towards the man, her eyes were full of fierceness, but her hands were tightly locked, panting from the pain.

"Fuck, the school bully has both hands caught, won't he be disabled later?"

The two sides argued for a long time, and the other party seemed to want to torture Song Yuan.

Yang Xi was flustered and didn't know what to do. I thought about how to delay the police and said to myself: "Come quickly, come quickly."

The man swung his fist, Yang Xi, my mind was blank for a moment, I took a deep breath and sprinted over a hundred meters, my face was pale, panting and shouted: "Stop, I'm calling the police."

Song Yuan stood upright with a struggling body, stared at Yang Xiwo blankly, blinked his bloodshot eyes, and said in a surprised voice: "Little monk, why are you here?"

The yellow-haired man asked in a panicked and hoarse voice, "Call the police? Did you call the police?"

"Yes, let him go, the police will come soon."

The blond-haired man and the other men in black froze for a while, and then exploded into a commotion.The yellow-haired man said anxiously: "Oh, why did you call the police? Why did you call the police?"

Song Yuan laughed out loud, put his hands in his pockets, walked over and looked down at Yang Xiwo who looked anxious, and explained: "That yellow hair is my stupid cousin, who studied directing, a senior work I plan to make a microfilm about campus bullying...hahahahaha..." He stretched out his hand to touch Yang Xiwo's head, and said with a smile: "Big idiot, if there was a fight, they would have already fallen down."

Yang Xiwo immediately blushed from embarrassment and froze in place, at a loss for what to do.It's so embarrassing, I can't wait to find a dog hole and get in.

Sirens sounded outside, and everyone panicked like a fly that had lost its head, flustered.The students in the Internet cafe were even more uneasy, fleeing the disaster area like refugees, rushing out of the Internet cafe one by one, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Song Yuan grabbed Yang Xiwo's hand, and laughed loudly: "Run..." Yang Xiwo's hand was grabbed by him, and he ran quickly, behind him was a group of degenerate underage netizens, rushing like a wave, Run away in a hurry.

The evening wind howled to the side, rolling up waves of heat.There was an eager temperature in the hand, and thin sweat dripped down, melting into countless beating heartbeats.The setting sun was setting, burning brilliantly, and the whole sky was dyed orange red.

Yang Xiwo leaned against the bridge of Jiangjingxi, panting, clutching the railing out of breath.Song Yuan watched him blushing, leaned over to unzip his zipper, and panted, "It's such a hot weather, take it off."

Song Yuan never thought that Yang Xiwo would stand up for him, he was a little surprised and also a little happy.

Yang Xi I ran so hard that my throat was sore, I took off my coat, and my white and tender arms were facing the evening wind, feeling slightly refreshed.He glanced at Song Yuan who was full of ridicule, and he took a long time to catch his breath, and said angrily, "Don't laugh at me again."

Song Yuan laughed until he kept patting the railing of the pier, and burst into tears: "My brother doesn't usually exercise, and his clothes and hair are the most conspicuous, so he might be caught in the police station, hahahahaha... so funny, little monk, why are you so cute? ?”

"He is the director, why did he come on stage by himself and bring so many people?"

"Those are all part-time students of agricultural technical secondary school. He said that he used to study obediently, but now he wants to come back to experience Xiaoba high school. He also studied in Jiangwai before, and he came back to me only after seeing my post, and then hahahahaha ...It is estimated that his works will be famous in the school, and the director was arrested in order to collect materials, hahahahahaha..."

"Why do you look like you're struggling?"

"Show him the fighting moves and expressions. I even exaggerated the expressions on purpose. It seems that you have seen them all? It seems that my brother has a talent for acting. Isn't it wonderful?"

For the first time in my life, Yang Xi was ashamed and thrown into outer space, and blamed himself: "You should contact him."

Song Yuan nodded, picked up his mobile phone to call his cousin, but no one answered, he sent a text message, and while typing, he said earnestly: "If you really hit me, come out, you will really have an accident ,do you know?"

"nonsense."

Song Yuan smiled lightly: "It's so cute, what can you do when you come out? It's just being beaten."

Yang Xiwo sighed and gritted his teeth and said, "At least delay and protect you."

The sunset was getting lighter and darker, and the night was slowly falling. Song Yuan looked up at Yang Xiwo's face, his eyes were ambiguous, and approached him, reaching out to touch his hair that had just grown out, and said in a low voice: "I There won't be that day."

Song Yuan organized a dinner and called his unlucky cousin Song Yan over for dinner.The yellow-haired Song Yan came over with an aggrieved face, glanced at Yang Xiwo who was bowing his head aside, and said with a wry smile: "Mo Dan, I really entered the prison, and my fame for the rest of my life was ruined by this kid."

Song Yuan poured a glass of water, poked Yang Xiwo with his hand, and said, "Little monk, quickly toast my brother with a glass of water to let him relieve his anger."

Yang Xi and I took Song Yuan's water with a little embarrassment, and Song Yan said angrily: "How can I drink water? Drink!"

Song Yuan supported his head with one hand, ate the food, and said lazily: "Come on, brother, you proposed to fight yourself, and all kind-hearted people will save me when they see it. Right, kind-hearted people..."

Yang Xi looked calm in my eyes, and said softly: "I am eager to save people."

Song Yuan said: "Besides, aren't you bullying children? How old is the little monk, and you let him drink?"

"You can drink it, why can't he?"

"We are all growing up and don't drink. Wait until later, when we grow up, we will drink with you. You are the same, you still have yellow hair, your goals are so big, and you don't usually exercise. If you can't run, you can only be arrested."

Song Yan felt aggrieved when he mentioned this, and said with a wry smile: "I ran for a mile, and the police uncle chased me hard, so he chased me alone. In the end, I was too tired to go on my own, so I could only obediently follow in and explain Fortunately, those part-time students testified for me. My dad’s friend is the director, otherwise I would really have to call my dad. You are too dishonest, and you just run away by yourself.”

Song Yuan laughed and said, "The kid can't run, but you can."

"Come on, turn your elbows out. Hurry up and eat, and send you back after eating."

Song Yuan asked: "Do you want to continue?"

"Definitely continue, dedicating yourself to art, what a great and sacred sacrifice, but this time, you still ask some of your friends to come out and give me advice."

"The little monk knows a lot. Let him advise you. He knows the law. He is very familiar with bullying incidents and social incidents. He has seen many cases, such as..."

Yang Xi hit Song Yuan under the table, and Song Yuan said loudly, "Why are you touching my thigh? A pervert..."

Yang Xiwo stared at Song Yuan sharply, motioning him not to talk nonsense, Song Yuan lightly smiled and ordered some food for him, and said: "Little monk, don't be ashamed, I am the one who is ashamed, give my brother some inspiration."

Ever since, Song Yuan recounted all the fights during these days: "That's all."

Song Yan laughed and said, "I suddenly have some inspiration, I have to write it down, don't disturb me." Song Yan picked up his mobile phone and recorded some detailed things.

"Tofu is delicious, try it, is it delicious? The eggs are also delicious, and meat..." Song Yuan took a bowl of vegetables for Yang Xi and put it in front of him.

Yang Xiwo: "My photos cannot be shown to others."

Song Yuan casually laughed and said, "Do you have this?"

Kan Long threw a link on "[-] cents to buy Jiangwai", titled "Shocked! Jiangwai School Bully Was Violently Beaten", and said: I'll go, boss, you were beaten?

Zhu Jun: Do you want my brother to call back?My hands are itchy lately.

Kan Long threw out a photo of Song Yuan with his hands bound, struggling to beat someone: Was he really beaten?No, I have to reply, how could my boss be beaten.

Zhang Yunfeng: Fake, just a picture.The content is all based on a picture.

Song Yuan threw the post to Song Yan, and Song Yan burst into laughter instantly: "I didn't expect that I could still be popular and defeat the tyrant of the school tyrant outside Jiangwai, the tyrant for short, I like it."