sigh youthful glitz

I was a sophomore in high school that year.

My grades are not very good, but I am a good fighter in fighting.Therefore, I also met several hard-core buddies. They all called me the boss and obeyed me.In their day-to-day respect, I feel like I really am a character.And I'm a rich boss. My mother died when I was very young. My father married another woman and went to the United States. Although he didn't want to talk to me, I was his son after all. He often sent me When the money came back, I was allowed to spend it as I wanted. The family conditions of those buddies were not very good. I treated them to good food, and they were even more grateful to me.I am so legendary that everyone in and out of school knows my name, and even the teachers dare not provoke me and turn a blind eye to me.

But our monitor Li Zhenyun is an exception.

In fact, the conflict between me and him was not so intense at the beginning. When I first entered this class, I had a good impression of him. A silent, seemingly introverted person.

His grades are very good, although he doesn't talk much, but everyone likes him very much, so, just after the second year of high school, he became the monitor of our democratically elected class.

But my love for him is over.

At that time, I was used to my buddies' obedience, bowing their heads and bowing their heads, and I was also used to the awe of others looking at me. In fact, when I think about it now, it is mainly "awe", but it was really beautiful at that time.

Li Zhenyun just didn't buy it.He is in charge of discipline, and often has to do ideological work for full-time troublemakers. He mainly says that it is not easy for parents, and that the future depends on one's own grasp of the truth. People were so moved by him, and his grades improved by leaps and bounds in the future, and he never made trouble again.

But I just can't bear the dead appearance of his bitterness.

In fact, I can't tell what kind of psychology it is, anyway, since he became the monitor, I started to hate him.Even what I was used to before has now become a reason to hate.For example, this guy loves to be clean. He wears a white shirt in summer and occasionally plays basketball. Everyone else is as dirty as a mud monkey, but he is still clean.The books in my desk are in a mess, and it is difficult to find a book. Most of the time, I listen to the teacher with my eyes up to the sky.And his desk is always clean and tidy. All in all, he gives people the impression of being "handsome", which makes people think that his books, pens, and clothes are all "handsome", which is really a strange feeling. .But in my opinion, a man who is so clean every day is crazy.

In fact, if you hate someone, you can pretend that he doesn't exist, but the more I hate him, the more I pay attention to him all day long.He has good grades, the teacher is partial to him, and the girls seem to like this kind of gentle handsome guy very much. They hand him notes every three days, and some even pretend to have problems to approach him. Hmph, don't look at those girls who look shy, they What kind of idea is playing, it can't escape my eyes.But he himself doesn't seem to be interested in it, whether it's beautiful or ugly, warm or reserved, he doesn't care.Nerds are like that.But everyone's liking for him made me very jealous. Although they were all afraid of me, no girl would hand me a note.

If it’s just like this, it’s fine, but that day during self-study, a buddy of mine ran over to sit next to me and joked. He saw him, and he came over and told us not to talk. However, there are 54 sentences in total.I didn't expect that he opened his golden mouth this time to teach me a lesson.How can I bear it.

I looked at him coldly, took out a cigarette deliberately and unhurriedly, and my little buddies quickly lit it for me.

I took a puff of cigarettes at him, and used the tone I used when fighting outside: "I want you to take care of my business?" The little one quickly retracted his head.

He pulled out my cigarette suddenly, his voice was low but undeniable: "This is a classroom, no smoking is allowed."

This really pissed me off, especially in front of my brother, how embarrassing I was, I slammed the table and was about to start the fight, but the bad luck of the fuck, the Chinese teacher walked in and called him away, she didn't Pay attention to what's going on.I must take revenge.

When school was over, he went home alone. There were not many people on that road. Some of my brothers stopped him, saying they wanted to talk to him about something. After talking, they dragged him to a place where no one came. beat up.

You did such a great job, you don't even want me to show your face, this is the boss's aura.I excitedly asked Wang Xiaoyong, who claims to be the most ruthless striker, to tell him about the scene. He was beaming with excitement, and then added: "We are doing things, boss, don't worry. We will pick the place where there is a lot of meat, and after the beating, we will clean up that bastard." I straightened my clothes and said to him, now no one can see that you have been beaten, and if you dare to sue, I will take care of your arms and legs." I continued to ask: "Did that bastard say anything?" Wang Xiaoyong thought for a while , Shaking his head: "That's not true. He has been silent." "Hasn't said anything?" I was a little surprised, "Never begged for mercy, or put a few harsh words?" "No." "He hummed twice None?" "No".I don't speak anymore.

He did not tell the teacher. The day after he was beaten, he came to class with a limp. The teacher asked him what was going on, and he said that he had fallen.I guess he didn't even dare to tell his parents.coward.

I thought he was scared, this is really a good opportunity to establish prestige, the whole class knows it, even the monitor is afraid of me.

But I was wrong. When I made trouble again, he actually came over, and it seemed that he wanted to confront me again.

In fact, to be honest, he never gets angry with others, and his tone of speech has always been soft, with inexplicable shyness, but I hate it when I look at it.Without waiting for him to speak, I said, "Come on less. I don't eat anything soft or hard." After speaking, I walked out of the classroom.I didn't start a fight with him this time. After all, he didn't provoke me. I think that if you are in the arena, you have to follow the rules of the arena, but these rules are really confusing.To be honest, I was a little scared when I hit him last time.I want to leave some leeway.

My conflict with him is not too superficial, but he is a thorn in my side.I have been thinking about how to punish him all day long, but I haven't figured out a good way yet.