Dig a spoonful of heart meat

Another hot summer.

Zou Shao wandered on the shiny asphalt road with two yuan of bus money in his pocket.The high temperature in the [-]s and [-]s made people shrivel up in the sun, and the street was very empty. Occasionally, a small gust of wind would blow over, and it would be scalding hot.

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The phone vibrated in his pocket. Zou Shao held an empty black schoolbag in one hand and a guitar in the other, turned his head to press down on the phone, and switched off the speakerphone.

There is no need to see who the caller is. The mobile phone card has been issued for less than two days, and no one knows his phone number except the old man who bought the phone for him.

"Xiao Shao, have you arrived at school yet?" The voice on the other side of the phone coincided with the sound of a bus whistle. Zou Shao took two quick steps towards the No. 211 bus, but then put down his hand that was about to be raised.

The car door closed again, and a puff of hot air continued to move forward.

"Hmm..." Zou Shao responded casually, turned around and sat on the bench beside the road, but he didn't hear what was said on the phone at all.

"When you reach high school, you can't dawdle anymore. Dad is busy with work. I will definitely see you when the holidays are over..."

"You're busy, don't worry about me." The sun was scorching hot, and Zou Shao's eyes were a little sore, "I'm fine here with grandma, and I've been doing well without you for the past few years."

"This child, how do you talk?" The voice on the other end of the phone was unconvincing, "I and you-Mom..."

Another sharp siren interrupted the insincere words on the phone. Zou Shao wiped his face and stood up, and said to the microphone: "Stop talking, we're entering the school gate, hang up first." No matter what If he didn't hear it, he immediately hung up the phone.

There were quite a lot of people on the street, and most of the freshmen who came to report were accompanied by their parents, and they were all wearing the formal school uniform of No. [-] Middle School.

Wencheng No. [-] Middle School—the focus of the city is different, but Zou Shao was a little apprehensive when he saw the huge crowd of reporters.He would rather go home to study and go to school in that shitless place at home, and be a fighter among gangsters, than deal with these serious-looking "beasts in clothes".

The big list of freshmen's class placement was hung across the street from the school gate, and a bunch of people were already tightly surrounded in front of it.Zou Shao felt suffocated when he saw the dense crowd, so he found a shady place under the tree at the door, slapped his butt and sat down.

He casually dropped the black schoolbag on the ground, and then carefully placed the guitar on top of the schoolbag.Stretching his left hand into his pocket, he took out the shriveled cigarette case with only one cigarette left.Putting the last one in his mouth, he casually tossed out the cigarette case.

The other hand couldn't find where the lighter was.

Zou Shao greeted with a dirty word in a low voice, then leaned his head against the tree and closed his eyes to rest.

With a snap, the lighter ignited.Zou Shao raised his head suddenly, and found a boy in punk style staring at him with a half-smile, and brought the lighter to his mouth.Zou Shao leaned forward slightly to light his cigarette, said "thank you" vaguely, and squinted his eyes at this kind little brother.

He was wearing a racerback vest, an irregular shirt on the outside, and a pair of beggar pants with more loopholes than his heart. He also had three pierced ears in a series on one ear, with silver earrings. hang neatly on it.

The overall impression given to Zou Shao is not bad, except that the clothes are too old, a bit like the non-mainstream of the last century.

"A new student?" The non-mainstream smiled and stretched out his right hand to Zou Shao, "Bai Feng, make a friend?"

Zou Shao reached out his hand to touch it symbolically, and also reported his name.

"Playing in a band?" Bai Feng pointed at the guitar on the ground with his eyes, and sat down beside Zou Shao, "The guitar is not cheap, is it?"

"No." Zou Shao didn't look at Bai Feng, but kept staring at the freshman list.

Bai Feng didn't mind at all, and continued to smile and said, "We are also forming a band, and we happen to be short of a guitarist. I'll give you my contact information. If you're interested, can you come and try?"

Zou Shao glanced at the WeChat number that Bai Feng took out casually, and stared at Bai Feng with the eyes of a human trafficker.

A harsh voice suddenly came from the dense crowd in front of the list.

"Hey, I know this guy, and he got into a fight because of fighting!"

"Let's see, what's his name? Zou Shao? Don't tell me, I seem to have heard of him before. His studies are so poor, did you find someone to come in?"

"I've also heard that his mother is... um!"

The man's voice stopped abruptly, followed by a crisp "pop".Zou Shao punched the person in the face without even saying hello, and a few drops of nosebleed instantly splashed onto the concrete floor.

"Have you heard of it? Let's continue?" Zou Shao held the guitar in one hand, his voice was cold, and he raised his leg and kicked the person's stomach again.

The few people who spoke stood out among the group of freshmen, with cigarettes in their mouths and colorful hair.Every school always has a group of perpetrators of campus violence. As long as it is not particularly excessive, the teachers will also get used to turning a blind eye and closing their eyes to do nothing.

But all the freshmen who had heard about this group of people saw that their posture was wrong, and quickly stepped back to leave a large space for them.

Unreasonable forbearance will always lead to intensified reckless behavior, Zou Shao's punch suddenly ignited the anger of that group of people.

"You're a fucking kid who doesn't want to live anymore, right? Dare to do it without opening your eyes to see who it is, and see if I don't beat you until today..."

A big muscular man wrapped his fist in the wind and greeted Zou Shao's forehead. Zou Shao dodged sideways, so fast that no one else could see his movements clearly. Shao grabbed his wrist.

"Come on, brothers! He's alone, he's afraid of chicken feathers!" Someone shouted first, and a dozen or so people surrounded him all of a sudden.

Zou Shao threw off the big muscle all at once, and kicked the person directly in front of him on the stomach with a flying kick, then turned around and snapped twice, breaking and dislocating the wrists of the two people on the left and right.Bending back abruptly to avoid the oncoming fist, an agile sideways movement saved the attacker's thigh, and a forceful one from the waist threw him to the ground.

A group of people who eat melons and are not afraid of big things have surrounded them. Many people took out their mobile phones to call the school security office.

Zou Shao's skills are ruthless and fast, he did not know where he got the wild way, and he only hits the weak parts of the joints.It doesn't look like any injuries on the outside, but in fact it hurts like hell.And when the sky is falling, he still holds the guitar and does not let go.

A group of people looked menacing, but in Zou Shao's professional boxing, kicking and defense, they were like a group of sparring partners, and they were beaten to pieces in a short while.

"Keep your mouth clean." Zou Shao dusted off the dust on his body, raised the chin of the person who spoke first with his toes, and stepped on it slightly, "I don't know what my mother is like, but I can make it You know what I'm going to do to you."

The people on the ground stared at Zou Shao without saying a word.But judging by his expression, if Zou Shao hadn't trampled on his feet, he might have paid filial greetings to the eight generations of this ancestor.

Zou Shao stepped on his side face with more force, leaned down slightly and narrowed his eyes and said, "It's because I didn't understand, or your ears are blocked by brains, if you dare..."

A strong pain suddenly came from the outside of the calf, and the knife tip pierced the gun and exploded in the crowd with a "poof".

The screams of the crowd sounded in my ears, and a white figure ran across the road from the school gate to this side, the screeching sounds of brakes and horns mingled.

Zou Shao turned his head back and looked down at the big stupid man who had just thrust a knife into his leg, his pupils shot out a dangerous cold light.

Taking advantage of Zou Shao's injury, everyone rushed forward.If he was an ordinary person, he would probably have cried out for his father and mother in pain, and frightened the shit out of him, but Zou Shao was a desperate and prickly person.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger that was stabbed in his calf. The intense pain made his eyes go black.At this moment of distraction, someone kicked him hard on the back.Zou Shao staggered and fell forward with an unsteady center of gravity, and was immediately stepped on by the other foot.

"Don't be ignorant of flattery, who the fuck is in school is the one who has the final say. How old are you when you just came, and you dare to argue with me?"

In an instant, fists and legs came overwhelmingly from all directions. Zou Shao subconsciously curled up to protect the guitar under his body, but this exposed the bleeding wounds on his head and legs.He bit his lip tightly without making a sound.

"Boy's bones are quite hard, I'll let you..." The man who spoke stepped on Zou Shao's fingers hard, as if to crush the bones, Zou Shao's canine teeth almost pierced into his own flesh.

"Wow! Fengshen is coming!" Someone shouted in the crowd.

Zou Shao's ears were bloodshot and he didn't hear it clearly, but he felt the weight on him suddenly lighten.

The people around give way.

"Stop!" A cold and stern voice sounded, the volume was not loud, but it was extremely deterrent.

The visitor was not short, wearing a straight formal school uniform, with curly hair.Pale complexion, thick eyelashes, sharp edges and corners, dangerous sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes, light-colored thin lips look a little unnatural.

Just standing like this, he naturally exerted an innate coercion, and everyone suppressed their voices.

It's really not that the students are too timid. If you want to blame, you can blame the rumors of the student union chairman for being too scary.

"Fuck, Boss, he he he he...why does he still care about school fights?" The man who wielded the knife lowered his voice and whispered to the big muscle man next to him, seeing his expression, he could cry on the spot at any time.

"What's going on?" Tan Weifeng deliberately suppressed the anger in his voice, but his low voice was even more chilling. The group of people who just caused trouble now stood obediently and kept silent.

There was a crisp shutter sound from the crowd, and a girl blushed and wanted to bury her phone in place.

"deleted."

The girl nodded frantically.

Tan Weifeng's eyes slowly swept across the silent crowd, and finally fell on Zou Shao who was on the ground.

Zou Shao was still holding the knife in his hand, and the blood on his leg kept dripping down, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

But he was different from the silent crowd around him. The slightly raised eyes with capital letters were dissatisfied, and he even looked at the person provocatively.

Qin Weifeng frowned slightly.

With a "click", he threw the knife on the ground casually, and the muscular brother beside him trembled.

Zou Shao stood up with his hands on the ground, turned and left without even looking back at Tan Weifeng.

"It's time to go back to the classroom." Tan Weifeng watched Zou Shao's back and said lightly.

Everyone obviously wanted to stay here to watch the excitement, and took a few more pictures of the president's side profile as a mobile phone screen saver, but Tan Weifeng swept over with a cold gaze, abruptly sweeping away the melon-eating crowd.

"Private fights, carrying prohibited knives, never changing after repeated admonitions." Qin Weifeng turned his head and said.The punks who were aggressively shouting "Call me grandpa" a second ago turned into grandchildren in the blink of an eye in front of him.

"Go to the principal's office and wait." The words that fell lightly made the perpetrators lighten their shoulders and turn their heads away.

Only Zou Shao and Qin Weifeng were left on the scene.

Zou Shao had a wound on his leg, and the knife was stabbed hard. Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, his walking posture was still a little unnatural.Qin Weifeng followed after a few steps.

"Follow me to the infirmary first." Tan Weifeng acted as vigorously and swiftly as he did when he spoke, without procrastinating, he tugged on Zou Shao's sleeve and pulled it back.

"Get out!" Zou Shao was impatient and didn't have a good impression of Tan Weifeng.In addition, he is already tall, and his strength is not to mention. With a little force, he can throw the person's arm out.

Qin Weifeng was taken aback for a moment.

I haven't touched such a hard nail for about ten years.But in an instant, his stubborn temper rushed up, and he couldn't allow others to shout at him.

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Qin Weifeng's gaze was as real as it was, and he scanned the screen, saying: Let me see which cutie hasn't clicked on the favorite

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After receiving the file "Riding the Lord", Gu Dan, please collect it

In his previous life, Jiang Yu was a fortune teller and cheated money on the street, but unfortunately, his fate was not good, and he was beaten by little fierce beasts twice in three days.

In this life, he has been mixed up as a prodigal prince who "practices swordsman cramps, and studies must be spring painting". In the end, he made a calculation: he is a hermit in the countryside, destined to die alone.

Rumor has it that General Xiao Xiangyi looks ugly but has both civil and military skills.

The emperor appreciated his coming to Beijing, and hoped that this well-known foreign general would take the position of "accompanying the prince".

As a result, Xiao Xiangyi pointed to the silent little prince in the corner under the shocked eyes of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty: But the minister pinched his fingers and counted, and he was destined to be very close to this prince.

Jiang Yu, who tampered with the lines and planned to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Loyal ministers go into the palace every day to remonstrate to death, blocking the Jiangyu bedroom: this rebellious person has evil intentions and deserves to be killed!

Jiang Yu hid the sword under the bed and rolled over: This king intends to go back to seclusion, so please don't disturb this king and die alone.

The soldiers wrote to Xiao Xiangyi day and night, exhausting a company of pigeons: You could have been falsely loyal to the prince, worked hard as the king's regent, and massaged the little prince who couldn't draw a sword all day long. Are you sick?

A few days later, everyone in the capital knew that the useless prince who couldn't pull out his sword quelled the world, wiped out the remnants of the remnants of the party with a fierce aura, and took the throne of the dragon under the banner of returning to the countryside?

Jiang Yu: I am a widow, so I am very lonely.

The vest finally couldn't hold it anymore, one stupid and one ugly drew their swords to duel, but they ended up fighting on the bed

Jiang Yu: Bold and sycophant, how dare you deceive the king!

Xiao Xiangyi: No, I just want to ride on the king.

Understand metaphysics, see the secrets of the sky, and the real dragon suffers X to draw his sword against the sky and change his fate to be attacked by fierce beasts

Jiang Yu (Shou) X Xiao Xiangyi, the background is empty, sweet and sour, HE