Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Fucheng's thigh hurt, his hands were sweaty and slippery, and his heart felt cold when he fell.He has fallen on high piles, and in the past two years, he has fallen a lot. In the absence of his senior brother, other lion tails often cannot catch them.

The two piles fell when they turned back and jumped, and fell even worse when they jumped forward continuously.He is taller, more than 10 centimeters taller than the lion head in other lion halls. The lion's tail didn't have a tacit understanding, so he fell and rolled down.

He couldn't pinch his waist, and Shiwei from the other family was unwilling to risk his life to save him.

When I was a child, I was most afraid of falling. Later, I had a senior brother, and I was not afraid of anything when climbing a tower. In the past two years, I am most afraid of heights.

As expected, the back of his head didn't wait for him to hit the ground, and the hands behind him pinched his waist tightly, like a gear stuck.And because the pincers were too hard, he directly picked up the school uniform, and stroked it to his ribs.

Familiar with the sense of restraint, Fucheng turned his head and smiled, his first reaction was that the senior brother was really tough.

The wrist is much harder than it was 3 years ago, the bones are also hard, and the hands are cold, like ice cubes stuffed into the waistband of trousers.The second reaction was that the faint smell of sweat on Shige's body was still there, like a huge salty popsicle.

"Senior brother, I wanted to call you after the dissolution just now." Fu Cheng smiled forcefully again, "You didn't hear me, I walked too fast, and I didn't keep up."

Jiang Bai couldn't hear clearly, a lifting action woke up the peak of the headache.The severe migraine caused temporary tinnitus in the left ear, and I couldn't even close my hands.

I can't move, it hurts so much that I want to vomit.

"I was scared to death. I thought you were going to fall to your death." Xu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, "If you can't climb up, tell me, I'll ask Zhang Lin to change the bunk for you... Damn, do you still have a waist?"

But no, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it. Jiang Bai just pinched his waist on both sides, pressed his thumb on his waist, and printed it into two pits sunken into the flesh.

Jiang Bai turned his head to look at Xu Jun, and pulled Chongde's short-sleeved T-shirt down fiercely.

Fucheng's feet finally touched the ground, and he wiped his face, the tiny blood beads on his cheekbones disappeared immediately. "Brother, you..."

"Get out." Jiang Bai leaned on the side of the bed and lay down.Fucheng tried it, his thighs were trembling and he might not be able to go up, so standing in front of the bed ladder was neither awkward nor embarrassing.

Xu Jun was busy scoring points and patted the bed generously. "Come on, take a rest on the long bed at work."

The battle in the game was fierce, Xu Jun didn't have time to pay attention to it after he finished speaking, anyway, according to Pao Zhan's personality, he probably wouldn't come over, but he didn't expect Pao Zhan to sit down next to him.

What's going on?Suddenly want to have a good relationship with the class cadre?Xu Jun took the time to take a look. Pao Zhan not only sat next to him, but also took off his shirt, probably because he thought it was too hot.

The abdominal muscles are well trained, and the small muscle groups seem to be tied to the waist.Xu Jun asked out of the kindness of the monitor: "Aren't you injured? If it doesn't work, go to the infirmary."

Fucheng ignored him, just looked at his phone.

Xu Jun understood instantly and almost laughed out loud.I thought it would be difficult to have a good relationship with Xiaomei, but Ganqing was so curious that he was fooled by a mobile game.

"Never played mobile games?" Xu Jun asked.

Fucheng nodded. Dad never let himself touch these things. The only game he ever played was Minesweeper, which was taught by his senior brother.

"Come on, the squad leader will teach you." Xu Jun just exited the battle, slid his thumb, and there are all kinds of heroes, "I'm a giant, boss, I can play with anything, which one do you want to see?"

Jiang Bai just closed his eyes and opened them again.

Fucheng doesn't understand the game, but it doesn't prevent him from choosing beautiful characters. "This, this breast is big."

Appreciation flashed in Xu Jun's eyes. "Yes, you, sure enough, the taste is the same as mine. From now on, our cool and handsome duo will bring you one, Jiang Bai will be responsible for cool, I will be responsible for handsome, and you will be responsible for the second."

Xiaomei, who was excitedly waiting for the big-breasted hero just now, suddenly turned into a firecracker who could kill her own father with one hand, and her eyes were not friendly.

"I'm joking." Xu Jun looked at his shoulder, "Hey, does it hurt to bury your nail?"

"Take an anesthetic, it doesn't hurt." Fucheng didn't see the big-breasted hero, and said coldly, "You are the squad leader, and I have a report with you."

"Say." Xu Jun is bold.

"My schoolbag was thrown away by some idiot." Fu Cheng said, "Chongde's schoolbag, carried on both shoulders, is blue."

Xu Jun stared at the game interface. "Start forming a team now, start the game immediately, and I will teach you how to play the game."

As soon as the words were finished, a figure came over again, standing in front of him and blocking the light, causing the phone screen to go dark for an instant.When Xu Jun looked up, he saw Jiang Bai stretching out his hand to pinch Pao Zhan's nape, and carried it away.

"Is the game fun?" Jiang Bai didn't understand why he was angry.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, I'm going to sleep." Fu Cheng climbed onto the bed with his neck in his arms, there might be a switch in this place, pinching his entire spine.Jiang Bai, a few of you will pick me up.

With a lot of strength, there was a red spot on the neck instantly, and handprints were pinched out, and the pain caused Fucheng to hide.Jiang Bai scanned his shoulders, and found that there was a piece of skin on each side of the shoulders that was shining, as if it had been rubbed and worn out for many years, and became two symmetrical calluses.

There are 5 bars on the bed ladder, halfway up the climb, the buttocks are lifted violently, and Fucheng is firmly on the bed this time.It's just that the legs are too long, almost kicking my brother in the face.

Jiang Bai frowned, and turned his head to hide.The king often makes trouble at night, his nails hang on the cat climbing frame, and then he howls like ghosts and wolves, as if deliberately waking himself up.

Yes, it's fucking intentional, it tossed and tossed it when I finally fell asleep, just like Fucheng's bed climbing ladder, climbed up the cat climbing frame and kicked it with its hind paw, smashing the black meat pad on the bridge of my nose.

The bed frame swayed again and sank suddenly, Fu Cheng rubbed his neck and lay down quickly, fearing that his senior brother would be upset and carry him down.Xu Jun stared dumbfounded, wondering if it was Xiaomeimei who had something wrong or Jiang Bai.

Gathering after lunch break, Jiang Bai strode out of the dormitory, throwing Fucheng a few meters away.My symptoms have just stabilized and haven't recurred for half a year. Now I've completely turned back, and I always give myself a look.

Pain is not the most important thing, Jiang Bai is afraid of getting worse.It is best if the amnesia can be controlled, but if he cannot control it, there is still a huge memory decline waiting for him.

The farther away from that city of Fu, the better.Jiang Bai stood back at the head of the main row and waited for a long time before he moved out of the dormitory in his indigo suit and slowly stood back to the second row.

Hu Yihu specially came to look for someone in the queue of Class 3, Grade [-]. When he saw the blue body from afar, he pointed at him with a stick: "The leader of the second row, come out!"

again?Fucheng took a few steps forward.

"Why don't you change your school uniform?" Hu Yihu tapped him on the shoulder with a stick.

"I don't want to." Fu Cheng's voice was as iron as iron, "If you want to be punished, you will be punished. I'm afraid of you?"

Hu Yihu swung the stick, the scratched part of the stick hit Fucheng's knee, and pushed it away. "Open your legs, stand on your feet, and stand firm. The rest of the class runs forward!"

Jiang Bai stared forward, the nerve endings seemed to be hit by a spark plug, the muscles were pulled and stretched, and the fingers of his right hand bounced strangely several times.Until being pushed by Xu Jun, he started to run.

The martial arts school in the afternoon was a boiling pot of oil, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

Junior high school, regardless of major, practiced basic skills on the playground and track.The high school has separate training directions. The professional routine class is in the Yanwu Field, the professional Sanda class is in the Zhengyi Building, and the Taekwondo class and Hard Qi class are in the indoor gymnasium. No one can hinder the other.

The Martial arts arena is three stories high, empty like a factory building, and mostly surrounded by glass.All kinds of cold weapons are stacked at the base of the wall, including knives, guns, sticks and swords.There are large characters on the wall, "Being a warrior and a man, carry forward the spirit", the school motto of Zhengshan.

It is also full of slogans, such as 1 minute on stage, ten years off stage.

The usual practice is to warm up first, press all the big and small hips and shoulders, and then the waist.Jiang Bai moves very fast. He is tall and has soft ligaments. I don't know if he was born with it, or he trained hard under some coach since he was a child, and his joints were pushed open.

Then there is the boring gait and legwork, which are passed through Luo Qiang's hands dozens of times in a row, and the training is not considered in place until the two legs are kicked until they cannot be lifted.There are also different routine classes. Class 1 and Class 2 are ordinary classes, and Class 3 is more professional.

The professional class practiced knife skills today, and Jiang Bai picked up one handily, turning his body to the left to catch the wind, the handle of the knife facing forward and the tip facing backward, and the entire blade was hidden on the left side of his body.

Then he took off with a left-handed turn and placed a lotus in the air. His jumping ability and stability surpassed those of his classmates by far, and his posture distinguished the high and low.The martial arts knife rang in the wind, and the person landed with his center of gravity shifted forward, and then vacated with one foot, and the knife flower went around his face, like a mirror, reflecting the expressionless cold face.

Luo Qiang pointed out one by one, but Jiang Bai didn't use it.Jiang Bai has already been able to take the C-level difficulty routines of competitive martial arts, and he may be able to take the optional difficulty.But his sword skills can't be used in the exchange competition, no one in the class can keep up, and those few big leaps alone will test his physical strength.Not to mention someone who can dance mirror routines with him.

Three hours of training passed in a blink of an eye, and there was a nail-like indigo in everyone's peripheral vision.Walking very slowly, walking over the base of the wall, his legs trembled.

The horse stepped hard, but the school uniform was still not changed.Jiang Bai didn't understand what he insisted on, and he didn't want to care about it. He just wanted him to stay far away from him, the farther the better.

But he just came towards him, as if he had known him for a long time, and he treated himself as catnip with an affectionate name.

Fucheng wanted to pretend to be cool, there were at least a few hundred people around, and he walked around in the school uniform of his alma mater.The thighs and calves are sour, and the horse gait consumes not only the legs, but also the stomach.

His lower abdomen was so sore that someone pressed him before he wanted to pee. He leaned on the wall and barely stood up straight.

Brother, I guess you just finished practicing, right?He took off his shirt and was resting. When he turned around, his neck pulled his shoulder blades, and his back muscles had an ups and downs.Only when small muscle groups are trained can there be such changes. When you shrug your shoulders and stand up your back, the muscles drive the muscles, not the soft flesh on the flat side.

The outline on the back has been washed off, and Fu Cheng's gaze turned into a tattoo gun, carefully tracing that Bai Zezai.Now there are only pale white scars left, and the sweat drops will pause after flowing through those scars, and then flow straight down.

"Hey, he's looking for you again." Xu Jun poked Jiang Bai.

Hundreds of people are watching here.

Fucheng finally walked to Jiang Bai's side, squatting down with a smile. "Brother, have you finished training?"

Xu Jun quietly took a step outside, I have watched this episode.Persevering in frying oil fields is not something ordinary firecrackers can do.

Jiang Bai was sweating, his bangs stuck to his temples. "Warning you one last time, don't mess with me."

Fu Cheng continued to laugh, turning Xiao Li Dio's half face towards him. "I really know you. A few years ago, I was beaten by you in the Youth National Championship. Brother, do you want to learn from each other? I have a good routine."

"Xuan?" Jiang Bai broke out, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up from the ground, dragging him all the way to the knife storage place, "Xuan, if you lose, you will get lost."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Fucheng sucked in his breath all the way, his thigh couldn't take it anymore, "Brother, please be gentle, my leg hurts, my leg hurts..."

"I don't fucking know you!" Jiang Bai let go of him, "Whatever to choose, choose by yourself."

There are many kinds of weapons, and Fucheng moved his right wrist. "Stick, is stick okay?"

"No, choose again." Jiang Bai yelled at him, making him dodge back.This kid may really be here to pick things up, which one he can't touch the most, he chooses this.

My parents said that they have never practiced the stick technique, but they obviously know how to do it, but there is never a time when they do not fail to hold the stick.

It's over, it's over, Daqing is about to explode.Hundreds of people didn't dare to say anything, only Xu Jun ran to the knife storage place, for fear that one of the knives would be a real one, and the oil field would chop up the firecrackers.

Fortunately, they are all bright martial arts performance knives, soft ones.

Knife skills are fine.Fu Cheng casually picked up the handle of the knife and danced a few knives casually. Before they could face each other, the cold blade was already pressing on his collarbone.

Looking at each other, the elder brother's face has not changed much, the brows are high, the eyelids are narrow inside and deep outside, and the end of the eyes seems to be pressed hard.Fucheng remembered the first time he held a knife when he was 6 years old, and his elder brother taught him how to hold a knife, so he deliberately chose a knife that had not been sharpened.

I am afraid of knives, but my brother said that a knife that cannot be sharpened is fine.I asked myself again, what should I do if I practice skating in the future, my brother said, I will not point the blade at you in the future.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang were also afraid, so they asked their elder brother to teach them.The elder brother said, between the brothers and sisters, a bowl of water should be leveled, you can find a coach to learn.

Now that the blade was on his neck, Fucheng's cold sweat was pouring out layer by layer.Performing knives are also knives, Jiang Bai, how many of you are there.

"Are you convinced? Get out of the way later." Jiang Bai tilted the knife, the light just hit the tip of the knife, and there was a spot of light on Fucheng's face, shining on the prickly vortex.

So Jiang Bai dropped the knife, just when the bell rang for the first practice, he left everyone and ran to the bathroom.

I flushed my face under the faucet desperately, and when I got up, there was another person beside me.There is no small dimple, it is Jincheng.

"Don't be nervous, I'll wash your hands." Jin Cheng also finished his practice, with a cigarette stuck in his ear, "Now I see you are not interesting, find something more interesting."

Jiang Bai closed his eyes and heard himself grinding his teeth.

"Li Cong said, the newcomer in your class, who values ​​morality, said he was your junior when he was beaten." Jin Cheng brushed off his hand, "Is that right, give me a correct sentence."

"Don't move." Jiang Bai slowly stood up straight.His hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

"Don't move what?" Jin Cheng didn't understand.

A drop of water flowed into Jiang Bai's left eye. "people."

"It depends on my mood. If it's your junior brother, I'll hit harder. Otherwise, I'll just hit once or twice." Jin Cheng turned off the faucet and went out with a smile.

There are still 3 hours of training, Jiang Bai did not go back to the martial arts arena, and went to the top floor of the teaching building to smoke.Time slows down when one is alone, and the top floor just happens to see the sun go down to the west.

Let's go.Jiang Bai arched his back.

At 6 o'clock, the bell rang for the second training session. Jiang Bai was naked and out of place in the scarlet red, and went back to the martial arts field to take his school uniform.

On the seat to the west of the martial arts field, there was only one person, holding his school uniform.When no one pays attention to him, he plays with the keys by himself, just like the king himself with the cat teaser.

His eyes collided, and he stood up.

"Brother, let me help you look at the clothes, they are not lost." Fu Cheng came over with a limp smile.

Jiang Bai didn't move, trying to kick him 8 meters away.Every time he took a step forward, the headache brought him another step closer.

Taking back the school uniform, Jiang Bai wore it as he walked, with his left cuff rolled up to his shoulder.The footsteps behind him lingered, and he had more perseverance than the 15-year-old Jiang Bai.

"Brother, I want to ask you, where can I get a meal card in Zhengshan?" Fucheng was hungry, "I got into a fight yesterday, but I couldn't find it. If you are fine, can you..."

"Are you going to go or not?" Jiang Bai suddenly turned around, his hand was not in control, and he pinched the tip of Fucheng's chin.

Very small and sharp, just enough for one hand, with the pestle in the center of the palm, and the thumb can hold his pear dimple.

After pinching Jiang Bai quickly changed his face, pretending to punch Fu Cheng's face. "Don't go away, I will do it."

Fu Cheng was afraid for a moment, but quickly raised the corner of his mouth. "I don't have a meal card, and there are people fighting with me everywhere in the school. Senior brother, can you take me there?"

"I'm not your senior brother!" Jiang Bai was furious. The doctor said that the anger is not easy to recover, and grabbed Fu Cheng's collar again, "It's none of my business whether you eat or not?"

Fu Cheng licked his lips. "hungry."

"What does it have to do with me that you starved to death?" Jiang Bai really wanted to beat him, just like the king, he would scratch people and beat dogs everywhere if he didn't have any skills.

"I didn't eat at noon." Fucheng was disheartened, turning his face to avoid Jiang Bai's fist, "I didn't eat if I didn't have a meal card."

"You..." Jiang Bai clenched his hand, his knuckles turned white, and he tried to tear it up against Fucheng's chin, "I'll just take care of you this time, understand?"

Fucheng used a voice so small that only two people could hear it. "Understood, thank you, Master..."

Jiang Bai frowned, and Fucheng immediately stopped talking.When he let go of his fist, Fucheng followed him, happily said the word brother, and made up what he hadn't finished just now.

The sound of footsteps was soft and heavy, Jiang Bai pressed his chin, and the prickly dimple beside him finally reappeared.