Dip in fire

"What are you doing?" The cockscomb on the stage was unhappy, and a piece of chalk hit Zhong Ning on the head.

Ji Guantou pointed at Zhong Ning: "Why slap your legs? Slapping so loudly, there are flies on your legs?"

Ji Guantou hit the blackboard with his backhand: "Come up and do this question."

So, in the second year of high school, in the new class, on the first day, the first class, Zhong Ning hung up the blackboard.

As soon as Zhong Ning finished his physics class, he took out the hamburger given by his wife in the morning from his schoolbag.He is not hungry, but angry.He ate this "same style" hamburger as Zhang Weilan.

After eating, he was exhausted.

It didn't start well, and Zhong Ning didn't like it all day long, as if "Class Four" owed him eight hundred gold coins.No, Zhang Weilan owed him.The culprit is Zhang Weilan.

Finally, after school was over in the afternoon, Yang Jian finally came over and gave Zhong Ning a simple stroke: "Young Master Ning, let's go play basketball? We just happened to go find Qiuqiu, who is in class six."

"Success." Zhong Ning packed his schoolbag and turned his neck inadvertently, but Yang Jian suddenly became nervous like a ghost.

Seeing Yang Jian puffed up his chest and blocked Zhong Ning's sight with one step.

Zhong Ning: "..."

Yang Jian's grandson really grew up with his brain for a while. It's really sad that the IQ of the top [-] science subjects in the second group of senior high school is at this level.

If Yang Jian didn't block this, Zhong Ning might not pay much attention if he glanced at it casually, but if he blocked it like this, there would be no silver 300 taels here.

Zhong Ning pushed Yang Jian away: "What are you blocking? Get up."

Yang Jian was pushed away and wanted to cover it with his hand, but was kicked by Zhong Ning.

Zhong Ning saw two heads peeking out of the window.One tall and one short.The tall one is Zhang Weilan, and the short one is Zhou Baixue.Zhou Baixue only showed half of his face, but Zhong Ning was sure that it was Zhou Baixue.

Zhong Ning tucked the math bag on hand into the pencil case, and screamed as he pulled the zipper of the school bag.

Zhong Ning: "Bah. I'll tell you why he ran out after class, left his schoolbag unpacked, and it's a private meeting."

"..." Yang Jian looked at Zhong Ning, "Ning, do you like Snow White that much?"

"What do you know?" Zhong Ning frowned, and said viciously, "Don't steam the steamed buns to save yourself. How many times did Zhang Weilan hurt me? Add a hundred pairs of stinky feet, and I can't count the toes one by one."

Yang Jian's expression suddenly became a little strange, he coughed: "Stop talking."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Ning squinted at Yang Jian, "Are you still afraid that he won't succeed? What kind of thing is Zhang Weilan?"

The more Zhong Ning scolded, the more vigorously he remembered that Zhong Yu was holding Zhang Weilan in his arms, and unexpectedly arranged him as Zhang Weilan's deskmate.

Zhong Ning was very angry: "Which green onion is Zhang Weilan? Put pickled vegetables and melon seeds on the table, do you really think of yourself as a delicacy?"

Yang Jian: "..."

"Give up your seat." A cold voice suddenly fell from his head.

"I'll go..." Zhong Ning paused, looked up, and saw Zhang Weilan's eyelashes drooping, staring at him contemptuously.

Zhong Ning: "..."

Obviously, Zhong Ning's mouth full of fragrance just now was under the Lord's ears.Such blatant slander, if Zhang Weilan grabs Zhong Ning's collar and fights, it will be like that.The hatred lies in the fact that Zhang Weilan is looking down on the mortal world at this time, and Zhong Ning's molars are gritted with hatred.

Zhang Weilan tapped Zhong Ning's desk corner again, and repeated: "Give up your seat."

"Don't let it, if you have the ability to fly in." Zhong Ning stared at Zhang Weilan, and just got on with it.

Zhang Weilan looked at him for a while, didn't respond, and went around to the front row, flipping in from the table.

Zhong Ning: "..."

This trick is really wonderful, and it has been tried and tested.

Zhong Ning stood up, put his schoolbag on one shoulder, gave Zhang Weilan a thumbs up, and then embraced Yang Jian's shoulder: "Let's go."

Yang Jian couldn't hold back anything wrong, after walking out of the classroom, he almost gnawed on the ground laughing.

"Are you sick? Have asthma?" Zhong Ning kicked Yang Jian's ass.

"Hey, no." Yang Jian wiped his face and burst into tears.

He patted the ash on Master Zhong's soles on his buttocks: "Ning, what is the difference between you and Zhang Weilan? The noses are always wrong, and the faces are not right."

"It's annoying to see him." Zhong Ning sighed.

He recalled that when he played against Zhang Weilan, almost every time he dug a hole by himself and fell flat.Zhang Weilan has been standing on the sidelines watching the play, not even applauding.

Zhong Ning was even more annoyed after reminiscing.

"Then I said I asked He Feng to deal with him, but you disagree." Yang Jian said, "But you never like to make big fights. That's right, it's fun to make small troubles."

Zhong Ning turned to look at Yang Jian, with a sad face begging for life.

Yang Jian quickly raised his hands in surrender: "My fault, I won't say it."

"..." Zhong Ning was so annoyed that he waved Yang Jian away, "Get lost."

Of course Yang Jian didn't roll away, but moved closer.He suddenly said seriously: "I'm serious, Xu Huai's matter should not go to pock-marked peak. It will not end well if things get serious. Zhang Weilan is not a good guy, but there is a saying that is right, we have to stay away from Hefeng .”

"Let's talk about it later." Zhong Ning was naturally worried.He frowned, "Look for Qiuqiu first."

——But if you don’t look for He Feng, who do you look for?Looking for Zhang Weilan?

Nonsense.

Zhong Ning broke the can and said, "It's really impossible to ask a few more people to block Xu Huai."

"Group fights?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this unfair? Then can't we bully bad guys more and less?"

"..." Zhong Ning, "Brother, please go away."

They caught Qiu Liang under the window of class six.Some bruises could still be seen on Qiu Liang's eye sockets, but they were basically healed.

Just got new glasses.Zhong Ning pondered for a while, and guessed that Xu Huai had broken the old glasses earlier.

"It's unreasonable." Zhong Ning beat a basketball in his hand, and it crackled on the ground.

"You really didn't say a word, and he came over to punch you?" Zhong Ning asked this for the third time.

"Yeah." Qiu Liang paused, "I saw a little boy on the side of the road, crying very fiercely, I wanted to ask him what's wrong, if he got lost, but Xu Huai suddenly rushed over and told him punched me, then ran away with him."

Qiu Liang: "I lay on the ground for a long time and didn't realize it. If I hadn't seen the jersey on Xu Huai's body, I wouldn't be sure it was him."

Zhong Ning: "..."

"He's simply sick." Yang Jian spat.

"Get rid of him sooner or later." Zhong Ning also said.

Qiu Liang was really timid and afraid of getting into trouble, he was bullied and beaten outside, and when he got home and saw his mother, he would say that he had limped into a telephone pole.

He observed the faces of the two masters around him, and said hesitantly, "Why don't you forget it..."

"What's none of your business?" Young Master Zhong was unreasonable, and he ignored Qiu Liang's fuse, and just exploded, "It has nothing to do with you, shut your mouth, you don't know anything."

Qiu Liang: "..."

After Zhong Ning finished speaking, he reached out to greet his teammates on the basketball court.Several of them are school basketball players, and there are two seniors in high school who just met to play together.

These people were all known by Zhong Ning's junior high school student union.He was fun at first, and joining the student union gave him an excuse to walk the monkey. Zhong Pei looked down on him and glared at him to study more. Zhong Ning didn't dare to disobey his mother, so he quit the student union.In fact, the main reason is that there are too many chores in the student union, and Zhong Ning finds it tiring and boring.

Zhong Ning played basketball for an hour and broke out in salt water sweat.He was full of energy after exercising, most of the bad luck was gone, he walked with a big axe, and brushed the wet hair on his forehead with one hand, so that his back was straightened.

With the scorching sunset behind his back, Zhong Ning went home in a good mood, and even ate a popsicle on the way, but unfortunately the good mood broke as soon as he reached the gate of his own courtyard.

Zhang Weilan stood in the middle of the courtyard and met Zhong Ning face to face.

Lu Qingqing quarreled with Zhang Zhiqiang again.There was also old man Zhang, who kept persuading him in the house.

Lu Qingqing cried loudly: "That emerald necklace was the only thing my mother left me, and I was reluctant to wear it for many years. Did you sell it? Where did you sell it? Tell me, did you give it to that bitch/ Are you kidding me? Say it, you!"

Zhang Zhiqiang yelled impatiently: "Are you finished?"

Old man Zhang's voice was much quieter, the door was closed, Zhong Ning couldn't hear anything clearly, he could vaguely hear the peacemaker's words like "keep down" and "speak well".

"What's wrong with you, old man? Let's go!" Zhang Zhiqiang yelled, and then the door panel slammed, as if it had been bumped into it.

On a hot day, Zhang Weilan's face suddenly turned cold. He looked around and saw a shovel under the window of Zhong Ning's house.He threw his schoolbag on the ground and ran to pick up the shovel.

Zhong Ning watched helplessly as Zhang Weilan dragged the shovel to the door of his house and yanked the door open.

As soon as the door was opened, the old man Zhang almost rolled out. As expected, he was pushed by Zhang Zhiqiang and fell over the threshold.

"Weilan?" Old man Zhang was stunned, and quickly shouted to his hapless son and daughter-in-law, "The child is back, you are almost done!"

Zhang Weilan helped old man Zhang up, his face was so cold that it was scum.

In fact, Zhang Weilan has been back for a long time.He was on duty today and left school late.But despite this, he has been stuck in the yard for 10 minutes.

Zhang Weilan walked over, without saying a word, picked up the shovel and started chopping at Zhang Zhiqiang, with an unwavering expression on his face, it seemed that the opposite was not Zhang Zhiqiang, but a firewood stick, and the chop was over.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Zhiqiang yelled, running and rolling, and was chased out of the yard by Zhang Weilan.

While running, he turned his head and pointed at Zhang Weilan: "Bastard, do you dare to hit your own father?"

Lu Qingqing is such a good mother, not only did she not go up to stop her, but instead felt proud, she blocked the doorway and shouted, "You deserve it! I'll let your seed kill you!"

Old man Zhang couldn't take it anymore, he was so startled that he couldn't breathe, he fiddled with his hands, and grabbed Zhang Weilan's clothes: "It's terrible, what are you doing, what are you doing all of a sudden, kid, you can't!"

Zhang Weilan pushed old man Zhang into the room, just in time to squeeze in together with Lu Qingqing.He backhanded hard again, and slapped the door of the house with a slap.

- There was a loud bang.

Zhang Weilan quickly took out the key and wanted to lock the door.At this time, Zhang Zhiqiang yelled "Damn" again, and rushed towards Zhang Weilan.

Zhang Weilan slammed the shovel to the ground as soon as she changed hands.

The shovel fell to the ground, and the metal hit the concrete floor, making a sharp and piercing sound.Zhang Zhiqiang was taken aback.

Zhong Ning stared blankly at the gate of the courtyard, and was startled.

Turn the key and click it. ——Zhang Weilan locked the door of the house.

Da Duozi had been barking furiously in the room.But Zhong Pei and Yan Huiwan were not at home at this time, and Zhong Ning hadn't entered yet. The door of Zhong's house was locked, and Da Duozi couldn't come out.

Zhang Weilan and Zhang Zhiqiang stood facing each other for two seconds. It was hot and stuffy in summer, as if they were going to suffocate all living things.

"I'll beat you to death today." Zhang Zhiqiang scolded, just as he was about to lift his foot towards his son, the phone in his pocket rang.

Zhang Zhiqiang had no choice but to reach out and tap Zhang Weilan, and angrily lifted the phone cover.

Just a few seconds after the phone call, Zhang Zhiqiang became more impatient, he was very irritable: "Why do you want money again?...Now? Is it so urgent?...Why did Xiao Huan have a fever? You mother You can't even take care of your own daughter?"

Zhang Weilan's eyes moved. "Xiao Huan", this should be his wild half-sister, the little whore that Lu Qingqing said.The one who talks to Zhang Zhiqiang is naturally a bitch.

With such parents at the booth, where can that wild girl "happy" go?The name must have been given by someone who doesn't have long eyes, it's better to say shit.

Zhang Zhiqiang: "Losing money...Which hospital?"

He glared at Zhang Weilan, then reached out and nodded Zhang Weilan: "I'll deal with you later."

Zhang Zhiqiang hung up the phone, turned around and walked out of the compound.Zhong Ning quickly ran a few steps away from Zhang Zhiqiang.He wasn't afraid of Zhang Zhiqiang, besides, Zhang Zhiqiang didn't dare to do anything to Zhong Ning because of Zhong's concubine's favor.He just felt that Zhang Zhiqiang was like a plague and he couldn't get close.

In fact, Zhang Zhiqiang's words are so harsh that he can't really clean up Zhang Weilan.In a sense, Zhang Weilan is his life-saving straw.

Zhang Weilan is Lu Qingqing's son, and Zhang Zhiqiang is Zhang Weilan's biological father. According to Zhong's concubine's fiery temper, if it wasn't for the sake of the child, Zhang Zhiqiang would have given Zhang Zhiqiang a good look. How could he find work at sea to earn money? .

After Zhang Zhiqiang was gone, Zhong Ning stepped into the courtyard gate.

Daduozi was still barking non-stop behind Zhong Ning's house, and the commotion was hysterical, as if someone was killing it with a butcher's knife.

Lu Qingqing's cry came out again, and old man Zhang knocked on the door behind Zhang Weilan: "Open the door, Wei Lan, open the door for grandpa, don't fight with your father! That's your father!"

Zhong Ning and Zhang Weilan confronted each other for a while, listening to Daduozi's roar in silence.

It was Zhang Weilan who acted first.He turned his head and knocked on the door: "Grandpa, it's all right."

Old man Zhang paused inside for a moment, then continued to knock on the door: "Open the door for grandpa, open it quickly."

Zhang Weilan didn't open it, he hated being quarreled by Da Duozi, wishing to tear his eardrums apart.

Zhang Weilan turned to look at Zhong Ning, her voice was slightly hoarse, as if phlegm was in her throat: "Have you seen enough of the jokes? Are you still leaving?"

Zhong Ning opened his mouth, and for the first time, he couldn't resist Zhang Weilan.

He pointed to Zhang Weilan's left forearm: "Your arm is broken."