Zhu Mu Lang Ma

When Fu Kun was going to school in the morning, he was waiting for Fu Yijie in the yard while admiring his new bicycle. In order to reward him for going to No. 250 Middle School, his father bought him a second-hand Amini for [-] yuan.

I wanted to buy a new one, but I threw out hundreds of thousands of dollars. My mother firmly disagreed, so my father had to give in and bought a second-hand one. However, he carefully renovated the car with his own hands. The paint has been repainted.

Although Fu Kun is stinky, he generally doesn't have any ideas about things beyond his family's capacity. He just wants to replace his mother's women's little Phoenix, so although this car is second-hand, his father has tossed it like a new car The 18-speed Amini was a huge surprise.

Fu Yijie ran downstairs with his schoolbag on his back. When he passed the corridor, he saw Fu Kun who was wearing a No. [-] Middle School uniform downstairs, and couldn't help but stop.

According to Fu Kun's request, my mother shortened the school uniform shirt, and it was not as loose as before, and it became a very fitting style. The black pants and tie and the posture with her hands in her pockets made Fu Kun look very... …

Fu Yijie thought for a long time but couldn't think of the most suitable words, handsome, chic, cool...

"Hurry up! The flag is going to be raised today!" Fu Kun raised his head and saw him, and shouted.

Fu Yijie quickly jumped down and ran down, jumped onto the back seat of the car, and put his arms around Fu Kun's waist: "Let's go."

"Why are you hugging so hard, I'm afraid you won't get prickly heat." Fu Kun pedaled a few times, and this bike was indeed much more comfortable to ride than the old one. After adjusting the gear, he could go a long way with a light kick.

"Afraid of falling." Fu Yijie smiled, and after leaving the courtyard, he let go of his hand, and only supported Fu Kun's waist with one hand.

"When did I drop you?" Fu Kun pedaled the car quickly, "You go home after school, we are late after school."

"En." Fu Yijie responded, staring at Fu Kun's back for a while, then lifted Fu Kun's clothes and looked inside.

"What are you doing?" Fu Kun could feel his breath on his back.

"Look." Fu Yijie felt that today's Fu Kun was very different from the previous Fu Kun. He didn't know if it was because Fu Kun was a junior high school student, or because of this school uniform, or for some other reason.

"I want to see it when I go home," Fu Kun pulled his clothes back, and flicked it on his forehead, "Take it off for you to see enough."

Fu Yijie didn't speak.

Fu Kun usually only wears a pair of underwear at home, and sometimes he sleeps naked when it's too hot, so Fu Yijie doesn't find it unusual.

But today, when Fu Kun said this, Fu Yijie suddenly had a different feeling.

What it felt like, he couldn't tell.

After being stunned for a long time, he lifted Fu Kun's clothes, leaned over and bit Fu Kun's waist.

"Ah——" Fu Kun yelled, this mouthful of Fu Yijie's bite was so sudden and powerful that he was so frightened that he almost bumped his head into a tree by the roadside, "Fu Yijie, you are sick Not light!"

Fu Yijie didn't make a sound, but just wiped his mouth. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to bite Fu Kun, so he didn't know what to say.

Fu Kun stopped the car, turned his head on his legs and rubbed his waist fiercely: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know." Fu Yijie answered truthfully with his head bowed.

"You're still hungry after eating four steamed buns and two eggs in the morning!" Fu Kun glared at him, "If you go crazy again, I'll throw you down! Captain!"

"En." Fu Yijie still lowered his head.

"Hey." Fu Kun sighed, and continued to pedal the bike to school.

Fu Yijie also sighed, he felt very embarrassed, biting his brother on the street, he seemed crazy.

The more I think about it, the more inexplicable it becomes.

In order to relieve his melancholy mood, Fu Yijie stood up while holding Fu Kun's shoulders and stepping on the rear axle.

"What are you doing again?" Fu Kun asked.

Fu Kun's car pedaled very fast, and the wind blowing towards him blew his tie to Fu Yijie's face behind him.

"My butt is tired, stand up for a while," Fu Yijie reached out to grab the tie, gently pulled it back, shook his wrist, and shouted, "Drive!"

Fu Kun slammed on the brake, and the [-]-year-old Amini stopped with a scream. Fu Yijie couldn't stand still and threw himself on Fu Kun's back.

"Go down." Fu Kun said angrily.

Fu Yijie didn't say much, and jumped out of the car directly. The third elementary school was in front of him. He jumped forward and ran away without looking back.

"You're going crazy..." Fu Kun straightened Yi, then lifted his clothes and looked at his waist bitten by Fu Yijie, a swollen red circle was clearly visible, "It's quite round."

A lot of school uniforms have been changed. Girls' shirts are tucked in at the waist, skirts are a little bit higher, and boys mostly have their trouser legs narrowed down.

When Fu Kun walked into the classroom, the image of everyone he saw was much better than the day he just got the school uniform and tried it on. By the way, he also found a few girls with good looks, but none of them remembered their names.

The seating chart had been arranged, and Fu Kun found a table with his name on it and sat down. There were still tables for two in junior high school. He glanced at the name on the other side of the table.

Chen Li?

The name is a bit familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

It wasn't until Chen Li sat down next to him that he remembered that this was the girl who asked his name that day.

Chen Li also changed her school uniform. Fu Kun felt that she didn't look very good, but among a group of young girls who had just started to develop... her breasts were quite big.

"It's so destined." Chen Li reached out and tore off the paper with his name written on the corner of his desk, and put it in her drawer.

Fu Kun didn't speak, and turned to look out the window.

"Let's not draw the [-]th line. The things of primary school students are too childish." Chen Li took out a small rag and wiped the table. "You can come here, boys are arrogant."

Gou Sheng and a fat girl were at the front table. They were holding a ruler to discuss the specific position of the childish [-]th parallel. Fu Kun felt that Chen Li was quite reasonable on this point, so he turned to her and said: "Thanks."

"You look good in school uniform." Chen Li said.

Fu Kun froze for a moment, Chen Li's topic changed too quickly, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

"I think you are the best-dressed one in junior high school," Chen Li said again, her voice was not low, "You have long legs."

All the classmates around heard her words, and they all turned their heads to look at Gou Sheng, who was smiling meaningfully in front of her.

Fu Kun felt very humiliated and didn't know what to say, so he stood up and walked out of the classroom.

Is there something wrong with this girl?

Fu Yijie didn't like Sanxiao's school uniform today. When Fu Kun and him wore Sanxiao's aqua blue school uniform together, he didn't think it was so ugly.

Suddenly today I can't stand it.

When school was over, Fu Yijie lowered his head to pack his schoolbag, and Jiang Song in the back seat kept walking around beside him, the water blue almost drowned him.

"What are you supposed to do, don't hang around here." Fu Yijie waved at him.

"I'm waiting for you," Jiang Song stopped, "I'll treat you to something later."

Eating food is an irresistible temptation for Fu Yijie. Although he has always had a good relationship with Jiang Song, he will go home with Jiang Song if he does not invite food, but if he wants food, he can bring water The color on the blue Jiang Song was ignored.

Fu Yijie and Jiang Song walked from the small street. If Jiang Song wanted to eat cotton candy, Fu Yijie could eat anything.

There are many small stalls in the small street, selling popcorn and various candies, marshmallows, ding ding candies, and malt candies, Jiang Song goes all the way, and has a little of each.

"My grandma gave me a lot of money during the summer vacation. I gave it secretly. We will come to eat tomorrow." Jiang Song patted his pockets, "You don't have to worry about my mother finding out after eating."

The two of them ate and walked, and the half of the side street was far away from the school, so there were not many stalls, and they were almost finished eating.

"Thank you." Fu Yijie wiped his mouth.

"Why are you being polite to me..." Jiang Song patted him on the shoulder, and after a couple of pats, he grabbed Fu Yijie's shoulder and said nervously, "Is that from No. [-] Middle School? Is that Wang Zhiqiang?"

For the students of the third elementary school, the No. [-] Middle School is a small underworld. Those who squat at the school gate, block girls, and steal money are all from No. [-] Middle School.

Fu Yijie glanced in the direction he was looking, and there were four or five people squatting or standing on the street about ten meters away from them, wearing No. [-] Middle School uniforms, all smoking cigarettes, staring at them.

The one standing at the back was indeed Wang Zhiqiang, because of Fu Kun's relationship, Fu Yijie remembered this person very clearly.

But Fu Kun hasn't had a fight with this person for a long time.

Fu Yijie hated this person. He was already in a hurry, but now he was wearing a white T-shirt with the red letters of No. [-] Middle School printed on the front and back, like a prisoner of labor reform. It looked even uglier. When you see it clearly, four words will appear, the third prison.

"I don't know, let's go." Fu Yijie pulled Jiang Song to cross the street and walk from the opposite side.

But when they were about to turn around, someone shouted, "Children!"

Tang Jun threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and when he walked towards Fu Yijie and Jiang Song, Wang Zhiqiang actually wanted to stop him. Tang Jun didn't know that one of the two children was Fu Kun's younger brother.

But he didn't stop after thinking about it.

Originally, he hadn't had any conflicts with Fu Kun for more than a semester, but when Zhang Kexin arrived in No. [-] Middle School, he suddenly felt that Zhang Kexin, whom he had never noticed before, was actually quite beautiful... Although Xu Jiamei was also beautiful, but after a long time he became I feel very annoying.

But Zhang Kexin and Fu Kun are on good terms, everyone knows about it.Zhang Kexin didn't look at him directly, and it was impossible for him to tell Fu Kun directly to give Zhang Kexin to me, so he thought it would be good to use Tang Jun to pick something.

When it comes to forming cliques and fighting, Fu Kun is not an opponent. Fu Kun is very unique in this respect, and never fights in groups. At most, he is with Sun Wei.

"I just saw that you two had a good meal." Tang Jun stared at Jiang Song, and Jiang Song was paying for the food while eating, "I'm hungry too, give us some money for a meal."

Jiang Song looked at Tang Jun. Four people had surrounded them, and it was impossible to run away. He lowered his head and took out two yuan from his pocket and handed it to Tang Jun.

"Fuck!" Tang Jun didn't take the money, and cursed.

Several people around them pulled them to the entrance of the alley next to them and pushed them against the wall. Tang Jun slapped Jiang Song on the face a few times: "Don't make me angry."

Jiang Song judged the situation. He himself has no fighting power, and Fu Yijie beside him probably has no fighting power. It would be great if Fu Kun was there... So he lowered his head and took out all the money in his trouser pocket: "That's all. .”

Tang Jun took the money and looked at it. It was almost 20 yuan, which was not bad. He patted Jiang Song on the head: "That's right."

Then turned to look at Fu Yijie: "Your."

Fu Yijie acted as if he didn't hear him, he didn't even raise his head, and he didn't make a sound.

"What about you, Qian!" Tang Jun pushed him hard, and Fu Yijie hit the wall.

"He has no money," Jiang Song quickly stopped in front of him, "If he has money, I don't need to treat him anymore."

"You fucking go away," Tang Jun grabbed Jiang Song's schoolbag strap and swung him aside, then grabbed Fu Yijie's hair and knocked his head against the wall, "Take out the money!"

"Don't hit people!" Jiang Song got anxious, got up and wanted to pull Tang Jun, but was quickly pushed away by Wang Zhiqiang.

Fu Yijie frowned, reached into his pocket, and pulled it out: "Look for it yourself, I'll give you whatever you can find."

Fu Yijie has money, ten yuan, which was given by his mother, and he hasn't used it yet. Ten yuan is quite a lot of money.

But Tang Jun probably couldn't find it. Fu Yijie was very concerned about money and food. He put all the money in the lining under the bottom board of the schoolbag.

It's not that he was reluctant to use it, he was afraid of losing it.

Tang Jun and Wang Zhiqiang really failed to get his money out. In the end, Tang Jun slapped Fu Yijie's face with his backhand in a fit of anger. The skull ring in his hand drew a bloody streak on his face, which was painful.

After the books in the schoolbag were thrown on the ground and even damaged by stepping on them, the few people left slowly.

Seeing the wound on Fu Yijie's face and the trampled book, Jiang Song was so angry that he wanted to chase after him, but Fu Yijie grabbed him: "Why are you going?"

"Too bullying!" Jiang Song's voice trembled, "Bastard!"

"Can you beat them?" Fu Yijie picked up his handkerchief from the ground, wiped it on his face, "Go home."

Jiang Song watched Fu Yijie pick up the books one by one and put them back into his schoolbag. He couldn't figure out why he was so calm, but after a while he seemed to understand, and clapped his hands: "Yes! Go home and tell your brother!"

"If you dare to tell my brother, I will never talk to you again." Fu Yijie glanced at him.

"Then..." Jiang Song was stunned.

"Okay, let's go." Fu Yijie carried his schoolbag and walked out of the alley.

Fu Kun must not let Fu Kun know about this matter. If Fu Kun knows, he will definitely go to Wang Zhiqiang.

Fu Kun has just entered No. [-] Middle School, and No. [-] Middle School has strict management. If there is a fight...will he be expelled?If he was fired, wouldn't his mother's money and Fu Kun's efforts to lose weight in half a year be in vain?

Fu Yijie walked into the corridor with his head down, and when he passed the kitchen, he yelled inside: "Mom!"

The mother also shouted inside: "Hey baby is back, do you want to eat marinated eggs?"

"Do your homework first." Fu Yijie swallowed.

"Yo Yijie is really capable," an aunt sighed, "much better than Kunzi."

"That's right!" Mom was never humble when others praised her son.

Before Fu Kun came home, Fu Yijie put down his schoolbag, wet his handkerchief, and carefully cleaned his face in front of the mirror. Fortunately, the gash was on the side, not long, and no longer bleeding.

When Fu Kun came back, Fu Yijie was already lying on the table doing his homework. Every time Fu Kun braked, he had to squeeze the brake tightly, making a long and sharp cry of "squeak--".

So as soon as he entered the yard, everyone in the building knew that he was back.

"One piece," Fu Kun entered the room, and put a big ice cream in front of him, "Eat it quickly, I'm afraid it will melt..."

Fu Yijie picked up the big ice cream and squeezed it, it was still quite hard, he licked it: "Mom told you not to let you ride so fast."

"You'll have to drink water soon." Fu Kun smiled, took off his shirt, and blew on the electric fan.

Fu Yijie stared at Fu Kun's sweaty back while eating the ice cream. Fu Kun got quite tanned this summer, but the color was pretty.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Fu Kun blew for a while, still puzzled, went into the hut, got his pants and prepared to go to the shower again, "Have you finished your homework yet?"

"Not yet." Fu Yijie subconsciously blocked his book with his head.

But when Fu Kun looked at the table, he was still stunned. He reached out and took his book away: "Why is your book like this?"

Fu Yijie's Chinese books were divided into two halves from the middle, and only one third was connected. He is a very careful child, and the books are as good as new ones after a semester.

Fu Kun immediately saw something was wrong: "What's going on? Who made it?"

"No one, I stepped on the ground and it's like this." Fu Yijie turned his head, afraid that Fu Kun would come over and see the injury on his face.

"Who are you?" Fu Kun lay down on the table and stared at him, "Did someone trouble you?"

"No." Fu Yijie turned his head again, and turned the injured side of his face to the wall.

"Turn around," Fu Kun squeezed his chin, "Let me see your face!"

"I'm doing my homework." Fu Yijie clapped his hands away.

Seeing this, Fu Kun knew that there must be something wrong, so he pulled his shoulders and turned him around, and then he saw the wound on his face.

"Fuck!" Fu Kun couldn't help cursing, "Who did it!"

"You don't need to worry about it." Fu Yijie was a little anxious, and said something without thinking.

Fu Kun was stunned, doubting his ears a bit: "What did you say?"