Social animals are forced to open every day

The back door of Donghu Middle School is next to a trail full of creepers, with red brick walls on both sides, about one meter high. To the west, you can see the Donghu School, and to the east is an open space to be developed.

At the other end of the open space is a vocational high school.

In the age when the vocational high school was not officially flourishing, there was a group of half-grown young people who used textbooks as firewood.

When Donghu Middle School settled in this area, there were rumors that the vocational high school was going to move it, but when Donghu's butt burned the stools, the neighbor didn't move half an inch.

So the school leaders thought of a coup to deceive themselves and others—to build a petty bourgeois red wall on the east side where the vocational high school can be seen, so as to widen the gap between the two schools.

Donghu Middle School is a well-known private middle school in the city. Most of the teachers are well-known teachers recruited from public schools with high salaries. The students are either rich or expensive, and they have grade requirements.

All in all, the school emblem of East Lake is inlaid with gold.

And in this campus full of golden eggs, there is also a group of special groups. They are from ordinary families, have excellent grades, and are ranked among the top [-] in the city.

They are the caring signs of Donghu Middle School to care for the next generation of the motherland, and they are also the sweet pastries that increase the enrollment rate.

——In this class of students, there is a boy named Qiu Lidong, whose grades are stable among the top ten in the city.

Qiu Lidong is in Class [-], Grade [-], and his deskmate is Fang Fang, a young master who is more beautiful than a doll.

The young master naturally has a young master's temper, and his attitude of asking for lectures is very immodest, which made Qiu Lidong not like him very much.

But Fang Fang is also very strange, even if Qiu Lidong gave him a bad face, he is not angry, and he can continue to ask cheekily, which is really a strange flower.

Young Master Fang was lazy all over, his sports performance was appallingly poor, he had no choice but to have a sports score in the senior high school entrance examination, so he could only bite the bullet and sweat on the playground.

Every day after school, the physical education teacher would accompany him to practice sports for a total of half an hour, to see who would get rid of the other first.

As the monthly exam was approaching, the equations were soft and hard, and Qiu Lidong had to make up lessons for him, but Qiu Lidong couldn't hold back this precious troublesome guy, so he had to agree.

So I make up lessons every day, and then run, and the equation arranges it clearly for myself.

One day, the driver of Fang's family didn't pay attention when going out in the afternoon. He hit the car and broke his leg. No one came to pick up the equation. His father called and asked him to take a taxi back home.

A 14-year-old half-grown guy, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, no one will be free to kidnap and traffic him.

Young Master Fang was very happy, he pulled Qiu Lidong and said, let's go to eat at the street stall on the west side of the back door, I invite you.

Qiu Lidong is not interested in eating street stalls at all - he almost grew up eating street stalls.But I couldn't hold back the equation, and finally said, that's fine, come to me after you practice sports, and I will take a seat first.

After making up lessons, the two parted ways, Fang Fang went for a run, Qiu Lidong went out through the back door with his schoolbag on his back, took a shortcut and took the red brick path.

Next to the east wall of Donghu Middle School is the Philharmonic Building. The whole building is related to music. It is either a classroom or a piano room. There are usually no people there, revealing a kind of lonely luxury.

Li Yang climbed over the wall and came in when he had nothing to do. He sat on the second-floor platform of the fire escape stairs of the Philharmonic Building and immersed himself in the sea of ​​books.

The trail, which is usually empty, is very lively today. A group of gangsters from vocational high schools gathered below, as well as two boys from Donghu Middle School.

The yelling and cursing dragged Li Yang out of the sea of ​​questions, he irritatedly brushed off the hair that almost covered his eyes, and looked down from the platform——

A skinny and beautiful child named Bai Shengsheng slammed and dazzled below, "What's wrong with Qiu Lidong, if you tell you to go, just go."

"Oh, my classmate loves you deeply—that is, you can leave as soon as you are told, your classmate has already said." A malicious red-haired man looked him up and down, and finally, his eyes stopped on the running shoes under his feet, "No wonder It is said that East Lake is the house of wealth and gold, okay boy, these shoes cost several thousand."

The child raised his chin, with a haughty expression on his face, "The shoes are for you, let him go first."

The one named Qiu Lidong didn't say a word, clutched his schoolbag tightly, and refused to leave.

"Tell you to get out." A boy near the corner didn't say anything for a while, then suddenly stood up straight, rushed up violently, kicked Qiu Lidong, and kicked the child down.

The kid was in a hurry, so he went to push his classmate, "Let's go, Qiu Lidong, they just want money, don't get me involved here, I'll pay for your share."

Qiu Lidong got up from the ground, his eyes were fixed on the face of the boy who kicked him, he dusted his pants vigorously, and said: "It's not me who hurt you, Fang Fang, it's you who hurt me. If you didn't force me to make up lessons, I would I don’t need you to be a hero—” He unloaded his schoolbag and began to flip through it. “All my money is here, a total of 16.2. Either take it away, or you will kill me .”

Hongmao was stunned for a while, and after a while, he clutched his stomach and laughed strangely, "16 yuan two, haha, 16 yuan two!"

The boy who kicked the person gave him a slap, "Stop fucking laughing, take the money and get him out."

The boy was probably the leader, and when the other three saw it, they immediately pushed and shoved Qiu Lidong away.

"Originally, I wanted to ask you for some pocket money, but you..." The boy's eyes fell on Fang Fang's face, which was cold and sticky, "It's so beautiful, just right for my brother."

Fang Fang was taken aback, and hurriedly hid, "I'll give you all the money, and I'll give you the shoes, take the money and get out."

"I don't want money, my brother doesn't lack that kind of thing." The boy approached him and squeezed him into the corner, "Let's play something new, shall we?"

A young master with eyes on top of his forehead like Fang Fang, who has never seen such a pure hooligan who bullies men and women, was immediately frightened into a quail, only knowing to push him away desperately, and even forgot to call for help.

But his slender arms and legs are no match for others, and he was restrained in three or two strokes.

The button was unbuttoned, the zipper was pulled down, Fang's legs were pressed down by the boy's strong legs, and the man's dirty hands had almost touched him——

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" A tough voice came from above his head, "Disturbing your uncle's cleanliness."

The boy was in high spirits, and just as the tip of his tongue touched the milk-white neck, he was interrupted by a blind man, who immediately glared at him, as if he wanted to kill his father.

Fang Fang raised his face, tears were hanging on his chin, and his cheeks were wet.

The setting sun was hanging down, and the orange-red light splashed on the brick wall, making the poor tears seem to be dyed.

Li Yang blew a whistle from Equation and taught him a lesson: why cry, you are useless.Immediately, he supported the guardrail with one hand, and flipped down from the second-floor platform neatly. When he landed, a piece of loess was thrown up.

——Feng has seen many movies and met many heroes, but there has never been one who can step on the apex of his heart with such a chic posture, making the blood rush with it, and his ears are like a heavy hammer drum.

"Fuck!" The boy spit out his mouth immediately after being fed dirt on his face, and rushed forward with a punch.

Fang Fang stagnated for breath, hugged his schoolbag tightly and hid aside, his eyes followed the two wrestling together, quietly picked up a waste brick in his hand, he thought, as long as he had a chance, he would give that hooligan a scoop.

It's a pity that Li Yang didn't give him this chance, and together with several of the hooligan's accomplices, he was beaten up all over.

Of course, Li Yang didn't take much advantage of it, so he put on a good face and was beaten like a pig's head.

After the battle, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and found that the kid was actually carrying a brick with his crotch open.

"Okay, you are so open." He went over and handed over the weapon, then lowered his head and fastened the button of the man's trousers, and then patted the ashes on his body, "Next time, remember to fasten the trousers first."

Fang Fang's face was burning, but his expression was still full of arrogance. He pointed to the wound on Li Yang's face, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Li Yang said.

Li Yang is a leader in the snack street and the young owner of the old Li noodle restaurant. This is something that Fang Fang only found out later.

If you don't study hard, you will have to inherit the noodle shop in the future.

So Li Yang studies hard and is a well-known street tyrant.

The platform on the second floor of the Philharmonic Building became a secret base, and no one else knew about it, only the two of them.

After a fight that day, Li Yang returned to the noodle shop without a meal, but Fang Fang didn't say a word when he returned home.The next day, he went to school with his schoolbag on his back as usual, and sat at the same table with Qiu Lidong, but he stopped talking to him, and he no longer asked him to make up lessons for him.

During class, Qiu Lidong was very awkward, and wrote a note to the equation, saying sorry, I actually heard it at the intersection, you are all right.

Fang Fang rubbed the note, regardless of whether he was in class or not, he stood up and punched Qiu Lidong.

Qiu Lidong didn't fight back, but just stared at him.

In the afternoon, the head teacher changed seats for the two of them, and invited the parents to play [-] big boards each.

The strange thing is that Qiu Lidong had a tacit understanding with him at the same table this time, neither of them mentioned the incident of encountering a hooligan, and they all said that they had a quarrel.

After school, Fang Fang ran to the Philharmonic Building and found Li Yang on the second floor platform.

Li Yang said hi, cutie.

Equation is very unhappy, saying that I have a name, called Equation.

With a paper rolled up in his hand, Li Yang jokingly said, "So it's Young Master Fang, I'm sorry."

Later, Equation never encountered hooligans again.

——All the hooligans know that the street fighter in the snack street is now covering a young master with a golden egg.

Street Fighters are gangsters, and they are not afraid of death in fights. Vocational high school gangsters just rob pocket money and play hooligans by the way, and they don't have the pleasure of fighting with people from time to time.

As a result, the days were calm, only the endless long-distance running tortured the equation.

The young master is willful and kind.

Whoever is kind to him, he is arrogant towards whomever, on the contrary, kindness is external.

"It's my birthday soon, what gift did you give me?" Fang Fang put his legs down from the fence, shaking them.

Li Yang sat on the concrete floor with his back leaning against the railing, with a schoolbag of equations under his buttocks, "It's winter, I have nothing, so I won't give it away."

Fang Fang looked at him for a while, tilted his head and said, "Good brother."

If you have something to do, you are a good brother, if you have nothing to worry about.

Li Yang's parents like Fang very much - a sensible and beautiful child, whose mouth is as sweet as honey, how can the elders not care about it.

Only Li Yang knew that it was a little fox in sheep's clothing.

As soon as the little fox turns its eyes, it will burst into water. It is either asking someone to help with homework or being taken around.

The beam of Li Yang's cool bicycle was worn off by his buttocks. Later, he thought he was in the way, so he simply installed the back seat, so the two of them stepped on the bicycle and covered the streets and alleys with two wheels.

The little fox is really pretty, but he doesn't just have a pretty shell.As winter passed and spring came, Li Yang felt that he had glimpsed a colorful gem through that bluffing appearance.

He wanted to hide him and treat him like a treasure.

But the difference between a poor boy and a little prince is the difference between mud and clouds.

He has to work harder and build a castle in the future for his little prince to live in.

The equation is still small, and it is far from knowing what kind of emotions can be carefully planned besides dependence.

Li Yang felt that he could wait, wait for Fang to grow up, wait for him to mature, and wait for him to make a choice.

That year, the spring in the city came earlier, and there were colorful and colorful flowers everywhere.