Back in high school, I attacked my rival

The cheat sheet slipped from Li Zhuo's sleeve, drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed safely on the ground.

Seeing that it was Li Zhuo, the others didn't dare to step forward to help.It's not that he can't fight, it's that he can't fight his father, how dare the school manager's son provoke him, or seven to one, and he won't talk about minutes.

This was the first time Jie Qingyang saw Li Zhuo fighting. He used to boast that he was the boss of the sophomore year. He was so awesome. He just listened to it and didn't pay attention to it.

Li Zhuo is not too tall, less than 1.8 meters. He usually looks cheerful and cheerful. He looks like a harmless livestock, stupid and rich, but when he fights, he looks like a different person. His expression is fierce and ruthless, and his tactics Skilled and neat, strong and heavy.

He pressed his feet across the opponent's legs, "Li Heigui, it hurts, what the hell, you are fucking sick, what the hell," Brother Yu held his head in defense for a while, trying to resist, his legs were subdued to death, and then Grabbing Li Zhuo with his hands, Li Zhuo has sharp eyes, quickly freed an elbow to press on his chest, dropped the stick with the other hand, and pulled his hair: "I will teach you today, you idiot, beat me up!" How should people be beaten?"

After speaking, he turned his head and smashed it to the ground.

There was a loud noise when it was smashed, accompanied by a scream.

Blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes, nose, and mouth.

Brother Yu was stunned. He felt that he couldn't, at least he shouldn't be like this. He was the head of the gym class anyway.

After the third hit, Jie Qingyang felt that enough was enough. Controlling violence with violence is straightforward, but it is not the best way after all, "Hei Pi, that's fine."

Li Zhuo pinched Brother Yu's head, and turned to Jie Qingyang, "Look clearly, this is my brother, Jie Qingyang, first in science grade, with a score of 700 every time, do you think you can match him?"

Jie Qingyang was stunned, and blushed unconsciously: Let's not talk about this at this time, is it possible?

The people around turned their attention to Jie Qingyang again, but who would have thought that the person who hit the teacher was actually a senior boss, who was so meddling in his own business.

Brother Yu was knocked dizzy, he didn't listen to anything, his eyes kept staring at the boy who was still kneeling beside him.

The boy seemed to know that Brother Yu was looking at him, and kept turning his head away, bowing his head in silence.

When the others heard Jie Qingyang loosen his mouth, they quickly echoed: "That's right, Brother Yu didn't know that Xueba knew you, otherwise the custody wouldn't move."

"Brother Heizi, this person really deserves to be beaten. Brother Yu is not the kind of person who strikes casually."

"Yes, brother Heizi, we will tell you about this in private later."

Li Zhuo didn't let go, "Brother Jie, are you satisfied?"

"I'm very satisfied." Originally, he wanted to say that whether he was satisfied or not had nothing to do with him. He was not the victim of campus violence, and he didn't let Li Zhuo beat anyone.But it seemed that he didn't know what was good or bad when he said it. The man Li Zhuo rescued him righteously, so he couldn't be ruthless.

Jie Qingyang saw that Brother Yu's face was covered in blood and was messy, and he was a little worried, so he slapped Li Zhuo's hand away lightly, supported Brother Yu's head, and moved closer to check the wound.

The blood was mixed with flesh, and he stretched out his fingers to touch it again.

The skin on the forehead was broken, the wound was not deep, and there was a little bruising, so it was not a big problem.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone turned to the rear at the same time.

He Zhixiu waited in the office for a long time but did not see Jie Qingyang and Li Zhuo coming to the office, so he was going to catch people in the classroom.

Passing Class [-] classrooms, he glanced inadvertently. A group of people squatted together and looked towards the center. In the middle, Jie Qingyang was holding the boy's head in his hands. The boy was lying on the ground, his training clothes were covered with dust. , legs huddled together, eyes sharp like a little tiger with a little fright.Beside it was a thick stick.

When Jie Qingyang saw He Zhixiu, he suddenly let go of his hand, Brother Yu's head slipped a little, and he remained rigid.

"It's not me." This was Jie Qingyang's subconscious voice, without passing through his clever brain.

Li Zhuo got up first, pointed at Brother Yu, "Mr. He, I beat this man." Then he pointed to the thin boy, "It wasn't me, they beat that man."

Jie Qingyang stared at the back of Li Zhuo's head, sobered up a lot, and slapped himself on the mouth, "They beat this boy, Li Zhuo and I passed by, and we acted bravely," He Zhixiu walked in unknowingly, squatting down to check Two people on the ground.

Seeing this, Jie Qingyang said again: "This injury is a bit serious. We were beaten all over by them when we came." He didn't know whether He Zhixiu would believe his words, but he felt that the other party should believe it, inexplicably Determined.

He Zhixiu picked up the boy, "I'll take him to the infirmary first, and you help the other one."

Others automatically give way.

Li Zhuo saw that He Zhixiu didn't lose his temper and blamed him, but tried his best to make up for it. He suddenly had a good impression of this teacher, and took the lead in taking action to help Brother Yu.

"Give me a hand," he said fiercely to the others, "it's so heavy, hurry up."

The younger brothers have been dumbfounded since the teacher appeared, and did not dare to make a sound, until they were woken up by the scolding, and rustled over to help Brother Yu.

Jie Qingyang stood where he was, watching He Zhixiu's figure carrying them away, and tilted his head slightly until he couldn't see their backs.

There were hog-killing cries from the infirmary, which could be heard from far away.

"Take it easy! Will you apply the medicine, or will you give me the medicine? I will wipe it myself!" Zhou Xinyu yelled fiercely at Li Zhuo, leaning his neck back against the head of the bed.

Li Zhuo pressed heavily on purpose, and even if he had a cotton swab, he had to wipe it with his hands.

"Don't force Lai Lai, the master rubs the medicine on you to respect you, shut your stinky mouth."

"Who the hell wants you to wipe it, whoever hit me when I was hurt," Zhou Xinyu hissed in pain, "This time you are playing dirty tricks, I can't beat you to death when I recover from my injury, hiss—Li Heizi, lighter."

"The injury is healed, you can't beat me, you can never beat me."

Li Zhuo and Zhou Xinyu are bastards who have played together since freshman year of high school. The relationship is good or bad, and they just do it when they meet.

They didn't know each other when they didn't fight at the beginning. They were the thorns in the first year of high school. Not long after they entered the campus, they had already formed their own teams.

So they looked for opportunities to suppress each other.

One day, Li Zhuo came out of the cafeteria after dinner. At that time, he was alone, and the other brothers were going back to the dormitory to play cards. As soon as he came out, he met Zhou Xinyu, a group of tall and powerful sports students.

He stopped him for no other reason, saying that he forgot to bring his meal card and asked Li Zhuo to treat him.

Li Zhuo laughed on the spot: Even if his mother came, he wouldn't dare to talk to him like that.

At the entrance of the cafeteria, a few people started talking, slowly arguing, arguing, and then yelling and cursing. The five of them took turns scolding, but they never scolded Li Zhuo.

It finally worked.

Li Zhuo is not as tall as them, but the beating is done to death, it doesn't matter how serious it is.

Picking up the stainless steel and iron shovel used for sweeping the floor next to him, he rushed forward one by one, and the others shunned knowingly. Only Zhou Xinyu was facing him with his bare hands.

Taking advantage of his height of 1.9 meters to avoid Li Zhuo's attack, he grabbed his hand and twisted it. The pain made Li Zhuo let go of his hand, and the shovel fell off.

Zhou Xinyu took the opportunity to suppress Li Zhuo's hands with his backhand, like capturing a prisoner.

When it was over, he bent down and taunted Li Zhuo a few words.

Other sports students also gathered around and applauded, and no one around dared to step forward and call for a stop.

Li Zhuo hunched his back, his arms were so painful that he almost lost consciousness, he was sweating, and the veins on his forehead burst out, but he didn't cry out for pain.

It can be said that Liu Zhuo's grades are not good, but it cannot be said that he is not good at fighting, and he cannot admit defeat in this area.

Zhou Xinyu kicked hard on the calf in the opposite direction, causing Zhou Xinyu to burst out of pain for a moment.

Li Zhuo threw him down, slapped him, and the two wrestled together. In the end, it was Chen Junhe who finished his meal. He originally wanted to stay away from this kind of fighting scene. Good students usually think that fighting is only for low-level animals that have not yet fully evolved. Use violence to solve the problem, but when you find out that the protagonist is Li Zhuo, it is different. First, you ask the students next to you to call the teacher, and then you rush in to separate them.

Li Zhuo and Zhou Xinyu sent their hands to the infirmary, then to the Academic Affairs Office, and finally went home to reflect and write a self-criticism.

This is even known.

Later, when Zhou Xinyu knew the other party's family background, he gave way more or less.

Because he was the only one who got a demerit for the crowd fighting in the cafeteria, and Li Zhuo had nothing to do with it.

Seeing that the other party was so sensible, Li Zhuo thought he had surrendered, and was happy to become friends with him, but the two of them would quarrel if they couldn't talk, and they could quarrel about anything.

Every time Zhou Xinyu gave way to him, seeing the other party blushing, he immediately shut up or left.

Friendship is maintained like this, the ship has not capsized, but the ship will break sooner or later.

Today is just a trigger, Li Zhuo has wanted to hit him for a long time.

Zhou Xinyu was annoyed, and pushed Li Zhuo away, "Go away, I don't want to see you!"

"That won't work, our class is still on the first floor, so we are destined." Li Zhuo put on the last coat vigorously, and screwed on the cap.

"I'm your father, I'm your father, shit," Zhou Xinyu was in so much pain that he could only relieve it by scolding Li Zhuo.

Li Zhuo wasn't angry either, "You just have to live with your mouth, anyway, I won't lose two pieces of meat, after all, I've got enough of my hands now, Brother Yu's body is awesome, he's trained very well, and he's very resistant to fighting haha."

Zhou Xinyu hated his teeth so much that he really wanted to jump up and beat him up. He was desperate, even if he was expelled from school, he would beat the flamboyant dog Bi Zizi all over the floor.

Reluctant to move, my whole body hurts.

"Hei Pi, is this place alright?" Jie Qingyang pushed open the door and saw a cheerful person standing in front of the hospital bed, and another person with a livid face, as if about to lose his temper.

Li Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay, look at how energetic he is, he is about to jump down and play double fight with me. Teacher He is over there, Brother Jie, have you gone to see it?" "Not yet."

Jie Qingyang handed Li Zhuo a copy of the breakfast he bought, Zhou Xinyu a copy, and there were three left in his hand.

"Let's go and have a look." Li Zhuo took a big bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "I think Mr. He is really good, don't be ashamed of cursing people anymore, Brother Jie, believe it or not, I'll make a bet for you, Mr. He will never Tell Zhao Dapao."

Jie Qingyang was very uncomfortable with Li Zhuo's betrayal, so he didn't answer for a while.

Whether He Zhixiu is good or not, how is it? If you don't say it, you already know it. Why, the soy milk in his mouth is tasteless.

"Brother Zhou, a violent student on campus, please beg me, I won't tell the Department of Political Affairs and Education." Before leaving, Li Zhuo felt disgusted at Zhou Xinyu, "Think about your lines and see how you perform later. Goodbye."

"I am your father, I am your father." Zhou Xinyu raged and brainwashed himself on the bed.