Back in high school, I attacked my rival

By the time Jie Qingyang went out, the sophomore year of high school was already over.

This group of bastards are active holiday thieves.

He first sent a message to Li Zhuo, asked where he was, and went to find him himself.

Li Zhuo posted a location.

It's not too far from the school, but it's a bit remote. Their school is private, and it's not in the central city. It's backed by the outer ring of the suburbs, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery is very good and the air is fresh. That's why the mother insists on sending them here. s reason.

But why didn't Yan Jiajia go home and go to such a place during the holiday?

After a while, he received another text message on his mobile phone, "Call more people over, hurry up!" He hurriedly called, but after repeated calls several times, he couldn't get through, and the other party turned off his phone.

Just a few steps out of the school gate, who is it called?School guards, or call the police?

Neither was inclined, mainly because he didn't understand the situation. He turned back to the school gate and happened to meet Zhou Xinyu who was holding a basketball in one hand and a bag in the other.

Tall, tough, and strong.

"Zhou Xinyu!" He waved his hands enthusiastically.

Zhou Xinyu couldn't laugh at the culprit who caused him to be beaten, so he sullenly asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'm sure you'd be happy to tell you something."

Zhou Xinyu: "I don't want to hear it."

"About Li Zhuo."

About Li Zhuo, he was willing to listen, Zhou Xinyu said: "Is he dead?"

"It's about the same." Jie Qingyang said seriously: "He seems to have been beaten by someone. Let me call more people. It is said that there are many people on the opposite side. Li Zhuo is in danger. I don't know you very well." Where?" Zhou Xinyu's eyes lit up, "I'll call more people right away."

Jie Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, it would be better to catch up sooner than later, Zhou Xinyu and Li Zhuo are very attractive people in the school, they are neither enemies nor friends, but most of the time they play the role of bad friends, most of their friends are coincident.

So it's best to call him.

He quickly reported the address to Zhou Xinyu.

Zhou Xinyu walked to the wall and put the ball and bag at his feet.

"Hey, Gouzi, where are you? Come here, Li Zhuo was beaten, let's go to watch the battle, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, grandson, someone has finally cleaned up, yes, come on, I'll send you the address."

"Old Wang, come on, Li Zhuo is about to be beaten to death, and I won't be arrogant anymore, yes, come on..."

"... From now on, it will be our world, and this moment must be witnessed by everyone, remember to come..."

Jie Qingyang grinned at the side, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles. It didn't seem like he was going to help, but like helping the other party to take Li Zhuo's life together.

Li Zhuo, don't blame brother, I apologize to you first, you didn't make it clear, you just asked me to call someone, the enemy is also a human.

A familiar figure flashed before his eyes.

"Teacher He!"

He Zhixiu was still in school, Yan Jiajia didn't go out with him.

"I was just looking for you."

Seeing that it was a teacher, Zhou Xinyu immediately covered his phone and looked at it vigilantly. Thinking that it was already a holiday, he boldly continued calling for someone.

Jie Qingyang walked over, "Are you looking for me?"

He Zhixiu's eyes were rare and gentle, and he showed a faint smile, which made people's vision dizzy, "Well, didn't you say to watch a movie at 9.30?"

Jie Qingyang scratched his head, and remembered what he had said casually half a month ago when he tried his best to close the relationship between the two. To be honest, he forgot that he had to prepare for the monthly exam in the past half a month, his friends quarreled, and he lived in dire straits every day. In contrast, when getting along with He Zhixiu, he was relatively relaxed and comfortable. He didn't have to pretend to be a student, confront him tit for tat, and no matter how provocative he was, the other party would not get angry.

Seeing his appearance, He Zhixiu frowned, "Did you forget?" Then he murmured, no wonder.

"No, I have something urgent to do today." Jie Qingyang looked back at Zhou Xinyu.

He Zhixiu followed his gaze, took a deep look, and said calmly, "Oh, see you then."

Jie Qingyang thought of something, grabbed He Zhixiu who was about to leave, "Teacher He, don't leave."

"Accompany me somewhere first."

Jie Qingyang felt that Zhou Xinyu was very unreliable and wanted to take the opportunity to avenge the previous incident, and he was worried about Li Zhuo's side, he couldn't wait, he couldn't afford it.

He didn't care whether He Zhixiu answered or not, so he took the other's arm and walked quickly to the other side of the alley.

"What are you going to do?"

Jie Qingyang said all at once: "Help me fight."

Once the words come out, something is wrong.

In fact, it wasn't a real fight, just being beaten and killed by Zhou Xinyu's mouth was completely misleading.

The key is that the people around him are rivals in love, and they are even teachers. Hiss, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

"No, I..." His mouth suddenly became clumsy uncontrollably.

"Mr. He, I don't mean to ask you to help me fight, it's not mainly me," He Zhixiu flatly rebuffed, "Well, needless to say, I'll help you."

"??" Jie Qingyang's long eyelashes blinked slowly, and his eyes were dazed. He was a little confused, but He Zhixiu agreed.

Why do you agree.

It should not be educated in situ.That's what a teacher should do.

"Teacher He, you," He Zhixiu flicked his hand away, rolled up his sleeves self-consciously, revealing his fair and delicate wrist, tilted his head and said softly to him, "Change your name."

Dizziness.

There is only this feeling, now!

He was stupid, and called out without thinking, "Brother."

"Pfft," He Zhixiu patted his head, "very good." It was the first time.

Jie Qingyang looked away, and his consciousness gradually returned to normal. When this kind of person laughs, no one in a radius of ten miles can resist it, so it is not to blame that he lost his mind just now.

Like thin ice meeting the warm sun, only spring is left.

He suddenly understood that those nymphomaniacs in the class went to class every day to get the attention of this handsome guy.

"You really want to fight for me?" Jie Qingyang slowed down.

"Ah."

Jie Qingyang: "There may be many people on the other side, but there may be only the two of us here."

He Zhixiu narrowed his eyes slightly, touched his jaw with his hand, "That's better."

"What's the matter? I don't know how they died. Maybe no one has collected the body for us yet. I'm afraid when I think about it."

He Zhixiu's smile became more obvious, and he said solemnly, "Well, I'm afraid I'll just hide behind."

This person is too arrogant, Jie Qingyang was completely defeated by him.

The place Li Zhuo was talking about was an old skating rink. The indoor venue was not big, less than half the playground of the school, and there were cracks in some places. In the early years, nostalgic rock music filled every corner. He wanted to find a cotton block. ear.

Looking at all kinds of people sliding by, looking for Li Zhuo.

He shouldn't be allowed to play here lively and restlessly, and Li Zhuo doesn't like skating either.

So he looked for He Zhixiu's figure in a blink of an eye, wanting to go out, he was negotiating with the boss.

He obediently stood at the gate and waited.

"Know something?"

The two went out of the skating rink together.

He Zhixiu said, "Why does Li Zhuo follow others when he has nothing to do?"

"My fault. I asked him to follow Yan Jiajia. I was the one to follow. Unexpectedly, a few minutes before the holiday, Lao Zhao sent me to the office."

"It's right in front, that man lives near here." He Zhixiu stepped a little faster, and put his elbow on Jie Qingyang, putting him in a controllable position behind him.

The skating rink is surrounded by residential buildings, which are old and dilapidated, no more than three floors, built a long time ago, the ground is also some gravel, garbage, and the environment is harsh.

After a few steps, there were some faint voices coming from a large factory building.

He Zhixiu stopped him, "I'm going to communicate, don't go in."

"How can I do that, he..." Jie Qingyang choked up for a moment, Teacher He, He Zhixiu, brother, it doesn't feel right to call him anything, so he simply skipped the address, "It's because of me, so I have to go."

Unable to argue, He Zhixiu didn't say anything.

The two of them single-handedly kicked the door and rushed in.

I thought it would be a big fight, but the result? ? ?

A group of people, more than a dozen, playing cards, eating, watching movies, making a fuss.

And Li Zhuo was thrown on the bed with his hands and feet tied, with his head facing the table, watching others play cards, and pointing his mouth from time to time.

"It was supposed to explode just now, don't hesitate," Li Zhuo said regretfully.

The man looked remorseful: "Yes, I will listen to you in the future, and listen to you."

"This hand is good to draw." Li Zhuo's eyes sparkled.

"I'm really lucky today. I'll listen to you. What comes first?"

Because they were making too much noise, a dozen people looked at them in unison.

Li Zhuo was the first to react, and shouted excitedly, "Brother Jie, you're finally here," but looking at the people next to him, his voice gradually faded away, "Why, congratulations, teacher?"

Where is the person with?Just this one, or teacher?

The two stared at each other.

No one can understand what the other party means, what is going on?

Hongmao, who was squatting on the ground repairing a big motorcycle, was thirty years old, but his eyes were very tender, and there was light in their sockets.

He picked up the dirty rag on the ground to wipe his hands, and said to He Zhixiu, "You are here to redeem him? You can take him away for 2000 yuan."

He Zhixiu snorted coldly, "Three thousand."

Hongmao's footsteps were almost unsteady, he was looking at people coming, the person in front of him had an extraordinary temperament, extraordinary clothes, he was a fastidious person, he should be very rich, but he didn't expect that he was not only rich but also an idiot.

"WeChat or cash?"

Jie Qingyang turned sideways and whispered: "What are you doing, why did you give him money, and you brought the money?"

He Zhixiu raised his hand and stroked Qingyang's soft hair, "Stand back."

Jie Qingyang was completely unaware of the other party's similar intimacy, "I don't, Uncle Red, my brother didn't do anything, why should you kidnap someone, you are breaking the law."

He felt like he was talking nonsense.

"He's following us and trying to steal our industry secrets." Some little brats shouted.

"Sneaky, he's breaking the law."

Li Zhuo complained, "Brother Jie, I told the wrong person. I explained it thousands of times, but he just didn't listen. He just repairs a motorcycle. What kind of industry secrets does he have?" He shouldn't have believed that Li Zhuo could do good things. Qingyang sighed several times in his heart, but suddenly a loud slap shook the small workshop.

"Who are you looking down on by saying this?" Just now, when they were friendly and cooperative poker players, they just slapped Li Zhuo in the face.

Li Zhuo was dumbfounded, and maintained this posture for a long time, five red marks immediately appeared on the young master's face.