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Cold Noodle Shura

When Xu Ziqin put the bluetooth earphones in his ears, a mischievous boy scraped him from his side and dropped one.Just as he was about to curse, the little boy turned into an alley and disappeared without a trace.

With no one to scold, the young master had no choice but to swallow his anger.

But it was raining all night, and the earphone on the right that I finally found was cracked open, and a few strands of wires were blowing in the wind.

"What a crap!" He should have guessed that the "miser" Wang Zijie was not a man, and he couldn't give any expensive birthday presents, so he could only patiently throw the earphones into the trash can.

This is the first time that apart from the young master's sick leave, he and his cheap cousin go to school separately. Because of the sentence "your father's other son sits at the same table as yours" last night, the two of them had a cold war to the point that Xu Ziqin even covered his homework tightly. Yan Shishi, sleeping in his arms, not giving his cousin any opportunity to copy.

He didn't sleep well last night, and he always felt that someone was throwing his quilt to play hooligans in the middle of the night.

Ever since Xu Shangwan passed away, Qin Yang felt that the nanny was incompetent and inconsiderate, so he gave Aunt Sun a two-month paid leave with a wave of his hand, and all the housework in the family fell on the shoulders of the coolie king.

From laundry, mopping the floor, to cooking and washing dishes, everything is done by one hand, but this morning before dawn, his aunt was called by his uncle in the factory to go to the port to wait for a batch of imported goods, and the three children in the family could only have breakfast Forage outside.

In Experiment [-], there was a snack street outside that was not clean, and the taste was not bad.

In the past, after school, Xu Ziqin and Lao Jin ate a bucket of soup made from an egg at school. When they were holding toothpicks outside, they would always wander around and eat some toothpick meat, squid on iron plates and so on.

But recently, this street is not peaceful. There are always gangsters hiding in the back kitchen and toilets, smoking, gambling and fighting.

But unexpectedly, there was a lot of thunder and little rain. Experiment No. [-] Middle School had always been the backbone of the escort to Qingbei. The school leaders believed that this matter involved the school's reputation and rankings, so they did not dare to hit it hard. Instead, it became connivance in disguise.

Xu Ziqin was not afraid of these little bastards.

He is cowardly, but he has a great reputation. Everyone in the city does not know that his family is rich and his grades are still No. 1. To provoke him is like self-declaring his family and bringing about his own destruction.

"Two alum-free fritters, and a cup of freshly ground soymilk should be sugar-free." When he scanned the QR code, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the hot oil in the rolling pan, which was black and shiny, and the tumbling oil bubbles were still floating with black residue. I don't know how long it has been recycled. .

He raised his eyes and saw that the boss's face was haggard and his eyes retracted.

Seeing the dirty hands packing, I lost any appetite.

He suddenly remembered that he was in the snack street outside the school, not in a convenience store or a chain breakfast restaurant, and there was no way to complain.

Forget it...

The ice particles that floated the day before yesterday turned into goose feathers, and last night when he went to walk the Shiba Inu of Mrs. Jin in the small garden opposite, the snow had only half melted.

The snow on the ground today was piled up into sporadic lumps by the brooms of the school sanitation aunt, and when the sun shone, the school path became wet and turned into a cat with a painted face.

Because of his blocked nose, his mind was muddled, and he stepped on snow several times.Fortunately, people are quick-witted and the soles of the shoes don't get wet. Otherwise, after wearing wet shoes for a day, they will really have to hang a bottle tomorrow.

The second class of the second year of high school was still very lively, and it was not until Xu Ziqin entered the door that the scene became cold.The young master knew it was because of Xu Shangwan.

He tossed the warm fried dough sticks and soy milk to the next table, and when he sat down to tidy up the tables and chairs, he remembered that his deskmate had changed hands, so he had to put all the greasy things into his book pocket angrily, lying on his stomach. Catch up on sleep.

"Hey!" Wang Zijie yelled a few times and didn't answer. He kicked the leg of his chair and Xu Ziqin jumped three feet in shock. Going to persuade a fight will hurt the innocent."

Oh……

Xu Ziqin's drowsiness disappeared, and he glanced at the empty space on the right, not in the mood to listen to his nonsense.

"Aren't you worried?" Cousin slapped his sleepy Chinese book, "Do you know Huangbeizi Lane? It's connected to the snack street outside, just around the corner, and guards were pulled up on the way here." Line, the police came one after another, [-]% of it is a criminal case.”

One of the great pleasures of his cousin's life is to open his eyes to his innocent little cousin Peacock, and he can get results from the information he collected from the gossip women and old aunts in the streets and his bragging. crushed self-esteem.

There are still 10 minutes to ring the bell. Xu Ziqin is the representative of the Chinese class. According to the preferences of the Chinese teacher and head teacher Da Ya, a new book recommendation will be sent to her every week before class, and the class will be read to improve the knowledge of the students.

This week he recommended Yu Hua's "Wencheng".

Of course, it is also necessary to turn on the projector and prepare courseware.

"Damn it! Classmates, big news!" Liu Shen snatched Pulse from Xue Xi, the school committee, and took a sip, "Do you know that Yucai is a new transfer in our class?"

"Nonsense!" Big Mouth struggled to fly a book on his head, "Yesterday Wang Zijie cried like he was broken up when he moved his seat, aren't you kidding me?"

"Get lost!" Liu Shen threw the book away, and the book turned a corner on the way, fell on Xu Ziqin's head, was chopped by the young master, and flew back, "I just went to count the buckets of water in our class, guess what? what did you see?"

Seeing everyone scattered like birds and beasts, Liu Shen didn't show any curiosity at all, so Liu Shencai didn't let it go: "I saw that bastard Yucai just stepped into the office, and several cold-faced policemen came back, with recording pens and notebooks in his hands. It's like trying a prisoner."

Liu Shen pretended to be mysterious: "And! I heard that the gangster's family lived in Huangbeizi Lane, less than 50 meters away from the scene of the crime. I heard from Huang Yingyin, the third class next door, that she was attending a training class near the school that night and saw it with her own eyes. The bastard has a blood-licking knife in his hand!"

"Really? Damn! Did that bastard really kill someone? That's awesome!"

"The police have come to the door, can there be a fake?"

"Don't you have to send it to the juvenile prison? Do you still dare to enter our class?"

The news was originally false, but after 10 minutes of the first class, the teacher was still there, so I contacted the police to investigate the case.

Xu Ziqin heard his cheap cousin arguing with Banhua Huang Dan from behind: "The little bastard is already in prison, and Da Ya is taking a statement, and he won't be back for a while."

Xu Ziqin: ...

If Huang Yingyin's words can be believed, roosters can lay eggs.

Xu Ziqin went to the city to participate in the calligraphy and painting competition with Huang Yingyin from the third class last semester, and the great master told him righteously: "Do you know? Hawking said that Qin Shihuang is actually not dead."

Xu Ziqin: ...

"It's because he was locked up in the imperial mausoleum and couldn't get out. It is said in "Supplements of Relics" that Qin Shihuang crossed the East China Sea and extracted relevant ingredients from meteorites to make an elixir of life."

Xu Ziqin's unconstrained thoughts were taken back by the director of the class inspection: "I heard your class chattering from the other side of the toilet, is it going to turn upside down? Your head teacher is big... Teacher Ling is dealing with the enrollment of new students, and it has delayed some time. You should study by yourself first. !"

When the director turned his head, he could see the Mediterranean style.

Everyone suffocated their laughter, only cousin Xu Ziqin couldn't hold back his laughter and lost his breath.

"Wang Zijie, look at your cousin in front of you. He is three days younger than you. How can one be the first in the class and the other the last? How did your family's genes become recessive from you?"

The laughter that was finally suppressed was lightly poked by these words, and everyone was startled, and the whole class was rocked with laughter.

"Director!" Wang Zijie raised his head, "Then the newly transferred bastard... Is Yucai's student related to the murder?"

He has good eyesight, and he can't engage in school discrimination, so he swallowed the word "gangster" abruptly.

This time, the second class stared at the director with scorching eyes.News about this group of students spread all over the sky, and it was impossible to hide it, but it was true, so he could only nod perfunctorily.

The police car parked at the gate of the school already made people panic, and the murder scene was across the street from the school, so the matter could not be suppressed anymore, but the police were still investigating. All he could do was to say "Quiet", and he disappeared in a hurry.

Class [-] and Class [-] of high school were completely blown up.

If you don't speak, doesn't that mean you acquiesce?

What's more, the school has a precedent of suppressing fights for the sake of reputation before, this time it is a murder case, once it turns out that it is a student of Experimental No. [-] Middle School, which blind junior high school graduate would dare to apply for No. [-] Middle School?

There are heated discussions around, what about the juvenile murderer and the unsolved headless female corpse case are all blamed on the little bastard. Even the young master with a sound mind and normal cognitive ability almost believes it is true.

He even dared to lift his father's coffin at the funeral, and even broke a leg according to Wang Zhizhi. How could it be impossible for a gangster from childhood to adulthood to stab a knife?

The faint light in the morning scattered a few beams from the blinds, and the wind outside the window made the leaves of the camphor tree sway, until a thin figure stood on his right, his wandering gaze suddenly narrowed.

The elongated skeleton made the young man's figure slim but powerful, with well-defined fingers and joints, and a copper ring on his wrist, which seemed to be engraved with some kind of charm to suppress evil spirits.

When I sat down, a gust of wind rushed over, carrying an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Are the police interrogating suspects so fast now?He unconsciously stared sideways at him a few times, and felt more and more that this man had an uncontrollable hostility.

Like a natural born murderer.

By the way, this familiar breath is the perverted murderer in the movie.

The classmate "Murderer" looked at him, and he was instantly killed, with no aura, so he retracted his neck resentfully, turned his eyes back and looked down at the book.

The tablemate's eyes were killing people, as if he suddenly remembered that he was sleepy, so he turned his head and lay down to catch up on sleep.

Xu Ziqin didn't dare to move his hands, for fear that this Shura would kill his relatives righteously.Unfortunately, when Shura lay down, he pressed the sleeves of his school uniform. The young master couldn't scream or hit him, so he could only stay as still as a stake, waiting for him to wake up.

The sun was pouring down, and there was a new scar from the back of Bai Jiang's head to the side of his face that had just scabbed over. Because the profile of his face was blocked, it was impossible to tell how long this scar lasted. .

When Bai Jiang just entered the door, the students were silent. Everyone waited for the protagonist to sleep and breathe evenly, and then some people dared to look at him without fear of life and death.

All the oncoming eyes were "Fuck! Xu Ziqin is so awesome, he died generously".

Throwing a note in front of the young master, the ant knew it was his cousin at a glance.

[My Buddha is merciful, if I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell. 】

Behind it is a huge gesture of clasping hands together and piously praying for blessings.

The Eldest Young Master gave his cousin a kick, but not as hard as before, for fear that his movement would disturb Shura next door to upgrade.

Five minutes before the end of get out of class, the head teacher Da Ya came in with his mouth covered.Before entering the door, I greeted a policeman with a smile, obviously just finished talking about the progress of the case.

The young master heard Fei Jin say on WeChat that Da Ya was slippery on the road during the New Year's Day and broke his front tooth. As long as he spoke, he would leak air, which made everyone laugh wildly.

But because the new students showed such a big majesty as soon as they came here today, no one dared to laugh, and everyone dared not even speak out.

"New classmate Bai Jiang, let's get along well in the future." When Da Ya cast a glance at Bai Jiang who was sleeping soundly, Fei Jin, who was sitting at Shura's front desk, felt his back shiver.

Sleeping in Da Ya's class, even if you want to die, you don't know how to find a comfortable and happy death.

Everyone wanted to see the majestic demeanor of Da Ya Sha Sha, a talented and educated gangster, even the young master showed joy: I can't cure you, so why not Da Ya Sha Sha?

...Facts have proved that Da Ya is really not good.

The jaws of a group of people dropped in shock.

"Something happened to the new classmate recently, let him catch up on sleep."

all the classmates:? ?

Xu Ziqin:? ?

The dean avoided it, and the homeroom teacher treated each other with kind words. On the first day, the accusation of Bai Jiang as a "juvenile murderer" was deeply ingrained in the hearts of the whole class. No one dared to leave the desks that were originally separated by two In the middle, they can go around as far as they can.

Other students can hide far away, but where can the young master hide?

You can't pass the stupid [-]th line, right?

It was as if he was really afraid of him.In fact, he was really afraid.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the bloody thing is that he and this "juvenile murderer" are brothers, or even bloodier half-brothers.

This great god sleeps deeply and breathes very shallowly, and only when he is very close can he hear his faint grunting.

He fell asleep for two classes with the eyes of the two teachers looking like knifes, and he didn't even go to the exercise between classes, so that the young master could only follow along.

"Goo..." My stomach rumbled again, this is the fifth time.

The young master couldn't bear it in math class, even if he died, he couldn't be a starving ghost.

He pushed, but the other party was unmoved.

The young master focused his attention and increased his strength, the other party finally moved his head, glaring at the young master with sharp eyes, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted the sleeves that had been pressed for two classes.

When taking out the soy milk fritters, Xu Ziqin realized that there was a love heart drawn with an ink pen on the soy milk cup, and he didn't know who was looking for trouble.

After being pushed and shoved by him, Bai Jiang lost his sleepiness, wiped off the sweat that flowed out, and stretched domineeringly.

The deep-fried dough sticks turned soft into steamed buns, and the soy milk turned into ice water. The young master lost his appetite as soon as he took a bite: "It's unpalatable!"

With the help of the teacher's skills in writing trigonometric functions on the blackboard, he kneaded fried dough sticks into balls and prepared a big shot with soy milk. The target point was the trash can at the back of the classroom.

As soon as I aimed, I heard a sharp and harsh sound of the legs of the chair next door rubbing against the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a fist was swung over.

"Damn it!" Bai Jiang cursed, glaring angrily at Xu Ziqin who was knocked down by a fist and fell to the ground.

It's that murderous look.