bad youth

I was silent for a while, and realized that this was Ye Jianxiong's good intentions. It would be a bit hypocritical to refuse, so I said, "Find a good reason, and don't strike too hard." If Xia Xue asks later, I can also clear it own responsibility.In a look of "everyone understands", everyone started drinking and chatting again, covering the matter lightly.Ye Jianxiong raised his glass and gave me a respectful volley.I also picked up the cup and touched it on the table as a return gift.

Two or three days later, we were playing cards in the classroom as usual, when we suddenly heard a noise in the corridor outside the door, as if the classroom door of another class had been kicked open.Everyone likes to watch the excitement, and they rushed out to see what was going on.As soon as the door was opened, there were dozens of dedicated students standing in the corridor, among which the most eye-catching one was the mustache Qin Bo!My heart skipped a beat, and I thought: You have made a move.Looking at the next class again, a person has been dragged out of it, his face is covered with blood, and he has been beaten to death.The book-burning men in our class yelled and rushed up, because it was their boss Cyclops who was beaten.Just as they rushed over, Mustache waved, and the freshmen swarmed up, and suddenly fell silent.

Cyclops was lying on the ground panting, and there were more than a dozen of his brothers lying next to him, but this time someone took the blame.Cyclops was an upper-middle-class force in the second year of the junior college, and Mustache chose to attack him, obviously to test the depth of the water and see how the second grader would react.I didn't plan to help, but I just wanted to make Cyclops hate Mustache more, so that when I contact him in private, I can succeed.So I just watched with cold eyes, and the sophomores standing in the corridor also watched with cold eyes.

Seeing the single-minded freshmen bullying come to the door, but so many second-year students are indifferent, they are really insensitive and walking dead.I sighed in my heart, but I could only watch helplessly, let the mustache be arrogant for a while.

The mustache was really arrogant, he glanced at the surrounding second-year junior high school students with his arrogant eyes, and after making sure that no one would make a move to fight the injustice, he looked at the one-eyed dragon lying on the ground.Then, he squatted down slowly and patted Cyclops' cheek with his hand.

"You're awesome." Mustache said arrogantly, "You stepped on me in the cafeteria, pretended you didn't see it, and left?"

"I really... I didn't see it, and I don't remember it..." Cyclops panted, feeling very pitiful.In fact, he didn't need to say this at all, because the mustache was here to find fault, and it didn't matter whether he stepped on his foot or not.

"Didn't see it?" Mustache said angrily, "It's only one eye and you don't look carefully? Why don't you blind it together!" Then he pulled his blindfold for a long, long time, and there was a "bang" Put it back.The blindfold hit Cyclops' eyes, and he rolled on the ground in pain.A burst of laughter erupted from the surroundings, some dedicated and some specialized.I sighed and looked at them, thinking that it’s all right to be single-minded, but what does it mean to be happy with the second?Mustache will deal with you next!But they obviously didn't expect this, they just followed the blind music, laughing and laughing endlessly.

Mustache obviously hadn't played enough, so he took off the eyepatch from the one-eyed dragon, twirled it around his finger, and said triumphantly: "It turns out that your eye is not blind, it's just a squint. Why are you wearing a squint eye patch, pretending to be a pirate?" Who are you scaring?" This squint eye was originally a lingering pain in Cyclops's life, and now he was ridiculed in public by Mustache, of course he couldn't bear it anymore, and broke out the deepest fighting spirit in his heart!With a muffled roar, the one-eyed dragon suddenly sprang up from the ground, roaring like a wild wolf, and rushed towards the mustache, bumping its head against the mustache's chest.The mustache fell to the ground and cursed: "Damn it, beat that squinting eye to death!" Dozens of people around rushed towards the one-eyed dragon, drowning his roar in an instant...

There were bursts of shouts erupting around, it was a sound mixed with emotions such as excitement, arrogance, and gloating.No one thinks that this disaster will befall them sooner or later, and they always feel that as long as it has nothing to do with them, they can watch the fun with peace of mind.Mustache shouted among the crowd: "If you dare to offend me, Qin Bo, you will die!"I couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and entered the class, Li Xiaojie and the others followed me in.

The class was empty, and everyone ran out to watch the excitement. "Damn, this mustache is too arrogant." "Everyone else is sick, so follow suit." "When the mustache hits them again in a few days, it won't be so frightening!" Gossiping, especially Wen Xin scolded the most, the mustache was almost useless in his mouth.

Soon, the calm outside slowly returned, the students in the class came back, and those few book-burning boys also came in with a disheartened look on their faces, as if they hadn't eaten like this for a long time.Everyone went on doing their own thing, and no one took it seriously.The few book-burning men lost their former comfort, and when they got together, they didn't say a word, and sighed after a while.No one cares about them. It's normal to be beaten in the vocational college. Who will help them get ahead?The other party is a newly promoted boss who is in the limelight, invincible, and has almost hundreds of brothers.A few of us also continued to play cards, pretending to be indifferent to this matter.

This was all within my expectations, so I wasn't too surprised.A day passed by, and Mustache's name had spread, and he became a hot new star among the people.I turned a deaf ear to all this and turned a blind eye to it. When I was not playing cards, I read books. I had almost finished reading the "Silver Age" that Yuan Xiaoyi lent me.

When I returned to the dormitory at night, I fetched water and washed my feet as usual. Everything was in order.After the lights were turned off, Aaron Kwok, oh no, you can't keep calling him by nicknames, after all, he's in a dormitory, so let's just call him by his first name——Zhang Qi.Zhang Qi told me that their boss, Black Spider, came looking for me.Candles were already lit in the dormitory, and the black spider walked in, and I got up to greet him.

"Brother Hao, is it time to act?" Black Spider asked me.

I nodded: "The razor plan can be implemented." Then I let the others stay in the dormitory and went out with the black spider.

Just the two of us, it's not easy to do things when there are too many people.

After the lights are turned off in the male dormitory of the vocational college, most of them will light candles or alcohol lamps.Some people do it for the convenience of drinking and chatting, while others do it for taking drugs and smoking noodles.Such scenes are commonplace, and I am not surprised. Fortunately, Li Xiaojie and the others don't touch that thing, otherwise I really don't know what to do.When Black Spider and I came out, we were naturally going to find Cyclops.Cyclops is a foreign student, so he also lives in the dormitory.The dormitory is not far away, and we will arrive soon.

Pushing open the door, I saw Cyclops sitting on the head of the bed, holding a straw to his nose, concentrating on sucking something, with a look of enjoyment on his face.I coughed lightly, Cyclops put down the tool in his hand, raised his head and looked at me in confusion: "Brother Hao?"

Everyone else in the dormitory was silent, and Black Spider said, "You all go out, we have something to talk to Cyclops."

The dormitory was quickly emptied, Cyclops raised the tool in his hand and said, "Brother Hao, can you get some?"

I shook my head: "No need." When I went to see him again, he was still bruised and swollen, with several bloody gashes on his head, and his whole body was dirty, and he didn't clean up after the beating, which meant that he was about to give up on himself. ?

Cyclops put the tools aside and said with a wry smile, "I never thought I would be the first to suffer, oh..."

Some time ago, I lobbied them, saying that Zhuanyi’s mustache would step on our Zhuaner, and hoped that everyone could unite to deal with him, but they all rejected him unanimously, and the most common excuse was naturally: "You may not come to me. Trouble."

But "not necessarily" itself is full of possibilities, and now Cyclops has become the first unlucky student.

"How about it, do you want revenge?" I sat down and said straight to the point.

"Hey, why don't you want to?" Cyclops touched his blindfold and said with a wry smile: "I want to kill that bastard in my dreams. But there is no way. He has great power, many brothers, and hard fists. There is nothing you can do about him." .”

"It's good to be able to think about revenge. It's much better than admitting defeat after being beaten."

"Hey, what's the matter with thinking about revenge? I only have a dozen brothers, and I can't beat others at all."

"Hey, don't I have more than a dozen brothers?" I looked at him with a smile.

Cyclops looked at me in surprise.Although there is only one eye, this "surprise" still looks particularly surprised.

"Are you willing to help me?!" Cyclops said this in surprise.

"Yes." I nodded.

Cyclops was even more surprised, and patted his head vigorously, as if he was wondering if he had attracted too many fans and had hallucinations?

In this place of the Vocational College, it has always been their own affairs, not interacting with each other, and no one will care about others, just live their own lives.The bosses are nodding acquaintances when they meet, and it's fine if they don't fight under normal circumstances.Cyclops was beaten, and no one even came to comfort him, and in this case, no one would offend Mustache.I offered to help Cyclops, and it was normal for him to have such a surprised reaction.

"Why?" Cyclops asked, "Why are you willing to help me?"

"I've said that, I don't like to see someone so arrogant."

Cyclops smiled: "Brother Hao is a good man."

"I'm not a good person." I said, "This is a battle of reputation, which involves the battle of our second graders. Let me ask you, I'm willing to shave your mustache for you, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, of course!" Cyclops said, "There is a chance for revenge, why not do it?"