Beyond The Outline

Shao Zhan didn't seem to have any traces of fighting. When the light and shadow moved, the light in the corridor was staggered, and the boy slowly walked to the side of the few people lying on the ground.

Several people on the ground kept making "ouch" sounds while clutching their stomachs.

When Shao Zhan turned around, Xu Sheng saw that "self" was not hurt, but very light, and the corners of his mouth were scratched a bit by the "tool of crime" the other party was holding.

This scene.

This light.

This gangster-like ending.

The words "bad teenagers, gathering people to fight" are completely interpreted to the extreme.

Shao Zhan's move, others also followed.

Zhang Feng put down the bald broom in his hand. After his enthusiasm faded, he felt that he was really frustrated. Especially under the suppression of the aura of the master in front of him, his behavior seemed even more embarrassing. He asked in a daze, "The fight is over. ?"

Zhang Feng: "So fast, it takes only a few minutes..."

This is exactly the same as the rumors!

It seems that this kind of rumors can sometimes be trusted!

Zhang Feng received too much shock, and he added in his heart, no, this **** feels more cruel than the rumors, Xu Sheng really deserves to be Xu Sheng! !

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng realized that compared to finishing the incident so quickly, the other thing placed in front of him was obviously more weird. He looked at the stairs.

"Shao Zhan" is standing face to face with him at the moment. He is standing face to face with him. He is wearing the No. 6 uniform, but with two buttons unbuttoned, which is more than before. Kind of random.

Zhang Feng was dumbfounded. This encounter really came suddenly. Who can tell him why Xueshen appeared in such a place at this time? !

Zhang Feng: "Xueshen, you...you also come to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet?"

Xu Sheng's mind was also very confused, and he was as confused as Zhang Feng.

There are many rumors outside of him, and his unruly behavior is true, but some of them are nonsense, especially the most famous five-to-one. I don't know which neuropathy came from.

Xu Sheng thought of this and looked at the five "corpses" on the ground.

Xu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, he was a little confused and desperate. He released the armrest: "No, I have something to do with him."

Zhang Feng: "?"

Xu Shenglai had imagined many situations before.

For example, seeing "self" lying on the ground, being beaten violently, with a swollen nose and swollen nose.

Or maybe I have already found a chance to slip away.

Among these countless kinds of conjectures, only one fits the situation in front of him: Shao Zhanzhen picks five people and beats them up.

…

After Xu Sheng finished speaking, he didn't care what Zhang Shengeng thought, and asked Shao Zhan directly: "Are you okay."

Shao Zhan also happened to look for him and said it was good for three minutes. As a result, this person has only arrived now, and his expression is not very good: "You can come more slowly."

Shao Zhan didn't want to fight, he thought of no less than three plans before he pushed open the Internet cafe to get out of the door. However, once he went out, the opposite party directly fisted up, and there was no room for maneuver.

Xu Sheng was so tired to rush over, but after all, it was something that caused Shao Zhan to be unkind.

"Lao Meng asked me to talk a few more words," Xu Sheng bends down slightly, now speaking with pant, and speaks as calmly as possible: "Look.

I'll be here when the news arrives. "

news?

Are these two friends still added?

So after Zhang Feng received several violent shocks within a period of time, he ushered in the strongest blow. He watched Xueshen finished speaking, and then the two went down the stairs together.

What the **** is going on, when did their relationship become so good?

⊕Papaya Huang reminds that "This question is super outline" will be updated in fantasy literature for the first time, remember the domain name ⊕

Zhang Feng couldn't figure it out. Other classmates in the Internet cafe were calling him. He scratched his head without thinking: "Here, come, wait for me."

There is a convenience store not far downstairs.

This convenience store has a good reputation among the sixth middle school students. Because it’s not far from the school, and besides selling snacks and groceries, it also sells sushi rolls and box lunches for students who eat at school during the weekdays, so many students usually come to patronize at noon or after school.

After a long time, a small dining area has been specially opened in the store-the so-called dining area is a simple dining table and a few chairs added to the door and window.

There are very few students coming and going at this point. When Xu Sheng pulled Shao Zhan and opened the door, there was no one in the dining area.

Xu Sheng: "You sit there and wait, I'll buy medicine."

Shao Zhan raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips: "No need, a small injury."

Compared to this basically negligible wound, he wanted to figure out what was going on in the Internet cafe first.

As he said, he went straight to grab Xu Sheng's school uniform collar, and brought the people back without seriousness: "First explain. Those people, who are they here, what are they here for."

Xu Sheng didn’t think it was a minor injury, especially when the face was still his own: “It may be a minor injury to you, but it’s not a minor injury to me. If you don’t handle it well, it will leave scars and hurt me. Image."

"..."

"So," Xu Sheng pointed to the dining area, "find a place to sit."

Xu Sheng found a bottle of iodophor on the shelf and took another bag of cotton swabs. Considering that they had not had time to eat after school, Xu Sheng grabbed two sushi rolls from the fresh-keeping cabinet.

After scanning a few things, the owner of the convenience store asked, "Is the sushi heated?"

"Heating up," Xu Sheng took out a change and handed it over, "Thank you."

The heating time is two minutes.

When Xu Sheng came over with a few things, Shao Zhan was playing with his phone and looking down from a distance. It looked like this, the clothes, and the freshly baked wound on the corner of his mouth... No one would believe that he was not bad.

I don't know what the days are.

Only now did Xu Sheng really ease off from the Internet cafe incident just now.

"Today's matter," Xu Sheng didn't know how to say, "I really didn't expect them to come back."

Shao Zhan raised his eyes to look at him: "Go on."

Xu Sheng briefly described what happened when he went to the Internet cafe that day: "There is no big contradiction, just bluffing them casually. It is estimated that they have reacted after returning."

Xu Sheng’s bluffs include but are not limited to:

Do you know who I am? Brother x is well-known on the road. If you don’t know him, go out to inquire about it. Come and tell you the story of my x brother who went in seven and went out of the juvenile management office.

When it comes to beating people, Xu Sheng really didn't fight.

He is not a radical who speaks with his fist at every turn. Based on the principle of being able to speak but not hands, Xu Sheng picked up a pleasing pile of groceries and sat on top of the pile of groceries that day.

In those years when he became the eldest brother, he babbled a "Xu Feilong"

His social vest, vividly telling the story of his seven-entry-seven-out juvenile management office: "Me? Have you never heard of the name Longge? You can't do it this year... I was still squatting in juvenile management when I was your age. So."

Speaking of this, he squeezed his tone, "Do you know why I went in."

When Shao Zhan heard this, he threw the phone to the side. He understood why the group of people waved their punches as soon as they came up. After being fooled, they thought that this was an embroidered pillow: "You still have seven in and seven out of the juvenile management office?"

Xu Sheng touched his nose and felt ashamed: "It's nonsense."

Psychological quality can be exercised the day after tomorrow.

The two of them have experienced endless accidents in the past few days, and they can calm down quickly even in the face of today.

Shao Zhan: "Do you have any other stories on the road."

Xu Sheng: "It should be gone, you can rest assured to surf the Internet in the future."

It is said that it is detrimental to the image, there is also some guilt here.

If a student who can recite the school rules is forced to fight, if Meng Guowei or any teacher in the subject knows, he must be alive.

…

Xu Sheng said, putting things on the table, leaning over and unscrewing the cap of the iodophor bottle, pulling out a cotton swab, and then forcibly pinching Shao Zhan's chin to force him to raise his head.

Looking at his face so close, it was unavoidable. Xu Sheng held a cotton swab and said, "It might be a little painful, I will try to lighten it as much as possible. ┈Xuan Huan Literature┈"

Shao Zhan wanted to say that it was really unnecessary.

However, in the next second, a slight tingling and chill came from the corner of his mouth.

He realized that Xu Sheng's movements were really light, and he was really close, so close that he could count "self".

Eyelashes.

Some students who left after school abducted them to the convenience store to buy and eat.

It was two girls carrying schoolbags. It is estimated that they were staying on duty after school. The two opened the door and before they walked inside, one of them suddenly stopped: "What's the matter?"

The other also turned around, and both of them saw a scene in the dining area—

The teenager in the No. 6 middle school uniform leaned over and was giving medicine to the other one. Since both people were in the corner, even if their eyes were blocked, they could still recognize at a glance that the other was the one who often made reviews after the school flag-raising ceremony.

It seems to have broken some great secret.

The two went back to the dormitory building together, and before entering the door, Xu Sheng passed the bag of medicine in his hand: "Remember to apply it, three times a day."

Shao Zhan reluctantly accepted the task, and at the same time reminded him: "Practicing calligraphy, twenty pages."

Xu Sheng: "..." He forgot even if he didn't say it.

Because of the accident that caused Shao Zhan to clean up the mess, Xu Sheng wrote the 20-page copybook tonight with great care. He described it as he wrote on the copybook. There was no original font and no flying out of Tianzige.

When he looked up from the copybook, he found that this thing seemed to be really effective.

His handwriting is usually grass, and he has not "constrained" his consciousness at all. Now that he has consciousness, the words he writes are much better than before.

Xu Shengthuan finished writing, planning to wash and go to bed.

A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind for a while, and finally fixed the scene of Shao Zhan sitting on a pile of groceries.

Shao Zhan seemed to have something in his body that he couldn't guess. He didn't know why. In an instant, he even thought that maybe he was closer to the real and unknown him.

On the second day, Xu Sheng still entered the classroom as "Shao Zhan" for early self-study.

Within three minutes, he heard the classmates in the front row say something in the middle of the make-up homework: "Do you know that it's true that the school tyrant fights five times out of school."

Such things as gossip are born out of nothing at a speed beyond people's imagination, let alone gossip with factual support.

The classmates in the front row said with emotion: "It seems that there are some things that are really not without wind and waves! I haven't believed it before, but it is true."

Xu Sheng: "..."

Xu Sheng found that with the help of Shao Zhan, he had completely settled this rumor.