A Lucky Coin

Chapter 60

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On the first day of the new year, I opened my bag and took out a roll of elastic bandage. The uncle took him to the drugstore to buy it. It was very easy to use and very convenient.

For the first time, the dog knew that there was such a bandage.

In the past few days, his feet have improved a lot, and his walking no longer hurts, and his swelling is not much, but he still has medicine on it.

He took off his shoes and socks, sat in the back seat of the taxi, put his left foot on his right leg, and slowly wrapped a bandage around his ankle.

It’s good that he put on the shoes and tried it. It was not bad, the wrapping feeling was very strong, and the supporting force was enough.

The group of 404, judging from this framework, will probably be their enemies forever in the days to come.

In fact, in the first year of the junior high school, I looked down on those few people, and they provoked things every time.

It's just a secondary school, one by one seems to be in the black tiger gang.

Forget it usually, he has always appeared as a peacemaker, no one provokes him, and he will not provoke anyone.

But today, he was already depressed. When he thought of the endless gang of 404, he felt an uncontrollable fire rushing up.

No, for so many days, since I said that to Yan Hang that day, he has always felt suffocated. Although he has been a suffocating bag since he was a child, he rarely feels so depressed.

Maybe he was angry with himself this time, but he was the one holding himself.

The taxi stopped at the school gate, he pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked into the school gate with his irritability and anger around him.

"Hey brother!" the driver yelled, "have no money?"

Oh, no money yet.

Stopped on the first day of the new year, turned around and returned to the car. After giving the car money, he continued to walk angrily into the school gate.

There are very few people in the school on weekends. Almost half of the students are local, and they are all gone as soon as the weekend comes.

There were three people standing at the entrance of the school, all smoking cigarettes. It seemed that they weren't students from their school. They should be dropout youths and social youth reserves who were active in this area.

Maybe it was because the expression on Chuyi’s face was not very kind, maybe the gaze stayed longer than they could bear, or maybe the security guard at the door was not there at this moment, and one of them slapped the cigarette butt to the ground with a cigarette in his mouth, staring. At him: "What the hell do you see?"

I ignored him on the first day of the junior high school and continued to walk inside.

He doesn't have the habit of provoking people. If you put it in the past, he will walk with his head down from the moment he gets out of the car, and he won't look at anyone next to him.

Although he would look up and look at others now, he would still habitually choose to leave silently in this situation.

"Fool." The man said again.

The first day of the new year stopped.

Stupid

Is the idiot on your head

Are you stupid

He turned his head.

The man probably felt that he had received a response, his whole body was full of strength, and he immediately walked over to meet him, and pointed his finger at him as he walked: "What about you! Look at him..."

On the first day of the new year, when he walked into the range of his arms and took the first step, he hit the bridge of his nose with a punch.

Straight fist, the strength of the back and back drives the shoulder to punch.

This punch is precise and powerful.

Get one point.

The man was smashed and took two steps back, and the people behind helped him to sit on the ground without a butt.

A man with a big-backed head combing a dirt dog rushed over. He stood still on the first day of the first year. His left foot was still inconvenient, and he really didn't need to move to deal with such a person.

Raised his hand to support the arm that had been drawn down, and punched.

The big empty gate can be easily hit at any part of the front at this time, but it is still strictly abided by the rules in the first year of the junior high school, and only the belt can be hit.

The punch hit the stomach up from the belt.

The big back bowed his body violently, and the greasy hair on the back of his head was thrown onto his face.

I looked at the remaining one on the first day.

That person shouldn't come here anymore, and the social youth reserve friends who are supporting him with one hand, he can't spare any time to attack again.

Turned around and walked into the school gate on the first day of the new year.

When walking to the dormitory, a few people who noticed the movement of melon eaters just ran over, but they hadn't run into place yet, and the melons were gone.

On the first day of the new year, he glanced at the crowds who had no melons to eat. Several crowds quickly avoided his sight and walked away.

There were not a few people in the dormitory, and they all went home.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, no one touched him on the first day of the first day. It was really a good day for a date.

There was also no one in the corridor on the fourth floor, but several dormitories were open. When walking to his dormitory on the first day of the new year, someone poked his head and saw him retract immediately, followed by a small commotion.

When passing by 407, Brother Bangzi happened to come out from inside, he was still shirtless on such a cold day.

As soon as he saw the first day of the junior high school, he immediately said aloud: "The helpers are back!"

As soon as the voice was finished, 404 someone came out immediately, staring at him without saying a word.

On the first day of the new year, he didn't look there, he pushed the door and walked into 403.

"Fuck me," Zhang Qiang was sitting on the table, he was stunned when he saw him, "Why are you really back!"

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded and threw his bag on the upper bunk.

"How are the feet?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"It's okay." The first day of the new year looked down at his feet.

"Don't go on the first day of the new year for a while," Li Ziqiang said, "We are enough."

"Well," Zhang Qiang nodded, "hasn't the person they called already arrived? Why can't they come out yet."

"Called someone?" Zhang Qiang glanced at the first day.

A fight in the dormitory is actually called people

"It seems to have called a few bastards," Zhang Qiang said. "Our dorms are all in, and their 404 is not so united. It doesn't make them suffer."

"Let me ask," Hu Biao took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, "I put my eyeliner in the door... Hey! Didn't you just say you saw someone? Those people... What?"

Hu Biao turned his head to look at the first day of the first year with a little shock: "Huh? Brother Gou cleaned up?"

On the first day of the junior high school, there was a sudden reaction. The three people at the door were actually foreign aid called by 404

Didn't all foreign aid be used to open the hook, and I found three such weak foreign aid? The combat power of those few is far worse than that of the 404. At this level, I still serve as foreign aid, and I can get down with one punch before I practice boxing.

… The level of bragging is really changing with each passing day.

Suddenly hearing such news, the anger on the first grade was almost extinguished. He took his glass to pick up a glass of water, and sat down by the table to take a sip.

"Have you run into it at the door?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Maybe," said the first day, "I don't know who it is."

"I don't know who you are doing?" Zhou Chunyang was stunned.

"You scolded me," said the first day of the new year, "idiot."

Zhou Chunyang stared at him. After staring, it took almost ten seconds to react: "Fuck, can you not speak so concisely?"

"I almost want to consider where I am standing in the fight between you two." Hu Biao also just reacted.

"It's too much to talk about, and it takes a lot of effort," Chu Yi smiled, and he was stunned when he put the cup on the table.

There were a few small stones on the table. Two of them were broken, the others were polished, and one of them had grooves.

This is his stone.

Yan Hang picked it up and gave it to him. He was ready to polish it and get a bracelet. It was almost time to paint and make a hole at the end!

Has it become like this now

"By the way, I forgot to ask you," Zhou Chunyang picked up a small rock, "Is this yours? The fight came into the dormitory that day, and I smashed things and threw things on the ground. I found it for a long time. Find them all..."

"404?" Lu Yi turned his face to look at him.

"The force of 407 is stronger than that of 404," Li Ziqiang said, "Is this stone worth it? Ask him to compensate."

"You have to pay him if you are not valuable," Gao Xiaoyang said.

407, that force, is Brother Zhang Zi.

On the first day of the junior high school, I felt my hands were shaking.

Looking at these polished little stones, and thinking that they were being rubbed against the soles of the shoes by a group of Brother Bangzi, he felt a little red in front of his eyes.

If it was just a small stone he picked up, he might endure it.

But this was picked up by Yan Hang. Yan Hang picked up before he appeared. These are not just a few random stones!

I stood up on the first day of the junior high school and picked up a stone from the table.

"On the first day of the new year," Zhou Chunyang called him immediately, "What are you doing?"

On the first day of the new year, he didn't say a word, and walked towards the door of the dormitory.

"Take him!" Zhou Chunyang shouted.

Hu Biao was the nearest to the door and came over immediately, reaching out and trying to pull his arm: "Brother Dog, Dog..."

When he glanced at him on the first day, Hu Biao's expression stiffened, and then his whole body became stiff, and he didn't say everything.

When a few people in the dormitory came out, they had already entered the 407 dormitory on the first day of the new year.

Brother Bangzi was standing by the window and looking out, the ones with 404 were also there. Seeing him coming in, they were all stunned.

He didn't know if there were any other rules for making appointments in the first year of junior high school. He hadn't made appointments about time, place, and plot.

But he is not making an appointment now, it is his own business.

Even if it is a date now, the anger of his forehead will no longer care about the rules and irregularities. The dog is the rule.

Several people in the room didn't say anything. Some of them 403 who followed were blocked at the door and didn't speak. When things reached this state, there was nothing to say.

On the first day of the new year, I walked to Brother Zhangzi and stretched out his hand, with a worn-out little stone in the palm of his hand.

"What are you doing?" Brother Bangzi glanced at him, "Isn't Zhou Chunyang your boyfriend? Come here to give me a token of love."

"Zhou Chunyang is your father." Zhou Chunyang said coldly at the door.

Brother Bangzi sneered, probably because he wanted to speak, but his smile hadn't been fully displayed yet, he had already punched his face on the first day of the junior high school.

This fist was very heavy and hit his left cheek for at least three seconds, and he would be dizzy.

Before he could escape from this wonderful feeling, he hit him in the left cheek one after another on the first day of the new year.

Brother Bangzi shook and fell heavily on the bed next to him.

On the first day of the new year, grabbing the hair on the back of his head, pulling his head up and hitting the bed again.

foul!

Foul is foul!

The room is very quiet.

Not what he had imagined at the beginning of the first year, he opened his head, and the chaos began. He even noticed whether someone behind him would sneak attack and smash him with a stool.

but no.

All the people are standing in place.

No one moved, and no one spoke.

Staring at Brother Bangzi on the first day.

Probably the one who hit the bed board was quite cruel, and there was a nosebleed from one of his nostrils, and his expression was a little confused.

He didn't know what to do next in the first year of junior high school, so he could only wait for him to wake up from the confusion.

After a while, Brother Bangzi finally made a move.

He snorted.

After wailing, he touched his nose with his hand.

Screamed again.

Then there was no sound.

He was a little overwhelmed by him on the first day of the new year. After looking at him twice, he turned and walked out.

The people in the room still stood still. When he walked out the door, Li Ziqiang patted him on the shoulder and looked at the people in the room: "Are you still making an appointment today?"

No one said anything.

"Let's go away." Zhou Chunyang said.

Several people from 403 went to the dormitory with the first day of the junior high school.

I saw it in the corridor on the first day of the junior high school. Those who didn't go home on this floor were probably here now, but there was still some meaning on their faces. After all, the fighting time was too short, and those who came late didn't see what was going on.

Back to the dormitory, Wu Xu closed the door, after thinking about it, locked it again, and then leaned against the door.

No one in the room spoke.

After being quiet for a while, Zhou Chunyang said, "Fuck me."

"Fuck me!" Hu Biao opened his mouth.

"Fuck me." Li Ziqiang followed.

"Fuck me." Zhang Qiang said.

"I rely on." Gao Xiaoyang destroyed the formation.

"He wasn't beaten mad, right?" Wu Xu said.

"I'm still afraid that he would be beaten to death," Zhou Chunyang said. "Whoever has a cigarette give me a cigarette. Suppress me."

"I have." Li Ziqiang took out the cigarette, divided among several people, each holding it one by one.

After taking a few mouthfuls in silence, Zhou Chunyang said again: "Are there ten seconds?"

"I don't know," Hu Biao said, "I have experienced such a short fight for the first time."

"This is a fight of farts," Gao Xiaoyang said, "this is called crushing."

"I'll go and see," Zhou Chunyang was about to go out with a cigarette in his mouth, "Does it have to be sent to the hospital if there is any adverse reaction?"

"Don't go, I'll go," Li Ziqiang said, "You have become a boyfriend in the first year of junior high. If you go to deal with this matter, you two should be husband and wife."

Zhou Chunyang frowned, Li Ziqiang pulled Wu Xu away, who hadn't recovered, opened the door and walked out.

"Who passed it on?" Zhou Chunyang frowned.

"What?" Hu Biao looked at him, "Boyfriend? I asked, I haven't heard anyone say that before. I guess it forced myself to figure it out."

The first day of the new year was silent, sitting at the table looking at the few little stones in a daze.

After hitting Brother Bangzi, his little stones are still the same.

But he calmed down.

It stands to reason that he should be scared at the moment, because he made a heavy shot against Brother Bangzi.

But he was not afraid, although his hands were still shaking.

He was full of distress at the moment, staring at the little stone to wonder if he could remedy it.

"It's okay," Li Ziqiang returned to the dormitory with a cigarette in his mouth. After a while, he suddenly laughed, "I was forced to cry when I went to see it."

"Cry?" Zhang Qiang was stunned.

"Ah," Li Ziqiang nodded, "I started crying as soon as I was beaten, so I can't do it."

"Fuck." Zhou Chunyang pinched off his cigarette.

"Fuck." Zhang Qiang said.

"Fuck." Wu Xu looked at the first day.

"I rely on the bull to force." Gao Xiaoyang once again destroyed the formation.

"This," Zhou Chunyang sat down next to the table and pulled the two broken stones with his fingers. "Can you stick it on?"

"Well, it should be possible," said the first day.

"These should also be polished," Zhou Chunyang looked at the other small stones. "There are tools in the garage, so it's not a big problem to polish them."

"Thank you." The first day of the day turned to look at him.

"Thank you?" Zhou Chunyang asked.

"Help me pick it up, pick it back." said the first day.

This group of people in the dormitory are all carefree. Without Zhou Chunyang, these little stones might not have been noticed until he came back.

"Don't be polite, I just think it might be important," Zhou Chunyang said in a low voice, "it fell out when I pulled the pillow."

"Yeah." Chu nodded, and he put the little stone in the pillowcase.

Is very important.

He knew that Zhou Chunyang would definitely be able to guess that the stone was related to Yan Hang, but he still nodded his head without hesitation. He really had no need to cover up in front of Zhou Chunyang.

"Wang Min's words, don't mind," Zhou Chunyang said. "Let Hu Biao help to give a message for a while, whoever the fuck is going to be hospitalized."

"Wang Min?" Lu Yi looked at him.

"Give some face, the classmate you just beat is called Wang Min," Zhou Chunyang said, "I'm all crying, and remember his name."

"Oh." In the first day of the year, he said, Brother Bangzi actually has such a quiet name like a little girl.

I took a handful of small stones and packed them in a bag and put them in the cabinet. I plan to go to the garage tomorrow and look for tools to see if I can repair them.

When he closed the cabinet door, he thought of Bang... Wang Min's words again.

It doesn't matter to him that Wang Min said Zhou Chunyang is his boyfriend, but the other meaning of Wang Min's words is very clear. Wang Min thinks that he is also gay.

This expression made him a little uneasy.

He doesn't know how he feels, how it feels to be a gay.

He can't even really be sure that he is gay.

Shouldn't homosexuals like men

Although Yan Hang is a man, he doesn't like other men. He has never liked anyone before, so he likes Yan Hang.

Is it gay too

Turning around on the first day of the new year, I don't know why he wanted to talk to Zhou Chunyang for a while.

But when he turned his head, Zhou Chunyang was talking to Li Ziqiang with his back to him. The two of them couldn't meet, but they met with a somewhat unfamiliar look with disgust.

Su Bin was in the dormitory.

The first day of the junior high school was surprised that there are people in this world who have less sense of existence than him.

He never found Su Bin in the dormitory from returning to the dormitory to going out to fight and then coming back.

Suddenly seeing the disgust in his eyes at this moment, the whole person suddenly became a little depressed.

"Go to the garage?" Zhou Chunyang turned around and asked.

"Why are you going to the garage?" Li Ziqiang asked immediately.

"Fix his stone and see if it works," Zhou Chunyang said. "What do you want to eat, I will bring it back to you later."

"Spicy hot pot." Hu Biao said.

"Then you can borrow a pot," Zhou Chunyang said, "We will bring the materials back in a while."

"Okay," Gao Xiaoyang was very interested, "I'll borrow it."

"Go?" Zhou Chunyang walked to the first day of the junior high school and asked again.

"Yeah." On the first day of the day, he opened the cabinet again and took out the stone.

There was no one in the corridor, but when they walked out on the first day of the new year, they could hear people chatting in several dormitories.

I don't know if he is too sensitive. I always feel that listening to chats in other dormitories would not be so enthusiastic.

Are you talking about how he beat Wang Min just now

Or are you saying... He and Zhou Chunyang are homosexuals

Two gangsters in a dormitory can be regarded as very interesting talks...

"Is it not in a good mood?" Zhou Chunyang spoke after going downstairs to the playground.

"No." said the first day.

"Are you always habitually denying it?" Zhou Chunyang stretched out, "No matter what you ask, the answer is either'no' or'no'."

She smiled embarrassedly on the first day of the junior high school.

"Actually, I'm very sorry," Zhou Chunyang said, "Because of my business, one of our dormitory people got into trouble and broke your things..."

"Without you, it's the same," said the first day of the month, "the few are just looking for trouble, and it's the same."

Zhou Chunyang smiled and said nothing.

He didn't make a sound in the first day of the new year, and walked to the garage with him.

But he didn't really want to make a sound.

He wanted to speak out, he wanted to speak.

Just some dare not.

The phone rang, and he took a look at it. It was news from Yan Hang.

-Is there anyone in your dormitory

-Have

After returning this word to Yan Hang, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Staring at the phone is particularly uncomfortable in my heart.

This kind of reply probably doesn't even a gentle person like Yan Hang know how to continue the conversation. There is no news on the phone before coming in.

The garage door was open, and the teacher in charge of the garage was also there. Zhou Chunyang had a few conversations with the teacher in the past, but I don't know how to say it. Anyway, the teacher nodded and agreed to go in and use tools.

After going in for a circle, he found a small electric grinder on the first day of the new year. He researched it, replaced it with the finest grinding wheel, and squatted down to try it.

After taking out a small stone, he hesitated again, went to the haystack at the door and picked a stone of about the same size.

There can be no more accidents with these little stones that Yan Hang found.

He squatted down, holding the stone he picked up again in a daze.

He suddenly missed Yan Hang.

What is Yan Hang doing

Does Yan Hang's wound still hurt

Is Yan Hang a little disappointed after reading his reply

"The first day of the junior high school?" Zhou Chunyang squatted across from him and called him.

"Chunyang," raised his head on the first day of the month, "you like it, you like men..."

I can't organize the language after speaking half.

"Ah, yes." Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"Are you too much?" asked the first day.

"What's so much?" Zhou Chunyang didn't understand.

"I like it very much, a lot of men, do you?" The first day of junior high school asked very hard.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about our gay guys?" Zhou Chunyang sighed, "I like men, but it doesn't mean I like men."

"Oh." Chuyi looked at him.

"Oh what the hell?" Zhou Chunyang also looked at him, "Just say what you want, I won't say it."

"I like it, I like Yan Hang," gritted his teeth on the first day of the month, "forget it? Gay?"

Zhou Chunyang glared at him for a long time: "Is the gay guy what the hell do you address me or ask questions?"

On the first day of the junior high school, Zhou Chunyang's ability to capture key points was so poor that he had to ask again: "Am I gay?"