Shao Zhan didn't seem to have any traces of fighting on his body. As the light and shadow moved, the light of 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 covered their stomachs and kept making "ouch" sounds.
When Shao Zhan turned around a little, Xu Sheng saw that "myself" was not without injuries, but it was very light, and the corner of his mouth was scratched a little by the "tool for crime" that the other party took.
this scene.
this light.
This big guy ended.
Completely interpreted the words "bad teenagers, crowds and fights" to the extreme.
When Shao Zhan moved, the others followed suit.
Zhang Feng put down the bald broom in his hand. After his enthusiasm subsided, he felt that he was really frustrated. Especially under the suppression of the aura of the grandfather in front of him, his behavior was even more embarrassing. ?"
Zhang Feng: "It's so fast, it's only a few minutes before and after..."
This is exactly the same as in the rumors!
It seems that rumors of this kind of thing can sometimes be believed!
Zhang Feng was hit too hard, so he added in his heart, no, this is more ruthless than the rumors, Xu Sheng really deserves to be Xu Sheng! ! !
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng realized that the other thing in front of him was obviously more bizarre than finishing it so quickly. He looked towards the stairs.
"Shao Zhan", who is number one in the whole school, a god-like existence in the examination room, and who usually doesn't take much care of people, is standing face to face with him at the moment, wearing the school uniform of No. 6 Middle School, but with two buttons unbuttoned, more than before Kind of random.
Zhang Feng was stunned, this encounter was really sudden, who can tell him why the god of learning appeared in such a place at such a time? !
Zhang Feng: "Xue Shen, you... You also come to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet?"
Xu Sheng's mind was also very chaotic, and his degree of ignorance was no less than that of Zhang Feng.
There are many rumors about him outside, and it's true that he doesn't follow the rules, but some of them are nonsense, especially the most famous five-on-one. I don't know which neuropathy came out.
Xu Sheng thought of this and looked at the five "corpses" on the ground.
Xu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little confused and desperate for a moment, he let go of the armrest: "No, I have something to do with him."
Zhang Feng: "?"
Xu Shenglai had imagined many situations before.
For example, seeing "myself" lying on the ground and being beaten so badly that my nose is bruised.
Or maybe he has already found an opportunity to slip away.
Among the countless conjectures, there is only one that fits the situation in front of him: Shao Zhanzhen beat people out of five.
…
After Xu Sheng finished speaking, he didn't care what Zhang Fengfeng thought, and asked Shao Zhan directly, "Are you all right?"
Shao Zhan also happened to be looking for him, and he agreed for three minutes. As a result, this person has only arrived now, and his face is not very good: "You can come more slowly."
Shao Zhan didn't want to fight. Before he pushed open the Internet cafe and went out the door, he thought of no less than three options. However, as soon as he went out, he punched his fist directly, and there was no room for him to deal with it.
Xu Sheng was half-tired trying to rush over, but after all, it was his own fault, and it was really unkind to let Shao Zhan take the blame.
"Lao Meng asked me to talk for a few more words," Xu Sheng bent slightly, and was still panting when he spoke.
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Are these two still friends
So Zhang Feng received the most powerful blow after being hit several times in a period of time. He watched as the student god finished speaking, and then the two went down the stairs together.
What the hell is going on here, when did their relationship become so good
Zhang Feng was at a loss. Other students in the Internet cafe were calling him. He scratched his head and didn't think about it carefully: "Come here, wait for me."
There is a convenience store not far downstairs.
This convenience store has a good reputation among the students of No. 6 Middle School. Because it is not far from the school, and in addition to selling snacks and groceries, it also sells sushi rolls and lunch boxes to take care of students who eat at school on weekdays, so many students usually come to visit at noon or after school.
Over time, a small dining area has been specially opened up in the store—the so-called dining area is a simple dining table and a few chairs added to the window by the door.
There were very few students coming and going at this point. When Xu Sheng pulled Shao Zhan and pushed the door open, there was no one in the dining area.
Xu Sheng: "Sit there and wait, I'll go buy medicine."
Shao Zhan raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips: "No need, minor injury."
Compared with this basically negligible wound, he wanted to find out what happened to the fight in the Internet cafe first.
As he said, he went straight to grab Xu Sheng's school uniform collar, and brought the person back without any hesitation: "Explain first. Who are those people, and what are they doing here?"
Xu Sheng doesn't think it's a small injury, especially when this face is still his own: "It may be a small injury to you, but it's not a small injury to me, and it will leave scars and damage me if you don't handle it well. image."
"… "
"So," Xu Sheng pointed to the dining area, "find a place to sit by yourself."
Xu Sheng found a bottle of iodophor on the shelf and took another bag of cotton swabs. Considering that the two of them didn't have time to eat just after school, Xu Sheng grabbed two sushi rolls from the fresh-keeping cabinet.
The convenience store owner finished scanning a few things and asked, "Is the sushi heated?"
"Heating," Xu Sheng took out a piece of 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 fiddling with his mobile phone, looking from a distance, like this, the clothes, and the fresh wound on the corner of his mouth... No one would believe him if he wasn't bad.
I don't know what day it is.
Only now did Xu Sheng really recover from the Internet cafe incident just now.
"Today's matter," Xu Sheng didn't know what to say, "I really didn't expect them to come over."
Shao Zhan looked up at him: "Continue."
Xu Sheng briefly recounted what happened that day when he went to the Internet cafe: "There is no major contradiction, just bluffing them a few words, I guess they reacted after going back."
Xu Sheng's bluffing, including but not limited to:
Do you know who I am? There is a famous brother X on the road. If you don’t know him, go out to inquire about it. Come, let me tell you the story of my brother X entering the juvenile detention center seven times and leaving seven.
When it comes to hitting people, Xu Sheng really didn't hit people.
He is not a radical who talks to people with his fists at every turn. In line with the principle that he can speak but not hands, Xu Sheng took a pile of pleasing groceries and sat on it that day, and began to count the years when he was the eldest brother. He made out a "Xu Feilong" social vest, and told the story of his seven in and seven out of the juvenile detention center: "Me? Have you never heard of the name Long? When I was old, I was still in the juvenile detention center." Speaking of which, he suppressed his tone, "Do you know why I went in?"
When Shao Zhan heard this, he threw his cell phone aside, as he understood why the group of people punched their fists as soon as they came up.
Xu Sheng touched his nose and felt ashamed: "It's nonsense."
Mental quality is something that can be exercised the day after tomorrow.
After these few days of endless unexpected experiences, the two were able to calm down quickly in the face of today's incident.
Shao Zhan: "What other stories do you have on the road?"
Xu Sheng: "It should be gone, you can rest assured to surf the Internet in the future."
To say that it is detrimental to the image, there is also some guilt in it.
If a school tyrant who can back the school rules is forced to fight, if Meng Guowei or any teacher of any subject knows, he will definitely be ripped off.
…
Xu Sheng put the things on the table, leaned over and unscrewed the cap of the iodophor bottle, took out a cotton swab, and forcibly squeezed Shao Zhan's chin to force him to look up.
Facing his face at such a close distance, it felt strange, Xu Sheng held the cotton swab and said, "It might hurt a little, I'll try to be gentle."
Shao Zhan wanted to say that it was really useless.
However, in the next second, a slight tingling and coolness 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 "his" eyelashes.
Some students who leave school late come to the convenience store to buy something to eat.
It was two girls with schoolbags, who were probably staying after school to be on-duty students on duty. The two of them pushed open the door and hadn't walked in when one of them suddenly stopped: "What's the matter?"
The other also turned around, and then both of them saw the scene in the dining area—
The boy in the school uniform of No. 6 Middle School was leaning over and applying medicine to the other. Since they were both in the corner, even if their eyes were blocked, they could recognize at a glance that the other was the one who often made comments after the school's flag-raising ceremony.
It seemed like he had broken some great secret.
The two went back to the dormitory building together. 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, but also reminded him: "Practice calligraphy, twenty pages."
Xu Sheng: "..." Not to mention he forgot.
Because Shao Zhan had to clean up the mess by accident, Xu Sheng wrote the twenty-page copybook tonight with great care. He wrote whatever was written on the copybook. There was no original font and no flying out of the field.
When he looked up from the copybook, he found that this thing seemed to be really effective.
His characters are usually just grass, and he doesn't "restrain" his consciousness at all. Now that he has consciousness, the characters he writes are much better than before.
Xu Sheng threw his pen and decided to wash up and go to bed.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind for a while, and finally settled on the scene of Shao Zhan sitting on the pile of groceries.
There seemed to be something in Shao Zhan that he couldn't figure out. For some reason, he even felt that maybe it was closer to the real, unknown him.
The next day, Xu Sheng still entered the classroom as "Shao Zhan" for early self-study.
Within three minutes, he heard a classmate in the front row say something in the middle of the supplementary homework: "Do you know, the fact that the school bully fought one to five outside the school is true."
The speed of making things out of nothing is beyond people's imagination, not to mention the gossip that is supported by facts.
The classmates in the front row sighed again: "It seems that some things are really not without wind and waves! I didn't believe it before, but it's actually true."
Xu Sheng: "…"
Xu Sheng found that he had completely confirmed the rumor with the help of Shao Zhan.