Although the name Damei may sound like a motherfucker, he is indeed a boy.
He is the youngest of the three, and has always been under protection. Even the nickname Damei was jokingly coined by Zhou Dalei: "Since you are my younger brother, then the elder brother will reward you with a name, Damei. How's it going? From now on, the two of us will be neat and tidy."
Damei is always bullied because of her small stature, and she still doesn't know how to fight back.
Zhou Dalei protected him as if he were a cub. Sometimes there were too many opponents, and when he couldn't fight, he would call Xie Yu to go with him.
Later, Damei suddenly became like a broken bamboo, and her height continued to rise, reaching 1.85 meters. This child felt that he had grown up. After watching them fight for so many years, he had never eaten pork or seen pigs run. , directly in front of Zhou Dalei: "Let me teach these idiots a lesson."
As a result, the theory and practice are completely the same as the gap between the sky and the earth, Damei's lethality is weak, Zhou Dalei pulls Damei and turns his head and flees: "You teach a fart, will you fight, your thin arms and legs, except that you are longer than ordinary people. , what advantage is there - you really piss me off you."
"This stinky boy gave me a pot of broken flowers. What did he give you before he left?" Zhou Dalei became angrier the more he thought about it, "... No, it's not a gift, it's foster care at most."
Xie Yu raised his head to look at the wires, and seemed to remember those things from the past. He smiled and said, "The Rubik's Cube."
Zhou Dalei: "Huh?"
Xie Yu said, "Be stronger than you, give me a Rubik's cube before Damei leaves."
Xu Yanmei's cooking is actually not very delicious. She belongs to the category that looks good but can always stir up her own unique taste, and often forgets to put seasonings.
"It tastes so good, it's too delicious to say," Zhou Dalei swallowed the small green vegetables, "but I have a question to ask you, since you don't put salt in your cooking, why bother asking us to buy it for you in the canteen."
Xu Yanmei couldn't believe it: "Did I forget to let it go? It's impossible, I feel like I performed exceptionally this time, and I took every step very carefully."
Xie Yu said, "Have you tasted it yourself?"
At the end of this meal, I couldn't even meet the indicator of "fullness", so I ordered a crayfish takeaway to save the field.
"Come on, let's-" Aunt Mei went down a few glasses of wine, and she wanted to stand on the table, one leg straddled on the chair, and patted her chest, "Drink, drink your motherfucker! Xiao Yuer starts school tomorrow, everyone is talking about it. sentence."
Xie Yu reached out and moved the plate full of shrimp shells in front of Xu Yanmei to the side, for fear that she would accidentally bump into it.
Zhou Dalei took the lead in holding Liang Baikai and got up: "Thank you boss, I'll say it first, best wishes for you, I wish you in Liyang No. 4 Middle School..."
"Fourth Middle School?" Xie Yu couldn't hold back when he heard this, and kicked him with a smile, "Fourth, your mother, I am in the Second Middle School."
Liyang No. 2 Middle School has been established for more than 60 years, and it is well-known in City A.
Although the faculty is average, the admission rate is not high. Located in the suburbs, it would be nice to have a quiet and peaceful study atmosphere with good air quality. However, it was next to several new technical schools that were built later, and the location was really awkward.
However, the entire campus has been built quite well. In the past two years, the teaching buildings have been renovated one after another, and it doesn't seem to be "down-to-earth". After all, city A is still a well-known big city, the suburbs are still full of traffic, and the commercial streets are booming.
The school gate is grand and magnificent. Looking inside from the gate, in addition to the green plants and shrubs, the most conspicuous is the bronze statue of Rodin, the thinker in the center of the small square. Marble base, the whole bronze sculpture is tar-colored and shiny.
On the top of the base, the school motto is engraved in upright small letters: the heart of a child.
Simple four words, hot with a layer of gold, shining in the sun.
On the day of returning to school, the school was very lively.
Many freshmen came to report, and there were big banners hanging at the door - welcome freshmen of high school to join the big family of No. 2 Middle School, learn, progress, and create brilliance together.
The sophomores basically crowded on the public wall at the entrance to watch the class assignments. It was crowded and sweating profusely. What's going on with Class Three?"
"Second and third class of high school? I'll go, Niubi, Shura Field?"
"...Al-fortunately, I'm in class five."
"Why do I feel a little chilly all of a sudden?"
"The two school bullies are in the same class? What do you think, are you trying to bomb the school?"
"Xie Yu, He Chao... I'm fucking awesome."
In this year's quasi-high school, there were more than a dozen classes in the first year of senior high school. Due to the delay in the construction of the new teaching building, they had to be dismantled into two parts, which were stuffed into the east and west floors respectively, and they were far away from each other.
Although it is said that the two buildings are conjoined buildings with corridors between the two buildings, it is mainly for the convenience of teachers and students to move around in class, but the students on the two floors basically do not communicate with each other.
And there are just two ruthless characters in it-
The east building congratulates the dynasty, and the west building thanks Yu.
This group of classmates gathered together, talking about each other, you and me, and finally fell into silence collectively.
Only the word "horrible" remained in my mind.
The group of people who happened to be assigned to the second and third classes of high school were even more trembling: I'm afraid they won't be able to go to this school... These two people are legendary social brothers who kill people without blinking an eye.
Social brother Xie Yu didn't know what happened yet. He dragged his suitcase and planned to go back to the dormitory to put things down before going to the class to get the books.
Gu Xuelan wanted to escort him into the dormitory building, and wanted to follow him to see his dormitory. Xie Yu suddenly remembered that the entire set of "May 3" that had not been finished in his room was spread out on the table, which was not suitable.
Although the dormitory is for two people, he has always lived alone.
No. 2 Middle School has a free school spirit. Since it encourages living on campus, it considers all aspects of student accommodation very comprehensively. For example, it has the right to change dormitories at any time until the students are satisfied. There is no need to worry about the conflicts between roommates. .
Therefore, Xie Yu and his previous roommates had not even met face to face. As soon as they heard the word Xie Yu, they all made detours, and no one dared to live.
Just as Xie Yu dragged his suitcase into the door, a boy with a round mirror frame and shaved hair ran upstairs from downstairs. The round mirror frame rushed to the bedroom opposite Xie Yu and stopped.
The round mirror frame knocked on the door of the bedroom for a long time: "—Brother Chao, is Brother Chao?"
No response.
"Isn't it this bedroom? It's not fooling me when you suddenly say accommodation." The round mirror frame muttered to herself for a while, then raised her hand and knocked on the door, only to find that the door was not locked at all. He knocked on: "..."
"I-I'm in..."
The round mirror frame pushed the door open and went in. After looking around, he saw a person on the bed on the right.
He Zhao squinted his eyes, sleepy. He sat on the bed with his back against the wall, and took out a box of candy from the head of the bed: "What's the noise?"
The round mirror frame said mysteriously: "Brother Chao, the big news, have you seen the class schedule? I'm fucked, the whole grade is fried."
"I didn't see it," He Chao picked an orange one from the inside, tore off the lollipop coat three or two times, and threw it into his mouth.
The round mirror frame was dazed, and for a while, he forgot that he was here with the big news: "I'm blind? What is this, really good? Are you eating a lollipop?"
He Zhao said, "I quit smoking recently."
After he finished speaking, he saw the round mirror frame and stared at him blankly, like a fool, He Chao said again, "Why, do you want one too?"
"No, no, no." The round mirror frame waved her hands again and again.
He Zhao bit the piece of candy into pieces, holding a stick in his mouth, which was a bit sweet: "Where's your big news?"
Only then did Yuan Frame remember her mission, and slapped her thigh: "Fuck, I almost forgot, Brother Chao has been amazing this year. He's acting like a god... Xie Yu is in the same class as you."
"Who?"
"Xie Yu from the west building."
The sophomore group, in the teacher's office.
"Who divided the class this year? The computer is random or the grade director? The class can't be divided like this." Although the teachers knew the situation in advance, they still couldn't accept it.
A female teacher stood in front of the water dispenser to pick up the water: "This year, there are three cultural classes in total, and they are divided according to the arts and sciences. There are only three classes and one science class. It is not surprising that they are divided like this."
Liyang No. 2 Middle School is a school with characteristics of fine arts. It cannot compete with students from other schools in terms of culture, but it can also have a good rate of admission with the help of fine arts. In the first year of high school, the school encouraged everyone to take the path of art, and the second year of high school simply separated cultural students and art students.
After receiving the water, the female teacher said, "No matter how skinned those two children are, they are nothing but a child. If you haven't brought them, you will know that they will not work. Maybe things are not as bad as we imagined."
"Are you okay?" Another female teacher who had been sitting in the seat, her face was ashen, she finally couldn't help hearing this, "You really think it's okay, then you bring it?"
"..." The female teacher who was picking up the water just now stopped talking.
"Mr. Xu, don't be angry, Xiao Liu just said it casually," the other teachers said when they saw that the situation was not right, and comforted them in the past, "This time, the division of classes is indeed too much. unwilling."
Xu Xia, the head teacher of the second and third classes of high school. The first time she saw the class list, she almost fainted.
She has been in vocational education for more than ten years. Although she has not achieved many great achievements, her qualifications are always stronger than that of Xiao Liu. She believes that the school has no reason to embarrass her so much. Little does he know that he is outspoken, speaks without thinking, and offends many people with his low emotional intelligence.
"Why? Why is such a class assigned to me? Isn't this trying to embarrass me?" Xu Xia was so angry that she didn't even want to prepare anything for the class meeting, "What the hell is the school thinking? Yes, do you think it's better to let two mouse feces spoil my pot of porridge?"