Before Zhang Song finished his performance, Jiang Tao had already rushed over with his men, grabbed the man with glasses and punched him in the stomach. T is T, his ability to withstand blows is not to be underestimated. The man with glasses groaned, waved his hand and made a left hook, hitting Jiang Tao's nose bridge, and blood flowed out of his nostrils.
In the chaos, someone shouted "Go!" and the show began!
Wen Liang didn't expect that things would develop to this point because of his distraction, and he felt helpless. The people of Qingzhou were tough, and fighting was common in the school. Even the No. 1 Middle School and the No. 19 Middle School had fought more than once or twice, but it was obvious that it would not end peacefully when it escalated to a group fight on the exam day.
His first thought was to clear himself first. If Zuo Yuxi knew that he was at the scene when the incident happened, he would be criticized to death.
But the brothers in No. 1 Middle School were fighting for the dignity of the school. If he ran away at this time, wouldn't he become a "school traitor"? Uncle Wen was caught in a dilemma, unaware that the place where he stood had become the only pure land in the chaos. The girls who did not participate in the battle gradually gathered around him, but they were still clearly divided into two factions, and Wen Liang was the human-shaped dividing line.
The scene was so weird. There were men fighting in the corridor in front and anxious and worried girls at the stairs. Only Wen Liang was a boy standing in the middle of the two groups of girls. So the tragedy happened: the girls from No. 1 Middle School looked at him with contempt, while the girls from No. 19 Middle School looked at him with hatred.
You are not a human being on both sides!
Wen Liang quickly realized this, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, his mind whirled, and under the murderous gazes of the girls on both sides, he immediately took remedial measures, raised his hands and shouted: "Friendship first, competition second, everyone, stop fighting!"
"cut!"
He was met with disdain, and a girl from a middle school who knew him shouted, "Wen Liang, you disappoint us so much..."
"He is Wen Liang, isn't he quite powerful? Why is he so timid?"
"It's better to hear about it than to meet it in person. Look, I won't tell Yaoyao when I get back..."
Wen Liang wanted to die. It was fine if someone knew him, but there was someone who knew Xu Yao? Damn, this was Liu Zhihe's fault. What did it have to do with me
Knowing that he could not stay here for long, Wen Liang turned around to leave, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Liu Zhi and Shi Shiran walking out of the battlefield full of fists and feet. Not only did their clothes look clean and tidy, even their hairstyle was not messy at all. They did not look like they had just been through a big battle. Wen Liang was sweating when he saw this, and he really wanted to kneel down and shout "Long live the heroes" three times.
The fat man walked up to the group of girls from No. 19 Middle School who were gathered together, smiling. His two small eyes narrowed into slits, as if among thousands of people, he could only see the smiling face of the girl in blue.
"Tell me your name and I'll make them stop immediately!"
Wen Liang's steps stopped in mid-air, and he stood there like a sculpture.
NB, really NB! You are so good at picking up girls from No. 19 Middle School, you are the pride of No. 1 Middle School!
There was a cry of surprise from the girls. They were not fools and guessed what happened immediately. The girl in blue was holding the review materials in her arms. There was not much panic on her pretty face. Instead, she looked at Liu Zhihe with interest and said softly, "What if I don't tell you?"
Huh
Wen Liang was really interested this time, and didn't plan to run away, but stood aside to watch the gossip. In general, girls would either be filled with righteous indignation or shy away when faced with such an occasion, and few could answer calmly. Judging from this posture, Liu Zhihe might have met his match.
"You don't have to say it," Liu Zhihe pointed behind him with a sharp look, "Let them beat you until you speak!"
The girl in green raised her head and chuckled, saying, "Oh, are you threatening me?"
Liu Zhihe shook his head and said, "It's not a threat, it's a statement of fact. Look, I just want to know your name, young people, there's nothing wrong with that, right? But if you don't tell me, more than a dozen students from two schools will get hurt, and it may also affect this exam. That's your fault..."
Wen Liang almost laughed out loud, confusing right and wrong, calling a horse a zebra. Liu Zhihe usually seldom showed off his eloquence, when problems arose he would just use his fists to resolve them. He didn't expect that he had such a good eloquence.
The girl in green thought about it and suddenly burst into laughter. Even Wen Liang, who was used to seeing beautiful women, was a little distracted. She said, "My name is Yang Yang!"
"Well, it's a very fresh and refined name, much more elegant than a guy named Wen Liang I know. My name is Liu Zhihe, Zhi means "to the oak tree", and He means "harmony is precious."
I just learned Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree" recently, and Liu Zhihe used it. However, when it comes to harmony, it cooperates with the fighting crowd behind him, which is really an irony of realism!
Uncle Wen was also shot while lying down. Apart from fiercely hitting back with his middle finger, he had no more thoughts to gossip. Someone had just run downstairs to call the teacher. Hearing the sound of running feet coming from the stairwell, he immediately protected his face and ran across the battlefield to 301 to hide. Even though he was agile, he was hit twice by a hidden fist from nowhere, and his back was aching.
We are the new generation of socialism who were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. How could they do such a dirty thing
The appearance of more than a dozen teachers quickly stopped the riot caused by a fat guy's wrong idea of picking up girls. More than a dozen students who participated in the fight were taken away to register their names. However, it is hard to say who is right and who is wrong in these matters. No. 1 Middle School must insist that No. 19 Middle School started it first, otherwise Zhang Song's trick of self-torture would be in vain? Zhang Song is really a talent. That time when he was blocked by gangsters in the alley, it was this guy who risked his life to protect Liu Zhihe. This time he completed the most difficult task again. He is indeed a top-notch general under the little godfather!
The guy with glasses was bleeding, but Zhang Song was bleeding too, and later Jiang Tao was bleeding too. It was two to one, so maybe No. 1 Middle School was still in the right. The school had experience in handling these things. Judging from the customs of Qingzhou, from the school to the parents, no one thought that boys fighting was a big deal. As long as it wasn't too outrageous, they would turn a blind eye.
Because this was a city-wide exam, there would be some punishment, but it couldn't affect everyone's exam. The leaders of both sides argued for ten minutes, then each was given a slap on the wrist. Zhang Song and the man with glasses, who led the riot, were given a serious warning, and the others were given a verbal warning, and the whole school was criticized. Then, as if nothing had happened, the exam was announced as normal, and the matter was not reported to the Education Bureau at all.
The main culprit, Comrade Liu Zhihe, was fine. When the teachers rushed over, he was talking to Yang Yang, and there were no signs of fighting on his body, but he was ignored.
What a shit luck!
After the two exams in the morning, it was already twelve o'clock. Wen Liang, Ji Su, Ren Yi, and Meng Ke met downstairs. When talking about Liu Zhihe's feat, Meng Ke screamed. Ren Yi pouted and whispered to Wen Liang, "Women don't love men unless they are bad. What you said makes so much sense."
Wen Liang comforted him, "It depends on the individual. The best method is the one that suits you. We can't learn Liu Zhihe's arrogance by trying to do that."
Ren Yi was worried: "What method is suitable for me?"
"Forget what I said in the car, you are being a hooligan..."
"You—go—to—die!"
Ji Su stood obediently beside Wen Liang, watching him and Ren Yi bickering with a smile, as if as long as he could quietly look at the boy in front of him, he could ignore everything else.
Noticing Ji Su's gaze, Wen Liang dodged Ren Yi's blow, tilted his body and smiled, "Let's find a place to eat later, but we have to wait for someone to pay the bill first."
"Pay the bill? Who, Liu Zhihe?" Ren Yi obviously had no hope. "It's difficult, difficult to steal food from Boss Liu!"
Ren Yi, who had eaten with Liu Zhihe for three months, was deeply touched. He gave him a look of "look at me" and said to Ji Su, "Oh, I forgot you two don't know each other yet... It doesn't matter, just a few words, we don't have to let that guy come with us."
Ji Su smiled and said, "We'll know each other soon, let's go together, don't neglect your friend."
"We are friends who only care about food and drink. When we are useful, we use you. When we are not useful, we kick you away. There is no such thing as neglecting each other."
"It really makes me sad to hear such words..."
Liu Zhi and Fatty came out from behind the newspaper rack and pointed at Wen Liang and said angrily, "Boss, if you say bad things about people behind their backs, be careful or you might run into a female ghost at night!"
"I'm not afraid of female ghosts," Wen Liang laughed, "but where is Boss Liu's fairy? Why didn't you catch her?"
Liu Zhihe said angrily: "Do you think I am you? Chasing girls is so easy, even a slap in the face is enough..."
Wen Liang frowned slightly, and Liu Zhihe immediately knew that he had said something wrong. It was okay to make such jokes at ordinary times, but it was a big deal in front of Ji Su. He hurriedly said, "Isn't this the most famous beauty Ji Su from Class 3, oh no, No. 1 Middle School? I heard Wen Liang mention you often. I am Liu Zhihe, Zhihe of Zhi Oak, and... "
"Stop, stop!" Wen Liang felt a chill. Is this how you introduce yourself to everyone you meet? "Stop talking nonsense. I want to ask you, how did the school deal with the fight?"
Speaking of business, Liu Zhihe narrowed his eyes, returning to his sinister and stern look, and said, "What else can we do? Zhang Song's head was more severely injured than the other party, and Jiang Tao's clothes were covered with blood from his nose. When the leaders of No. 19 Middle School saw this, they dared not even fart, haha!"
Wen Liang was relieved to hear that he was fine. As for the injuries of Zhang Song and others, they were no big deal. He was now considered an expert in fighting. The injuries of the two looked scary, but in fact, one had a scratched forehead and the other had a nosebleed. Their injuries were definitely lighter than the other's.
The guys from No. 19 Middle School are all covered in bruises, and it will take ten days or half a month for the pain to subside.
Liu Zhihe also heard that Zhang Song had been punished, and Wen Liang promised to go back and ask someone to make things clear so that the punishment would not be recorded in the file. Liu Zhihe did not thank him. Given his relationship with Wen Liang, it would be awkward to say thank you. He patted his chest and packed lunch.
Ren Yi and Meng Ke looked at each other, curled their lips at the same time, and looked at Wen Liang with vigilance.