In 1995, the East District had not been developed yet, and was far from being as glorious as it is in later generations. It ranked in the bottom three among the eight counties, six districts and one county-level city in Qingzhou. It can be said that it was not loved by grandma and uncle. Although No. 19 Middle School is said to be located in the center of the East District, in fact, if you go out and walk east, you will see endless wheat fields. Standing on the teaching building, you can see farmers from the suburbs gathered in the fields, either farming, chatting or taking a rest. It is a picture of agricultural and forestry pastoral scenery. Compared with Qingyi Middle School in the downtown area, No. 19 Middle School is more like a place to study. Perhaps this is also an important reason why No. 19 Middle School has been able to catch up in just a dozen years.
Of course, Qingzhou's tough folk customs are deeply engraved in the blood of every Qingzhou citizen, and this does not change because of the location of the school.
This should be a field where nearby farmers thresh and dry wheat. It is usually not used and no one takes care of it. It looks dilapidated and desolate. Several wheels used for threshing lie alone on the ground, and a thick layer of hay that died in winter is spread on it. There is no wooden stick or even a fist-sized stone within sight.
In terms of the environment alone, it is a good place for fighting. Not only is it hidden enough and large enough to facilitate large-scale combat, but more importantly, there is a lack of lethal weapons, which fully avoids uncontrollable situations. After all, Wen Liang is not a child after all, so he still needs to be careful when fighting!
The two gangs stood on the east and west sides, surrounded by a large number of classmates. The home advantage was not to be underestimated. Looking around, there was a sea of heads - almost all of them were from No. 19 Middle School. One by one, they cast mocking or sharp eyes. Even though they were a group of teenagers, they were full of murderous aura and their momentum was shocking. As the saying goes, ants can kill elephants. Didn't you see that Ultraman couldn't resist the endless stream of small monsters and was killed one after another
Liu Zhi and his gang were used to being arrogant in No. 1 Middle School. They always bullied the minority with the majority. This was the first time they encountered a situation where their forces were at a disadvantage. Many people looked at each other in bewilderment. The morale of the team, which had been so arrogant just now, dropped in an instant.
Liu Zhihe turned around and cursed, "What are you afraid of! We can tie up the useless people in No. 19 Middle School and beat them till they cry for their parents! Remember this, whoever is a coward this time will be the culprit of No. 1 Middle School! We will make the name of this coward public and make him unable to find a girlfriend for three years of high school!"
The crowd burst into laughter, and the dark cloud of failure that had been hanging over the team was immediately swept away. Zhang Song shouted, "Boss, just wait and see, today we will make No. 19 Middle School kneel down under our briefs!"
"Matsuko, are you disgusting? Can you call that a brief? It's a big bright red pair of shorts!"
"Hahaha… "
Everyone laughed again. Their arrogant attitude angered the other party, and immediately countless curses rang out:
"Who the hell is talking so mean? Come on, dare you stand up and let me take a look?"
"Fuck you, you're still so arrogant even though you're surrounded. I'm going to beat you to death later!"
"Oh, I'm so scared. Brothers, I have a suggestion. How about we take off the pants of these little bastards in No. 1 Middle School?"
"Okay, good idea, let's do it!"
The people from No. 19 Middle School burst into laughter, and each of them glanced at the people from No. 1 Middle School. Their looks were so naked, it was simply outrageous!
Liu Zhihe winked at Wen Liang and said, "How is it? The army's morale is good, right?"
Wen Liang nodded, looking at the excited little boys after a quarrel, he was quite speechless. Originally, everyone thought that this was just an ordinary fight to pick up girls, and they immediately became timid when they saw that the other side had more people. But after being fooled by Liu Zhi and Hu Tianhu Di, the level was immediately raised to a battle of reputation between the two schools. After being provoked by the other side, these guys screamed like chicken blood, and the next moment they were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood!
Wen Liang was amazed and couldn't help but sigh that the educational model of No. 1 Middle School, which had treated No. 19 Middle School as an imaginary enemy and brainwashed its students, had begun to show results. Although it didn't work in the exam room, it was still satisfactory and better than nothing.
There were about thirty or forty people on the opposite side, a dozen more than No. 1 Middle School. Liu Zhihe's intelligence was generally accurate. In the front row stood the four people from Meng Fei who I met yesterday. They were tall and had a very strong aura. It seemed that the name of the Four Heavenly Kings was not for nothing. Yesterday, they simply underestimated the enemy and were severely humiliated by Liu Zhihe. There were also a few unfamiliar faces, who looked younger than Meng Fei and the others, and should be in the first year of high school.
The two sides were still cursing at each other, the temperature in the field suddenly rose, the atmosphere became more and more tense, and if they were not careful, a gun might go off. Suddenly, a tall and handsome guy from the opposite side slowly walked over, stopped in front of Wen Liang, and smiled gracefully.
The cursing from No. 19 Middle School immediately subsided a lot. Wen Liang knew that the real culprit had arrived. He looked him up and down and said, "Zhihe, this guy might be trying to steal your girlfriend..."
Liu Zhihe frowned: "You can see this?"
"I don't have many good points, except that I have a sharp eye." Wen Liang smiled slightly, his hand almost pointing at the other person's nose, as if he didn't exist in front of him, and said: "Look at his clothes, just looking at the quality, it must be at least three or four hundred yuan to buy it. He didn't even know to change into a new one before going out for a fight. Let's not say he's an idiot or a mentally retarded person, at least his family background is decent. And this, um, how should I put it, pretending to be humble but actually full of superiority, doesn't he look very similar to a certain young master? I have experience in dealing with people like this..."
Liu Zhihe knew he was talking about Gu Wenyuan, and after a closer look, they did look somewhat similar. Although he was not as handsome as Gu Wenyuan, nor did he act as naturally as Master Gu, the disgusting smell in his bones was exactly the same.
"Now that you mention it, it's true! Damn, why are you standing so close to me? Are you trying to make me vomit?"
Liu Zhihe and Wen Liang had been working together for a long time. Both of them were poisonous snakes that could kill people with their tongues. Just two or three words made the handsome man so angry that he was about to explode. His face turned the color of liver, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyeballs were about to pop out.
Since Wen Liang had joined in, he wisely put himself in the right place. He loved his job and spoke like a little gangster. No, he was even more vicious than a little gangster: "Since you blocked us first, don't pretend to be friends. Just start fighting after you curse. If you lose, get out. You little brat wants to learn to be like the gangsters, smiling but hiding a knife. Have you grown all the hair down there?"
He cursed with all his might, and the crowd behind him cheered. Liu Zhihe was a man who understood Wenliang, but he was also shocked, and his eyes were full of admiration. The handsome man couldn't bear it any longer, and his teeth were itching with hatred: "Okay, you are so brave, so arrogant! If I don't beat you today, you will kneel down and call me grandpa, and grandpa will take your last name!"
Liu Zhihe pouted: "You, my Liu family, have a bad reputation because of your grandson!"
Just as they were about to fight, a girl suddenly separated the crowd around them, walked between the two men, frowned and said, "Don't fight!"
The girl is fresh and pretty, and it is Yang Yang that Liu Zhihe fell in love with at first sight!
The handsome man immediately put on a smile and said, "What are you doing here? Go back now, or I'll hurt you later!"
Yang Yang obviously knew who had started the incident, and he didn't look kindly at the handsome man: "Wu Chengye, the students from No. 1 Middle School are here to take the exam, why are you blocking the road and not letting them go home?"
"This fat guy harassed you in public. If I don't teach him a lesson, you will think that all of us in No. 19 Middle School are weak. Yangyang, I am doing this for your own good..."
"Bah!" Yang Yang blushed and said, "Who asked you to do this for my own good? It's not good for anyone to hurt someone. Let your people leave immediately, or I'll tell the teacher."
"It's not impossible for him to leave," Wu Chengye raised his chin, looked at Liu Zhihe with disdain, and said, "Unless this guy promises in person that he will not come to No. 19 Middle School again and will not harass you again, I can decide to let him go."
Liu Zhihe sneered and squinted his eyes, "Just you?"
Yang Yang's delicate brows furrowed even tighter, and he stamped his feet, angrily saying: "You, you... you can fight or not, I don't care, but don't get involved with me!"
Wen Liang seized the opportunity and began to sow discord. He pointed at Meng Fei and the others and said, "Let us go. Can you, a senior in high school, make the decision?"
Wu Chengye nodded arrogantly: "Brother Meng and the others gave me face, I have the final say on this matter today!"
Meng Fei and the others looked at each other and agreed. Wu Chengye felt even more proud and said to Liu Zhihe, "Fatty, if you are scared, just give in. For Yangyang's sake, I will let you go!"
"Just you?"
Liu Zhihe still said the same words and had the same expression. In Wu Chengye's eyes, he was really hateful. The anger from being humiliated just now came out again. He pointed his hand at Yang Yang and shouted, "Okay, you have guts! Do you dare to bet with me? Whoever loses will give up Yang Yang?"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Zhihe punched the handsome man in the face. The handsome man groaned in pain, covered his face and stepped back a few steps. Everyone in the audience was stunned.
"Fuck you, MB. I never bet on the girls I like! No matter if I win or lose, I'm going to beat you up and chase her too!"
These words were powerful and domineering, and could be considered the best way to pick up girls! Yang Yang was stunned for a moment, obviously shocked.
Wu Chengye was punched in front of the girl. He was furious and rushed forward with a roar, raising his right foot and kicking Liu Zhihe in the stomach.
Liu Zhihe pushed Yang Yang regardless and grinned: "Stay aside for a while, we'll solve it soon!"
Yang Yang originally regarded yesterday's incident as a joke, but at this moment he suddenly felt that this fat guy didn't seem that ugly after all, especially his smile, which actually had a bit of the dazzling sunlight.
"Hey, you..."
Liu Zhihe was kicked by Wu Chengye, but he still turned around and shouted, "Don't worry, although this matter started because of you, it has nothing to do with you now. What's next is a man's business!"
He turned around and punched Wu Chengye in the face again.
"Fuck, you just slap me in the face?"
"I want to vomit when I see your face!"
This scene developed too quickly, and everyone just reacted at this moment:
"Fuck, they're attacking by surprise!"
"Grandson of Yizhong, do you still have any shame?"
"Come on, you pigs from No. 19 Middle School!"
The crowds of both sides rushed together, and the melee officially began. Wen Liang was afraid of hurting Yang Yang, so he pulled her sleeve and escorted her to the sidelines. The little girl seemed a little dazed, and Wen Liang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Qingzhou men who don't fight will have no future when they grow up! Just watch the fun here. Not everyone has the experience of having so many people fighting for you when you are young..."
Yang Yang looked up at Wen Liang. The boy's tone and smile seemed to be a little different from those of other boys of his age. Suddenly, she had an idea and grabbed Wen Liang's hand: "You are his good friend, so you can definitely stop him, right?"
"Why do you say that?" Wen Liang was a little curious.
"I don't know, but I always feel that you are very mature, and you are definitely not as childish as them..."
Before he could finish the word "childish", he saw the boy in front of him burst into laughter and rushed into the melee crowd. He first kicked a man down from behind, then punched another unlucky guy so hard that he saw stars. Then he rushed left and right, punching and kicking, and with his own strength, he stopped the decline of No. 1 Middle School and forced No. 19 Middle School to retreat step by step.
This seemingly gentle and mature guy is actually a top-notch tough guy!
Especially this fierce man even had time to shout over here: "Little girl, your vision of people is not very accurate, hahahaha!"
Yang Yang was stunned and stamped his feet fiercely. These stinky boys, these bad guys, will die if they don’t fight, will die if they don’t curse, no… However, they are actually quite… quite cute like this…
Liu Zhihe fought desperately to defeat the three strong men. His shirt had been torn in several places, and his pants were covered with footprints. His face was well protected and there were no signs of injury. He squeezed to Wen Liang's side and said breathlessly: "Boss, you can't bully your brother's wife. You have so many wives, so just let Yang Yang go..."
Wen Liang pushed Liu Zhihe away, helping him avoid a punch from behind, and then hit the guy with a left hook from bottom to top, causing him to fall backwards, and then he was kicked in the butt. Liu Zhihe moved sideways, knocked the guy away with his shoulder, and hit him hard in the lower abdomen with his right knee. The guy squatted down, holding his stomach and couldn't get up again.
"It's not impossible to let her go. You can pay for the dinner later..."
Before he could finish his words, he was hit in the face again. Wen Liang was furious. He grabbed the opponent's arm and pulled him into his arms. He then thrust his elbow into the air and used the opponent's force to knock him over. When he turned around, Liu Zhihe was gone.
Damn, the monk may run away but the temple cannot, you have to pay for it tonight!
Among the spectators outside the battlefield, several girls were paying attention to the situation inside the field. One of them jumped up and down and shouted, "The fight has started, it's really started, yeah!"
Yang Yang rolled his eyes at her in annoyance and said, "I'll beat you up if you want to. What's there to be happy about?"
"Yang Yang, this battle is for you!" another girl asked.
Yang Yang looked at the chaotic situation in the field and said calmly: "It's their business if they like to fight. What does it have to do with me..."
"Oh, you're angry. You really don't know how to appreciate your blessings. Dozens of boys are fighting for you, and we are envious and jealous, but you are still pouting and sulking. Aren't you driving us crazy?"
Is this a fight for me
Yang Yang stood in the crowd, looking at the boys rolling around in the field, her long hair swaying gently in the wind, just like this nostalgic season!