Thirteen years ago, the young man in the flower shop had not grown his beard, and Dou Xun was just a second transfer student who hated the world.
And Xu Xilin, whether he admits it or not, he is indeed a real bear boy—
"Let's go as we go." Xu Xilin kicked their dog away with his toes, snatched the schoolbag from the dog's mouth, and stuffed the cigarette case with the corner of the bag back.
The dog probably smelled something and howled hysterically at him.
The dog is called "Doudou", and it is a string. At a rough glance, there are probably multiple bloodlines such as fox dogs, shepherds, and Chinese pastoral dogs. It is a small hybrid in various senses.
There is a saying that "people are divided into three, six, nine, and nine, and dogs are loyal, treacherous, virtuous, and foolish." Doudou, it is the third in a dog. This evil beast is proficient in bullying the soft, fearing the hard, and provoking idleness. Xu Xi can't be bothered by it. He hates it every day. You can't secretly strangle it: "You are everywhere, and you have to be wide."
It's a pity that someone in the family supports this broken dog.
As soon as it called, the grandmother in the room said: "Xiao Lin, are you bullying Doudou again?"
"How dare I." Xu Xilin put the bag on his back, "Grandma, I went to school."
"It's so early?" A middle-aged woman ran out of the kitchen in response, and when she saw Xu Xilin's attire, she immediately shouted with a fuss, "Why don't you wear a down jacket, what are you wearing inside? Are you wearing autumn clothes? Pull Sora let me see."
This is Auntie Du, the nanny hired by his family. She has a 3,000-mile relationship with Xu Xilin's mother. It is said that in terms of seniority, Xu Xilin called her "Auntie", and he reluctantly pulled the zipper of his coat. He opened it, quickly pulled it on again, turned around and ran: "I'm wearing it, I have something to do at school, bye bye auntie."
Auntie Du's eyes were sharper than needles, and when she saw that he was wearing only a short-sleeved T-shirt under his thin coat, she immediately roared behind him: "You come back! Are you not wearing long johns? You are playing again in the cold weather. Piao, watch me look back and don't tell your mother!"
Xu Xilin ran very fast, and disappeared from her voice in a blink of an eye.
Really, who's twenty-eight-year-old handsome guy wears long johns
The school started at 2:20 in the afternoon, and the students were required to arrive at the school at 2:30. Xu Xilin went downstairs to look around, beckoned to hire a car, and carried a bag of soft Zhonghua to "Yuebanwan" to give people give gifts.
"Yuebanwan" is a local entertainment venue. Although the operation is fairly formal, there are still many corrupt and fragrant "urban legends" circulating. It is also one of the prohibited places in the code of conduct for middle school students. He hesitated to say anything and condemned his gaze, but Quan Dang didn't see it.
Xu Xilin has an elder brother named Song Lianyuan. When Song Lianyuan was a child, his family was blessed by Xu Xilin, so every time it was a festival, he would bring something to Xu's house to see. Rain or shine, he regarded himself as half of Xu Xilin's elder brother. I didn't have to show off with my eldest brother like this, but this time it wasn't Song Lianyuan's help alone. Xu Xilin couldn't let Song eldest brother owe others favors because of himself.
This time it was because he was at the same table.
Xu Xilin's deskmate is named Cai Jing. He is very talented. His composition studies are often submitted by Chinese teachers. He has a good personality. He is not stingy when he gets back the manuscript fee. He will buy drinks for the classmates who usually help him. Not very good, his parents died early and entrusted him to his uncle's family. The uncle ate, drank, prostitutes and gambled, and his wife kicked him with the child. Cai Jing had nowhere else to go, so he could only make do with his uncle and use the holidays to do it. Do small odd jobs, or follow the language teacher to write some small articles about tofu cubes, and earn some pocket money to make ends meet.
But lately it can't even make do, because his bastard uncle owes usurious loans.
Those who wanted the account could not block the master, so they called a few hooligans to block Cai Jing near No. 6 Middle School every day. The boys in the class were in groups of three and five, and they took turns to accompany him every day. But it's not the way to always be with him like this. Cai Jing didn't even dare to go out on weekends. It turned out that he finally found a McDonald's that was willing to arrange weekend shifts for him, and now he can't go.
Xu Xilin thought about it for a while, and felt that the hooligan issue could only be solved in a hooligan way, so he took out his senior gangster Song eldest brother out of his own pocket.
After such a trip, Xu Xilin was already late when he arrived at school.
Less than two weeks after the start of school, the students are still immersed in the winter vacation and the New Year’s money. There are many day students in No. 6 Middle School, and they are late at noon every day, so that the discipline of the first class in the afternoon is extremely poor, which is very outrageous.
So the school sent teachers to guard the door every noon every day, and those who entered the school gate after 2:00 o'clock were all locked out and deducted points for writing examinations - not only those who were late, but also boys with fancy clothes and girls with disheveled hair. Many girls would prepare a haircut. Put on a set, tie a loose ponytail before entering the school gate, and then stretch out your hand after "passing the border" to show the original shape.
"No receipt, thank you." Xu Xilin grabbed the empty schoolbag and jumped out of the car, and after a closer look, there was already a row of unlucky people standing in front of the school, queuing up to register the name of his class.
At this time, it would be foolish to just slam it into it and grab it without a hitch. Xu Xilin took advantage of the potbellied grade director's words and sneaked to the west side of the school gate - there was no fence there, only a row of iron fences as high as one person.
Master Xu's ability to climb the wall seems to have been accomplished. He stretched out his hand and hoisted himself up, and jumped over the fence with a thousand trials and tribulations. His trousers didn't touch the tip of the iron fence.
He adjusted his coat, strutting across the playground, and beckoned by the gang who were waiting in line at the door to deduct points from far away, who knew that the joy was extremely sad, and the grade director just turned around.
The grade director narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Xilin's back, and asked suspiciously, "What happened to that student?"
The few dead friends at the door were not dead and poor, and they betrayed the person who was just stinking: "Jump-wall-"
No organization and no discipline! So outrageous!
After hearing this, the grade director was stunned for a moment, then burst into anger and roared, "Stop for me! Which class!"
Xu Xilin flew close to the ground like a tornado, and said in his heart, "It took two hundred and five to stop."
At this time, on the east side of the second floor of the teaching building, Dou Xunzheng was wandering in his pocket boredly. His father was touting each other with the female teacher who had sprinkled three catties of toilet water. He was very irritable and had no expectations for the future campus life. , and wanted to find a cigarette to smoke, so slipped out to find a secluded toilet.
As he passed the long corridor, he saw several boys in sportswear gathered there, probably sports students who had just finished training. They had a good connection with Dou Xun and were also sharing cigarettes in the secluded corridor.
One of them suddenly stretched his neck and glanced out, and stabbed the person next to him with his elbow: "Hey, Wu Tao, look at that... how does it look like your class?"
Wu Tao's Ban Cun head stuck his head out of the window and was seeing Xu Xilin rushing towards him. He probably sensed his gaze. Xu Xilin raised his head and blew a kiss at the people upstairs in his busy schedule. Back to the ground rushed into the side of the teaching building.
After a while, the spherical Fang Zong, the dean of the teaching staff, arrived late and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop-stop!"
The bad boys who secretly shared cigarettes burst into laughter: "Brilliant!"
Dou Xun watched such a farce and thought, "Is there enough brains and a voice? It's so noisy."
He plugged in his earphones indifferently, pushed the door into the small bathroom at the end of the corridor, closed the door of the innermost compartment, and slowly took out the cigarette with Linkin Park in the earphones.
After finishing the incident, Dou Xundan cleaned up the soot and was about to leave. Who knew that he had just pushed the door of the compartment open a crack when he heard a clutter of footsteps outside, and then only heard a "bang", a person flying sideways. When he came in, his back was hitting the radiator in the corner of the bathroom. The man didn't even scream in agony. There was a brief "uh" in his throat, his limbs twitched a few times, and he couldn't stand up.
This boy was wearing the white school uniform of No. 6 Middle School. He had a yellow face and thin skin, and the corners of his clothes were yellow. He looked like he couldn't wash it out after being washed many times. He was holding a tattered cloth schoolbag in his hand.
The boys who were making a lot of noise outside walked in. One was the leader, and the two were followers. The one named "Wu Tao" folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the door to catch the wind.
Dou Xun's pupils shrank slightly, and his footsteps stopped.
The leader squatted down, tilted his head and looked at the struggling man on the ground, then picked up the boy's hair, picked him up, reached out and patted his face again, and asked, "A few older brothers treat you well? "
The boy was speechless.
The leader slapped the boy's face several times in succession, each of which was heavier than each other, and finally slapped him basically: "I didn't recruit you, did I? I didn't mess with you, did you? You said that my brothers played two cards last night. It took ten fucking minutes before and after, which grandson recruited the old man of the dormitory? Huh?"
The boy who was picked up grabbed his neck with all his might, trying to relieve the pain of his scalp, his neck tendon crumpled to the surface: "No... it's not me!"
The leader sneered, and suddenly grabbed his hair and hit the radiator four or five times: "Who are you, me?"
Wu Tao at the door suddenly interjected coldly and said, "It's almost time for class, be happy."
This sentence seemed to be an order, and several people who were watching the fun at the side gathered around one after another. You stomped and kicked the boy again and again. After beating for a while, he asked him "is it you?", and finally the boy Unable to bear it, he admitted it incoherently and indiscriminately. Only then did the perpetrators seem to have done it, and the interrogation was completed.
"Just admit it, don't worry, I'll take care of you later - go first."
After finishing speaking, when the class preparation bell rang, the group of young thugs dispersed in a hurry, and the boy who was beaten stumbled to his feet for a long time. He reached out and touched the nosebleed on his face, bowed his head and bowed his shoulders. Going under the faucet, turning on a thin stream of water, he carefully rubbed the cuff of the school uniform that he had just rubbed against the floor.
Then he took a sharp sniff—not crying, but bleeding.
He smoothed the corners of his wet clothes and walked out numbly.
It wasn't until it was quiet for a long time that Dou Xun quietly came out of the cubicle, glanced at the nosebleed dripping on the ground, and stretched out his feet to crush the condensed blood.
"The key point of the city, exempt from the exam school?" He sneered at the star-shaped bloodstain on a broom, thinking to himself, "Shit."