Fu Zhongliang was actually just talking about it, and by the way, he vented his inner indignation.

Today's parents in their seventies and eighties are actually normal to have a nervous body and shake their spirits or something.

But he didn't expect that in the evening, Fu Wenyao sent a link over: "Dad, what should I do, you are on fire!"

Fu Zhongliang clicked on the link, and saw the overwhelming barrage on it, and he couldn't even see his face.

"Uncle said it so well!"

"Mr. Fu is a bull fork!

"Call for Dening Group!"

"Yes, this is a war song!

"Uncle is really Gu Xiaobai's confidant!"

"It turns out that this song can still be understood in this way. ”

Looking at the overwhelming praise, Fu Zhongliang couldn't cry or laugh, and casually replied to his son with a message: "Look at me, I'm on fire, but you're not on fire yet!"

Crit!

Fu Wenyao turned his face and went to his uncle for verification.

"Uncle, please tell me honestly, whether I am my own or not! How can there be such a father in this world!"

"Xiaoyao, it's like this, Uncle can't hide it from you, one day I went to play basketball with your dad, and after playing basketball, I suddenly heard a child crying on the side of the road, and I looked over, hey, a clown monkey was lying in the garbage can, no way, we picked you up......"

Fu Wenyao: "......"

Phew, this uncle must not be biological!

On the Internet, Fu Zhongliang read (can't do) Gu Xiaobai's video of "Youth Can't Do It", which was a hot mess, but in a group called "Gu Xiaobai's Black Material Concentration Camp", there was a lot of scolding.

"Phew, can you force it like that?"

"This is too far-fetched, isn't it! Forcibly put on the line, think others don't dare to refute it?"

"Phew, a capitalist, what a big-tailed wolf!"

Shi Quanquan, whose group name is called "Little Hands Are Icy Hot", was so angry at this time that he almost dropped his mobile phone.

Shi Quanquan has been a person with a particularly strong sense of justice since he was a child, and even if he pays a great price for it, it can't stop him from doing the right thing.

When he was in elementary school, he especially hated the rich classmates who had money to eat popsicles but refused to lend him money to play games, squatting at the school gate all day long to block people's homes, and finally once broke people's heads with bricks, entered the operating room, and successfully eliminated harm for the people, even if he was beaten by his own father for this, he was still stubborn.

When he was in junior high school, he thought that a transfer student's new bicycle was too fancy and hurt the feelings of all the poor brothers, and secretly used a compass to prick someone's tire several times, only to be blocked and beaten by several people.

When he was in high school, his classmates in the upper bunk were obviously very good at studying, but they refused to help him do his homework and refuse to copy him, while he was indignant that "the study in the dormitory is so bad, why do you study so well", and put laxatives in the water during the exam, which resulted in the four people in the same bed going to the hospital and was successfully expelled from the school.

Even so, Shi Quanquan's sense of justice is still bursting, when he went out to work, because the security guard at the door sent things to his boss all day long and did not give himself righteous indignation, after anonymous reporting several times to no avail, he directly smashed the window of the security room, and was photographed by the surveillance, only to find out that the security guard was actually the boss's father-in-law. Sure enough, he was expelled.

The gate in the rented community was broken, and the rich neighbor refused to pay for the repairs and had to be shared equally by everyone, so he angrily spent hundreds of thousands of his BMW and went to the detention center......

Shi Quanquan acted bravely again and again, paid the price again and again, and then continued to act bravely.

To do good is to pay the price.

Who does I pay if I don't give? Who sacrifices if I don't sacrifice?

I'm just here to live a better life in this world.

Shi Quanquan sincerely thinks so.

And he felt like he was getting greater.

As he was kicked out of his rented community, fired, found a job and was fired, and then fired, his sense of justice grew stronger and stronger.

He looked down more and more on those powerful people in society, feeling that they showed superiority all day long, lived so chic, and had everything, but he never paid attention to the life and death of others, and he didn't care about the lives of the poor.

Why?

Why are you doing so well?

Especially recently, Gu Xiaobai has become angry, which makes Shi Quanquan grit his teeth with hatred.

At the age of 16, it's good to go to high school, what college to go to!

It's enough to go to school, why sing so well!

looks so handsome, do you want to hook up with all the girls? What about other male compatriots?

You are so good, how can you let others live!

No, I have to do something! Otherwise, won't all the resources in this world be taken up by people like you?

In this group, "Little Hands Bing Hot" is still very appealing, because everyone is often black together, doing some things to eliminate harm for the people, and Xiao Bing Hot, who has entered the detention center several times in order to eliminate harm for the people, is the leader of the group.

"Follow me to block the valley at night, Xiaobai raised his hand!" "The little hand is hot and hot, and he launched a call.

They had discussed before, they were going to block Gu Xiaobai and smash shit on him.

With that, everyone withered.

"Don't go, Brother Re, you see that Dongyuan University has said that it will be ...... to sue"

"What is the prosecution? They brag!"

"I think they're serious......"

"What's wrong with being serious? Don't you do it if you're afraid?"

“......”

"I know you're all weak chickens...... If you don't do it, I'll do it!"

The little hands were hot in the group, leaving the others speechless, not knowing what to say.

Shi Quanquan likes this feeling very much, and only at this time does he feel that he is an important person.

At this moment, a prompt popped up: "Gu Xiaohei joined the group chat".

Gu Xiaohei: "I heard that this is Gu Xiaobaihei's concentration camp? Great, I finally found the organization." ”

"Are you Gu Xiaobai's sunspot?" Shi Quanquan always felt that the name was a little strange.

"Of course, don't you know by my name?"

Gu Xiaohei, of course, is Gu Xiaobai's sunspot!

"Why do you hate Gu Xiaobai?" the group leader came out to start the political trial.

"Gu Xiaobai, he bullied me, deceived me, beat me, locked me up, Gu Xiaobai and I don't share the sky!"

Everyone: "......"

Sounds like a very sad story.

Gu Xiaohei: "By the way, what are you discussing? Did I miss something?"

After listening to Shi Quanquan's great plan, Gu Xiaohei said: "Such a good thing? I'll go, together!"

"You're going with you, where are you now?"

"I'm in Dongcheng, just near Dongyuan University, where can we meet at night?"

exchanged mobile phone numbers with Gu Xiaohei, made an appointment, and Shi Quanquan went back to prepare.

At night, he appeared near Dongyuan University with a mineral water bottle and a garbage bag.

At the beginning of September, the days were slowly getting shorter, and around 8 p.m., it was already dark.

Shi Quanquan waited at the agreed place for a while, but did not see Gu Xiaohei appear.

Could it be that this guy has flinched? Shi Quanquan was just about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, when he heard the mobile phone ringing.

Picking up the phone, there was a burst of soft music on the phone, Shi Quanquan was in a trance for a moment, and then asked, "Gu Xiaohei, where are you?"

"Behind your back. ”