The Plaza was officially opened, and the first customers were not the cheering crowd, but the owners of the parade.

The owners pulled a large number of banners, dragged loudspeakers and other equipment, accompanied by accompanying reporters to block the gate of the shopping mall, while another group of people, mainly to the construction team, intended to backfill the side door opened privately, the current progress has not yet reached the backfill step, so these people just lay some obstacles near the side door, so from the shopping mall to the underground parking lot of the community, with the passage of time, slowly gather some large and small vehicles, so that the entrance of the shopping mall vehicle gate and the road outside the traffic congestion。

The scene was chaotic, and the patrol traffic police who maintained order nearby also had to move to the vicinity of the mall on their own, and the mall security first came forward to persuade the car owners to take the initiative to leave the scene, and the opening ceremony became very funny.

Since these people are residents of the neighboring community, the high-level management of the shopping mall is actually somewhat psychologically prepared, and there are also some gossip feedback before the opening, but they didn't expect to get such a big scene, they don't dare to rush to the police, for fear of making things worse, just hoping to be able to resolve the dispute privately.

No one could have imagined that at this moment of tension, a person walked in.

A skinny, inconspicuous little man walked into the snack bar with a cute cat in his arms, he didn't look at anyone, but gently stroked the kitten in his arms, and the kitten was also honestly nestled in his arms, motionless.

Those little thugs were actually like the kitten, they suddenly became honest, and they didn't dare to say it loudly, but they shouted timidly for a long time: "Boss......"

The little man ignored him, just nodded, but his eyes looked at Luo Zhuyuan and the others, and that gaze swept like a sharp blade, making people involuntarily excited.

Duan Shenglan gently pressed Luo Zhuyuan's hand: "A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. ”

Xu Zhongting and the other girl also shook their heads lightly and said not to act rashly, but they didn't expect their attitude to arouse Luo Zhuyuan's idea of being competitive.

He looked at the little man who was called "the boss" with respectful eyes, as if he wanted to tell him that he was also the "boss".

The snack bar was very quiet, so although the words of the little man were light, they were very clear: "Don't hurt the harmony, a little misunderstanding, it's not a big deal." ”

Xu Zhongting breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly came out to play the round: "Yes, yes, this big brother is right, our head is too arrogant, sorry, sorry." He deliberately used the two terms of the head of the rivers and lakes, which was more or less to support the scene.

The little man seemed to smile, and he said to the little gangsters, "Everyone has lost it, sit down." The thugs obediently shook their hair and didn't do anything again.

Everyone thought things had taken a turn for the better, and they all relaxed.

At this time, the food that should have been eaten was also finished, and Luo Zhuyuan and the others were about to settle the bill, but he just took out the money, but the little man spoke: "This brother should also buy the list on this table." ”

Everyone was stunned, what does this mean? Still Duan Shenglan reacted quickly, she smiled and said: "A few big brothers, we are all students, and we didn't bring so much money, do you think we will invite you again next time?"

"No money? Who would believe it, there is not much money to go to No. 20 Middle School...... What else are you paying for, are there any *** sincerity?" A thug with a mouth full of alcohol couldn't help but scold, but this time the little man didn't stop it.

Duan Shenglan saw that the boss had already retrieved the money, and she was anxious to leave, she said perfunctorily: "Next time you bring enough money, you must invite a few big brothers to eat and drink." ”

Luo Zhuyuan can see it now, obviously these people are trying to extort some money, and they will definitely not stop if they don't achieve their goal, he said in a deep voice: "You guys go first, I'll pay them." ”

The other three looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he meant. Of course, they knew that Luo Zhuyuan would not have more than five yuan in his pocket.

Luo Zhuyuan frowned, gave them a look, Duan Shenglan finally understood, she hurriedly beckoned the other two to go, seeing that they didn't understand, she was so anxious that she dragged the three of them out of the shop.

After they left, Luo Zhuyuan said slowly: "This brother has a big name?"

The little man was not verbose: "Fubo." ”

A thug stared at him and said, "You don't know the boss of our Qinglong Gang, it's really an ignorant and fearless ......."

Luo Zhuyuan was out of the way today, but when he heard the Blue Dragon Gang, he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, no wonder Duan Shenglan didn't let himself take this name, it turned out that the Blue Dragon Gang was like this.

Luo Zhuyuan waited quietly for them to eat, he was not in a hurry now, anyway, if he died he would be beaten, and he had no money in his pocket, so what could he do with his own life?

"Big Brother of the Green Dragon Gang" Fu Bo didn't look at him, but said: "You don't have to wait for us to finish eating, you can leave now after paying the bill." ”

Luo Zhuyuan shook his head: "The account must not be able to be paid, what do you like." ”

Fu Bo was not surprised, he said coldly: "It turns out that Your Excellency is a showy master. Then I'm sorry, the brothers beat it up this time. ”

As a result, of course, there was no scene where the hero turned the tide and knocked down a group, but the tragedy of seven or eight people beating one, life is not after all, sometimes it is so cruel that it makes people feel sad.

Luo Zhuyuan was beaten this time, but his heart was full of tragedy, he was beaten to save others, and it was not the same thing as being bullied himself. Fortunately, these people didn't stab him with glass bottles, otherwise he would have to lie down in the hospital, and since he was strong, the scars on his body would not be in the way in a few days.

The classmates only saw a slight bruise on his face, and didn't find much abnormality, the brothers and sisters of the Splendid Sect naturally knew what was going on, they didn't dare to publicize it, they just secretly took care of Luo Zhuyuan, and through this incident, they also had more real respect for Luo Zhuyuan.

But this incident made Luo Zhuyuan angry for a long time, mainly because he was sulking because he was incapable of beating those gangsters, how could he watch these gangsters on TV so unbeaten, but in reality, how could they not be beaten?

Why don't schools teach martial arts?, he even thought resentfully.

He was once again early in the morning on the sand by the playground.

He just wanted to vent his emotions, but he didn't come to practice his fists and feet, because for so many years, time has already proved that he has practiced fists and legs.

He was a little impetuous, and he hadn't come to practice for two or three years, and his legs were numb before he even squatted for five minutes, and he was obviously unable to do a few flips, so he was a little upset.

Confused, his legs and feet were messed up for a while, and now he realized that he didn't know any martial arts at all.

At this time, a voice spoke beside him: "Little brother, what kind of kung fu are you practicing in this dazzling daze?" He turned his head to see that this person was an acquaintance, a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Luo Zhuyuan exhaled and said embarrassedly: "I don't know what kind of kung fu this is. He sat down on the sand and grabbed it and threw it on his legs.

The middle-aged man has watched him practice boxing since junior high school, but he has never spoken, and this time he seemed to be suddenly interested, he walked over and sat on the cement slab of the sand pit: "I see that you haven't come here to practice boxing for a long time." ”

Luo Zhuyuan said strangely: "Uncle, do you come here every day, what do you do?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I came here to accompany the study, so naturally I have to be here every day." ”

"Accompaniment?" Luo Zhuyuan didn't understand.

The middle-aged man is also bored playing with sand, he explains: "My son goes to school here, so I live nearby to take care of his food and daily life. By the way, I will help the school to do some pruning of flowers and plants. ”

Luo Zhuyuan said with some envy: "Who is so blessed? I can't imagine coming to school and having my parents accompany me." ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Jiang Dongsheng from the ninth class of high school, do you know him?"

Luo Zhuyuan searched the memory and shook his head: "Jiang Dongsheng?...... I don't know. "He really wasn't impressed.

The middle-aged man was obviously a little disappointed, but he immediately said: "Little brother, I see that although you have no moves at all, you are indeed agile, flexible, and have good physical fitness. ”

Luo Zhuyuan smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, in the school physical education class, I failed several subjects, sprinting, vaulting, and horizontal bars were all hanging, except for long-distance running." …… Eh, Uncle Jiang, you said that my physical fitness is also a good hand in the mountains, why do I always fail like this when I go to the city?" he suddenly had such a question.

The middle-aged man smiled, seemingly without an answer.

Luo Zhuyuan naturally didn't think about getting any answers, after all, what kind of answer could a school gardener give.

Who knew that this Uncle Jiang quickly answered this question very seriously: "Of course it's a standard question." For example, you can go home and cut rice, but you can't use it to fly an airplane; you can bluff people with your fists and legs, but you can't really fight. The assessment here is a universal standard, but it doesn't work for everyone, and it may not apply to you. ”

Luo Zhuyuan didn't expect him to be able to say so much, and he was a little surprised in his heart, but he was not convinced: "You said that my kung fu is embroidered with fists, don't you have any profound skills?"

Uncle Jiang obviously didn't like him, and said lightly: "Where did you learn these kung fu?"

Luo Zhuyuan said proudly: "I came up with it, it's original." ”

Uncle Jiang smiled: "Is it easy to fight, win or lose?"

Luo Zhuyuan choked at once, he naturally knew that he had never won a fight.

Uncle Jiang saw through his embarrassment at a glance, but he didn't break it, he didn't ask again, just shook his head a little funny, saying that there was no way. For so many years, he has silently watched Luo Zhuyuan practice boxing, and naturally he can't hide anything from his magic eyes.

Luo Zhuyuan also knows his own situation, he suddenly has an urge to talk, and he is also a little unwilling, he has been afraid of things for so many years, and if he does not break through this level, I am afraid that he will achieve nothing in his life. He took out his precious secret book from his underwear pocket, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, I know that you see that I don't practice this kung fu for a day or two. I'll tell you the truth, in fact, I learned my kung fu from here, can you help me see what went wrong?"

Uncle Jiang chuckled and said, "I'm willing to take out such a precious thing......" He reached out and took Luo Zhuyuan's so-called secret book, flipped through it casually, and almost didn't laugh out loud: "Open the house... Atlas, isn't this the secret to building a house? How do you use this book to practice martial arts? ”

Luo Zhuyuan hurriedly explained: "The front is to build a house, and the back is ......" He took the book and turned to the last few pages: "This is a mountain palm, a kung fu ...... handed down by the ancestors" When he said this, in fact, he didn't have a bottom in his own heart, and when he took it out today, in fact, he really couldn't find anyone to consult, so he could find a "boxer" to help identify it.

Uncle Jiang flipped through the thin pages of paper twice, but still looked at them very seriously, and finally he sighed, closed the book, handed it back to Luo Zhuyuan, and stopped talking.

Luo Zhuyuan said depressedly: "What the hell, how much do you give some advice?"

Uncle Jiang thought about it, and finally said helplessly: "I'm afraid you'll be sad if you say it." The front of this book is about building a house, and the back is about looking at feng shui, which is probably the case. ”

Although Luo Zhuyuan is somewhat mentally prepared, once it is broken, it is still quite difficult to accept. After all, with this book, he has been practicing for three or four years, and in the end, he actually read the secret of Feng Shui?

He muttered, "Maybe this is deliberately disguised as a feng shui text." ”

Uncle Jiang was a little unbearable, he comforted Luo Zhuyuan and said: "Whether you look at feng shui or not, in short, according to my observation over the years, your foundation is still very good, but the method is not right, and a lot of energy is wasted on the so-called moves, and it doesn't actually play a role at all." ”

No matter how stupid Luo Zhuyuan was, he understood what was going on, his eyes lit up, and he said tentatively: "Uncle Jiang, do you mean this... Can you teach me?"

Uncle Jiang lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "What is the purpose of your martial arts?"

Luo Zhuyuan said excitedly: "Don't be bullied!"

"Is it that simple?" Uncle Jiang said.

Luo Zhuyuan blushed a little and nodded: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I have been bullied since I was a child, so I want to change this status quo so urgently." Are you afraid that I will cause trouble, although you can rest assured, at most you can use it to act chivalrous and fight injustice. ”

Uncle Jiang said with a smile: "I have watched too many TV series, which is really a scourge." However, I think you really have good physical fitness, so I might as well try to teach you some self-defense tricks. ”

Luo Zhuyuan didn't have much hope, so he didn't feel particularly disappointed.

At this time, Uncle Jiang suddenly said with some seriousness: "The set of self-defense techniques I taught you is called the Seven Styles of Beast Control, and whether you can comprehend it depends on your own creation." ”

Duan Shenglan found that Luo Zhuyuan seemed to be very tired these days, and sometimes he dozed off in class, so he couldn't help but be a little worried, could it be that what negative impact the last incident had on him, so that he gave up on himself so much? After all, Luo Zhuyuan was also beaten for everyone's affairs, and as the best classmate and gang veteran, he couldn't sit idly by.

Today's weather is very good, it is drizzling outside, the temperature is not high or low, and there is some breeze intermittently, which makes people feel very comfortable, of course, there are some students who don't like rainy days, but they are worried about how to wade through the rain to go home, because they forgot to bring an umbrella.

Duan Shenglan and Luo Zhuyuan are both people who like rain, and in such a slightly dim weather, their minds are lively, and it is especially easy to think about it. This is a high school math class, and it is also Luo Zhuyuan's least favorite class after coming to the city.

She finally found an opportunity and handed him a note: "Master, why are you so upset?"

Luo Zhuyuan was still thinking about his own thoughts, and when he saw this private message that had traveled thousands of miles to reach his destination, he also felt quite funny, he put pen to paper and thought for a moment, and wrote seriously: "Yanyu Jiangnan, the sword is flying." Wait until you learn the stunt in the coming year, and then enjoy it with you!" After writing and pondering for a while, he solemnly added an orchid character in front of the word Jun.

Duan Shenglan received the reply, looking at the Lan character that had been added, she laughed secretly in her heart, she naturally understood the reason, so she wrote with a pen: "Lan Jun and Jun are both women, Lu Xun has many details in his pen, and it is too useless." She wanted to pass back and forth with difficulty, so she attached a note: "If the head of the family has a stunt, he must not share it with his subordinates." ”

Luo Zhuyuan got the note, and his face blushed slightly after reading it, it is true that after so many years, his language level is not as good as before, for Lu Xun, in addition to the "Road", there is still an impression, which is mostly perfunctory. However, when it came to stunts, he was still in high spirits and hurriedly wrote a reply.

The math teacher is also surnamed Luo, but he is five big and three thick, with a face full of meat, which makes people really look like a teacher at first glance. Luo Zhuyuan's dislike of math classes is mostly related to this teacher Luo, and all knowledge points are imposed and forced to make people how not to doze off.

However, Mr. Luo's level is not good, but his eyesight is enough to be a thief, he soon found that the fritter kid sitting in the last row was not very restless, and he usually didn't care much about it, but today he somehow had a whim, and took advantage of the gap to walk to the middle, poor Luo Zhuyuan didn't find out at all.

So as soon as his reply slip reached the middle row, it was intercepted by the Japanese devils.

This burly male teacher is actually quite obscene in his heart, and his boring teaching career also makes him a little perverse, he held the note in his hand, and at first he didn't do much, but after walking back to the podium, he stopped teaching, unfolded the note narrowly, and read it in a hoarse voice: "Jun's heart, a certain has been understood, don't worry too much." …… Hey!" he laughed to himself.

The students at the bottom were quiet for a while at first, but immediately burst into laughter, obviously the boring school life needed these lace news-style spices.

Teacher Luo waved his hand to stop the laughter of his classmates, and it seemed that he didn't want to give up: "I also raised a question, and everyone helped answer it." …… Lan Xin Suhui, I really want to solve my doubts, have you ever heard of Jiang?"

Luo Zhuyuan almost didn't find a hole to get into, Duan Shenglan was quite calm, but her ears were red and her face was pale. Teacher Luo swept his eyes over the black head of the little man underneath, and said comfortably, "Who will answer?"

A classmate raised his hand high, and Mr. Luo motioned for him to answer: "Ginger is a plant, which can be eaten raw or soaked......" He saw that the teacher did not nod, thinking that it might be related to mathematics, so he thought it was clever and said: "Its rod is generally a few meters long, and the fruit grows in the ground, about four or five pounds, and a pound is about two yuan and three cents......" Everyone laughed again.

Teacher Luo waved his hand angrily to sit down: "Nonsense. This word Jiang has an anti-dog next to the ......" He turned around and wrote the word "jiang" on the blackboard one by one, which obviously stumped the students, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.

Teacher Luo deliberately said: "Luo Zhuyuan, who is sitting in the last row, I see that you are silent, can you come up and answer this question?"

Luo Zhuyuan's face was blue and white for a while, he was thinking more about whether Duan Shenglan's reputation would be ruined by himself, Teacher Luo asked loudly again, and then he walked to the podium with a depressed face.

He looked at the teacher and stretched out his hand to see the note, and Teacher Luo handed him the note to see how he was going to make a fool of himself.

Luo Zhuyuan turned around, looking at the expressions of a group of classmates looking at the jokes and Duan Shenglan's nervous eyes, he slowly unfolded the note and said with a full heart: "This question is actually very simple. Jiang —— is an animal, an animal that is born different......"

After saying this, a terrifying cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he used his right hand to crumple the note vigorously, slowly put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it raw!

Then, with a defiant gaze, he swept his classmates and teachers, and the whole classroom fell silent!

It seems that everyone is stunned by his appearance!

After class, everyone in the Splendid Sect complained about Luo Zhuyuan and Duan Shenglan, and several people said that they would go to the head teacher to sue the math teacher, and if it didn't work, they even proposed to go to the principal to complain.

Duan Shenglan's aggrieved tears swirled in her eyes, but she couldn't make up her mind, after all, it was also a violation of discipline for them to upload notes in class, although the math teacher's approach was a bit excessive, but it was not unreasonable.

Besides, some things are getting darker and darker, how to clean up the mess when the time comes? She looked at Luo Zhuyuan, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

Who knew that Luo Zhuyuan pursed his lips disdainfully, with an expression full of indifference.

"Excuse me, shame on you. What's the matter, look at your aggrieved look, I don't take it seriously, why are you in a hurry?"

Xu Zhongting hurriedly said: "You are fine, the gate master is not so easy." ”

Luo Zhuyuan glanced at him and said narrowly: "The innocence of the gate master is tainted by me, you have revenge for injustice, revenge for revenge, I have no opinion." ”

Duan Shenglan suddenly became shy, and said, "What are you talking about? ”

Everyone laughed, it wasn't a big deal, and it was just Luo Zhuyuan and Duan Shenglan's business, and the children saw that they were not too relieved, so they naturally laughed happily.

What they didn't expect was that Luo Zhuyuan pretended to be relaxed on the surface, but secretly planted the seeds of hatred for the education in front of him.

This seed slowly took root and sprouted in his heart, constantly absorbing nutrients in the hall of examination-oriented education, just as capitalism inevitably gave birth to the proletariat, and the fertile soil of examination-oriented education inevitably cultivated its own gravediggers.

Two months later, he silently waited for our Qinglong Gang boss, Fu Bo, at the snack bar at the south gate.

Every time he came, all he needed was a slice of braised tofu and a pinch of peanuts, and then he sat down for a night, rain or shine. The sitting position is also very fixed, that is, against the table by the window.

It's been a lot, and the boss probably knows his intentions, but it's hard to say anything.

Finally, a month later, Fubo appeared here.

Later, someone was idle and found out from the boss that there was no big fight at that time, and the two just chatted in the store for a while, and then left the snack bar together.

It was only later that I heard that the Qinglong Gang had disappeared since then and no longer haunted the surroundings of the 20th Middle School, and many students benefited from it, and the rumors gradually increased.

There are a very few poor students who are familiar with Fu Bo, saying that Fu Boss has now washed his hands in a golden basin and can no longer cover everyone, which is about the meaning of planting, and he is quite sorry in his words.

A few timid and fearful masters who like gossip are privately depicted vividly, saying that they are a great master, and they used a set of magical martial arts to beat all the old and young gangsters in the major Xiangtang of the Qinglong Gang to their knees and beg for mercy, and there are still people who can say what "Eagle Strikes the Sky", "Wolf Howling for Nine Days", "Snake Travels Thousands of Miles", "Divine Cat Shadow" moves, which makes everyone believe it a little.

A place where people like a school gather is also a place where it is easy to spread discussions, and soon, these rumors will have noses and eyes, and slowly unfounded rumors will evolve in the direction of legends, and become a classic legend in the twenties.

Luo Zhuyuan neither participated in their wild speculation, nor did he show any special excitement, but just lived a maverick life as usual, as if he was much more mature and calmer in an instant.

He is no longer sharp all day long, but mostly looks on the sidelines. It seemed that he was going to take a fresh look at the world and see what secrets it was hiding.

Or even a cruel truth that is difficult for ordinary people to understand!

Man, the animal that always uses the brain, not the beast that wields its claws.

Once, Duan Shenglan couldn't help but ask him, "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Luo Zhuyuan didn't answer her curiosity, but said: "Jiang is not only a different animal, but also allows the weak to learn a completely different attitude towards life. ”

Although Duan Shenglan didn't understand what he meant, she vaguely guessed something.