Teaching building of Seoul Science High School in Hyehwa-dong, Jongno-gu, Seoul. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three months after the start of school, Xu Canhao is still used to sitting in the back row of the classroom. Although, it is a theorem in every country that the further you go, the worse your grades are. But Xu Canhao's own persistence, coupled with excellent results, the teacher persuaded him several times to no avail, and then let it go. At this time, Xu Canhao looked at the ancient city wall close at hand with his face outside the window, and turned his head to the right, looking at Niwang Mountain in the distance. The shadow looked at the Jianwu Gate, imagining what the Taiji Pavilion behind it was, and was stunned. This is a Chinese class, Xu Canhao is bored listening to it, and the Busan nerd next to him is lying on the table and dripping. There are many schools in South Korea that offer Chinese language classes, but most of them are non-existent (sometimes the assignment is to copy idioms and sentences, and you don't need to understand them, just memorize them). Just like Xu Canhao's class, most of the students are doing their own things, and the teacher just talks on his own without raising his head. Students are also free to choose a second foreign language such as German, Japanese, French, etc. finally got up until the bell rang for the end of class, and Yang Sheng next to him was a Busan nerd (no matter where they were, the superiority and pride of the capital people made them love to bully rural people, and Xu Canhao was no exception at that time), stood up and ran out of the classroom. Xu Canhao smiled at the back of the galloping back, took out his lunch box and prepared to eat.

"Senior, please accept it." At this time, four girls rushed in from the back door of the classroom and gathered around Xu Canhao's desk at once, holding fruits, milk snacks and other things in their hands and handing them to him.

It's almost a daily routine, and at first the boys in the class will be heckling, until after a few weeks they will no longer be interested. Unless, one day, these girls don't come, that's not unusual (the school is divided into boys and girls). Xu Canhao smiled and took the things handed over one by one, and those girls didn't bother more, and ran out happily.

"Wow, there's so much to eat again!" Yang Sheng came in with two bottles of Coke and bread and sat down on the seat. handed Xu Canhao a bottle of Coke, began to dismantle the potato chips on the table, and said in his mouth: "There are many delicious things in Seoul, even the spicy rice cakes are better than those in Busan, but the fish cakes are not as good as our Busan." Listening to Yang Sheng's Busan dialect, Xu Canhao couldn't help laughing. looks simple, can't change the dialect, this fat man is an authentic foodie. When Yang Sheng first came, he was ridiculed as a countryman and was bullied, and later Xu Canhao couldn't look at it and helped him a few times. Since then, this goods have stuck to him, buying him water and drinks every day, and often bringing him spicy cabbage made by his mother, which can be said to be before and after the saddle. Later, he moved his seat and sat next to Xu Canhao.

Xu Canhao opened the Coke and took a sip, frowning. I'm always unaccustomed to the taste of Korean Coke, I quit beer and carbonated drinks because of stomach problems in my last life, and now I finally want to drink some, but I can't drink Pepsi and delicious. Wow, sometimes I really admire the Korean people's sense of protection of their own culture, industry, etc., and the people can work together so much, I really don't understand. Xu Canhao thought as he ate his bento slowly.

"Ah, Chan Hao! Haha, this Sakuragi Hanamichi is so funny, look what I got it, the manga of the eighth episode, the eighth... Assemble... wae, waegedeng (what's wrong with you)..."Dao Shengcai's laughter stopped abruptly, raised the hand on his back, looked at Xu Canhao, who was slowly raising his head, and asked nervously.

“wae，waemo！？ Also asked why! Xu Canhao yelled angrily at Dao Shengcai, with a face of rice grains and sauce, and snatched the "Slam Dunk" in Dao Shengcai's hand. Bingchiluma (crazy cub), yes, West let's seke! Ah~qinjiaxi! Xu Canhao scolded while scolding and beating Dao Shengcai with a book. Can't you see eating, you crazy boy, ahhhhh ”

"Ahhh Hajima, ah! ハジママグ (don't fight)! I am your hyongnim (elder honorific title). Dao Shengcai blocked Xu Canhao's attack with his hand while begging for mercy.

"You are still brother, you still know that it is brother! Ah, it's crazy. Like a madman all day long, ah, really. Xu Canhao ignored his pleas for mercy and continued to bang on Dao Shengcai's head. Yu Guang saw Yang Sheng's pork belly in his bento, turned around and patted him on the head with a book, "qiugununei (do you want to die)!" A foodie, a madman, ah, qinjiabiqeosuo (really crazy)! Xu Canhao impatiently threw away the book, sat down and continued to eat his lunch.

"Woo... I'm my brother. How can you do this to me! Dao Shengcai pretended to cry and sat on the ground and played tricks. Seeing that the two of them were still suffering hard, they didn't mean to pay attention to him at all, so they raised their voices and shouted: "You kid doesn't save any face for my brother, I'm the third generation of our family, three generations of single transmission!" Xu Canhao looked back at him with disdain and ignored him, and said to Yang Sheng beside him: "This kid is a cheap, the more you ignore him, the more energetic he becomes!" ”

Dao Sheng cried so hard that he shouted: "mula, mula (no matter)~~ People don't live anymore!" Suddenly, he saw a few girls outside the door pointing at him and whispering. Immediately stood up, straightened his clothes, coughed, sat down opposite Xu Canhao, picked up the apple on the table and nibbled on it. This is Dao Shengcai, who has opened thirteen miscellaneous sauce noodle shops at home, and is not in the same class as Xu Canhao. When Xu Canhao first transferred to another school, he was blocked in the toilet by Dao Shengcai with six students, wanting him to know who he had to listen to in this school. Later, Xu Canhao came out of the toilet intact first, and the others closed the toilet door and stayed inside for a long time, making the onlookers guess and talk for a while. Later, Dao Shengcai stuck to Xu Canhao like a ppy, which annoyed him a lot.

"5,000 pieces." Xu Canhao buried his head and ate the love lunch carefully prepared by Xu's mother, and stretched out his hand to Dao Shengcai.

"Ahh alasuo, alasuo, here you go. "Respectfully hand the money to Xu Canhao." Five thousand pieces of apple, robber, robber. Dao Sheng muttered in an inaudible voice.

"Chan Hao, Chan Hao~~" Dao Sheng called Xu Canhao sensitively.

"Ahssi, you still don't let people eat! If there's a fart, let it go! Xu Canhao yelled impatiently at Dao Shengcai.

"Wuli (we), Wuli let's go to disco together today, together! Brother, I'm in for a treat. Dao Shengcai said flatteringly.

"No, no." Xu Canhao refused.

"I'll go!" Yang Sheng next to him chewed ham in his mouth, raised his hand and shouted.

"Eh, can I take you to get a girl? Do you have our chan hao handsome? Jiesaekea (bitch), eat your shit. Dao Shengcai kept hitting Yang Sheng's head with his hand, but Yang Sheng dodged it, hit his ham, dipped his saliva on his hand, and wiped it vigorously on Yang Sheng's school uniform in disgust.

"There's a date in the evening, if you don't go, you might as well take him." Xu Canhao put away the lunch box after eating, took the tissue handed by Yang Sheng and wiped his mouth and said.

"Female?! What is it called? Dao Shengcai stared at Xu Canhao with bright eyes.

"Hey, people like you think about those filthy things all day long, Eh." Xu Canhao patted him on the head and despised him fiercely. "Disgusting guy!"

"Ahh Dao Shengcai fended off the attack in vain. "Ahh

"West, right? You crazy boy, who are you talking about?! Ah, boy, there's a kind of don't run! Seeing that the situation was wrong, Dao Sheng quickly took the "Slam Dunk" on the table, and ran away. Xu Canhao saw him fleeing in embarrassment, and sat down with a smile.

When it was time to leave school, Xu Canhao said goodbye to Yang Sheng at the school gate. He's going to S.M. today, and as the day of HOT's debut gets closer and closer, he's getting nervous. Due to the fact that the Internet has only just begun to spread, there are many publicity methods that cannot be implemented, and in the end, it can only be on TV programs as originally planned. Xu Canhao's radio promotion, the small stage of the shopping mall, and the charity performance were also adopted. Three of his songs were also included on the first album, and Seo believes they will be an instant hit.

Xu Canhao walked towards the subway station while thinking about things, and suddenly thought that it would be Xiao Zhuxian's birthday in a few days, so he patted his head and walked back. There are many boutiques selling knick-knacks around the school, and he plans to go over to see if there are any suitable gifts.

"Ah, qingma (impatiently "really"). Isn't it just a few thousand dollars, what are you doing with such a tight hug! wei, is there gold in it?! West bar (scolding and scolding)! Phew~" As soon as Xu Canhao walked to the alley at the back door of the school, he heard a burst of scolding from inside.

"Eh~West, what's there to see, a bunch of puppies! It is because of you bitches that our country has been burdened with so many debts. Eh, aren't you leaving!? Xu Canhao's gaze crossed over to the onlookers, and saw a ruffian in a floral plaid shirt scolding loudly at the crowd. There were also two ** who were almost dressed up, one was standing on the side staring at the onlookers, and the other was squatting on the ground and pulling the hair of a boy in their school with one hand, snatching the schoolbag in his arms.

Xu Canhao has seen this kind of thing a few times, and he has to sigh at the poor public security in South Korea at this time. Moreover, the underworld here is much more rampant than in China, which is not much worse than the ** in Japan on the surface, but not much worse. Just as Xu Canhao was about to leave, a familiar voice came.

"Ah, uncle, uncle, please don't take it, it was given by my mother!"

"Ahsie, you stupid boy! Xiba, get this shit on me, eh, are you looking for death, Xiba Street Seyi (bitch)..."Xu Canhao turned around and saw Yang Sheng holding a ** leg, and was kicked to the ground by the man. There were books and stationery scattered all over the ground, as well as spicy cabbage that they hadn't eaten at noon. The leading ** wiped the chili oil on his pants with his hands, while scolding in his mouth, and the two accomplices were not idle, constantly kicking with their feet, and Yang Sheng, who fell to the ground.

"Yiluo West (MD), Lao Tzu's pants that I just changed today." The ** head wiped off the spicy cabbage juice on the cuffs and paced to Yang Sheng. Raise your foot to reveal the oil stains on your leather shoes, and say, "Ah, stinky boy, lick me clean..." Before he could finish speaking, the man was smashed to the ground by the schoolbag flying from behind. Ahh Which one is crazy..."** head held the back of the head and turned halfway, and was kicked away by someone flying up from behind.

"TMD, a bunch of Korean little **! Lao Tzu hasn't fought for a long time, so I'll let you meet meat today. Xu Canhao stood up from the ground half-squatting and said fiercely in Chinese. Twelve-year-old (South Korea's virtual age) Xu Canhao has been systematically exercised, and his height is nearly 1.62 meters tall (ah, don't forget the genes of your old Xu family). is not inferior to the height of a normal adult man, plus he has learned serious taekwondo, and has inherited the rich fighting experience of his previous life, and the three of them are still not enough in his eyes.

Xu Canhao was very excited, and he had a feeling that he couldn't suppress the manic power in his body. Pick up the half-cut brick under the telephone pole next to him, and throw it hard towards the ** head that is getting up in the distance. The grieving man was knocked to the ground three times and twice before he could see the person clearly, and fell to the ground with his bleeding forehead covered and yelled. The other two only reflected at this time, scolded loudly, and besieged Xu Canhao together.

Xu Canhao took off the school uniform jacket on his body, put the end of the pocket of the BB machine, and smashed it on the head of the ** who rushed over on the right, so that the person temporarily held his head and left the battle circle. Xu Canhao hit the hand, quickly threw away his clothes, sideways to dodge the punch coming from the left, and at the same time kicked the tip of his left foot on the calf bone of the person on the left. The ** instinctively bent down because of pain, and was grabbed by Xu Canhao by the hair as a fulcrum, a whip leg, and the instep was pumped at the position of the ruffian's eyebrow bone who was hit on the head by Xu Canhao's BB machine and bent down. If this kick is a little further forward and hits the temple, it is estimated that it will not fall to the ground and "hum". The person who was grabbed by Xu Canhao's hair was also led backwards. Xu Canhao let go of the hand that grabbed the hair, grabbed the other party's ear, and lifted it, the man couldn't stop screaming in pain. Xu Canhao slashed at his Adam's apple with a hand knife, and the man instantly lost his combat effectiveness and knelt on the ground holding his neck.

"A bunch of garbage." Xu Canhao said contemptuously in Chinese. When he is excited, he can't help but speak Chinese, especially when fighting. Only the broad and profound Chinese has so many words for him to use.

Yang Sheng on the side cried and silently picked up the books and stationery scattered on the ground, as well as the aluminum lunch box that his mother used to hold spicy cabbage. Xu Canhao looked down on men the most and cried, walked over and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up. "You..." Xu Canhao looked at Yang Sheng, who had snot and tears on his face and blank eyes, and couldn't get angry anymore. He hadn't changed his identity for a while, and the person in front of him was still a child, a stupid student from the countryside. He sighed, let go of Yang Sheng, and picked up his schoolbag and clothes.

At this time, a shrill siren sounded outside the alley. It's really the same for police all over the world." Xu Canhao sneered in his heart. Dragging Yang Sheng on the ground, he walked to the other end of the alley, and several gangsters had already helped each other and ran, without even saying a cruel word.

Xu Canhao pulled Yang Sheng all the way to the bus, and neither of them spoke. It wasn't until he arrived at the door of the uncle's house that Yang Sheng borrowed that Yang Sheng bowed to Xu Canhao and thanked him. "Thank you, Chan-ho." Yang Sheng had a choked tone, and Xu Canhao frowned when he heard it. Just when he began to sob, Xu Canhao slapped him on the head and said, "Okay, stinky boy, follow me to practice kung fu in the future." After speaking, he made a few punches and kicks, and he still learned the idols of several people in his mouth, and the cry of Bruce Lee's logo made Yang Sheng laugh all of a sudden. Alright, get your clothes clean and go inside. Remember, this society will not speak by this in the future, but here. Xu Canhao flashed his broken fist and pointed to his head. Okay, I'm leaving, let's study hard! Xu Canhao put his hands in his trouser pockets, carried the bag on one shoulder, and turned around to leave Yang Sheng with a chic back.

"Brother... Canhao..."Yang Sheng looked at Xu Canhao who was far away, clenched his fists, and whispered softly.

"Eh, the company hasn't been completed, and the gifts haven't been found, Eh!" Xu Canhao walked on the way home, kicking the can on the ground to vent. "Smack!" Xu Canhao snapped his fingers and said happily: "There is!" taeqi，taeqi！ Malayo (nice), wow, that's so smart. Xiaoxian will definitely die of happiness. Wait, how do you convince Mom? Well, that's a problem. The street lamp stretched Xu Canhao's figure, and the whistle of the speeding car around him woke up Xu Canhao who was thinking. Xu Canhao passed by the "convenient" convenience store on the side of the road and inadvertently saw the time on the clock inside. "Ah, miserable, miserable, it's 8 o'clock! Go back and peel off the skin. Xu Canhao ran towards the bus stop at maximum speed.