Chapter 1 Failing the Exam

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In this medium-sized city that is easily forgotten, a male student in his third year of high school is walking in a daze on the street.

His name is Ma Yishan, he just got out of class in the morning, holding the mock test paper that the teacher just sent this morning, there is the teacher's score on it, he looked down and looked again, the score given by the teacher above is a D, that is a failing score, Ma Yishan sighed, and saw that there was just a sewer next to it, and the lid on it had not been closed, he looked around, there were few pedestrians next to him, so he casually threw the test paper in his hand into the sewer.

His family background is average, his father is a sewer worker, dealing with dirty sewers all day long, and usually has few friends, because his body exudes a stench at any time, many people respect his father, only his mother and himself will not dislike him.

Ma Yishan's mother, a cleaner, got up at 4 o'clock in the morning every day, pedaled a tricycle made of iron sheets to sweep the streets, and swept until 7 o'clock in the morning and then came back to rest.

He loves his parents very much, and has always wanted to fight for his parents, he is now studying in a key high school, and he is already in his third year of high school, but his grades are not very good.

"This damn English, this damn dumb English! If you hadn't dragged me back, Lao Tzu would have been admitted to a better school! Which bastard suggested that all students across the country should take the English test? Lao Tzu stabbed ...... Kill him! ”

His grades are basically okay, and he should be able to be admitted to a second-rate university or more, so that his parents can have more face in front of his friends, but his English scores are always at the bottom.

Originally, he didn't come to the bottom, he was the second-to-last English score in the class, but since the first-to-last student transferred last month, he has been sitting on the throne of the penultimate English score in the class.

He knew that if his English grades dragged him back, he could only go to a 3 or 4 rate university at most, and he really hated English, so he walked all the way and did stabbing motions with his hands, and accidentally bumped into a person.

The person was hit by him, shouted and immediately jumped to the side, Ma Yishan was startled, he looked at it, it turned out to be a big bald head, he couldn't help shouting: "Bald head Ming!" How are you! ”

Ma Yishan is more than one meter seven meters tall, and the bald head is half a head taller than him, and an ugly dragon head tattoo on his exposed shoulder is always telling the people around him that he is not easy to mess with.

Bald Ming is a little hooligan, the leader of a small gang, stealing chickens and dogs all day long to fight on the street, and he is also well-known in the nearby streets, he is Ma Yishan's junior high school classmate, when he was in junior high school, he stabbed the Chinese teacher with a knife, and was imprisoned to study at the social university.

The bald head Ming didn't speak, squinted his eyes and shouted: "In Lao Tzu's territory, you dare to use a knife to stab Lao Tzu, even if Lao Tzu is a intestine, you will give it to you...... It's poked out, but Lao Tzu hasn't died yet! Brothers, on! Take him down for me! ”

Originally, the bald head Ming was at the same table with Ma Yishan before he went to prison, and his relationship was not bad, but now that Ma Yishan saw that he was actually released, he didn't greet him happily, and his arms were grabbed by a few followers next to him.

I saw the bald head open his dog eyes and let out a loud shout, and a standard taekwondo side kick flew towards Ma Yishan's chest.

The ugly fierce and violent face of the bald head flying in mid-air immediately panicked after seeing Ma Yishan on the opposite side clearly.

Ma Yishan also panicked when he saw that he had a decent leg technique, "What are you doing bald?" ”

The bald head of the street bully, Ming, actually used brute force to make his flying kick turn in mid-air, and his foot was crooked to the stomach of the little brother who grabbed Ma Yishan's arm next to him.

The expression on the little brother's face was as if a long-starved girl had been beaten by a cannon-level ladyboy king, painful and comfortable.

"Ah!! ――! ”

The people next to him laughed when they saw it, and then they all let go of Ma Yishan's arms.

The people next to him also seemed to recognize Ma Yishan, he was a good brother with a bald head, so he naturally let him go.

The little brother who was kicked held back the pain and said to the bald head: "Boss, if your kick is a little lower, I will be killed!" ”

A few of the little hooligans next to him burst into laughter when they heard this.

The bald head Ming put away his legs, hugged Ma Yishan's arm and shouted, "Brother! Miss me! Why are you coming to pick me up! What a good brother after all! ”

"What picked you up? Lao Tzu is the ...... of the road"

Ma Yishan was halfway through speaking, and when he turned his head, he saw a huge prison gate next to him, and there were many cars parked at the door.

"So you're locked up here! Bad luck! Bad luck! No wonder Lao Tzu failed English today! ”

"Boom!"

The bald head was disgusted as if he had smelled a bubble of when he heard English, "What kind of broken book to read?" Are you still reading a god sycophant book these days? Why don't you go with Lao Tzu to buy banned powder? Yes? Make a fortune for you! ”

When Ma Yishan heard this, he immediately took a few big steps back like an electric shock, "You don't come!" I still want to go to university! Stay away from me! ”

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black dress walked over and said in a deep voice, "Amin! Stop talking nonsense here! Beware of those strips that pull you in for a free accommodation Thai massage! I won't protect you this time! ”

Back then, Ma Yishan still remembered how the bald head Ming got into prison.

Ma Yishan was a very well-behaved student in the class back then, he didn't drink, didn't fight, didn't smoke, didn't fall in love, he was as innocent as a blank piece of paper.

Even his bad tablemate, Bald Ming, tempted him to do bad things many times, but he refused.

This bald head Ming and Ma Yishan are one literate, one martial, one good and one bad, but they can actually form good friends.

At that time, the Chinese teacher in the class had long been unpleasant to see the bald head, because every time the bald head was written and handed in, he often trampled on the authority of the Chinese teacher, so that the Chinese teacher could bear it even if he was a mouse, but he couldn't bear it with a cat.

But people are compulsory, and they can't be bald.

At that time, the Chinese teacher always looked at the bald head and punished him for sweeping the floor repeatedly, in the words of the bald head, his little muscles were practiced by being punished and sweeping the floor at that time.

Once, after one of Bald Ming's tablets was confiscated by his Chinese teacher, Bald Ming began to plan to take revenge on the blood.

So the bald head Ming signed up for martial arts at a taekwondo class on Qixing Road next to the school.

This Qixing Road is actually a street for women, as long as you pass by there, there will be a lot of shameless women who will come to pull you up to open a house.

At that time, the bald head thought that he must practice his true skills, and then go and beat the teacher violently.

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