In the scorching afternoon sun, the playground of Xinfeng No. 9 Middle School, which had been deserted for a long time, was noisy again, and nearly 700 junior high school students who had obtained their junior high school graduation certificates more than a month ago were more than in class before, and today No. 9 Middle School issued the 2004 high school admission notice, even those students who did not have a chance with high school did not want to miss the last party in the junior high school era.

Located in the core location of the old city of Xinfeng, No. 9 Middle School, such as most of the buildings in the old city, highlights the essence of the old, and here was once a piece of beach, the foundation of the building is unstable, and the bungalows with a simple brick structure are more and more reflected in the old city, with a population of one million and GDP growth figures, among the thirteen prefecture-level cities in Ningxi Province, it is definitely possible for the local parents to take it as a city with solid political achievements.

The last row of more than a dozen rows of bungalows, that is, the student public toilet, five student-like teenagers stopped in front of the arch of the boys' public toilet, silently staring at the playground, except for the young man in the middle who was slightly deep, the other four people all showed the arrogance of youth and frivolity, two of them also held cigarettes, and the action of swallowing clouds and spitting fog was particularly skillful, not to mention two or three years of Taoism.

They are dressed in the same way, wearing a white slim T-shirt on the upper body, light blue jeans on the bottom, very eye-catching, the boys who go to the toilet one after another either carefully bypass them, or take pride in saying hello to them, many little boys who take the initiative to talk to each other with an almost humble smile in exchange for any one of the five even if they nod carelessly, it is like a big face, it seems to have the capital to be proud of those cautious little boys, and they are suddenly arrogant.

Why?

Because the five teenagers are the most famous thorns among the junior high school students of the ninth middle school, the five tigers of the ninth middle school: Yang Chen, Sun Yu, Wang Xiaofei, Hao Yong, Li Feng.

Five Tigers, the name called out by the students of the ninth middle school for the five of them, made Yang Chen, the core figure of this small circle, very helpless, the five tigers, the name is vulgar, it is not as good as F5 or the Little Tigers.

"Yang Zi, you are amazing, the score line of the high school entrance examination supermarket is more than ten points, our five brothers, I will count on you to be admitted to a decent university in the future." The young man who spoke was called Sun Yu, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, long shoulder-length hair, and a hairstyle that obviously plagiarized Brother Hao Nan in the old boy, like an old smoker who flicked off the ashes, staring at the young man in the center with a side face, and a smile in his eyes implied a trace of admiration without any impurities.

"So-so, I didn't embarrass my parents."

A short-haired boy with a height of nearly one meter eight in the center, a subtle smile, a face that looks like Takeshi Kaneshiro attracts several girls not far away to look back frequently, this kid does have the capital to attract women, the slim T-shirt outlines the muscle outline of his upper body that is easy to mistake people for many years in the gym, and the jeans that are not thin or loose just set off his slender and sturdy legs to almost perfect, with long legs and a bee waist, and a straight and stylish shoulder.

He is Yang Chen, the first brother of the school recognized by the students of the ninth middle school, his buddies call him Yang Zi, and most of the rest of his peers who know him call him Brother Chen.

"And humble, and despise you." Sun Yu looked at the restrained smile of his good buddy, pursed his lips and sighed, and the other three people laughed in unison, seemingly agreeing with Sun Yu's statement and thinking that Yang Chen was modest.

They really admire Yang Chen, CS, StarCraft, Warcraft, football, basketball are proficient in everything, and the means of fighting and beating people are even more amazing, almost comparable to the kind of toughness played by Jet Li in the movie "Zhongnanhai Bodyguard", the most unreasonable thing is that Yang Chen has been with the four of them for three years, and his academic performance has always hovered around the top ten in the class.

"It's just the beginning, and there's a long way to go." Yang Chen's deep eyes looked at the distant sky, and the seventeen-year-old boy revealed the depth that adults may not see through and understand, this depth has nothing to do with pretending, it is the maturity given to him by his humble family background in a bumpy life.

Just like the perverted skills he has cultivated with his neighbor Uncle Zhang in the past ten years, he is not a chivalrous man who fantasizes about killing a person in ten steps and not leaving a thousand miles ten years ago, he just wants to make himself stronger, less spent on medical expenses, and avoids the already embarrassing family after his parents are laid off.

The five teenagers fell silent again, wondering what their future selves would look like, high-flying or cynical, or mediocre and mediocre?

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There are 12 classes in the third year of the 9th Middle School, each class has 50 or 60 people, nearly 700 people occupy two rows of bungalows and 12 classrooms, and classes 130 to 135 are in the same row.

Two uninvited guests appear to break the relaxed atmosphere.

The noise gradually decreased, and the attention of the boys and girls quickly shifted to the two, and they immediately held their breath and concentrated, because the two people who came were by no means good, the tall and thin boy on the left was Ma Mingming, the thorn head of class 135, and the person who came with Ma Mingming was obviously not a student, in his twenties, bald, wearing a plaid shirt, plaid loose shorts, stepping on flip-flops, and holding his head high and despising the students around him while walking, no one dared to touch the eyes of the bald youth.

At this moment, this bald head is really in the limelight!

"That guy is Erdan, Uncle Ma Mingming, just released from prison."

Some people know the "legendary person" who left glorious deeds in the ninth middle school four years ago, and the initiator of the 12.27 middle school student fight incident that caused a sensation in the city four years ago was this Erdan, for a girl, gathered six companions to slash more than a dozen vocational middle school students, resulting in nine hospitalizations and two serious injuries of vocational middle school students.

"Uncle, it's him!" Ma Mingming's pimple-covered face was hideous, pointing at a plainly dressed weak boy in front of the classroom of Class 133.

The weak boy looked at the approaching two people worriedly, at a loss, before the holiday, he played football and accidentally kicked Ma Mingming's face, Ma Mingming, who was a number one in the ninth middle school, was about to make a move, but was stunned by Yang Chen, who happened to be there, lost his temper, and was gray.

Erdan smirked, walked to the weak boy in three steps and two steps, stretched out his hands to grab the boy's hair, and pressed the boy's head to the waist-high position, and then the big foot girl in flip-flops kicked the boy's face door fiercely, and the horse next to him also kicked and kicked violently with his teeth and claws, unscrupulous!

The weak boy's old and white cheap T-shirt and jeans that had been washed off their own color soon printed more than a dozen messy footprints, and the weak boy who ranked among the top in his grade in academic performance did not dare to struggle at all, and even dared not cover it with his hands, allowing the two of them to take turns raising their feet to bombard the door in front of him.

Cowardly? Timid?

Maybe a little, but let the shy boy who is good at character and learning be blushed and nervous by the girl a few more glances to resist the two bastards who regard fighting as an honorable deed, how is it different from chasing ducks to the shelves, just ask all the boys around, who dares to resist and struggle in this matter, I'm afraid not.

The weak boy seems to be numb and silently bears the punches and kicks, but every time the emaciated body that brings others a sense of humility is kicked, his heart hurts like a pinprick, the pain his body endures, and the nosebleeds that fall bit by bit, it doesn't matter!

A boy can only mature if he bleeds a little and sweats a little.

It's just that the pain in his heart and the humiliation he endured made his self-esteem and self-confidence built up with excellent academic performance collapse a little bit, I don't know how to face the onlookers afterwards, he bent over and was beaten He couldn't count how many times, only to hear Erdan say: "You kid is very honest, I won't fix you to death today." ”

After Erdan finished speaking, he let go of his hand, lit a cigarette and walked away, Ma Mingming sent his uncle away, swaggered back, glared fiercely at the weak boy who was still wiping his nosebleed at the door of the class, and sneered slightly, walked to the classroom of class 135, and forbeared for two months, purely because of his uncle's strong backer and not getting out of prison, he really didn't dare to clean up the boy who had been a classmate with Yang Chen for nine years.

"The teachers' meeting has ended, and all junior high school students will immediately go back to the classroom and wait for the class teacher to send the high school admission letter." The campus of No. 9 Middle School reverberates with sound amplified by loudspeakers.

Boys and girls flocked to the classrooms.

A farce of bullying seems to have come to an end quietly.

The noisy campus gradually deserted, Yang Chen and the four iron buddies walked slowly to the classroom, and finally Yang Chen, who entered the classroom, found that the boys who had been in the same class for nine years in elementary and junior high school had a blue nose and swollen face, and they were bowing their heads to bear the strange eyes of the whole class, Yang Chen squinted his eyes violently, and slowly asked, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?" ”

The boy nicknamed Xiaoyu even said that it was okay, and when he saw Yang Chen coming, the sour feeling full of grievances in his suppressed heart suddenly flooded, and he almost burst into tears, glaring hard, and glared back at his tears, not wanting the whole class to witness his cowardly side for the second time, and not wanting to cause trouble to his good friend who had been with him for nine years.

The seemingly cowardly little fish interprets the true meaning of the word righteousness in its own way.

"Ma Mingming did it." The girl at the same table muttered out of indignation, Yang Chen turned around and walked out of the classroom expressionlessly when he heard this, and went straight to class 135, all the students in class 133 stretched their necks and looked out of the window.

It's a pity that people who only have the courage to be lustful are destined to play a supporting role in other people's life dramas.