"Damn math, if anyone says there's nothing more complicated than math, I'm going to beat him up." Shen Zedong was holding a pen and calculating math problems on paper, thinking so in his heart, but the reality was still honest.

The mobile phone in Shen Zedong's pocket shook, he stepped aside and took out his mobile phone to check the text messages, looking at a few words on the mobile phone screen, the corners of his mouth turned up.

"I'm back, see you at the national league."

"Shen Zedong, what are you laughing at?" The math teacher looked like he was about to die.

"I know all day long that if you don't learn anything, you don't like math class, just get out of here." Before the math teacher finished speaking, Shen Zedong said his mantra.

Shen Zedong consciously pushed away the chair, stood up with his bag, walked out of the classroom door leisurely, and went to the toilet.

Seven or eight of them gathered around a boy, the boy's school uniform, without a single wrinkle, and the bangs neatly covered his head, it was so handsome.

Smack, smack

Huang Mao slapped him up, the boy lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and Huang Mao slapped him again.

"Damn, brothers, he has no money, so hit me so hard that his mother doesn't know him." The yellow-haired boy pointed at the boy and ordered his men to do it.

A group of delinquent teenagers rushed up and surrounded the boy, and there was a flurry of punches and kicks.

Shen Zedong didn't know how to fight hundreds of fights in the United States, this kind of scene can only be regarded as drizzle, and he didn't want to care about it, but looking at the boy's body trembling slightly, he didn't have any courage to resist at all, this was not the same as when he was at the beginning.

"Ahh

Huang Mao screamed and rolled to the ground, blood pouring out from the back of his head.

Several other delinquent teenagers turned their heads and looked at Shen Zedong in dismay, because they didn't know when Shen Zedong came in.

Throwing stick, the full name of the formal tactical telescopic baton is collectively known as the telescopic baton, Shen Zedong took it, and this is how it was used.

"I tell you to deceive the little with the many, and to deceive the few." No matter how high the exercise is, I am afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how many people there are, it is useless to have a stick in hand.

Shen Zedong wielded a stick, stick after stick, he couldn't knock it down, kicked it with his strong physique strength, and when they fell to the ground, he punched and kicked, every kick was merciless, if he didn't step on them fiercely today, they would step on themselves tomorrow, Shen Zedong understood this truth better than anyone else.

"Whoa......"

A heart-rending scream rang out, and the entire toilet was filled with his pig-killing screams.

The boy looked at this scene in a daze, but Shen Zedong had already run past him.

"Big brother, what else are you looking at? Run! ”

The boy suddenly woke up, got up from the ground in a hurry, and ran out with Shen Zedong.

Of course, the boy knew that Shen Zedong was not afraid of these delinquent teenagers, but the teachers of the school, and the screams of this group of people were estimated to have reached the ears of the teachers.

He knew what it would mean to be caught by the school teacher, so he was so frightened that he ran faster and ran out of the boys' toilet without looking back.

But at this time, I saw Huang Mao covering the back of his head, slowly getting up from the ground, and the hand covering the back of his head was spread out to see, his hands were full of blood, and he grinned in pain, and raised his head to look at Shen Zedong and the two who were fleeing, his eyes were full of anger.

"Bastard, okay, it's really kind, dare to move Lao Tzu in Qingyang No. 1 Middle School, wait and see."

"Damn, brothers, hurry up, don't be discovered by the school teacher, go to class first, and wait for the school gate to gather."

"Thank you! But you're going to get in trouble. ”

"You're welcome, haven't you heard that? Good people have good rewards, and they will be very comfortable doing good deeds. ”

"It's class time, Shen Zedong, why don't you go back?" The head teacher passed by the aisle and said after discovering Shen Zedong's condition.

"Eh, I'm sorry teacher, I'll go back right away!" Shen Zedong ran back in a gray manner, but fortunately, the head teacher Xiang Yang did not worry too much.

Shen Zedong actually didn't go back to the classroom at all, and when he just went down the corner of the stairs, a strong smell of inferior smoke immediately hit his face.

More than a dozen delinquent teenagers were sitting or standing in the dormitory, all holding a cigarette in their mouths, and they saw Shen Zedong come in and looked at him mockingly.

A bad boy came over and pushed Shen Zedong, and said fiercely: "Go in!" ”

Huang Mao slowly walked up and put a hand on Shen Zedong's shoulder: "Boy, settle the score." ”

"Okay!" Shen Zedong looked at the unkind expressions of these little gangsters, and knew that something was wrong!

Shen Zedong didn't think about it, he turned around and ran, outnumbered, he understood this truth better than anyone else.

"Damn, dare to run." Huang Mao scolded, ran up quickly in three steps and two steps, and kicked Shen Zedong on the ass fiercely, Shen Zedong was not kicked down, but the yellow-haired young man staggered back a few steps.

"Dude, beat him." The yellow-haired boy scolded again, and the bad boys rushed over together.

Shen Zedong alone was certainly not the opponent of Huang Mao and their dozen or so individuals, and soon one person pressed his arm, one person pressed my neck, and two people pressed his shoulder.

Seven or eight delinquent teenagers immediately surrounded him, punched and kicked Shen Zedong, and beat him violently.

"Bastard ......" Shen Zixi's anger reached its peak, and finally broke out, kicking hard in the chest of a bad boy.

Shen Zedong looked at the bad boy who fell at his feet and covered his head in pain.

I saw that Shen Zixi was still holding a stick in one hand, and the stick seemed to have been removed from the broom.

Shen Zixi quickly rushed forward in two steps, waved a stick over, and hit Huang Mao's back hard.

Huang Mao was beaten to the ground, and then got up in a hurry, his expression was full of panic, and he ran out with a rolling belt.

And Shen Zixi held a stick, chasing him after his ass like beating a street rat.

The scene in the corridor was completely chaotic, and more than a dozen other bad teenagers besieged Shen Zixi for a while, and suddenly found that they couldn't beat it, but they were chased and beaten by Shen Zixi in turn.

Shen Zixi hit fiercely, and after a few strong swings, he hit a bad boy and flew out in two.

The yellow-haired boy took advantage of this time and quickly escaped from the aisle with his buddies in a panic.

"Hey, don't run." Shen Zixi was holding half a stick, and he was going to chase it out, but it seemed that he still hadn't had enough anger.

"Zixi, forget it......" Shen Zedong hurriedly grabbed his old sister.

He didn't expect Shen Zixi to be so fierce, one person hit Huang Mao with a stick, and more than a dozen of them had no room to fight back, after all, now in school, Huang Mao called other people, it would be difficult.

Shen Zixi didn't plan to chase anymore, threw the half-stick to the side, clapped his hands, looked relaxed, and then said angrily: "Shen Zedong, you are really useless, if you can't win, run away, if I don't touch it, you will probably be beaten all over your body by them." ”

As she spoke, Shen Zixi finally noticed that Shen Zedong was wrong, she gently touched Shen Zedong's forehead with her hand, and said to herself: "You don't have a fever, why is your head so hot, go, it's a physical education class anyway, it doesn't matter if you can't go to it, go, I'll accompany you to the infirmary to have a look." ”

"Zixi, didn't you say that you went back to the classroom to get your schoolbag, why did you ...... so quickly" When they arrived on the first floor, the brother and sister ran into Luo Xinran.

"Xinran, I'm in a bit of a hurry, if the PE teacher comes to me, I'll ask for a leave." Before Luo Xinran agreed, Shen Zixi hurriedly pulled Shen Zedong to pass by her.

Shen Zedong sighed, reached out and rubbed her hair: "It's okay, Zixi, don't go to the infirmary." ”

Shen Zixi seemed a little angry, and pouted: "No, where are you going to be injured, how will you play in the future." ”

Shen Zixi was looking for the infirmary on campus with Shen Zedong's schoolbag on her back, and she seemed to be lost when she looked confused.

Shen Zixi rubbed her hair irritably, in fact, she was also a freshman, but she entered a few weeks earlier than Shen Zedong: "Why is this school built so big, where is this infirmary!" ”

Running east and west, Shen Zixi's brother and sister finally came to the infirmary in a daze.

"Teacher, you can help my brother take a look."

The teacher in the infirmary helped Shen Zedong take his temperature: "I have a fever!" 40.9 degrees! ”

The teacher in the infirmary gave Shen Zedong some antipyretic medicine and then applied it.

"If your resistance is good, the fever will go down tonight, and if your resistance is not good, it will burn up."

"If you have a fever again, remember to go to the hospital for an injection in time."

"Okay, thank you, teacher." After Shen Zixi paid for the medicine, the brother and sister left the infirmary.

"Wait for me at the school gate, I'll go back to the classroom to get my school bag." Shen Zixi said, and walked up the teaching building.

"Good ......" Friday afternoon after two classes, is the weekend holiday.

(End of chapter)