On the second day of the official holiday, the weather was still sunny and bored, so I planned to go to Haitao's house to call Lao Mao.

"I'll guess you're going to eat."

"Would you like to have something together?"

"Forget it, I'll finish eating. What are you going to do now? ”

"It's nothing special, my grandmother buys vegetables in the morning, goes out at noon, and probably sleeps in the afternoon, so I play by myself."

"Your grandmother can't take care of you at home."

"Well, by the way, you're here, why don't you play a game together?"

"I'd like to call Lao Mao first and ask him what his plans are."

"Damn, let's fight."

The phone rang for a long time before Lao Mao's mother picked up the phone.

It turned out that Lao Mao was playing football yesterday afternoon and broke his kick, and he is still lying at home.

So, with the help of memory, I was ready to call the picker.

After a successful mistake, I came to Haitao's phone book, and I called several times in succession, and the brothers almost hung up when they heard Lao Mao, and they all readily agreed to visit together.

"You save a little bit of fighting."

"And it doesn't cost me money."

"Damn, you slut."

At about half past one in the afternoon, we gathered downstairs at Lao Mao's house, because there were more people, so it was decided that Haitao and I would go to say hello first, and the other brothers would wait in a stationery store called "Liuliu Da Shun".

We often go to this store, because through the hall, there are five Xiaobawang game consoles, of course, such a secret entertainment place, not many people know about it.

If you ask me how I found out, I really forgot a little, maybe someone else told me, or maybe the boss mentioned it when I was buying stationery.

"Don't move, it hurts!"

When we were playing with the "dying" old mao, we had an urge to laugh, but we didn't expect the heartless old mao to be so afraid of pain.

"Are you serious?"

"It's not serious, the doctor said that it was right, let me keep it at home, but it still hurts......"

"By the way, there is still a vote of brothers downstairs, do you want them to come up and visit."

"Visit your uncle."

"I rub, you take advantage of me? Then I'll have to charge for the tickets. ”

"Go, go, don't bother me."

"Anyway, why are you so good, you can kick a ball like this."

"Carelessness, carelessness."

His cousin was also in the bedroom, and when he heard us ask about the cause of the fracture, he said angrily, "It's all my fault, if it weren't for ......."

"Shut up, it's none of your business."

Haitao and I glanced at each other and felt that it was not normal.

Haitao turned his head and asked his cousin, "What's going on?" ”

As soon as Lao Mao wanted to stop it, I picked up a pillow to cover Lao Mao's face, of course, I wouldn't press it to death, and Lao Mao's mother also knew that we often played around, so even if she heard us "committing murder" in the house, she wouldn't come in and say anything.

But my cousin didn't speak again, and as soon as I thought about it, forget it, and ask again when I had a chance.

After a brief chat, we let Lao Mao rest and dragged his cousin away.

When I got downstairs, my cousin explained what happened:

"Yesterday afternoon, when I went to play in Guangming (the name of the stadium), a few thugs insisted on coming with us, and my brother came to look for me, and I wanted to leave, but they wouldn't let me, so I played with them for a while. Then they couldn't kick it, so they got off the black foot, and as a result, my brother's kick broke a broken one. ”

After listening to my cousin's words, I was very angry and scolded: "Old Mao grandson, why don't you fart?" ”

"We originally wanted to fight, but my brother was afraid that we would suffer, so he didn't care."

"Is this a matter of consideration? Why is Lao Mao so cowardly now? Go, you take us and see if they're still there. ”

"Just the two of us?"

"That can't be, I'm not brainless."

When it came to the "Six Six Shun", the brothers were having a good time.

"Rest for a while, brothers, go out and fight with me."

Teacher Hao and Dazhi are both honest people, but Professor Luo, Xiaofeng, and Xiaowang are all a bit of a mess.

When he arrived outside the fence of "Guangming", he found that the gang was still there, and his cousin pointed to one of the crooked-looking people and said, "He kicked it." ”

I looked closely, and the man was probably eighteen or nineteen years old, and no one asked him for the ball when he was dribbling, so I was afraid he was the leader of the gang.

When we walked into the stadium, the man also stopped, as if he recognized his cousin, and said to him, "What's the matter, you want to find something?" ”

I answered, "I don't mean that, I just want to play football." ”

"Then you go up and kick it somewhere else."

"Don't, it's all here, you either go together or get out."

"You say it again?"

I was walking forward, and I was about to "say it again", when suddenly someone kicked me hard from behind, because it was so sudden, my body suddenly took off, and what was even more embarrassing was that my face fell to the ground first......

This field is a rare rubber field, not as "gentle" as the turf, so I immediately rubbed a blood mark on my face.

Alas, it seems that people who talk a lot of nonsense will always be beaten first, and they would have known that they would do it directly.

Maybe I can't get over my face, it may be a little painful, it may be that I saw blood, it may be that I want to help my brother avenge, or it may be that Lan Yuxuan has left this class, my anger has reached its peak, I got up and pressed the person who "sneaked" me down, and then vented all my anger on him.

Seeing this, the crooked melon and cracked the jujube and wanted to come over and drag me, Professor Luo and Xiao Wang stopped him together, Xiao Feng was afraid that someone else would come, so he blocked in front of them, but found that everyone else was watching the excitement, I'm afraid it wasn't together.

The guy I beat looked older than me, but his strength was obviously smaller than mine, so it seems that the years of training are really helpful.

But I didn't think about it that much, and I continued to fight hysterically, until my hands hurt, until the skin broke, until one of his teeth was knocked out.

I looked back at the "crooked melon and cracked date", because he was beaten by two people together, he didn't get a bargain, and his nosebleed was also beaten out.

Maybe I was too angry, and I wanted to find an opportunity to go over and kick that person, but I happened to hear someone outside shouting, "Well! Don't fight! ”

Hearing that someone was meddling, the remaining sane brothers pulled us away.

Gangsters are gangsters, although they have suffered losses, but they still keep scolding, saying nonsense like "don't leave if you have a kind", we are angry, and outsiders come to persuade us, so we left the stadium and told my cousin not to come in the future.

Professor Luo helped us buy water and made me flush my face again.

"You're quite long."

"Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"If you have a scar, you'll be broken."

"Hey, what's that?"

In fact, it is normal for boys to fight, and it is not for nothing when they hang the lottery, and they don't care about broken appearances, but they think that men with scars on their faces are particularly cool.

Fortunately, it was winter, and the natural ice effect made my wound swell down quickly, but there was still a red mark extending from the tip of my nose to the corner of my mouth.

When I got home, my mother asked me how I did this, and I said that I didn't pay attention when I was playing, so I just hid it.

Maybe it's because it's been too comfortable in recent years.,It's really been a day since I fought.,I feel quite enjoyable.,I just don't know which breath it is.。