This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

After some devil training from me (Qian Duo's exact words), Qian Duo became a good little gangster. Fortunately, it didn't affect his academic performance too much.

As for the mixed society, he has his own crooked reasoning: since someone must play this role, why can't it be him, at least he won't take the initiative to bully the weak. also vowed to be a good gangster.

Actually, I agree with the saying that the world does not suffer from few, but from inequality. Hegemony will produce subjective thinking, and the disadvantage of doing things emotionally is also a kind of unevenness, which will eventually be equalized, so it is not easy to say that gangsters are mixed. ”

This was actually what the second uncle warned me, but as a junior high school student at the time, I basically didn't understand it. Speaking of which, there is something to explain.

It was when I was about to get up and leave after listening to the above admonitions from the second uncle. Qian Duo burst in from the outside in a huff, of course, he didn't forget to greet the second master first.

"Duozi, what's wrong with your face?" I noticed that the side of Qian Duo's face was a little red and swollen on the side of me, so I asked.

"I wasn't beaten by Han Daodao's bastard."

"Why did he hit you?"

"I clicked on my back, and I happened to be caught by him when I was pinching flowers in the garden before leaving the school gate, thanks to my fast running, what is my face, and I still have a bag on my head."

Qian Duo rubbed the bag on his head and continued indignantly, "Alas! Who would have thought that at such a late hour, this dog thing would be a cat at school! ”

"Pinching a flower is beaten like this, this teacher is too horizontal, your school doesn't care?" The second uncle touched his chin and asked thoughtfully.

"Han Daode is very domineering, how can anyone in Wuyuan Middle School control him! The principal is all decorations in front of him, and he can only be scolded if he provokes him, I heard that Han Daodao's backstage is very hard, and no one can afford to provoke him. ”

Qian Duo said helplessly, as if there was a contradiction in his helplessness - he hoped and didn't want Han Daode to be as he said.

"Heaven wants to die, and it will make it mad. This guy doesn't have any good fruit to eat, it's just a matter of time. The second uncle still touched his beardless chin with his hand from time to time.

Sure enough, two months later, Han Daode was stabbed in the school office, and the murder weapon was the saber used to cut fruit on his desk.

Qian Duo, who has been fighting for the ownership of the power and reaction between himself and Han Daodao, finally has to relieve his grievances - the wicked have their own wicked grinding.

The stabber, Yang Dakang, has been detained, but his family and hospital have confirmed that he has been taking psychotropic drugs recently.

The story given by the school is as follows: Yang Daring was beaten by Han Daode for no reason because of his son Yang Cong, and after finding the school and his theory, he had a quarrel.

Han Daode was so angry that he not only insulted and insulted, but also used a fruit knife to intimidate Yang's father, causing Yang's father to be emotionally unstable and then have a psychotic attack, and inadvertently stabbed Han Daode in the process of grabbing the knife.

After the incident, the school immediately dialed 120 to take the injured to the hospital. Han Daode lost too much blood and was temporarily admitted to the hospital's morgue.

At that time, Yang Cong was a student in the second (1) class of Wuyuan Middle School, and his family was poor and his grades were excellent. He is also a poor student sponsored by the principal Wei Guomin.

After Yang's father was detained, the already poor family was completely cut off from financial resources, in view of this, the school repeatedly decided to raise funds for him, and all the teachers and students of the school were generous under the advocacy of Principal Wei and the class teachers, especially the poor students.

It then developed into a collective fundraising activity for the whole town and even the whole city. Later, because of the huge amount of money, the Yang family took out most of the money and opened an account in the bank, which was specially used to support the poor students in the town.

It really responds to the old revolutionary saying "everyone is for me, I am for everyone". For a while, it was a beautiful talk.

The final result of Yang's trial was that the death of a person caused by unconscious negligence without the capacity to be responsible was justified defense and was not subject to criminal responsibility. However, the total amount of compensation to the family of the deceased shall be paid in accordance with national regulations......

At that time, there were always some shadowy thoughts in my mind, but I couldn't blurt out like I do now, "That's why I believe it because it's ridiculous." ”

Han Daode is a retired soldier. In addition, he was my PE teacher and homeroom teacher in the first year of junior high school. (I don't know about these Qian Duo, because he only transferred to our school in his second year of junior high school.) The first time I met him was in my first class after entering junior high school.

At that time, he was dressed as a soldier, his shirt was a T-shirt without a hat, he had a small flat head, and his face was rough, thin, and his nasolabial folds were very eye-catching.

There are deep forehead lines on the forehead, thick eyebrows and big eyes, sharp eyes, a short nose bridge, large nostrils, and two thick dark red lips underneath. The hands always like to be behind their backs, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

I saw him write three words "Han Daodao" on the blackboard with chalk, then turned around, dropped the chalk, propped his hands on the podium, and said in a voice like a bell: "I am your homeroom teacher Han Daodao, taking you to sports."

Regarding classroom discipline, I have only one requirement, and that is obedience. The penultimate student in this row stood up, went to the playground and ran five laps before coming back. Others go to self-study. After he finished speaking, the class that had been chaotic a moment ago immediately fell silent.

Later, because of basketball, I gradually got acquainted with him. I learned a lot of practical basketball skills from him, including some self-protection moves during the game, how to rinse with cold water immediately after a sprain, and how to stretch before exercising.

I distinctly remember that the first basketball move he corrected for me was the pull-up jump shot, and he accompanied me to practice for more than half an hour. As I spent more time in contact, I got to know him better.

His teaching philosophy is stick first, militarized management. The reason is that a loving mother has many defeated children, and strict teachers produce high apprentices. He recommended a book to me called "Thick Black Studies", and it also gave me a new understanding of the Bible: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

By the way, there were still a lot of Catholics around me at that time, and most of them usually gathered in groups to pray at night, and on Sundays they agreed to go to church as a customary service, and one of the girls in our class was still a member of the choir of the church in the town.

My biggest question about "foreign" believers is whether God understands Chinese. Some of them are also called excessive believers, of course, I don't know how they are excessive, but occasionally I see some of them being dragged away in public by police cars, which must be excessive.

I've only heard one sentence in the Bible before, "If someone strikes you on the right cheek, you give him the left cheek as well." ”

Later, when I read in my political book that the foreign economic policy of the United States is a big stick and gold dollars, I realized that Han Daodao was not good at learning. He only learned half of it, but unfortunately he never had the opportunity to steal the other half again. I even suspect that the "Thick Black Studies" he read is a copycat version.

Okay, let's move on to Chandor's fight against flies.