Shuihua No. 1 Middle School, not particularly far from No. 4 Middle School, only a few streets away, if you go fast, you can come from No. 1 Middle School to No. 4 Middle School in half an hour.

However, the difference between the two is that it is the same as heaven and earth. No. 1 Middle School is a hegemon-level existence in the entire Shuihua City, and the students recruited in it are all outstanding, whether it is Wenyi or Wu, it is not something that other schools in the city can compete with, and the teaching capital is so strong that the rest of the schools are desperate.

Even Shuihua No. 2 Middle School, which has also been established for a long time, does not have the strength to compete, let alone the No. 4 Middle School, which has just been established. Although it has the same strong teaching capital, it is not enough at all, so it is appropriate to describe it as heaven and earth.

However, the tuition fee of No. 1 Middle School is also out of reach of all colleges and universities, otherwise why would Zhong Yuan, who is the top student in the high school entrance examination, give up this dream school for all students in Shuihua City and devote himself to the arms of No. 4 Middle School, which has no fame at all.

But he gave up, but as his sworn enemy in middle school, Wu Chong, who ranked second only to him in the high school entrance examination this time, entered this palace of heart as he wished. And after entering, instead of letting go, that grievance was remembered more deeply.

The sky was gray, and the autumn wind was blowing, rolling up dust to fill the air, blurring people's eyes and obscuring the hanging lamp.

At this time, No. 1 Middle School seemed very quiet, as if everything had fallen into a deep sleep, but the teaching buildings were lit up with bright lights, and countless figures could be seen faintly. At this time, the school gate was completely silent, but several bad teenagers in T-shirts walked towards the school gate with big thorns, and after the doorman saw the appearance of these teenagers, the mood of scolding disappeared in an instant at that moment, and was replaced by a gloomy face. However, under the gaze of the leading boy, he opened the closed school gate.

"This year's students are too arrogant, and when they come back, they will definitely let you taste the bitterness."

The sound of hula pulling, mixed with the belliger's belly, gradually revealed the world outside the door in front of the eyes of this group of teenagers. However, the first thing I saw was not those stores, but a fat man who was almost unable to see his legs.

"Mangzi, why did you come here at this time?" The young man who took the lead looked at the big fat man, his eyes suddenly showed a look of doubt, and he even asked at that moment.

"Angkor, but when you come out, you have to call the shots for me!"

The fat man was naturally Liu Mang, who had suffered in the fourth middle school in the morning, and when he saw the leading boy at this time, his fat face suddenly showed a touch of excitement, and his fat intestines trembled and trembled, just like seeing his parents, his short legs moved at that moment, and the earth roared in an instant, which made the teenagers who followed Wu Chong frown. However, Wu Chong is used to it as usual, but there is still a trace of disgust between his eyebrows, not because of the fat man's posture, but because of his character and qualifications.

"What's the matter, could it be that I was bullied in the fourth middle school." Wu Chong frowned, although he didn't like the waste in front of him in his heart, but after all, he was a hardcore little brother who had been following him since he was in middle school, so not long after he said his grievances, he still said a kind inquiry.

However, at that moment, Wu Chong seemed to have thought of something, his face instantly became extremely ugly, his eyes turned feminine at that moment, and his whole body exuded a cold aura. Immediately, the teenagers who followed him showed puzzlement, but the fat man standing in front of him was still the same, without the slightest change, as if he had known that he would be like this.

It seems that that person is also in the fourth middle school, is today's incident related to him?

With the speculation in his heart, Wu Chong's gaze fell back on Liu Mang, as if waiting for his answer. At this time, Liu Mang was also very knowledgeable, so he told everything that happened in the morning and the consequences of provoking Zhong Yuan, and then stood quietly aside, looking at Wu Chong with a pair of slit-like eyes.

"Genetic waste? It's getting more and more interesting, if you don't sprinkle a handful of salt at this time, wouldn't you be disappointed by this great gift from God, ha, ha! Go, Mangzi, I'll help you get revenge. ”

Wu Chong's ugly face gradually faded, until his eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that his former opponent had identified it as a genetic waste at this time. And as Liu Mang finished speaking, he suddenly laughed, obviously now his mood was extremely happy, otherwise he would not have wrapped Liu Mang's fat shoulders and walked in the direction of the fourth middle school with the people behind him.

The fourth middle school at night is not as quiet as the first middle school, but it is unusually noisy. Especially today, the students gathered on the guardrail of the teaching building, looking at the bright moonlight, chattering and discussing passionately with the students on the side. But without exception, the conversation revolves around words like gene injections, and it's clear that the anticipation for tomorrow trumps more than ever.

However, there was also such a small group of people, who came to the dark corner of the playground, their expressions were full of loneliness, and even the pair of bright eyes looked extremely gloomy. I couldn't even feel the slightest smell of youth all over my body, and I was like a soulless puppet in the twilight, squatting on the ground and twitching softly.

These people are the people who have been brushed off the tester, that is, the world's recognized baseless. They didn't match their mecha genes, even if they were too strong, there were geeks who were good at various exams, and there were geniuses who were envied in the past, but today, they are losers, a group of losers who completely lost from head to toe. At this time, their eyes looked at the light not far away through the darkness, although their eyes were dim and full of despair, but there was also a little envy in that despair, because the figure frolicking in the light may become the dream they have been having since they were children in the future - a mecha warrior who smiles proudly under the starry sky.

Zhong Yuan was among these people, and although he didn't like the darkness here, he didn't like the light even more today, the light that implied all kinds of emotions such as sarcasm, frolicking, contempt, exaltation, laughter, and scolding. Because now he is in the deepest part of hell, and there is no light, only darkness.

"Mouse, how about accompanying me out for a walk."

However, the atmosphere here, in addition to being dull or dull, even the sound of convulsions made Zhong Yuan take the cigarette that was clamped between his ears and put it in his mouth at that moment, and then it was lit with a string of flames. But after exhaling a puff of smoke, he finally couldn't stand the thick despair that permeated here, and turned his head to Sun Haoyue who was standing next to him in frowning and said slowly, and then without waiting for his reaction, he took the lead and walked towards the school gate.

Outside the school gate, the lights are dim, the hustle and bustle seems to have been completely stripped away, and occasionally a few cars pass by, but it is also restored to the due tranquility in an instant. At this time, the autumn wind was blowing, blowing down the sycamore branches and leaves standing on both sides of the road, and faintly revealing a cold that was about to enter the middle of winter, but at this moment Zhong Yuan was just wearing a long T-shirt, leaning on the lamp pole and smoking the stuffy cigarette quietly.

"Brother Yuan, with your talent, even if you can't be a mecha warrior, you can become an excellent potion master!" The cigarette butt was trampled on, but it was a box of warm herbal tea handed over, and Sun Haoyue finally admonished Zhong Yuan with an ugly face in silence.

"Pharmacist, that takes a lot of time. Mouse, I can't afford to wait! ”

Apothecary is a pinnacle profession derived from mecha warriors, and their existence is to research the most suitable potion for the evolution of mecha warriors, and it is also the most desirable profession for all mankind except mecha warriors, and even the top mecha warriors maintain respect for the top apothecary, after all, this is related to their future evolutionary path. However, the top pharmacists are very rare, and they can't even find a handful of them in the world, and the path of the pharmacists is not easy, and the degree of promotion even surpassed that of mecha warriors for a time. Therefore, most of the pharmacists who can achieve fame are some old men who sit and die in the research room, even the youngest ones are in their forties, and this is obviously not what Zhong Yuan wants.

Sun Haoyue was gloomy, after all, as Zhong Yuan's brother who had played since he was a child, he understood the meaning of what Zhong Yuan said, and even the dullness almost made him pour out the words in his heart. But in the end, he still held back, because he knew Zhong Yuan, and Zhong Yuan also knew him, but at that moment, Zhong Yuan still shook his head gently, which made the two of them silent for a moment.

However, this silence was completely broken after a while, and I saw that not far away, a group of teenagers were walking towards this side, and the moment Zhong Yuan and the others stared at the past, their faces instantly became extremely ugly. Because in that dim light, a figure is so obvious that it is like the bright moon hanging in the sky, and you don't need to look closely at it, you can detect it just by feeling the hum of the earth.

"Zhong Zhuangyuan, long time no see!" The person who came was naturally Wu Chong and his party, as for the benchmark-like figure, it was Liu Mang, who had suffered in the morning, at this time he stood behind Wu Chong, and did not say much, just stared at Zhong Yuan and the two with a pair of fierce eyes.

"If you have something to say, let it go quickly, I'm not familiar with you."

Looking at the person who came, as well as the posture of the fat man, Zhong Yuan could imagine even if he thought with his ass that Wu Chong's arrival and his heart must have come to see his jokes. Therefore, the words he said were extremely unkind, and even carried a yin damage, but in the past, the two of them were the same, otherwise they would not have fought in middle school for three years.

"I heard that Zhong Zhuangyuan has been the champion again, so I came to congratulate and send my own congratulatory gift by the way."

When the two met, they seemed to be enemies of life and death, and this grievance Zhong Yuan also felt extremely helpless, who let him be chased by the school flower at the beginning, and the school flower was Wu Chong's sweetheart, so it caused the current phenomenon. At this time, Wu Zhong poked Zhong Yuan's scar directly, and after poking, he dodged, obviously wanting to fight.

Suddenly, a scuffle unfolded on that quiet road, but after all, it was because of the large number of people, and the people brought by Wu Chong were all good at fighting. If it weren't for the hot-blooded teenagers in the fourth middle school who really couldn't look at it, and came out with various tables, chairs and benches, it was unknown whether Zhong Yuan and Sun Haoyue would survive. However, the end is also extremely miserable, and it is not too much to describe it in four words: flesh and blood.