Wu Wenxu and I found the "trio" sitting in the front row, so we squeezed over, and after sitting down, we heard Wang Meng say in a low voice: "WC, there are enough people today, and almost all the characters from our grade Niu B are here." ”

"What kind of cow B's character?" I asked curiously.

"Either you can fight, or you know a lot of people outside of school." Wang Meng explained.

Hearing this, I immediately became interested, and pestered Wang Meng to introduce it.

"The row behind us is the second from the right, and inside is Sun Xian from Class 2. He has been in class for two years, and his fists are hard and single-handed. I pretended to look back inadvertently in the direction Wang Meng said, and sure enough, I saw a small head sitting there, his eyes were not big, his skin was slightly dark, and he seemed to be more mature than us.

When I turned around, Wang Meng continued, "Look at the third row from the right, that's Ma Kai from class 4, I heard that his sister is from XJK Middle School, and I know a lot of people. "I peeked in and saw a boy with a hairstyle similar to Aaron Kwok sitting there, although his appearance was very delicate, but there was a ruffian air between his eyebrows, and his eyes were always a little provocative.

After that, Wang Meng continued, "It's the fifth from the left in the last row, that's Song Dehui from Class 1, his uncle is an old cannon in Xinjiekou, and he calls his uncle Lao Yan'er, and he knows a lot of old hooligans." I quietly turned my head and looked in the direction Wang Meng said, and saw a curly man with pimples sitting in the last row. I glanced at it and quickly turned my head, for fear that the other party would misunderstand that I was looking at my eyes.

"Then who is the best B in our class?" I asked stupidly.

Wang Meng glanced at me and didn't answer, her face was full of disdain, and she seemed to be complaining that I was asking knowingly. In fact, it's really not Wang Meng bragging B, he has been tall since he was a child, and he squatted in our class because of his poor study in the fourth grade of primary school. According to his own words, when he was a child, he learned wrestling at Shichahai Sports School, and occasionally saw him do things with others, often throwing each other to the ground in two faces, and then pounced on it was a blast.

But what I admire most is not his extraordinary skills, but his amazing amount of food. Once, at noon, the two of us ate together at a noodle stall in the alley, and he ate two bowls of knife-cut noodles that I couldn't finish eating, and drank a bottle of Arctic Ocean before that, and since then I have admired him so much. The reason why I have a good relationship with Wang Meng's "trio" is not only because of my temper, but also because several of them have asked me more or less since I was a child, because only my homework can be copied by them every day with quality and quantity, which also greatly strengthens the maintenance of the intimate relationship between us and makes our friendship indestructible.

I smirked and asked, "Then who among you is the best in our class?" ”

originally thought that Wang Meng would boast about himself, but he didn't expect him to shake his head solemnly, "None of us are the best." ”

"So who's the best?" I asked.

"Our best B this year should be Xie Dongsheng from Class 3." Wang Meng is colorful.

"Xie Dongsheng?" I was very unfamiliar with this name, and asked curiously, "Why is he the best?" ”

"Because he's a bastard." Wang Meng said expressionlessly.

Just as I was about to continue asking Xie Dongsheng why he was a bastard, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and I saw two adults walking in from outside the door, one of whom I knew was a teacher from the school's teaching office, and the other had never seen him. He is about 50 years old, tall and thin, dark-skinned, with permed hair, and bright eyes, giving people a feeling of full energy, it seems that he should be a professional martial arts coach invited by the school.

After the two people pushed the door in, the originally noisy classroom immediately fell silent. After taking a seat, the teacher of the teaching office took the lead in saying, "Students, please be quiet, in order to enrich everyone's extracurricular life and enhance physical fitness, our school specially invited Coach Meng from Shichahai Sports School to organize and carry out after-school martial arts interest classes, the opportunity is rare, I hope the students will sign up!" He paused and continued, "Coach Meng is usually very busy with his work, and I am fortunate to invite him to come to the school to teach, and the school has also done a lot of work. You may not know that Coach Meng is very famous in my country's martial arts world, just take the well-known Jet Li, you have to call Coach Meng Uncle Uncle! At this time, the audience sighed "Wow", and then saw that Coach Meng's face did not change, and nodded to the teacher of the teaching office to show his acquiescence.

"Next, I would like to invite Coach Meng to give you two words, and the students are warmly welcome!" After speaking, the teaching office took the lead in applauding.

I saw Coach Meng bow slightly, and after the applause, he said, "Hello everyone, students! Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and the practice of martial arts can not only strengthen the body, but also hone a person's willpower and quality, which can be said to benefit a lifetime. ”

Coach Meng looked around the audience, and saw that everyone was attracted by his opening remarks, and the audience was silent, he was very satisfied with this, and said with a smile: "If you want to practice martial arts, you must be persistent, and you must not fish for three days and dry nets for two days." I think Jet Li was still a hairy boy when he was in the team, he may not be as tall as you, he just practiced every day with perseverance and one move, and now he has become a well-known martial arts star. Therefore, as long as you are willing to work hard and practice hard, you will definitely succeed in learning! Under the leadership of the teachers in the teaching office, the thunderous applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

Later, Coach Meng told some interesting stories about the martial arts world, which caused everyone to laugh, and the meeting ended in peace. Finally, the teacher of the teaching office added, "The interest class is voluntary, and each person is 20 yuan per month. ”

After finishing my homework that night, I worked out alone in my room bare-chested in front of the mirror in the large closet, and my daily workouts consisted of dumbbell chest expansion, side raises, bicep curls, push-ups, and sit-ups. So far, I have been exercising for nearly a month, looking at the slightly bulging chest and thickening arms (in fact, there is no change, it is largely psychological), and then thinking of the martial arts interest class that will start next week, I suddenly had a whim, imagined the pillow on the bed as an enemy, and held the pillow as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and slammed it up, and let out a Bruce Lee-like cry from time to time in my mouth. When I got out of bed panting from the toss and was tired, I suddenly found my dad standing in the yard looking at me silently. The scene was extremely embarrassing for a while, I scratched my head and smiled, put the pillow back in its place, and turned around to continue exercising as if it was okay.

In a blink of an eye, on Tuesday, Wu Wenxu and I came to the playground after school to participate in the trial class of the martial arts class, and during the chat, we saw Coach Meng appearing in the playground wearing a sportswear. The crowd quickly gathered around, but the number of people was much smaller than at the meeting, about 50 people.

After a short opening remarks, Coach Meng took us to start the warm-up, and during the formal training, everyone expected him to teach us boxing and kicking, but we didn't expect it to be Zama Bu as soon as we came up. Seemingly simple horse steps, many people persist in less than a minute and stagger. I wasn't much stronger, I just felt my legs tremble, and every second in the back was torment. I finally managed to stay up until Coach Meng shouted to stop, and I fell to the ground with my buttocks. I thought it was over, but after a two-minute break, I started to walk again.

It took three or four repetitions of training before I finally stopped. Coach Meng explained that horse steps are the foundation of martial arts, and we have to practice every day after we go back, so I began to teach us some basic movements.

During this period, I accidentally saw Wang Meng's figure, he hid in the corner of the teaching building and exposed his head, and shook his head after finding that the boxing method taught by Coach Meng belonged to the routine rather than the actual battle. I think a big reason why the bull B characters in those grades didn't come to the training is the same, but the main thing is probably that they feel that punching and kicking in front of everyone is very conspicuous.

Although I was embarrassed, I still followed Coach Meng very seriously to practice one move at a time, and said that it would be fifty people together anyway. Later, in the formal training stage, the number of people had been reduced to about 40, and then there were only about 20 people who were able to continue training every week. After my rough statistics, Coach Meng's teaching income in our school has shrunk from the initial 1,000 yuan per month to 4 or 500 yuan...

From that day on, we had to train on the playground for an hour and a half every Tuesday after school, which lasted for about two months, and then because the sun was setting earlier and the weather was getting colder, the training was changed to one o'clock on Saturday afternoon. Even though it takes time off on the weekend, we enjoy it, mainly because there are no more boring students pointing fingers.

I had just come back from going to the toilet during recess that morning, and before I entered the classroom, I heard a commotion inside, and a few shouts and curses came from time to time. I walked into the classroom quickly, and found that there were many people in front of the classroom, and when the crowd separated, I saw Wang Xiaodong pulling Gao Lei's collar and scolding angrily. At this time, Gao Lei grabbed Wang Xiaodong's hand and scolded back unrelentingly, and the two of them were emotional, thanks to the persuasion of several boys next to them, they didn't move.

When the boys who were pulling the rack saw me coming, they shouted one after another, "The squad leader is here, the squad leader is here, you two don't fight!" ”

Before I got closer, I looked at Wang Xiaodong and Gao Lei, and it was obvious that Wang Xiaodong was bullying Gao Lei (I forgot to mention that Wang Xiaodong was the little white fat man wearing a hurdle vest on the first day of military training). To be honest, my first impression of him was that this fat man had a bad temper and was a bit of a fool. After this period of understanding, I learned that he was originally a second-year student in our school, but because of his poor academic performance, he squatted in our class, which also strengthened his impression of being a thorn in my heart.

Before I spoke, I cleared my throat and said lightly, "Okay, let's go!" ”

Gao Lei saw me coming over to persuade him, glared at Wang Xiaodong again, and let go of his hand first. Wang Xiaodong snorted coldly, and although he reluctantly let go of Gao Lei's collar. Seeing this, I was very satisfied, and thought to myself that I was not a squad leader in vain, no matter who I was, I had to give some face.

"Tell me, why are you two fighting?" I asked.

Seeing that I asked the reason, Wang Xiaodong came to look at the sky with a goldfish, and tilted his head to the side without saying a word. And Gao Lei pulled me like a savior, telling me what happened. It turned out that Gao Lei was the leader of Wang Xiaodong's group, and he was responsible for handing over the group's homework collected that day to the class representative during the first class of each day. Gao Lei collected the homework of this group as in the past early this morning, Wang Xiaodong because he didn't write the algebra homework yesterday, and told Gao Lei to borrow his copy and hand in the homework before the first class. Gao Lei was reported to the teacher by the class representative because of the same problem before, but this time he didn't agree, resulting in Wang Xiaodong not handing in his homework and being called to the office by the algebra teacher, and when he came back, he found Gao Lei's trouble in a fit of anger. And Gao Lei felt that he was reasonable, and he may also have a deep grudge against Wang Xiaodong, so the two of them started to act.

After listening to the cause of the conflict between the two, I was speechless, thinking that Gao Lei was really dead-eyed, and I didn't blame Wang Xiaodong for beating you up, but I also had to be anxious with you (or I don't like to play with children who study well, that's it). Although I thought so in my heart, I still had to play an official tone, saying that everything was a problem for classmates, and that fighting could not solve the problem, so I persuaded people to open up with a few perfunctory words.

After the crowd dispersed, I called Wang Xiaodong out of the classroom alone, estimating that he misunderstood that I was going to preach as the squad leader, with an angry expression on his face, and he had a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. I looked at Wang Xiaodong with a smile, thinking about how to speak, but he asked straight to the point, "Why did you ask me to come out?" ”

"It's okay, I just want to talk to you." I still have a smile on my face as I speak.

"Let's talk?" Wang Xiaodong snorted coldly, "What do I have to talk to you about?" ”

"Gao Lei doesn't borrow you to copy your homework, you're going to beat people, you... I originally wanted to say that you won't find someone else to copy it, but before I could say it, I was interrupted by Wang Xiaodong, only to see him point to my nose and threaten: "If you dare to tell the teacher about my fight, be careful in the future, and tell you the truth that I know a lot of people in the second year of junior high school!" ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately lost interest in him, I thought I would meet a master who was not stingy, but I didn't say a word to reveal my true nature, and it turned out that I would only scare people by pretending. I waved my hand to interrupt him and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, I won't tell the teacher." After saying that, he turned around and left.

This confused Wang Xiaodong, and quickly called me to stop, wondering, "What are you looking for me?" ”

I turned to look at Wang Xiaodong, at this time he had already lost his original momentum, and he was completely harmless as a little fat man of the same age should have. I sighed and said in disappointment, "What do I have to do with you, I just want to remind you not to catch a sheep on your wool, Gao Lei will find someone else if you don't borrow your homework to copy." After speaking, he went straight back to the classroom, leaving Wang Xiaodong standing alone in place.