The afternoon sun in Yangon hangs high in the sky like a warm sun egg.

Gu Weijing walked through the green corridor at the school gate with his schoolbag on his back,

Busy

Students from the programming club are building a robot competition field with Lego bricks on a small playground not far away.

Sports students with football helmets and girls in black and white contrasting dance skirts passed him noisily.

Spring is high-spirited and vibrant,

Even the chirping of larks in the shade of the trees is full of energy.

International schools don't have a lot of academic pressure, and most students here choose to study abroad, which is not as high as most Asian high schools.

No matter what grade it is, there are no classes around three or four o'clock.

The rest is rehearsal time for the various student clubs.

Gu Weijing turned on his mobile phone and was about to call an Uber taxi to the orphanage to paint as usual, but suddenly found that the atmosphere at the school gate was a little quiet.

Five or six people who didn't look like serious students were gathering by the veranda in front of the school to smoke cigarettes.

Most of them looked like students, but they didn't wear Dulwich uniforms, exuding a cold temperament that no one else approached.

"Bad outside of school?"

Gu Weijing frowned.

With the security of the school's staff, ordinary social gangsters will definitely not be able to enter.

It's just that during the daily club time, their campus public facilities will be opened to several local secondary schools in the surrounding area.

Dulwich is a boutique aristocratic secondary school with a small class size, a large school and a small number of students.

There are only 100 people in a grade, and there may not be enough people to rehearse a large-scale stage play, and there are some cross-school competitions or something.

Anyway, they are all students, sharing some of the infrastructure on the campus to the surrounding schools, and there are government subsidies to get.

As a result, students from other schools can use their student cards to enter Dulwich College on Campus Club Open Days.

This gives some bad students a chance to blend in.

Gu Weijing had heard before that Dulwich students had been blackmailed and the like.

But these gangsters aren't completely brainless.

They only pick the ones who are good at bullying, and they won't mess with students like Kou and Jerry, who have a hard background and are ruthless in the background, so nothing major has happened.

He didn't want to provoke these people, so he lowered his head and took a few steps to the side, preparing to move away from the group.

"Is your name Gu Weijing?"

The leader suddenly stood up and stopped in front of Gu Weijing when Gu Weijing passed by, and pointed at Gu Weijing's chest with a hand holding a cigarette.

As the boss got up, the other middle school students in the gang also seemed to hear some kind of signal, and Hulala surrounded him in the middle.

They squeezed Gu Weijing with their bodies and forced him to the corner of the corridor.

The student at the head was holding a cigarette, with a flowing smile on his face, but his eyes were full of cruelty.

"Guys, if you want to blackmail, it would be smarter to go outside the school and do it again, right?"

Gu Weijing asked expressionlessly, and his tone was even a little mocking.

After seeing the bald head who arranges murder on the street and still smiles and doesn't change his face, he really doesn't like these bad students who are old boys.

This is the Dulwich campus, they don't dare to go too far, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Besides, if they want to blackmail themselves, it's really not a good choice.

The $100 in cash in his uniform pocket was not a small amount, but Dulwich had more money than he did.

"Blackmail? Your little money brothers still don't look down on it, if you are Gu Weijing, our boss wants to know each other. ”

A thug said with a playful smile.

This scene in the green corridor also attracted the attention of other Dulwich students who passed by.

Some of them have already recognized the bad identity of the leader with a separate head.

Words and deeds are full of anger - this guy's cousin is what people call the so-called "gang members", who runs three Internet cafes, two billiard halls, and a go-kart hall on the nearby commercial street, and is very powerful.

He himself was the eldest of these delinquent students at the nearby Yangon No. 1 Middle School, and is said to have bullied several of his classmates to the point of dropping out.

"Hey, hey, hey, in the corridor at the entrance of our school, someone is surrounded by the group of people from No. 1 Middle School."

"Who's that boy in the middle? Someone knows! This guy is estimated to be miserable. ”

"Listening to their conversation, called Gu Weijing, I seem to have a little impression of this name, the senior who is the first in the thirteenth grade seems to be called this name."

"He's not a good student, why did he get into trouble with this group of people, do you want to inform the teacher or the student council?"

"Wait and see, I didn't do anything now, I was just talking, who knows what was going on."

Many of Dulwich's classmates were curious to watch the excitement from a distance, forced by the obscenity of their heads, but no one wanted to get closer.

"Yes, I'm Gu Weijing, but I'm not interested in getting to know you."

Gu Weijing nodded.

"Please get out of the way, I'm in a hurry." He said calmly, without much fear in his tone.

The more scared you are in the face of such thugs, the more arrogant they become.

"Fuck, this kid is pretty fucking arrogant, what's the matter, the boss taught him a lesson?" Someone next to him stared at Gu Weijing, and said with a sad smile: "Invite him to smoke or invite him to take a bath?" ”

Just like parties, bullying has always been a part of Western-style high schools.

Dulwich College has a dedicated anti-bullying policy and hired psychologists to deal with the psychological counseling of students who are bullied.

At each opening ceremony, the principal will ask for three or five questions about the relevant issues.

But like the famous saying, sometimes the more something is lacking, the easier it is for people to proclaim something.

Even without these bad students in local secondary schools, the problem of bullying in schools has always been objective.

Smoking and bathing are part of the classic bullying tradition in Yangon secondary schools.

The former refers to covering a person's mouth and inserting a burning cigarette in his nostrils, and it only takes more than ten seconds to choke on tears, so that he is not miserable.

Please take a bath is more insulting.

Strip you naked in front of the girls, put ice water on your head, or throw you into the urinal even more.

The degree of viciousness of the imagination of school bullying has never been beyond the imagination of adults.

None of these methods can detect injuries, but almost all of them lead to social death, and even if you are given a semester of psychological counseling classes, it is difficult to make up for the damage to the soul.

If nothing else, for boys who need self-esteem the most during adolescence, you will never be able to hold your head up just by being stripped naked in front of girls.

It's a lifelong psychological scar.

If they had the choice, they would have preferred to be beaten.

A school shooting in Florida in the 80s caused the gunman to be stripped naked in the hallway by his classmates and then put his head in the urine.

Gu Weijing had heard of the methods of these bad boys, but he had never seen them, and he had never been bullied.

It's not how he does it,

But in the past, Mona was the president of the girls' student council in the school, and with her "covering" herself, those bullies generally didn't come to trouble Gu Weijing.

"It's not that I'm interested in getting to know you. It's Brother Miao who wants to talk to you. ”

Separately to Gu Weijing, he spit out a smoke ring.

He raised his hand and pointed to the black and thin high school student wearing a Dulwich school uniform who was sitting on the bench in the corridor, and looked at this scene, and threatened Gu Weijing and said, "You kid had better be honest!" ”

After speaking, he nodded at Miao Angwen and said in a stammering voice, "Brother Miao, someone has found it." ”

This is what his cousin personally instructed him to serve a good master.

The split head can only dominate among the students, and his cousin is a real underworld elite.

Usually, there are always all kinds of horses come to pay their respects.

But

A few weeks ago, I saw my cousin in the billiard hall with his own eyes, and in front of the bald strong man with a tattoo of the Buddha's head, he was trembling and didn't even dare to breathe.

He finally knew what the momentum of a real underworld tycoon was.

In his mind, the bald head is obviously a legend of the rivers and lakes in martial arts, the chief helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society, and Miao Angwen, who was with the bald head that day, naturally has a high status in the underworld.

During this time, he has been thinking of himself as the other party's little brother, running errands before and after the saddle.

The other party wanted to do things by himself today to stop someone, and he didn't think about it, so he agreed.

Miao Angwen admired Gu Weijing, who was surrounded by bad people for a moment, but he didn't see the panicked look on the other party's face.

"You're pretending to be calm."

He was a little disappointed in his heart.

Miao Angwen has enough reasons not to take care of it.

In fact, there are more people in the school than Gu Weijing.

Miao Angwen is not jealous, but he doesn't know why, since he was very early on, he didn't like this Gu Weijing very, very much.

People are most likely to hate people who are similar to themselves.

Especially when everyone is a poor dick, he needs to run errands for the rich second generation to earn pocket money, but Gu Weijing can live a breezy life in school.

At the sorority ball on Rose Valentine's Day in May the year before, this annoyance reached its peak, and even turned into hatred.

It was the first time in their lives that these students participated in the sorority dance as senior students, and everyone was very excited.

The cheerleader who wanted to run for prom queen at the time was ready to wear a leather leotard and sing Taylor Swift's "Love Story" at the prom.

Coco has always been a model of a tired and sexy lingering stunner in Miao Anwen's mind.

Especially the way she looks when she puts on her dance dress,

The tight bodice, outlining her plump breasts, rose high.

The leather skirt on her lower body, which only reached the root of her thighs, could not hide the beautiful curves of her two jade legs tempered by the dance foundation.

While singing and dancing, the shiny sweat clinged to her bare flesh-colored shoulders, hot to the point of explosion, and her good figure did not look like a high school girl.

The object of Miao Angwen's every spring dream is this campus goddess with a cute and charming face.

He even dreamed of turning into the little skull-like necklace that matched the earrings, so that it could be buried deep in the floating chest of the Koko Peak.

School uniforms or prom dresses are allowed at school balls.

Students from well-to-do families have always paid attention to dress.

The boys and girls of the wealthy class secretly compete in clothes, like peacocks with the screen open.

You wear Balenciaga, I wear Armani and a Gucci tie. You wear Armani, I wear a tailor's handmade gown.

Anyone who comes to school in a school uniform is almost like having the words "I'm a poor dick" tattooed on their face.

It's like a pheasant has mixed into the peacock ranks.

In order not to look shabby at the campus dance, Miao Angwen curryed favor with the rich brother in the school every day, wrote homework for others, risked being expelled to cheat in exams, and saved money for a year.

I also asked for 300 dollars from my father, who worked hard to work as a driver for others, which was a month's income for their family.

Only then did I rent a set of high-end prom formal wear from a luxury store in Xihe District, and for the first time in my life, I raised my eyebrows and didn't feel inferior to my classmates coming to the prom.

Miao Angwen had been preparing for this dance party for a whole year, but Gu Weijing had stirred it all up when he entered the banquet, and it took three minutes.

Gu Weijing came as usual that day, wearing a school uniform.

In the past, Miao Angwen could only wear school uniforms, but today he is different!

He was dressed in a high-end dress, just like the children of those wealthy classes, and he was a real "master"!

Miao Angwen specially ran in front of Gu Weijing, showing off his high-end dress with jeweled armbands, as if to prove that he had trampled the other party under his feet.

He expected Gu Weijing to have a jealous and yearning expression on his face.

As a result, the other party still looked light, nodded and whispered, it's beautiful, I can't afford such good clothes.

"It's good for you to dress like this, I think it's very spiritual!"

Miao Anwen was about to make some ostentatious ridicule, but Miss Sandnu interrupted him.

The beautiful girl holding Gu Weijing's arm, wearing a blue dress and silk gloves just looked at Miao Angwen casually, and comforted her boyfriend and said.

"You must not imitate his vain appearance, pig nose with green onions. Those who are a little wealthier wear high-end dresses, and they like to show off something that is nothing, and it is not their own money anyway. The family is not terrible to be poor, but the tinkle of poverty, and the show-off of five or six people who come to the dress for some reason, is All bark and no bite (proverb, barking dogs, and by extension, pretending to be forced). ”

Miss Sandnu turned her head, smiled at Gu Weijing, and then said, "Don't be envious, you can buy good clothes to wear for me when you earn money in the future." It's good that you're wearing your school uniform right now, I like it...... If you want to dance, if you don't, I'll make you a little cake. ”

The girl's voice was not small, and in the passage where the ball was entered, it even caused bursts of laughter.

Some of these laughs were directed at Miao Anwen, and some were not.

But whether it was or not, it fell on his ears with incomparable mockery and sarcasm.

He had worked hard for the ball for a whole year, but in an instant he was stripped of his beautiful dress by these laughter, and he was also labeled as a vanity.

"Dog barks ......"

"Miss Sandnu is right, it's really a green onion in her nose. Look at this guy, he shouldn't even have tied the third button of the prom dress, he doesn't know such a simple rule, he is indeed a hillbilly. It's all rented clothes. ”

"What's not going to work, it's clear that it's definitely rented and pretended. His name is Miao Anwen, do you know what his father does? Drivers who drive for people's homes. ”

"The driver's son...... Heh, this kind of person can also be mixed in with Dulwich...... Our school's admissions policy is really ......."

Wherever Miao Angwen went, he could hear such a discussion in his ears.

These casual laughs pierced into his heart like an ice pick, piercing him with coldness.

How could he not hate Gu Weijing!

(End of chapter)