Three years ago, when Wei Hongye was still Ning Bufan.

October 9, Danchuan Middle School.

There are a total of three middle schools in Danchuan, two of which are technical secondary schools, and only Danchuan Middle School is a high school, which is responsible for the admission rate. Therefore, this middle school is also pampered like an only child in the city, and it is unique in various competitions every year, and it can be said that this middle school is paved with awards.

Fame is outstanding, and naturally it is highly sought after. The strict high school entrance examination is only used to screen the children of civilians, and more rely on nepotism and family background to squeeze in.

No way, the ancients said: Sons and grandsons are farts, and Lao Tzu's face is heaven and earth.

So this school has good children like Nan Lingyu, bad children like Qin Moxiong, and even more deflated calves like Ning Bufan.

Nan Lingyu finally saw Ning Bufan's true face yesterday, it turned out that he had already met this person and talked to him, but he didn't know his name.

Yesterday, she learned his name.

Today, everyone in this middle school will remember this name.

Because.

"Ning Bufan beat Qin Moxiong to death!"

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Jiangnan is a rainy place, yesterday the rain began, God is like a languishing old fritter in the late stage of prostatitis, frequent urination, urgency and exhaustion, two bubbles a month and half a soak, leaking soup and dripping water endlessly.

Lingyu was taking notes seriously, her eyes moved to the left to read the book, and her afterglow swept to her classmate Lu Renjia, who was looking at her intently. She smiled politely, and Renjia was immediately shaken.

"She's interesting to me. ”

Lingyu's eyes moved to the right, and he saw his classmate Yan Yuanyi staring at him intently. She smiled lightly, and Yan Yuanyi immediately looked bright.

"She has feelings for me. ”

Lingyu looked up at the board book on the blackboard, the boys in the class looked back at her, and the teacher was proud to see that she was only staring at herself.

"She likes to be mature. ”

Lingyu thought to herself: "With the scholarship, the university can not let my brother pay the tuition." ”

Everyone in a class thinks about it, and this seems to be Lingyu's daily routine.

If only life could go on like this.

Maybe one day Lu Renjia and Yan Yuanyi will go to the UK to get married.

Maybe one day the teacher will be arrested and shot for molesting a girl.

Maybe one day they won't be allowed to enter.

Maybe one day Lingyu opened his own company and asked his brother to be the image spokesperson.

No matter how hard life is, as long as you are alive, there will be hope.

So Qin Moxiong died.

"Ning Bufan killed Qin Moxiong!" The panicked voice appeared again, followed by the noise of the seat rubbing against the ground.

Ning Bufan really beat Qin Moxiong to death. A complete declarative sentence that explains the whole thing. There were no intricate sounds such as "dead man", "dead man", "help". It is very certain that the murderer is Ning Bufan, and the deceased is Qin Moxiong.

Nan Lingyu didn't know what was going on, everyone ran out, she didn't want to be an outlier.

Even if she doesn't have the slightest interest in these.

At this moment, everyone in the school stood in the hallway, craned their necks and looked at the school gate.

There are three shiny black sedans outside the school, two Buicks in front and behind, and one of them a BMW, which makes people a little blindfolded in the backlight.

At the school gate, a thin monkey-like man was kneeling in front of a man in black.

Lingyu looked at it from a distance and recognized the wide and empty school uniform, and he was the only one in the school who could wear the school uniform like this.

"Ning Bufan......"

The distance was so far that Lingyu couldn't even tell if they were talking.

All she could see was that the thin figure was trembling, was that fear?

Then the man in black put his hands in his pockets, his upper body did not move, and he raised a kick and kicked Ning Bufan's face, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the ground, and quickly dimmed.

Then the ruthless black leather shoes kicked again from top to bottom, stomping Ning Bufan's face on the ground.

"Call the police!" first lost his composure, and then suddenly shouted heartbreakingly, "Call the police!"

Call the police......

The girls around her looked at her like they were looking at her.

In this era, who will have nothing to do with themselves.

In this era, education tells them:

You have to be selfish.

You want to be utilitarian.

You will utterly destroy the world.

You have to stand on the bones to be the king of this world.

Kindness will be punished.

If you are eventful, you will suffer.

"Troublemaker, don't bring trouble to us!"

"If you want to save yourself, who is it here to call you blindly? ”

"It's like, pretend, bitch. Are you loving? Aren't you trying to get someone's attention?"

"Beam-jumping clown. ”

"You know, she goes out at night to set up a stall. ”

"So short of money, why don't you sell it. ”

"How do you know she's not selling? Maybe it's all sold out and it's worthless......

The surrounding girls let out a burst of laughter, Nan Lingyu's fists turned white, and she suddenly found that the group of classmates around her who got along day and night became so strange.

This mean face once thought it was just an artistic interpretation of Qiong Yao's drama.

"Puff, puff......" The noisy ridicule of the girls receded like a tide, and at this time Nan Lingyu could only hear his own heartbeat.

One time.

Two clicks.

Puff ......

Three times.

There was a long silence, a near-eternal busy sound piercing the brain.

How so...... Obviously already so careful......

It's been so serious about maintaining it......

How so......

It is like a bay of stagnant water that has been nourished by hard work, dried up and stripped away.

The rain was still falling, splashing noisy silhouettes on the painful people. The heavy dark clouds seemed to crush the invisible support of the world, and slowly fell down.

Suddenly, a warm shoulder, a boy walked over: "Lingyu, don't get into trouble." They're hooligans, and we can't afford to mess with them. ”

Lingyu smiled at him, like a spring about to dry up, like a lily that was about to wither.

"Hmm. ”

Then he turned around and ran towards the school gate as fast as he could.

As soon as the "little monkey ......" reached the corner of the stairs, before the "son" could be shouted, Nan Lingyu suddenly felt that his breath was suffocated, and his nose and mouth were covered.

"Shhhh

The other party saw that she didn't move, and immediately let go and turned to her.

Lingyu's eyes widened, and his mouth could be stuffed into a small cherry, and the surprise of a moment immediately turned into a full stomach: "What's the matter? Isn't it you who is kneeling at the school gate?"

"That's my father's son who is kneeling!" Ning Bufan's face was like a dick, arousing people's desire to beat him all the time.

Lingyu couldn't digest the current information, but the vivid image in front of her that was still flat made her finally let go of her hanging heart. She hadn't dealt with Ning Bufan once or twice, and her eyebrows straightened: "Speak well." ”

Ning Bufan was most afraid of her like this, and immediately confessed: "That's the doppelganger I plucked a monkey hair." Didn't you say that I was a monkey? Actually, you were wrong, Lao Tzu is the king of monkeys, the Monkey King!"