Carry the handle and tell me not to leave after school

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Hang Yiwei was taken out of the police station by Hang Ma, and Hang Ma ignored him. The snack bar at home was still open, which happened to be the peak season.

"Go to bed early, and go to school tomorrow to have a good class. Your teacher told you to write a self-criticism, and this time it's over." Hang Ma sighed, "You are not young, and you have to weigh some things yourself. I gone."

Hang Yiwei replied with a muffled head, and after watching Hang's mother leave, he gritted his teeth and cursed!

He has fought in the martial arts circle for decades since he was a child, and he has never suffered such a big loss.This time, the somersault went awry.

Xu Dage, a well-known local tyrant from Class Three the day before yesterday, came to him and asked him to help teach a man named Xiao Yin a lesson.

This pack of Yunyan was worth 20 yuan when he changed hands and bought it. He agreed without even thinking about it. As a result, Xiao Yin immediately took out his bank card when he saw them, saying that he would call them back and give each of them 100 yuan. He grew up so big. I have never seen such a big fool who has money and no place to spend it, so he took the big deal of [-] yuan without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, that kid actually called the police when they blocked Xu Dage, and they were brought together. Hang Ma came to redeem them, and spent 200 yuan!

The group of nerds in the experimental class with the title of top academics are actually a group of scheming boys!

The next day Hang Yiwei went to class with the self-criticism and pretended to be a good baby. Only then did he embark on the road of robbery, the money came quickly and effortlessly, and in the end he lost his life, leaving behind his wife and children, old parents, and his father. He looked down on his father, so he didn't want to be like him.

Hang Yiwei is in No. [-] Middle School No. [-] and No. [-] Class. Although there are no arts and sciences yet, Class No. [-] has become a notorious class at the bottom of the crane. There are rumors that this class will be art students in the future.

No. [-] Middle School is the best school in Xuncheng, and they have guaranteed places for admission to Tsinghua University and Peking University. What No. [-] Middle School lacks most is a top student. In the eyes of most people, art and sports students just want to take shortcuts and are unwilling to go. The group of people who study hard probably started from their student days. The reality is telling these naive teenagers that the narrow ideas of most people determine the narrowness of this society.

So the teachers and students here don't respect the so-called art and sports students very much.

But Hang Yiwei didn't want to be an art student in the past, learning that thing would cost money!

Now Hang Yiwei is standing at the back of the classroom, and Shen Xuechu, the head teacher of Class [-], asked him to stand for a week as a punishment.

As for Hang Yiwei's self-criticism, he put it away steadily, and according to the old aunt's words, "This person's face looks like the words written here. He is handsome, like our class Hang." Yiwei, Xiao Yin from the experimental class, all his handwriting is handsome in capital letters. If you are ugly, look at your own handwriting, and I will not mention your name. In case I say you are ugly in the future, you will not be small The girl is ashamed to be with you, and it's my fault that you are single."

Hearing that his name was put together with that scheming boy Xiao Yin from the experimental class again, Hang Yiwei's heart ached.

"By the way, the school will hold a calligraphy competition next week. I signed up Hang Yiwei for you. Don't fight with me again. If you win the first prize, you will get money!" Shen Xuechu said heartbroken, probably because he didn't expect himself A hard-working gardener would one day lure students into competitions with such tacky things as money.

It is really the misfortune of society and the loss of morality.Then he tapped on the blackboard again, "The first prize is one thousand, work hard, come back and buy me a popsicle."

"I want Dahang too!"

"Hang Hang!"

"Hanghang, I only want spicy noodles!"

Hang Yiwei clasped his fists immediately, "I'll take the fifty cents worth of spicy strips!"

"Hang Ge is mighty!"

Math teacher Zhong Ming just came to class and coughed very unhappy.

There was an instant silence in the classroom.

Zhong Ming: "I want popsicles."

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, go to class quickly, your class is missing a class, and the experimental class has almost finished teaching compound functions! Shen Xuechu, why don't you hurry out."

Zhong Ming was recruited by the old aunt from the experimental class. The old aunt always obeyed him, and when she heard Zhong Ming speak, she immediately nodded and bowed and retreated.

Hang Yiwei went to his seat to change a math book and stood at the back of the classroom. He held the book and looked at Zhong Ming with a shrewd face. No wonder he could bring a scheming boy like Xiao Yin.

After class, Qiao Zhuo immediately ran over and asked Hang Yiwei, "Your mother didn't hit you yesterday, did she?"

Hang Yiwei shook his head, "She's busy." He put the math book on the desk casually, and sat down on the stool, "How about Xu Dage? Did you find someone to beat me?"

This time he offended Xu Dage badly.

Qiao Zhuo scratched his head, "Xu Dage probably won't do anything, that kid is bullying and afraid of toughness, so he definitely wouldn't dare to do anything to you."

Hang Yiwei nodded, "Wait, I'll go and apologize to him."

"Then Xiao Yin from the experimental class, what shall we do? Just let it go?"

When Hang Yiwei heard this name, his teeth itch with hatred, "Go and block him at night!"

No. 45 Middle School does not require students to live on campus. It was already 5:[-] after self-study, and Hang Yiwei and Qiao Zhuo ran away with [-] minutes left.

He knew that Xiao Yin was used to being the last one to leave every time, acting independently, making himself look different from others, just pretend!

Hang Yiwei was waiting in the alley that Xiao Yin must pass through, holding a wooden stick in his hand, this time he will definitely subdue that boy Xiao Yin.

At 45:55, the students of No. [-] Middle School went out one after another, Hang Yiwei's eyes widened, fearing that Xiao Yin's scheming boy would be missed.At [-]:[-], the people at the school gate had almost left, and Hang Yiwei saw that bastard Xiao Yin walking out leisurely.

"Hang Hang!" Qiao Zhuo called him immediately.

Hang Yiwei nodded, the two stood against the wall, Hang Yiwei held his hands, his face was full of impatience, after waiting for about a minute, Hang Yiwei heard footsteps, and Hang Yiwei looked sideways at Qiao Zhuo thinking Let him get ready, he just turned sideways and before he had time to speak to Qiao Zhuo, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed his neck, and the other hand squeezed his shoulder tightly, his whole body Before the person could react, he was thrown a dog eating shit, and when the tip of his nose became hot, a stream of liquid flowed out of his nose.

"Damn it!" Hang Yiwei cursed, just as he was about to get up, his back was trampled hard.

That kick was really hard, and he felt it was difficult to breathe.

"You know I'm in a bad mood, so you're here to make me happy, huh?" Xiao Yin lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, making it impossible to see what he was thinking clearly.Just listening to that tone, it's really not the temperament of a bookworm.

Hang Yiwei took a deep breath, "Go away!" He wanted to get up, but Xiao Yin's foot was stepping on his back. When he pushed hard, Xiao Yin also stepped hard, making his chest tight and short of breath. I'm going to lose my temper!

"Damn it! Qiao Zhuo, are you fucking watching the show?" Hang Yiwei almost knelt down.

Xiao Yin frowned frivolously, then raised his eyes to look at Qiao Zhuo who was standing opposite, Qiao Zhuo was already frightened by Xiao Yin, but when Xiao Yin looked at him like this, his legs almost went limp.

Xiao Yin snorted coldly, "Are you planning to play a sisterly love scene with me?"

Sister fart!

Hang Yiwei now wants to kill someone.

Qiao Zhuo was also a little anxious, "Xiao Yin, don't go too far, we're walking here in a good manner, if you attack us suddenly, we can call the police!"

Xiao Yin laughed without showing any emotion.Then he lifted his foot and took it off Hang Yiwei's back.Hang Yiwei immediately got up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his nose, and stared at Xiao Yin with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Xiao Yin narrowed his eyes, "Reflex, brother, please be considerate."

Hang Yiwei had a sullen face, turned around and left without saying anything.

He's not stupid, he probably doesn't know what kind of person Xiao Yin is now, so this grandson just pretends to be like him!

"Hanghang..." Seeing him go, Qiao Zhuo quickly followed him.

Xiao Yin was left standing alone under the street lamp, he lifted his schoolbag up, and squinted his eyes to look at Hang Yiwei's back, the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School was ugly and dirty, once worn, it was pure beauty With the figure.

Although this little bastard is a bit stupid, his figure is really good.

Xiao Yin clicked his tongue twice, and walked away with long legs.

Hang Yiwei walked out of the alley aggrieved, his clenched fists never letting go.

Qiao Zhuo trotted to keep up with him, looked at him cautiously and asked, "Hang Hang, why did we leave?"

"Why don't you leave? Do you want to fight him?" Hang Yiwei kicked on the trash can next to him, "Bastard, I really want to kill him!"

He actually stepped on the ground!There's a pain in his back right now!

Qiao Zhuo shook his head, "Hang Hang...it's all my fault..." If he hadn't been cowardly, Hang Yiwei wouldn't have been bullied so much by Xiao Yin.

Hang Yiwei frowned, "Never mind your business."

He glanced at Qiao Zhuo, then waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, go home. I'll visit my mother."

"Take care of your face first." Qiao Zhuo hurriedly called him.

"En." Hang Yiwei responded with a big stride and left.

Now he used to be able to help his mother for an hour.

Hang Yiwei found an abandoned water pipe on the road and took some water to wipe off the blood on his face before going to his mother.If his mother knew that he was fighting again, she might blame herself for not teaching him well.

As a result, he didn't do anything after he passed, and his mother drove him back to do his homework.

Hang Ma thinks that only by studying can he have a good future, as if good grades make him superior to others.Hang Yiwei looked at the ceiling above his head and thought radically, as long as he has money, he will be superior to others everywhere!But he didn't want to make the fuck angry, he was already a fucking burden.

Hang Yiwei turned over and buried his face in the pillow, let's put Xiao Yin's matter aside.