come on, fight

Zhou Yejin originally thought that Sun Zhiqing hadn't come yet, but after looking around carefully, he found that Sun Zhiqing was lying on the table and taking a nap, with his head almost buried in the table.

Zhou Yejin walked up to Sun Zhiqing, grabbed his shoulder, and shook him awake abruptly.

"What are you doing?" Sun Zhiqing opened his eyes in bewilderment, his eyes hazy.

"The posture is not right, get up and go back to sleep." Zhou Yejin slumped to the seat next to him.

"Damn you." Sun Zhiqing scolded, raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Yejin, and then he pointed to Zhou Yejin's new hairstyle as if he had discovered a new world, and said, "This hairstyle is pretty cool!"

"Pull it down, if it's shorter, you can become a monk." Zhou Yejin recalled the experience of cutting her hair, and touched her head as if nostalgic.

"It's really cool, you have a round face, and you look like a cartoon protagonist with this hair." Sun Zhiqing said seriously.

"Which cartoon?" Zhou Yejin became interested.

"The big-headed son and the small-headed father." Sun Zhiqing replied with a smile.

Zhou Yejin raised her arm and pointed to the door, "Ma Liu get out."

"Actually, I also kind of want to have such a hairstyle." Sun Zhiqing stared at his head and said with his hand on his chin.

Zhou Yejin ignored him and treated him like air.

"We can be father and son after the treatment." Sun Zhiqing said.

"Fuck off."

While the two of them were chatting, a few more students came in one after another in the classroom, and the people who came in gathered into a small group, chatting together, and chatting passionately.

There was a sound of high-heeled shoes in the corridor. Hearing this sound, the people who were originally in a crowd immediately dispersed, and their strong desire to survive prompted them to sit obediently in their seats.

The sound of high heels was getting closer. Zhou Yejin raised her head and counted the number of people in the classroom. There were still three students who did not come.

As soon as the head teacher entered the classroom, she first noticed the three empty seats under the podium. She slapped the lesson plan in her hand on the table, "Where are these three people? Where are they going?"

There was silence in the audience, and after a long time, someone said, "Go to the bathroom."

"Go to the toilet? The three of you go together, it's a tacit understanding." The head teacher said with a sneer.

"People have a good relationship." The man continued.

The homeroom teacher was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly. She picked it up and glanced at it, "The relationship is so good. Let the three of them stand outside together when we get back. We can just make a table for the landlord."

Before the words fell to the ground, the head teacher stepped on her high heels and left in a hurry, and didn't come back after school at noon.

About half an hour after she left, the three students finally came in unhurriedly. Since the class teacher was not there and no one asked them to stand outside, they sat down on their seats slowly and passed the morning comfortably. .

After school, Sun Zhiqing walked side by side with Zhou Yejin. He watched Zhou Yejin leave the classroom door and walked in the opposite direction from usual.

"Why are you going?" Sun Zhiqing called to stop him.

"Go to the third grade to find Zhan Xunche." Zhou Yejin replied without looking back.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Sun Zhiqing shook his head and clicked his tongue, "Your back looks like a good wife and mother."

"Shut up you."

Ever since the school bell rang, Zhan Xunche had been standing at the door waiting for Zhou Yejin. Now all the students in the classroom had to leave, and he was the only one left.

"You're too slow," Zhan Xunche finally waited for Zhou Yejin, looking at Zhou Yejin's shadow dragging behind, "With your speed, you may not win a race against a snail."

"If I don't come, you have to go back by yourself." Zhou Yejin replied slowly.

Zhan Xunche pursed his lips and said nothing. When he came here in the morning, he didn't remember the route. If he were to go back alone, he might not know where he would turn.

Zhan Xunche lowered his head and followed Zhou Yejin back home. After lunch, he took an early nap.

He didn't take a good nap during the whole summer vacation. Now that school has started, he needs to adjust his life schedule to avoid going to school to take a nap.

The school has just started, and the whole school is in a busy atmosphere. The school is busy collecting tuition and miscellaneous fees, distributing textbooks, teachers are busy collecting class fees, buying class equipment, and students are busy paying all kinds of weird fees. Carry the textbooks they will use this semester.

Yongning Primary School has changed another principal this semester, and the efficiency is particularly slow. It took nearly a week after the start of school, and students of all grades received their textbooks one after another.

The students around all had expressions of excitement after receiving the textbooks.

Zhan Xunche flipped through a few books at random. He had read all these books during the summer vacation, so he lost interest right now.

At the beginning of the new semester, students' thirst for knowledge is the highest. In the following days, their enthusiasm for learning will gradually weaken. Unlike Zhan Xunche, he has no enthusiasm at the beginning.

It's not been a few days since school started, and the other students are still listening to the class seriously, only he is listening below and yawning.

"Aren't you going to attend class?" Zhan Xunche's deskmate asked in a low voice.

"I know how to do this." Zhan Xunche was a little proud.

"It's amazing." Zhan Xunche's deskmate opened his eyes wide, eyes filled with admiration.

Zhan Xunche smiled, and he wanted to say a few more words, but the teacher on the stage suddenly yelled at his deskmate.

"Xiang Tian! What are we talking about?"

The deskmate quickly lowered his head, probably imagining himself as an ostrich, with his head lowered as if buried in the ground.

He is a nice person at the same table, but he is too timid, and often a little trouble can make him tremble.

Zhan Xunche stopped looking at him, and instead observed the twins in the class.

After these few days, Zhan Xunche also figured out that although they are twins, they have completely different personalities. The eldest is more irritable, as long as someone provokes him, he will get angry, but there is an exception, that is his younger brother.

The second child is a typical coward, he is very nice to outsiders, but he always likes to tease his brother, the key is that his brother is not angry with him yet, which makes him even more unscrupulous.

However, being unscrupulous is unscrupulous, the relationship between the two brothers is still very good, if something happens, the first thing that comes to mind is the other, and if there are good things in hand, they always want to share with each other.

Zhan Xunche especially likes to observe the two of them. Whenever he has nothing to do, he will stare at them. Every time he sees the interaction between the two of them, he will always unconsciously think of Zhou Yejin and him.

Although he and Zhou Yejin were not brothers, they had known each other for many years. Apart from fighting, the two of them seemed to have had little interaction over the years.

The reason why Zhan Xunche fought with Zhou Yejin in the first place was because he didn't like him. As for why he didn't like it, even he couldn't tell.

After getting along for a summer vacation, Zhan Xunche didn't find Zhou Yejin so unpleasant anymore. Although he still wanted to fight with him all the time, his opinion was different after all.

"get out of class is over." An angry voice suddenly appeared, breaking Zhan Xunche's contemplation.

The classmates in the class cheered "School is over" while packing their schoolbags.

"Tomorrow there is a handicraft class. Each student brings 5 ​​pieces of colored paper." The substitute teacher left, and the head teacher walked in.

"Okay." Several little girls responded with a drawn out voice.

"Well, then school can be over. The last students to leave remember to turn off the lights." After explaining the matter, the head teacher waved to the students, turned around and left.

Zhan Xunche stuffed the books spread out on the desk into the belly of the desk, and as usual, walked to the door and stood still, waiting for Zhou Yejin to come to him.

The lights in the corridor went out one by one, but Zhou Yejin still didn't come over.

Zhan Xunche leaned against the wall, looking sideways at the silent and dimly lit corridor.

Except for the light behind him, the other lights in the corridor have been turned off, and the long corridor stretches the darkness along with it, displaying in front of Zhan Xunche in a seemingly endless manner.

Zhan Xunche frowned. The atmosphere made him feel that this place was like a scene from a ghost movie, which was a bit creepy.

Thinking of the colored paper that the head teacher said, Zhan Xunche put his hands in his trouser pockets and grabbed his pocket money.

There is only one small shop outside the school that sells colored paper, and the owner of the shop is an old couple.Because they are getting older, their canteen will always be open for a while after school, and will close when the time comes.

It was getting late now, and if he waited any longer, he might not be able to buy colored paper. Between waiting for Zhou Yejin and buying colored paper, he could only choose one.

Zhan Xunche held the money and hesitated for a long time. Seeing that the closing time of the canteen was getting closer, he turned around and turned off the lights in the classroom. After locking the door, he walked nervously through the corridor and left the teaching building.

Zhou Yejin was actually the first one to jump up and run to the door after school, but he was stopped before he could rush out of the classroom.

"Zhou Yejin, don't leave, let's clean up today." A boy wearing glasses said while taking two brooms from a corner of the classroom.

Zhou Yejin glanced at him, raised her head and began to recall, "Am I in the same group as you?"

"We have been together for five years." The little boy's eyes widened in disbelief, and both eyes almost jumped out of the glasses frames.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhou Yejin clasped his hands together and shook them twice. Then, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and put his hand down again, "No, then why didn't you call me at noon today?"

"You slipped too fast at noon, and I'll be watching you before school is over in the afternoon." The little boy said.

Zhou Yejin snorted, took the broom from him, lowered her head and started sweeping.

The number of people in the class gradually decreased, and in the end, only a few people who cleaned with them were left.

Zhou Yejin remembered that Zhan Xunche was still waiting for him, so he swept faster before he knew it, kicking up a cloud of dust in the classroom.

"Cough, cough, slow down." The girl in the same group glared at him, raised her hand and flapped it in front of her nose.

"Yes, slow down," the boy wearing glasses took the conversation, "If you don't clean up properly, you will be punished tomorrow."

"Oh." Zhou Yejin slowed down and swiped the floor one by one.

After Zhan Xunche walked out of the school gate, his heart sank to the bottom of his heart. The canteen at the school gate had already closed.

"Sigh." Zhan Xunche sighed, he was too lazy to walk back to school, so he decided to wait for Zhou Yejin to come out at the school gate.

Waiting and waiting, he noticed a boy across the road looking at him.

Zhan Xunche raised his head and glanced at the boy. He was about the same height as Zhou Yejin. He was wearing the school uniform of an unknown school. His face was full of pimples. The temperament revealed on his body made people feel uncomfortable.

The boy looked at Zhan Xunche's height and estimated that he was around the first grade. He slowly walked towards Zhan Xunche and called him "little brother".

Zhan Xunche ignored him and turned his head to look at the teaching building.

The boy came up to him with a smile on his face, "Little brother, do you have money?"

Zhan Xunche didn't have time to correct his little brother, he stared at him warily, "No."

"If you don't have money, why don't you go to a canteen, I've been watching you in the corner for a long time," the boy stretched out his hand, and said to Zhan Xunche with a smile, "Borrow some money to spend."

Zhan Xunche took two steps back and silently looked at the boy.

Although the boy is a bit fatter than Zhou Yejin, but he is about the same size as Zhou Yejin. He usually has no problem beating Zhou Yejin. If he fights with this person when necessary, it shouldn't be too bad.

Seeing that he was silent, the boy's expression instantly became a little fierce, and he grabbed Zhan Xunche's collar, "Don't toast or eat fine wine."

Zhan Xunche drooped his eyelids and did not speak. He kicked the boy in the stomach, which made the boy cry out in pain, and let go of his collar.

Zhan Xunche didn't love to fight, he turned around and wanted to run, but the boy caught him by the back of his collar just after running a few steps.

"You still dare to kick me." The boy stretched out his hand and punched Zhan Xunche on the back of the neck. Zhan Xunche lay down on the ground, clutching the back of his neck, unable to speak from the pain.

The boy came over, pushed Zhan Xunche to the ground, and began to grope around him, rummaging through his pockets and trouser pockets.

Zhan Xunche struggled desperately to fight back, but was pinned down by him and couldn't move.

At this time, Zhan Xunche was very flustered. He could easily win a fight with Zhou Yejin, why he couldn't even find a chance to fight back when he met someone else today.

The boy took out a few banknotes from Zhan Xunche's trouser pocket, so he relaxed the restraint on him. Before he could bow his head to count them, Zhan Xunche kicked him on the face.

……

Zhou Yejin spent a lot of energy and time in the classroom, and the cleaning work was finally successfully completed.

Zhou Yejin put the tools in her hand in the corner, turned her head and ran to the third floor to find someone.

As the night fell, Zhou Yejin groped her way to the third floor in the dark.

All the lights on the third floor were turned off, and there was no one in the corridor, and the person who was always leaning on the door frame to wait for him was gone.

Zhou Yejin's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran to the gate of the teaching building. Just as he ran out, he heard a scream from the school gate.

That was Zhan Xunche's voice.