My bamboo horse can destroy the world

Brother Xiong said that as a student, he had to go to school occasionally, and this sentence had a great influence on Song Lin.

It's better to say that every word of Brother Xiong has a great influence on Song Lin.

As long as he doesn't go to school, even if he sleeps in the park all night, Song Lin finally decides that he should take a class. Desperately, he greets Brother Xiong and plans to go home for a few days.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Brother Xiong looked at Song Lin's face shrouded in mist from the smoke, but nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

Song Lin didn't like the so-called going home very much, but he still carried the key with him.

His family is not in financial difficulties, it can be said that it is a surplus, more or less barely entered the ranks of the rich, but it is only a half-baked type.

In fact, Song Lin's own family has no problems. His mother died of illness, and Song Lin always expressed his understanding when his father remarried three years later. After all, Song Lin didn't have any plot to hate his stepmother.

It's just that the son brought by the stepmother finally made Song Lin and the family at odds.

At the beginning, I just felt that the disagreement in personality caused friction in life, but after a long time, the deep water finally exploded, and Song Lin, who went out secretly and came home late one time, was completely confused.

The stepmother's son is also surnamed Song, called Song Juncheng, which sounds like a very meaningless name. Song Lin, who was still young back then, wondered if his father wanted him to be a soldier and went crazy, so he chose such a strange name.

Then one day, I suddenly heard such a shocking explosion in the corner that Song Juncheng was actually his father's son!

dear son!

What does it mean?

There is nothing unacceptable about Song Lin's personality like kissing a son who is pregnant before marriage. The problem is!Song Juncheng!bigger than him!

If he didn't know what this meant, then Song Lin could really bear the title of idiot.

Judging from the old man's tone, he probably wanted to send Song Juncheng to the military academy in advance, but his stepmother felt sorry for his son and didn't want his son to suffer so soon, so he was crying and unhappy. At that time, the old man dropped a word.

"I didn't give him such a name back then to let him be born to enjoy happiness!"

Song Lin, who was still young back then, was in a daze and didn't make a big deal out of it, but it was impossible not to talk about it and not to say it in action. Song Lin himself was mischievous and mischievous, plus such an explosive news The bad relationship between him and this elder brother has taken a sharp turn and plummeted to the bottom. If they weren't in the same family, they would have never been in touch with each other.

Song Lin couldn't figure out what happened to the third party, who had such a good relationship with his respected father and loving mother back then, and how did he insert himself into their perfect family?

Now Song Lin understands that there are no men in this world who don't cheat, only women who don't!

Song Lin's bad attitude manifested itself in all aspects and finally evolved into what he is now, and Brother Xiong... was the man who gave him a hand in his most desperate moment before he was about to fall to the bottom.

"You still know how to come back?" A stiff voice came from behind Song Lin, the tone changed so that Song Lin knew who the owner was.

"What's the matter? I can't go back to my own home?" The original pair was a fierce battle with the mistress, and the original partner's son and the mistress' son were even more intense. .

Song Lin was unhappy with Song Juncheng's status as the third child, and Song Juncheng was unhappy with Song Lin and him.

"You still know that this is your home. You are not at home seven days a week and you go fooling around all day long!" Although Song Juncheng has never been able to serve in the army, but because of his father's influence, he has been yearning for soldiers since he was a child, and he also has deliberate intentions. In terms of training, his temperament is inexplicably colder than other people.

"Hey, so there are eight days in this week?" Song Lin grinned and tilted his head like a ruffian, "Is this extra day a rest day created by you?"

Song Lin had expected Song Lin to choke, and Song Juncheng didn't have much emotional ups and downs: "Look at what you look like all day long?"

"What do I look like?" Song Lin deliberately sneered, showing an obvious dismissive expression, "What do I look like?"

Song Juncheng's complexion changed a few times, and his eyes fixed on Song Lin's ears, which had been pierced many times. He pretended to be rebellious and wore a lot of silver-white earrings, which were even more so against the young man's face. A bit of bohemian feeling.

And this is really unbearable for Song Juncheng, who has demanded himself with military orders since he was a child.

"Why are you piercing your ears again?!" Song Juncheng was about to reach out to take off Song Lin's earrings a few steps up, "Can't you act like a human?!"

When Song Lin saw Song Juncheng coming over, he simply stepped on Song Juncheng's foot: "Who gave you the courage to touch me?"

Song Juncheng did treat himself according to the requirements of a soldier, but in Song Lin's eyes, Song Juncheng, who had not received serious training, was a rookie in front of him.

He was out into the society with Brother Xiong all day long, and he had formed countless problems. Beating people and being beaten were commonplace, and his body after exercise was far from that of Song Juncheng, who was only theoretically knowledgeable. Not a star at all.

"You!" Song Juncheng's face turned red from being trampled on, and he raised his hand angrily to fight back, but Song Lin grabbed his wrist.

"Yo, I haven't seen itchy skin for a few days, have you forgotten the last time I beat you so hard that you couldn't get up?"

Song Lin once taught Song Juncheng a thorough lesson because of a small quarrel, but then he was knocked out by the old man. Both sides failed to please, and the conflict intensified further, to the point where there was no room for a grain of sand.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you!" After all, he was also a young man of the same age as Song Lin. He was so full of blood that he couldn't bear the insult of others, and his eyes were reddened by Song Lin's stimulation. He raised his fist and wanted to fight back.

Song Lin sneered, and directly swung his opponent's fist to hit Song Juncheng's soft abdomen, and Song Juncheng fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

After all, he has been working for such a long time. Song Lin still knows where the pain is the most. Seeing Song Juncheng lying on the ground, he sneered.

"Dare to challenge me even if you don't weigh your own ability. You don't have that fine steel drill to do porcelain work." Song Lin was full of disdain for Song Juncheng.

"What are you doing!" A roar instantly broke the situation, and Song Lin's shoulders stiffened suddenly.