What if there are no inhibitors?

Back in the dormitory at night, Song Zhiwei washed himself up and down with warm water.The unrelenting unhappiness in his body dissipated.

As soon as he went out, Jian Chao grabbed him and asked, "I heard they said you brought a rabbit to school."

"Yeah." He wore a bath towel around his waist and wiped his head with a veil in his hand, water dripped down his body.

"Look at it." Jian Chao smiled hippie.

Song Zhiwei took Ruan Ruan out of the schoolbag, stayed in the air for two seconds, put it in again, and threw the schoolbag on the bed: "It's over."

Jian Chao came to his senses, folded his arms and yelled at Song Zhiwei unconvinced: "You are too stingy, you only watched it for two seconds."

Han Lu patted Jian Chao on the shoulder: "Go wash yours, pester others to watch rabbits, are you still young?"

Han Lu took Jian Chao to the outside of the balcony.

Song Zhiwei was not in good spirits that day and soon fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, it was rare for people in their dormitory to go to class together. Song Zhiwei put one hand in his pocket and took milk in the other. When he was about to arrive in the classroom, he took a few sips, which made the sound of the straw sucking the empty box quite loud. , it is not wasted at all.

Finally, the empty milk cartons were thrown into the trash can at the foot of the stairs.

Jian Chao suddenly sighed: "Do you think watching Song Zhiwei eat is delicious?"

"Let me see." Jian Chao stretched out his fingers and gestured a few times: "You drank a bowl of porridge today, ate two steamed buns, an egg and something... Yes, dog intestines. I bought a carton of milk after I finished. Drink, how can you eat so much?"--

"Don't say you have eaten when you get to the toilet, okay?" Song Zhiwei walked into the men's toilet with his schoolbag on his back.

Not surprisingly, there were Xiao Huang and his two friends inside, Xiao Huang immediately turned his back to him and swept the floor seriously.The two friends looked over suspiciously.

Du Xu was still standing at the door.

Song Zhiwei raised his eyebrows and said provocatively, "I thought you wouldn't come."

But in fact, Xiao Huang and Du Xu all came to clean the toilet in a proper manner.

Du Xu smashed the broom to the ground with a bang, and looked over with a vicious look.

--

The corner of Song Zhiwei's mouth raised, and he looked at Du Xu with a smile on his face.

This small appearance looks very awkward.

But if he is really capable, this smiling face is confidence and prestige.

Du Xu took two steps forward, his eyelids lowered, and mockingly said: "What they said is the truth, what do you have to do? Are you guilty?"

He added: "Since it's not spreading rumors, what did they do wrong? The harm you did to them isn't school violence?"

"Hey." Song Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, and looked Du Xu up and down: "It's amazing, people who have been bullying others on campus for a long time, they will stand on the commanding heights of morality and condemn others."

"I have nothing to feel guilty about."

"It's just my business. I like to be frank or not, and I don't like others to publicize it for me."

"What I punished was not 'rumour-making', but their motives for wanting to harm me and to see my jokes."

"Understand?"

Song Zhiwei's call was well-founded, and it completely dispelled Du Xu's idea of ​​throwing dirty water on him morally.

He looked at Du Xu with clear black and white eyes, with confidence and fearlessness in his eyes.

Du Xu's hand hanging by his side moved, he turned slightly, and picked up a new broom leaning against the back of the door.

He is now at a disadvantage in both force and language. He dare not offend Song Zhiwei too much, but he doesn't want to fall too much into his school bully aura.

He said slowly, "Brother Sheng will make a big fuss if you make such a fuss, and he will hate you even more."

Song Zhiwei shrugged indifferently.This posture was quite chic, and then he entered the classroom next to the toilet.

He didn't want to explain insignificant things to indifferent people.

But Du Xu believed that he was flustered, thinking that He Shengze hated Song Zhiwei so much, and how sad Song Zhiwei would cry, he felt relieved.

Little Red and Little Green gave each other a wink.

It turned out that what Xiao Huang said was true, and Song Zhiwei was really so stubborn.Fortunately, we came to clean the toilet.

-

This weekend, people from their school made an appointment to go to a basketball court next to a bus station to play basketball.

Song Zhiwei readily agreed.

His current game skills have been able to keep up.

This basketball court is a bit older than the newly built ones, but because of its age, it is still more well-known.

There is a vocational school nearby, it is very lively, there are snacks, and there are many beautiful ladies and sisters.Even if you can't talk to them, watching them from a distance makes you feel good.

Some flirtatious people from their school would wear the uniform of Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School to play basketball here.

Play for an hour and then go home.

Even the aunt who is passing by to buy groceries knows that wearing this school uniform is an excellent student.

But today is Saturday, Song Zhiwei didn't want to be so stupid, he didn't wear a school uniform.He was wearing loose sportswear and sweatpants, and a pair of limited edition sneakers on his feet.

His sportswear is relatively long, and his sports pants are relatively short, not reaching his knees, and he is a little thinner. He is dressed like a boy who is stealing his brother's clothes, but it is not against harmony.Like a male high school student drawn with ink in Korean comics.

Han Lu is also equipped with sportswear and sweatpants today, and he looks very sporty wearing them.The two arrived at their destination together.

There are all old buildings here, and a few eucalyptus trees grow beside the basketball courts to block half of the sunlight. There are seven or eight stairs outside the three basketball courts. These stairs are simply a natural auditorium.

There is a small supermarket above the stairs, and the body is still panting and steaming after exercising. Buying a bottle of ice water at this time is not to mention how refreshing it is.

A pretty lady from a nearby vocational school might even sit down and watch a show as she passes by.

It's a holy place to play basketball.

No wonder it's a bit old, but it's still so popular.

When we arrived at the basketball court, the sun was blazing and the cicadas were singing. --

The people who made an appointment to play together shouted from a long distance: "You guys are here."

With a smile in his voice, Han Lu said loudly, "We shouldn't be late."

"I'm not late, I'll yell casually." The man said, "But why did you come together?"

After two or three sentences, Song Zhiwei had already walked in front of them, "Someone asked the exact same question on National Day." He sighed: "I live in the same neighborhood as him."

Not surprisingly, everyone looked surprised.

"Oh~oh~"

Song Zhiwei said: "It's fine for the girls to boo, why do you also follow?"

"So you still know, you don't know how popular your two posts are in our school."

"Really?" Song Zhiwei raised his eyebrows: "Let me see."

Han Lu poked him on the back: "I'm going to buy water."

Song Zhiwei nodded.

Han Lu bought two bottles of water and handed them to Song Zhiwei.

Jian Chao's old heart overflowed, and he yelled at the situation: "Han Lu, I am your brother, why don't I?"

Han Lu: "Isn't there a bottle in front of you?"

Jian Chao sighed in disapproval: Don't live up to it, shouldn't you take this opportunity to express: Am I only buying it for my little deskmate?

He shook his head resentfully: why are you so straight.

Han Lu didn't know if he could read his eyes.

Anyway, the group of them noticed another group of people walking towards them.

He Shengze led the way, and there were seven or eight people behind him, some with long hair and some with prison hair cut. Anyway, every hairstyle is unqualified in Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School.

There is still the kind of self-confidence that if you look at me twice more, I will kick you in the lungs and you will not be able to get up.

It is very different from the calm and self-confidence exuded from the bottom of the bones by this group of top students in Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School.

He Shengze lowered his head, his eyes drooped, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you going to play basketball?"

After he asked this sentence, he raised his head up and opened the end of his eyes, and then he sized up the people at Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School.

Finally, his eyes were on Han Lu.

Hidden hints.

People's minds are different.

Jian Chao: I'll be good.

Other students who play basketball: Two of these three courts have been occupied.Or just play with the other party this time, but the other party is a bit hostile.

Song Zhiwei didn't expect to meet He Shengze here, but the other party didn't intend to catch up with him, which is good.

Han Lu's tone was very flat: "Isn't this obvious?"

"Coincidentally. We also want to fight here, why don't you... move the ground?"

He Shengze's words were very polite, but his tone and posture were not the same.

Han Lu: "Why don't you just move."

Han Lu's attitude was not too lenient.

Everyone present could feel the tension in the air, and secretly looked at the other party and their own side.

Both sides try to overwhelm each other from the eyes and aura.

He Shengze's tone turned cold, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth: "So there's nothing to talk about?"

"You want to fight?"