speed and love

[There is no torch in the dark night, I am the only light. ]

——From Lu Xun

The time for evening self-study in No. 07 Middle School was 30:[-]. Shen Zhou calculated that their homeroom teacher would be in the class on time at eight o'clock, count the number of people, walk around with hands behind their backs, and then go home for dinner.

Usually, he and his buddies leave at a pinch.The class teacher walked forward, and they jumped over the wall behind them.

But today was different, Shen Zhou didn't even show up for the roll call.

Zhuang Lin has covered this guy since he was a child, and he has practiced the ability to make up nonsense every day without repeating the same thing. When the class teacher asked, he blinked a pair of pure big eyes and smiled at the class teacher: "Shen Zhou, he is going to circumcise gone."

This nonsense is made up without any technical content, of course the head teacher doesn't believe it.But there is no way.

There will always be a few rich and powerful students in a class who are not good at learning, but there are not only those few in their class, but all of them are not good at learning.

Their class, the second year of high school (29), is a garbage class known throughout the school.The underachievers in the class, thirty or so students all paid their way in through the back door.

Because the school turned a blind eye to them, the class teacher was also very helpless.

After asking, the head teacher shook his head and walked out the door. Zhuang Lin immediately stood up from his seat, pulled back the school uniform hanging on his body, put it half on his shoulders, and walked out of the classroom swaggeringly.

[Xiao Zhouzhou, I'm coming out.Wait for me ha. 】

Zhuang Lin stood on the edge of the playground and finished sending messages to Shen Zhou. He stepped on the wall, kicked off and jumped onto the top of the wall. His movements were nimble and light, like a bird.

Zhuang Lin supported the wall with one hand, and jumped down skillfully. The school uniform was blown up by the wind, like a sail.Some of the long hair was blown messy and fluttering backwards.

We agreed to wait at the old place, and Shen Zhou was nowhere to be seen at the entrance of the supermarket.

Zhuang Lin took out his cell phone from his pocket, and was about to call someone when he heard a commotion.

"Shen Zhou, you bastard!"

Zhuang Lin turned his head in surprise, and then smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

There is a street lamp at the corner of the school wall, and a man and a woman are standing under the street lamp.

The boy wears a thick burgundy sweater and black pants.A school uniform was draped over the crook of his hand, as if he couldn't take it off.

With a cigarette in his hand, he looked lazily at the girl in front of him.Leaning half against the wall, he was still a head taller than her.

The girl scolded him while hammering his chest with small fists.

He didn't speak, just smiled indifferently.A scumbag face.

This scumbag is Zhuang Lin's good buddy, Shen Zhou.

The girl was probably tired of scolding, so she wiped her tears with a tissue and roared angrily, "Shen Zhou, let's break up!"

Shen Zhou raised his pitch-black eyes, smoked a cigarette, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

When the girl heard this answer, she was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and ran away.

Shen Zhou lowered his head and stomped on the cigarette, looked at the ground and said, "Look at the yarn, come here quickly."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lin ran over, patted him on the shoulder, and joked with a smile: "Okay, you, how old is this little sister this month?"

"I can't remember that." Shen Zhou threw back his school uniform and put it on his shoulders, "I can't count them all."

"Diao Hang Hang." Zhuang Lin applauded him, "Hey, Fang Xian is waiting for us to hack in the Internet cafe. Hurry up."

"He's asking for a day off today, and he's probably sitting in the Internet cafe." Shen Zhou raised his hand to ruffle his slightly curly black hair.

"This guy asked for leave? What's the reason?" Zhuang Lin imitated, scratching his head and posing for a long time, and pushed his hair back.

"They said they were going to be circumcised."

As soon as Shen Zhou finished speaking, Zhuang Lin let out a "poof" laugh, and bent down happily.

"Fuck, I told the head teacher today that you're going to be circumcised too. It just so happens that you two get a circumcision package in the hospital." After Zhuang Lin said the second half of the sentence, he was hit With a kick, Shen Zhou ran away as soon as he realized it.

While running, he was throwing the school uniform upwards, as if playing acrobatics.

"Why are you running so fast? I don't want to beat you up. Hey, wait for me." Zhuang Lin ran behind him, laughing as he ran.

The wind at the end of summer is a bit cool.

With the smell of hot grilled skewers in the alley, two different air currents mix and stir in the air. This feeling is called autumn.

Autumn in Jincheng.

The avenue at the school gate is full of sycamore trees, and when the wind blows, the leaves sway and fall.One piece is as big as a palm, and exudes a rich and fragrant atmosphere belonging to plants.

Jincheng holds a big Motocross Championship every fall.This city is full of motorcycles. From the South Second Ring Road to the S108 National Highway, there are motorcycle enthusiasts who come here every day.

It just so happened that Shen Zhou's home was right next to the national highway, and he also liked to ride his Ducati fast every day.

Sitting in the Internet cafe, the boy next to Shen Zhou was watching the Isle of Man TT game video, which made Shen Zhou think about riding a motorcycle for a while.

"Network administrator, a bucket of instant noodles will come on the 45th." Fang Xian yelled suddenly.

Zhuang Lin knocked on the table and asked, "Dare you want to stay overnight?"

"There are no instant noodles today." The network administrator immediately replied.

"Night package? Can't, we have to fight later. Replenish some energy." Fang Xian took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he didn't find half a cigarette. He turned to Shen Zhou and said, "Brother Zhou , is there any smoke?"

Shen Zhou threw the cigarette to him, deliberately smashed it on his forehead, weighed the lighter twice in his hand, and with a click, he started the fire with his thumb: "Who's in trouble again?"

"The first brother in junior high school." Zhuang Lin raised his head and scratched his hair, and glanced at the two of them, "Which one of you has a rubber band, I'll tie your hair down."

"Where can I get you a rubber band?" Shen Zhou fiddled with the lighter, inputted his ID number, and pressed login.

"You can pull it down." Fang Xian glanced at Zhuang Lin with a mocking expression, "The head teacher has long disliked your little braid. I guess it will have to be cut off when you are divided into classes."

"If I say I don't cut it, I won't cut it." Zhuang Lin's hair is not too long, at most it can hold a small pull, but the school regulations of No. [-] Middle School stipulate that boys' hair should not go past the sideburns, and girls' hair should not be disheveled.

"It's just your foreign style." Fang Xian touched his freshly shaved short cut and said, "Our good students don't have time to wash their hair at all, and they are busy studying all day long."

"You good students are really coquettish." Zhuang Lin smiled, "I don't know which good student was yesterday, so he dragged me to the supermarket to buy sanitary napkins."

"You two are perverted." Shen Zhou clicked his tongue.

"It's because his ass is bleeding." Zhuang Lin pointed to Fang Xian and said, "The kind that even a Band-Aid won't stick."

"I can't understand the dirty asshole relationship between the two of you more and more." Shen Zhou glanced lazily at Zhuang Lin, "Have you been stabbed to bleed?"

"Get out of here." Zhuang Lin picked up the lighter on the table and threw it at Shen Zhou. This man's eloquence is getting better and better, and he wants to beat him to death every minute.

"Hemorrhoids." Fang Xian was expressionless, "My hemorrhoids are bleeding."

"And then?" Shen Zhou raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, "You have hemorrhoids, he will accompany you to buy sanitary napkins. Well, it's so touching."

"The point is, when the two of us went to pay at the cashier, we met his goddess." Zhuang Lin couldn't help laughing, "What's the name, anyway, his goddess expression was very exciting at that time."

Shen Zhou smiled lightly: "Stupid."

If this kind of thing happened to other people, Shen Zhou might laugh a little longer, but that idiot Fang Xian would make jokes every day.It's just a joke, he's already used to it.

The three played five rounds, and it took less than two hours for Shen Zhou to kill three rounds out of five.

Today he felt as if he had been pumped with chicken blood, every second of every second of the air, so fierce that he stood on his hips.

After playing the game, a group of people walked shoulder to shoulder to the old stadium.

"Hey Linzi, did that brother of yours tell us how many people are there?" Fang Xian asked suddenly.

"He said there are men and women. There are a lot of people." Zhuang Lin remembered that the brother didn't tell him how many, but it seemed that there were many.

The fight is basically based on the number of people, and everyone will go up to join in the fun and overwhelm each other in momentum.

Zhuang Lin didn't intend to be serious.

"What does the girl look like?" Shen Zhou asked.

"Why do you ask this?"

"It's too good-looking, I can't do it." Shen Zhou answered truthfully.

"Fuck Shen Zhou, if you die, you must be killed by a girl." Fang Xian said, "You change so many girlfriends a month, can you remember their names?"

According to Shen Zhou's shitty memory, he didn't memorize a single line of the list after he became a teacher for a month. If he could remember so many people's names, a sow could climb a tree.

"Uniform is called baby." Shen Zhou curled his lips into a smile, with an expression of "You don't understand this, do you?"

The three of them had already arrived at the place, looking around, a few street lamps illuminated the grass, occasionally a few grasshoppers jumped up and down, and a few small wild dogs were scattered, doing shameless things.Except for the three of them, there was no one at all.

The three squatted down in the grass and played with their mobile phones.

Half an hour passed, and Fang Xian felt a little hungry.

"Rinzi, your brother won't come." Fang Xian scratched his nose, just now he was bitten by a mosquito, and it was very itchy.

"Fuck? Did you look at the wrong place?" Zhuang Lin stood up, waved at the two of them, and said, "Let's go!"

"Get lost." Shen Zhou stood up and kicked him, "No fuck."

When the three of them really arrived on the battlefield, the two sides in the fight were still in a stalemate.

Shen Zhou took a look, and there were almost the same people on both sides, but when the three of them came, there were three more people on this side.The odds of winning are great.

So without further ado, he picked up the steel pipe from the ground and said to the group of people behind him, "Don't be cowardly, just do it!"

Zhuang Lin was the first to express his support, and kicked the opponent's boss with a flying kick.

Shen Zhou grabbed the wrist of the person in front of him and twisted it with his backhand, almost breaking his arm.

Fang Xian quickly joined the melee, and a group of people seemed desperate, beating the opponent until they cried grandpa and grandma.

Shen Zhou was kicking to his heart's content when he suddenly heard the sound of a wheel rolling over from behind, and the engine hummed suddenly.

Turning around, a pickup truck stopped behind them, and a group of half-grown boys jumped out of the car, all holding steel pipes in their hands.

"Damn it." Shen Zhou kicked the person next to him, seeing that the situation was not good, he dragged the two of them who were still beating people up and ran away.

After running to the main road before stopping, Shen Zhou leaned against the electric pole, a little out of breath.

"Fuck, those grandsons are so vile, there's a carload of them down. If it's a hard anus, it's bound to bleed." Shen Zhou took out a cigarette and lit it.

Fang Xian didn't speak for a long time, but raised his head and said, "I just ordered a takeaway."

"Something's wrong." Zhuang Lin stood in front of Shen Zhou and said, "I didn't see my brother at all just now."

"Don't tell me we suffered such a meal, it's for nothing." Fang Xian guarded his takeaway, sitting on the ground and pulling the weeds by the side of the road.

"I wanted to go racing today, but you gave me something like this." Shen Zhou squinted at Zhuang Lin, took a puff of cigarette, "If it's really a wrong place, I'll definitely break your legs."

"Damn." Zhuang Lin took a step back, "Drag racing, wait for me...I'll accompany you."

"As far as your poor skills are concerned, I'll beat you two blocks." Shen Zhou flicked the cigarette ash with his index finger and said, "It's boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, a motorcycle engine sounded from behind.

I heard it from a long distance, the thunder was rolling, and my ears were blown.

Shen Zhou's eyes lit up, and he extinguished the cigarette: "Fuck, that voice is so familiar."

Just hearing the sound, you can tell that this car must be a parallel four-cylinder, which is overbearing.

Sleeping at home, Shen Zhou can almost hear this sound every night, back and forth many times.

It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to see what the car was about, so he must take a good look at it today.

The sound of the engine was getting louder, and the motorcycle was getting closer and closer to them.

After hearing several chugs, Fang Xian waved to the people on the motorcycle: "Here it is."

So the all-black Yamaha stopped in front of the three of them, and the delivery boy sitting on it turned around and took a boxed lunch from the rear compartment, and handed it to Fang Xian.

The little brother didn't say anything, he closed the hood of the car and was about to leave.

Shen Zhou immediately stood in front of his motorcycle and blocked the way, squinting at the model of the motorcycle.

The rider bike converted from Yamaha's small pedals is all black.

The body is tall and thick, with steel and iron bones, and there are traces of processing all over the body.

Who is he supposed to be? It turned out to be a kid who rode a 2000-yuan modified motorcycle and came here every day to blow up the streets.

"Hey, drag racing?" Shen Zhou walked over and touched the delivery boy's shoulder, and smiled with his lips curled up, "If I lose, I'll run naked on the road."

"Okay." The takeaway boy only showed a pair of deep eyes under his full helmet, and gently raised the end of his eyes.

The voice is low and magnetic.