speed and love

Seeing that Qi Shan was about to grab Cheng Yu's head and bump into the corner of the sink, according to the strength of his hand, such a bump would probably kill someone.

Shen Zhou's hands were quick, and he immediately rushed up and kicked Cheng Yu, pulling Qi Shan away.

Cheng Yu's abdomen was hit, he howled and sat on the ground, then frowned and looked at Qi Shan with dissatisfaction.

The few people who had just called Cheng Yu brothers and sisters all watched with cold eyes, cheerfully acting like a melon-eating crowd, watching him suffer and get beaten, none of them dared to go up.

Shen Zhou was copying his pocket with one hand and a cigarette in the other hand, pointed to Cheng Yu and said, "Hurry up and get lost, it will be nice when the teacher comes later."

Before, Zhuang Lin often said that Shen Zhou had black hands and fought very hard.Today he met a master who was more ruthless than himself.

Qi Shan passed him and kicked Cheng Yu again. As soon as the kick landed, the teaching director came.

Shen Zhou immediately put out the cigarette on the wall, flicked his fingers lightly, and flicked it to the ground.

The dean frowned, glanced around, and shouted sharply: "Shen Zhou, Qi Shan, and this student sitting on the ground, all three of you come here!"

Shen Zhou sighed, and walked out quickly: "Director Liu, you arrested the wrong person, I didn't do anything this time."

"You smell like cigarettes, do you think I didn't smell it?" Director Liu gave him a gouged look, "You feel bad all over if you haven't committed a crime for two days?"

Shen Zhou lifted up his school uniform and smelled it, and said innocently, "This may be body fragrance."

The teaching director glanced at the ground and said, "Well, the body fragrance of Furong Wangweier."

The three of them were called to the office for a training session, but Cheng Yu remained silent with a droopy face.

No matter how the dean asked him, he would not speak.

"Cheng Yu, tell the truth, how did Qi Shan beat you just now." The dean talked to him earnestly, with an attitude of "I'm in charge, you don't have to be afraid", and his tone was like a reporter from the legal column interviewing the victim.

"No. I fell down just now, Qi Shan, he wiped my face." Cheng Yu glanced at Qi Shan, then lowered his head and whispered.

From his face, it is completely impossible to imagine that he was so arrogant and domineering just now.

Qi Shan squinted his eyes and looked ahead with a calm expression on his face.

"I saw Shen Zhou kicking you just now, didn't I?" the dean tried to ask him in a persuasive way.

"No, you read it wrong." Cheng Yu wiped the blood from his forehead, "I planted it myself just now."

Those little bastards who usually don't learn well fight, what they are most afraid of is the school's meddling, as long as the school meddles, no one can get away.So no matter how you ask, it is impossible for Cheng Yu to tell the truth.

After asking for a long time, no one admitted it, and the dean was a little annoyed, so he waved his hand and said, "You three, each submit a [-]-word self-criticism on Monday."

So that's it.

After school, Shen Zhou cut off Zhuang Lin at the gate of class 29, came up and put his arms around his neck and said, "Linzi, do me a favor."

"Write a review?" Zhuang Lin took off his school uniform as soon as he got out of class, and tied it around his waist, "I've heard about it."

"Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles." Shen Zhou clicked his tongue, the speed of spreading was really fast.

"Tell me, you can do something good." Zhuang Lin glanced at his face, and was relieved when he saw that there were basically no serious injuries.

"Well, if you dare, I should stop doing good things. From tomorrow onwards, don't ride my motorcycle to school." Shen Zhou spread his arms and glanced at him.

"Is your car fixed?"

"That's right." Shen Zhou snapped his fingers, "The delivery boy helped me fix it."

"Which delivery boy can repair cars?" Zhuang Lin was quite surprised.

"The takeaway boy who can repair cars." Shen Zhou smiled, thinking it was quite amazing. Who the hell is this Qi Shan?

Repairing cars, delivering food, and being a top student?

Shouldn't a true academic master not think about anything but studying every day, lying there doing homework all day long, who won't let him learn the kind that he and others are anxious about.

Qi Shan actually saw his son racing, fighting, and smoking all day long, so he probably couldn't even handle him himself.

Moreover, Cheng Yu also said that Qi Shan was beaten into obedience by his Brother Long, no matter whether it was true or not, Shen Zhou was a little interested in this Brother Long.

He was very curious as to who was able to clean up Qi Shan's stubbornness.

"My dad just made two strings yesterday, and Fang Xian picked one. There is one left." Zhuang Lin took out a string of white bodhi beads from his pocket, each of which was plump and bright in color, and the white beads were covered by strips A red silk thread is wrapped around it, "This is the Bloody Bodhi, the longer you coil it, the redder the red thread will be."

Shen Zhou took it and brushed the uneven white beads with his fingertips: "You really have a heart."

"Grandpa, I care about you. I am afraid that you will hurt yourself by masturbating too much. Holding this can temporarily free your hands." Zhuang Lin touched the bodhi beads and said, "Usually you can rub this back and forth with a bath towel, and it is better to use your hands .”

The contact between the sweat and the surface of the beads will form a kind of oily aroma, which will automatically wrap the paste after drying, and the more the plate is, the better it looks.

Shen Zhou put it on his wrist in a circle: "Not to mention, it's really pretty."

"It has to look good."

Sometimes Shen Zhou is quite envious of Zhuang Lin, his family is in the antique business, and he also likes this.Being able to do what he likes, sometimes Zhuang Lin can sit in the store for a whole day without worrying about it, with a bowl of tea in his hand and a martial arts novel in his hand, like a teenager who came out of an ancient book.

"Today I won't go to study by myself at night." Shen Zhou turned the beads and said, "Hui and brother have something to do with me."

"It's about the band again?" Zhuang Lin patted him on the shoulder, "Auntie...doesn't she dislike you and Brother Huai getting involved in these things..."

"There are so many things she doesn't like, she doesn't even like me." Shen Zhou frowned a little annoyedly, kicked a stone on the side of the road and said, "As long as I like it, that's all. It's not her turn to take care of it."

"Then you really don't plan to find another piano teacher?" Zhuang Lin poked his arm.

"Don't look for it." Shen Zhou looked at the front with his pocket and raised his foot, kicked the stone hard, watched it fly a long way, and said in a deep voice, "Go to hell."

Shen Zhou has been exposed to heavy metal music and rock since junior high school.

At that time, SLAYER was playing every day with headphones on, walking on the road and looking at passers-by expressionlessly, but a group of people were screaming and screaming in his ears. SLAYER's gritty national singing voice removes all the noise.That kind of singing is like a hard core, in the center of his heart, radiating to all directions.

Listening to it is like being poisoned and rotten. He is hopelessly in love with rock and roll.

Because only in that noisy melody, he will feel a strange relaxation.

Lu Huaiyu is a resident singer in a bar, and Shen Zhou met when he was in junior high school.

I used to form a band performance with him, and ran to several venues together.But because this music is relatively small, it has always been underground.

At that time, I had to pay the traveling expenses for performances in other places by myself.

But they feel happy because they love it.

But after Shen Zhou's mother found out, she went to make trouble for a while, making everyone look ugly.Lu Huaiyu asked him to study hard and not touch this for now, and Shen Zhou never ran to the band again.

This time, Huai and Brother suddenly said that they wanted to invite him to save the scene, but they didn't know what the situation was.

When Shen Zhou walked to the small square, he called him.

"Brother, where are you?" Shen Zhou walked a few steps towards the open square, "I'm next to that statue, did you see me? Hey, here it is."

A young man in a leather jacket with rivets came from afar, and waved at Shen Zhou: "Ah Zhou."

"Hey, don't call me that." Shen Zhou touched his arm, "Goosebumps all over my body."

"I still want to play a romance novel with you, you ruin the atmosphere as soon as you say it." Lu Huaiyu glanced at his school uniform jacket and said, "Are you going to wear this on stage later?"

"Can't you?" Shen Zhou smiled, "Opening your voice is to make us row our oars, little innocent, little fresh."

"Clean and poor." Lu Huaiyu patted him on the shoulder, "Take off your coat, you go to practice your hands first, it's been a long time since you played drums, your hands must be a little raw."

Shen Zhou took off his coat with a wave of his hand, threw it on the stone pier beside the square, and walked to the drum set behind the stage.He picked up the drum hammer on the ground, threw it into the air twice, and weighed it.

Shen Zhou tapped a few simple melodies, and finally regained some feeling.

At night, Qi Shan delivered takeaway food on a motorcycle and passed the small square.

A very cool stage was set up in the center of the square, and many people gathered there to watch the performance.It seems to be a charity performance to raise funds for some mountainous area.

Qi Shan took a glance and saw the familiar figure at a glance.

The boy sitting in front of the drum set is Shen Zhou.

He was wearing the black sweater he wore in the morning, with a red rose embroidered on his waist, and the vines went all the way to the back of his shoulders.

Usually wearing a school uniform, this flower will not be exposed at all.Shen Zhou is tall and thin, so his clothes are a bit baggy, and he has an uninhibited temperament. Wearing this sweater looks very good-looking, and he is not at all feminine.

The boy's collarbone was slender, exposed to the air like a ravine.The fair face is set off by the black sweater, which is even more beautiful.

Qi Shan watched from the motorcycle, his field of vision was wider than many people's.

Shen Zhou's face was expressionless under the light, and when the music started, he glanced indifferently at the audience.Then he lowered his head and beat the drum along with the rhythm.

The drums are intense and the rhythm is clear.

Shen Zhou's body swayed with the movements, his face was hidden under the flickering lights, the outline was clear and clear, and the lines of his face were like a meticulous painting, with sharp edges and corners, vigorous and powerful, and every stroke was penetrating.

【I am fed up with this era】

【The Corruption of Fraud and Coaxing】

【I am fed up with this era】

【Faith is desolate and helpless】

【God created the world】

【Not for destruction】

【I only want my world】

Qi Shan squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette. He always felt that the black-haired boy on the stage was singing about his own world.