Bullying

In this heads-up, Mao Qiang lost.

It's not that he didn't fight back, he was strong enough and physically strong, Sun Ting was kicked and punched by him, after that, he had no chance again, he was crushed and beaten until he couldn't stand up.

When Mao Qiang's younger brothers saw that the boss was defeated, they were so excited that they wanted to take revenge together. Sun Ting picked up the empty tin box he was sitting on just now, and threw it between the two groups of people, making a loud "clang".

"If you lose, you will lose! Mao Qiang, bring your people and get lost."

It was strange, his voice was not loud, and there was a wound on the corner of his mouth. After a fight, he was obviously in a mess, but he calmed down everyone present.

Mao Qiang couldn't stand up by himself, all the vital parts of his body were in pain, except his buttocks, but no one helped him up.The little brother he brought with him left in twos and threes after Sun Ting finished saying that. Sun Ting took a look at him and led the others away.

Mao Qiang lay on the ground, gasping for breath to relieve the pain, but the pain in his heart could not be relieved, and hatred surged up. He hated Sun Ting for making him lose face, and hated himself for not being able to beat Sun Ting.

Sun Ting must have made a move.

He can't beat me!He is not as strong as me!Not as tall as me!

The pain in the body gradually eased, Mao Qiang supported his body to stand up, cursed, and gave a hard mouthful.Before he took two steps, there was another person in front of him.

The man was wearing glasses and wearing the uniform of the third high school. He was well-behaved and carried a backpack. He looked like a good student at first glance. Mao Qiang always looked familiar to him.

"Who are you? Which class are you from in the first year of high school? Or junior high school?" Mao Qiang thought he was admiring his younger brother.

The man gritted his teeth, and suddenly kicked his right knee, Mao Qiang screamed, fell to the ground clutching his knee, screaming in pain.

Absolutely broken!this person!Tougher than Sun Ting!

Mao Qiang shuddered. He resisted the pain of fracture and gritted his teeth: "Who are you? Do we have a grudge?"

"Just now, you kicked him here."

The voice was as immature as a child's, but the tone was cruel and cruel. Coupled with the expressionless and good student face, Mao Qiang suddenly realized: "Sun Ting! You are the one next to Sun Ting!"

Someone came over with another punch, and Mao Qiang conditionedly stretched out his arm to block it. There was great pain in his arm, but fortunately, if the punch landed on his mouth, several of his teeth would be knocked out.

This person has too much strength.

Mao Qiang didn't know if he would make a move, so he defended: "I just kicked his leg just now! Not the joint! The fist only wiped the bottom!"

"When you see us in the future, hide and run away, understand?" The immature child's voice said threatening words.

Mao Qiang dared not answer.

Before leaving, Tu Bao gave him the middle finger, and the good baby smiled: "Just you, also known as the boss?"

When Sun Ting returned home sneakily, he hid in his room and couldn't come out. Grandpa Sun heard the sound and knocked on the door of his grandson's room.

"I brought you food on the table. I ate with my classmates. I have homework to do today..."

Grandpa Sun ignored his words: "Come out."

"Grandpa, I have a lot of homework..."

"come out."

Sun Ting came out with the corner of his mouth open.

Grandpa Sun threw him a bottle of medicine and said, "If there is an injury, you should apply the medicine. Didn't I teach you?"

"This little injury will heal in two days."

Grandpa Sun blew his beard and stared angrily. Next, San Gao was trained to be a grandson by his grandfather. No, he was a grandson in the first place.Sun Ting secretly smiled bitterly, obediently applying the medicine under the supervision of his grandfather.

When he went to school the next day, He Jiang went to inquire about it, and when he came back he said excitedly, "Brother Ting, you can do it, that kid Mao Qiang is on leave and hospitalized!"

Sun Ting frowned: "I didn't do anything cruel."

"I heard that they are all fractured!" He Jiang didn't believe it, but felt that Brother Ting deserved to be the leader.

Li Dewen testified: "Really! Brother Ting just beat people to the ground."

"That's amazing! Isn't it? Classmate Tu Baobao?"

When Tu Bao looked up, Sun Ting smiled at him, pointed at the book, and signaled him to continue reading and ignore it.

Tu Bao's head was buried again.

Anyway, it's over.

They dawdled around as usual, meddling in their own business, Tu Bao remained silent as always, and only Sun Ting occasionally teased him and responded with a few words.

After more than a week, I heard that Mao Qiang went back to school. The younger brothers who followed him did not follow him. He also stayed honestly and peacefully. Sun Ting never saw him again. All the news came from He Jiang. .

Soon, they couldn't pay attention to Mao Qiang, and the sports meeting came.

Li Dewen is the sports committee member of the class. He was eager to try. He applied for several events by himself, so that others who were interested would also apply.

Sun Ting was determined not to report it. He participated in the sports meeting in his first year of high school and attracted many female classmates to cheer him on. If he hadn't become a leader at that time, he would have been blocked and beaten by other boys.

After that, he quickly fell in love with Yu Manman.

He Jiang was forced by Li Dewen to sign up for a sprint, and the rest had relays, long-distance races, high jumps and long jumps... Li Dewen caught one after another, coerced and lured them into writing the names of men and women with good physical strength in the class, and the last one left was 3000 Long-distance running, this event is exhausting, no one wants to do it.

Li Dewen asked Sun Ting: "Brother Ting, the most important thing is to participate. If you run, all the beauties in our school will cheer for you!"

Sun Ting pushed Li Dewen away and made excuses: "Yu Manman is going to be angry."

When Tu Bao heard this, he passed Li Dewen's seat and stared at his back for a while.

Li Dewen's mind was straight, and he was fooled. He glanced left and right, and wandered around the class. The person he was staring at immediately pretended to be obsessed with studying. The empty space next to it, see if the registration form can pull out a hapless ghost.

Tu Bao pulled off his sleeve.

Li Dewen turned the pen without raising his head: "What's the matter, Baby Tu?"

Tu Bao tried his best to keep his voice down, but he still sounded like a child. He said slowly, "I'll run."

Li Dewen picked out his ears: "What did you say?"

Tu Bao refused to speak.

Of course Li Dewen could hear clearly, Tu Bao's voice, no matter how low it was, was crystal clear, not to mention his voice was the only one in the whole school.Li Dewen just couldn't believe it. He squeezed Tu Bao's thin shoulders: "Just you? Thinking about signing up for a long-distance race?"

He had a loud voice, which attracted the attention of the crowd. He Jiang immediately turned around and said in surprise, "Who wants to report for the long-distance race?"

Li Dewen patted the people beside him: "Tu Bao."

Sun Ting was lying on the table to rest, but when he heard this, he turned around, looked at them, and said decisively: "Tu Bao can't run away."

He Jiang's eyes suddenly became strange.

Li Dewen echoed: "That's right, look at his small body, let alone running first, it would be great if he can finish the race."

But Tu Bao was determined to run, and even said again: "I can."

Sun Ting said: "Why are you running? Let Li Dewen run."

Before Li Dewen could speak, Tu Bao spoke again, his voice was immature, but his attitude was very firm: "I can run down."

Sun Ting frowned and said nothing.

In the end, Li Dewen still wrote Tu Bao's name in the long-distance running.

He Jiang always felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell, so he searched for some time and whispered to Li Dewen: "Hey, do you think Ting Ge and Tu Bao have a weird relationship?"

After finalizing the list, Li Dewen relaxed, played a game with his mobile phone, and said perfunctorily, "Didn't Brother Ting say that he was a younger brother whom he recognized during the summer vacation."

"It's not like!" He Jiang said, "Brother Ting takes care of Tu Bao as if he were his own younger brother. He doesn't let us trouble him with his studies, and doesn't let him join our fights. He also needs to say a few words for a meal and a drink of water, and just now he directly refused to let him participate in the long-distance running."

Li Dewen raised his head and said, "Why are you so like my mother?"

"..."

It's a little bit.

Sun Ting was unhappy for two days in a row. His face was still stinky until the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, when the students entered and the leader gave a speech.

He Jiang felt that something was wrong, leaned over and said earnestly: "Brother Ting, are you raising Tu Bao as your own child?"

Sun Ting was stunned.

"Do you know what it's called?" He Jiang lowered his voice, "The cold leaves sprinkled all over my face, my son's rebellion hurt my heart, the child grew up, and his wings became hard, I can't control him anymore... ..."

Sun Ting was amused: "You're exaggerating, I just..." He paused, "Looks like he's a bit silly."

"I understand, I understand." He Jiang blinked pretending to be profound.

Sun Ting was speechless. He looked forward to see Tu Bao, who was ranked in front because of his height, sitting on the downturned stool, hugging his knees, and didn't know whether he was asleep or resting on his stomach.

He Jiang quickly gave Li Dewen a hand: "Look, Brother Ting looks like your mother now?"

"Like!" Li Dewen was very cooperative.

Sun Ting kicked each of them.

The opening ceremony was long and boring, and it was hard to get through it. The competition items were announced, and there was no long-distance running today. As soon as the class was dismissed, Tu Bao stalked to Sun Ting like a little tadpole looking for his mother.

The depression in Sun Ting's heart finally dissipated. He thought about He Jiang's theory of raising children, glanced at the well-behaved Tu Bao, and thought that if he had children in the future...

Sun Ting slapped himself on the forehead.

Seeing Tu Bao looking at him in surprise, Sun Ting pretended to smile naturally: "It seems that there are mosquitoes."

The logistics classmate who was holding the athlete's school uniform jacket passed by, and when he heard this, he replied, "It's autumn and there are still mosquitoes?"

Sun Ting affirmed: "Yes!"

"..."

The sports meeting was very lively, there were screams everywhere, the screams would be quieter wherever Sun Ting went, the girls couldn't help but lower their voices, and secretly glanced at him, Sun Ting circled around, ready to sneak away.

"I'm going home, how about you?" Sun Ting asked Xiaowei.

Tu Bao thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Then I'll go home too."

Sun Ting pushed his bicycle to the school gate, and Tu Bao followed him all the time. He simply said, "Come on, I'll see you off by bicycle."

Tu Bao shook his head.

Sun Ting patted the handlebar: "It's okay, it's still early anyway, where is your home?"

Tu Bao was silent for a while, and forgot to lower his voice when he spoke, and his milky voice came out: "My home is far away."

As soon as Sun Ting heard his voice, he wanted to be happy: "How far is it?"

Tu Bao pointed to his bicycle: "It takes about three or four ten minutes to ride this one."

"...Then why do you usually come to school?"

Tu Bao smiled: "Run."

"..."

The author has something to say:

"Tu Bao, have you finished your homework?"

"Tu Bao, that broccoli is broken, don't eat it."

"Tu Bao, go back early after school."

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He Jiang: "Brother Ting, you didn't write your own homework and went to the game hall with us after school while eating broccoli!!! You still don't admit that you are raising a son!"

Sun Ting: "...I just like being a father, what's the matter?"

He Jiang: "You are clearly a mother!"

Tu Bao: "...Mom."

Sun Ting: "..."

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