I'm just hungry for your knowledge

The next night.

When Han Shen came out of the bathroom, he ran into Zhang Ming who was pushing the short sleeves of his T-shirt up his shoulder.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment: "Brother Han, cos hot-blooded high school?"

Han Shen will now untie the little tugs on his hair, comb it back and hang it behind his ears, and his brows and eyes will be thinner and colder.

He was idly watching Zhang Ming continue to push up the sleeves until two sections of uneven unicorn arms were exposed. He was finally satisfied, then took out a small wooden comb from his schoolbag, unscrewed the mineral water to wet it, and tidied his hair from bottom to top Comb it up.

Zhang Ming turned around: "Brother Han, what do you think of my disguise? Did it restrain the youthfulness of the schoolboy and add a bit of the unruly and uninhibited society?"

Too many slots.

Han Shen opened his mouth: "...it's quite unique."

Satisfied, Zhang Ming turned back and knocked on the closed bathroom door: "Brother Chen? Li Fei? Little Hengzi? It took so long to change clothes? If you rush there later, those three children will be too late!"

The door opens.

Chen Chen changed into a small red and green silk Southeast Asian shirt. One side was tied into the jeans, and the other side hung loosely by his side. Two or three buttons on the chest were unbuttoned, revealing a piece of cold white skin, with a hanger on the collarbone. With a ghost skull necklace.

"..." Han Shen couldn't hold back, and took a second look.

Chen Chen's slender fingers were scrambled into his hair, creating an unrecognizable hairstyle. Even his eyebrows and eyes were frivolous and manic, which was completely different from usual. He picked up a schoolbag and pinned it on his shoulder.

"Ready?"

Han Shen asked: "Can your method work?"

Chen Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket: "To fight poison with poison, you must be more social than them when dealing with social people."

People came out one after another, and Xiang Heng stuffed his school uniform into his schoolbag and carried it on his shoulder: "Why is Li Fei still doing it? Mother-in-law's."

"Wait, right now!"

He said it was right away, but people waited until the impatient door came out with a bloody mouth, wearing a withered yellow wig, and several people took a step back.

"Brother Chen, do you think I look like a clown?" Li Fei bared his teeth and stuffed the stolen fucking makeup box into his schoolbag.

Chen Chen: "..."

Han Shen said slowly: "Be more confident and remove the 'like small'."

Li Fei: "Which."

This group of vicious hooligans came out of the public toilet, turned their heads [-]% all the way, and then approached the alley.

People in the society are counting banknotes under the street lamp, and a loud paper flower pops up: "Little brother, there is not enough money. I told you to make up for a day, and you can only make up this little? You didn't take my words to heart, that disrespectful brother Do you know what's next?"

You Baiyun trembled, wondering why Brother Chen and the others didn't come after changing their outfits, they were about to die!

Racking my brains to delay time and find an excuse, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps stepping on gravel.

Several people searched for the sound, and were all stunned.

The five wild men forcibly carried their schoolbags with the momentum of a gold-encrusted machete, threw them to the ground, and then bent down to touch the bricks all over the ground.

But feeling the five wild men was a little confused.

Nothing in hand.

The police came yesterday and took away all dangerous items in the alley, including bricks, bench legs, trash can covers, and even twigs.

Several people in the society knew that they were provoking trouble when they saw their tense momentum, and asked with a loud voice: "Friend, what are you doing?"

The electric baton was pulled out from his waist.

Han Shen, who was unarmed and still fighting in groups, said quietly, "Chen Chen, fuck me. Your uncle."

Chen Chen silently endured this accusation. This matter was completely unexpected. He thought about it for a moment, then suddenly opened his schoolbag and fumbled for a while, and found a math competition problem that could kill people.

He wrapped the book into a tube and whistled: "Cold knowledge: books are insulators."

People in the society were waiting to see the jokes of this group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers, but when they saw a few other people suddenly shake out a lot of paper, pens and test papers from their schoolbags, their faces became extremely confident, and the man's strength was lifted.

What the hell is this "insulator, cold knowledge" a spell similar to Open Sesame and Aladdin's magic lamp?

The people in the society are still distracted, and the one who is the most annoying on the opposite side has already bent over and rushed straight up with the competition problem. Before he can react, the electric baton in his hand is swung down from top to bottom, and his arms are painful, "Kang Dang "Fall to the ground.

Then, something heavy began to greet the forehead.

One hit, one meal.

"With me, feel the power of knowledge!"

Han Shen carried a schoolbag and put it on the social man's waving arm, pulled off the electric baton while wrapped in the bag, and greeted him with a book on his forehead.

Li Fei beside him twisted a stack of papers into a hemp rope with lightning speed, which was extremely strong, strangled the neck of the society and dragged it back until it reached the wall.

"Brother! Fear knowledge! Ah!"

"Sandstorm Funeral!"

"..."

People in the society dropped out of school because of poor study. They have fought and killed for decades, and their relationship with school has long been a mirror image. They didn't expect to be hit by knowledge today, and they were so sad that they burst into tears.

People in the society scrambled and ran out of the alley, for fear that this group of students would carry them in front of the small bench to do their homework in the next second, and they would not be able to write like palms.

Chen Chen yelled in a hoarse voice: "If you dare to enter this street again, you will be beaten once!"

"Weare the champions..."

The music slid out of Li Fei's phone, and he couldn't help dancing to it.

unity is strength.

The teenagers were sweating profusely, cheering, steam rising from their collars, and their palms were hot and painful. Before recovering from the aftermath of the uncontrolled violence, they threw the broken things in their hands into the trash can one after another.

"So fucking handsome!"

"Today Brother Chen will teach you how to be a human being!"

"Old Qin will definitely be proud of our flexible use of knowledge!"

You Baiyun squatted on the ground and fell into thinking about the world. I don't know if he is proud or not, but Sao is quite Sao anyway.

The bullies in Class 1 fight so rationally?

The only electric light on the corner of the alley flickered on and off, and with a "snap", it went out in the slowly approaching deserted night.

Han Shen took a breath, and turned his eyes telepathically. Chen Chen beside him was smiling with his lips upturned. Although his face was in the shadows, he was indescribably bright.

Han Shen was puzzled and wanted to laugh a little.

In order to bring justice to the people of the society, a group of students staged a fancy disguise and won with their wits.

Just after bending a little, Zhang Ming bent down to clean up the battlefield, picked up the test papers on the ground, and suddenly said, "Where's my homework?"

There was a few seconds of silence in the air.

What important clues have been forgotten have finally come to light.

"Bang bang bang bang", the four shadows rushed to the trash can, rummaging frantically.

"My physics paper, fuck it!"

"I contest the book..."

"I can't read the ligatures so badly, I wrote two night self-study sessions!"

Although the battle was won, the men did not show any joy, and they paid an unimaginable price for the honor.

After leaving the alley, Chen Chen applauded to cheer everyone up: "I'll figure out a way to do homework, be happier."

"I will never be happy again." Li Fei wiped off the rouge and gouache on his face like a puppet. When he was in high spirits, he accidentally saw the steaming barbecue restaurant across the street, "Unless you invite us to barbecue."

Han Shen: "..."

Virtue, seven seconds goldfish brain.

Chen Chen was trying to find an excuse to stop these plaintive mouths: "Okay, just order whatever you want."

The heartless thing happily ran across the road. Han Shen looked sideways at the driver waiting not far away, and was about to refuse, but his finger was suddenly pulled.

The young man's hand was very hot, he gently squeezed his fingertips, and shook: "Shall we come together?"

"You fucking—" Han Shen just wanted to shake it, but his fingertips had already moved away.

Chen Chen raised his lips: "Come on, come on."

It's like coaxing someone.

ill.

Han Shen followed behind him to the barbecue booth, looked at the smoky barbecue grill and the low tables, chairs and benches, and saw a few shirtless social youths sitting and eating meat skewers, all he could think of was—excuse me .

Li Fei shouted a long list when ordering: "A handful of mutton, a handful of beef, half a handful of tendons, half a handful of belly, half a handful of potato chips, and half a handful of lotus root slices—"

"Brother Chen treats you and you don't need to slaughter people like this, right?" Zhang Ming bumped his arm.

"We've all done coolies, okay? To contribute to Brother Chen's pretentious career, what's the matter with eating now? Get paid according to your work, don't worry, Brother Chen is rich!"

Brother Chen, who is a rich thief, clicks on WeChat and scrolls to the balance, and the boss wearing a hat asks, "Would you like beer?"

"No, five glasses of iced watermelon juice."

"185 in total."

The rich man couldn't slide his fingertips any longer, so he turned around and poked the arm of the kid next door: "Lend me 3 yuan."

Han Shen sent him a five-yuan red envelope in a dull manner. Just as he was about to turn off his phone and sit down, Yan Xin's video request popped up on the screen, and Han Shen tapped to refuse.

- How dare you hang up my video?I don't have a father like you!

- I'm eating out with my classmates, I'll pick you up later.

- Woooooo, so you have a wild man in the middle school! !I don't follow me! ! !

Han Shen couldn't do anything with this coquettish chicken, and he persisted in dialing the request to watch the video, so he had to click to answer.

The corner of the screen showed Yan Xin's thick eyebrows and big eyes, Han Shenlan was holding the phone crookedly, Chen Chen was waiting for a drink in front of the barbecue shed, bent slightly, turned sideways to talk to the boss, his jaw was casually sharp, just happened to be captured Enter the wide angle of the lens.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xin's voice became rough: "Fuck, this little brother is so handsome! You eat with him?"

"Yeah." Han Shen straightened his phone, took out a tissue to wipe the plastic stool, and sat down condescendingly after confirming it was clean.

"Is this the wild man you're looking for?"

Han Shen stretched out his hand and pinched you in front of the camera, which meant that I could pinch you to death ten times in front of me: "Blind? I've been talking about idols for the past two days, but I can't recognize you when I'm in front of you?"

Yan Xin was quiet for a second, then suddenly let out a long and loud "Oh oh oh~", completely losing the ability to control his emotions, the hairs on Han Shen's back were tingling, and he quickly muted the speaker.

Li Fei raised his head suspiciously and asked, "Whose chicken is crowing?"

Yan Xin took deep breaths frantically on the screen and winked, because there was no sound, it looked like a funny pantomime.When Han Shen was speechless, he was amused by him again. He switched the camera angle of the phone to point at Chen Chen, and said deliberately, "Look, your idol can still walk."

Yan Xin raised her hand to cover her big mouth, with a girlish face full of disbelief.

Chen Chen came forward with two glasses of watermelon juice and put them on the table: "Do you want a straw?"

"I want one, thank you." After speaking, he lowered his eyes, and as expected, Yan Xin's mouth was exaggerated.

——Brother Chen can actually talk!

I hear his voice!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……

Taking watermelon juice, Li Fei caught a glimpse of Han Shen's phone screen by accident, and asked in confusion, "Brother Han, why did you secretly take pictures of me, Brother Chen?"

Han Shen: "..."

Toxic, right?

Chen Chen was going to get the remaining three glasses at the counter, but when he heard this sentence, he turned back confidently: "My friend, although I am handsome, it is not advisable to secretly take pictures. If you want to take pictures, I can pose for you generously."

How fucking shameless.

Feeling wronged but unable to argue, Han Shen took out his mobile phone: "I was videoing with my friend, and I wanted to show him some street views, but I didn't take pictures of you."

After finally bringing up this topic, Yan Xin typed violently in WeChat to protest.

- I know you turned off the speakers!

- open it!I want to communicate with Brother Chen!

-Open!Did you hear me!Don't open the relationship between you and my father and son!

Thinking of the wonderful scenes that may be faced after opening, Han Shen would rather be a handsome father of a young man who lost his son.

The barbecues ordered came to the table one after another, but everyone was eating absent-mindedly, shouting "Leave me a fish!" while taking out homework discussion topics from their schoolbags.Xiang Heng turned the barbecue stick, and slapped the draft paper in front of Chen Chen with a serious face: "Brother Chen, I have come up with three solutions to this problem, do you want to understand it?"

Chen Chen rolled his eyes: "Come on, let's talk about it."

Yan Xin couldn't stand being left out at the moment, she had already changed the subject, and sent seven or eight group photos and a short video.

Click to open.

"Happy Birthday!"

There was a burst of cheering and singing.

- Today is Hu Xiao's birthday, Lao Jiang came in with a cake in the last 10 minutes of evening self-study, and sang a birthday song for him.

- Lao Jiang is also very kind. He has only been a teacher for a few years after graduation. He buys us candy and snacks every now and then, and he is reluctant to spend money.Hu Xiao is also willing to accept?

- You are not here, if you are, I will sing with you on the podium, the class leader said that you sing well, but Feifei's singing is meaningless.

The cheers of clinking glasses sounded from the table next door, and a bus drove slowly out of the night.The more Han Shen looked at it, the more desolate his heart became. He took a deep breath, and the air flow was coldly swallowed in his throat, and he typed a few words with his fingertips.

I also want to come back.

For a long time, it was not sent out.

Deleted again.

Yan Xin realized that it was inappropriate to talk about too lively things with Han Shen at this time, and changed the subject: "Why did I hear someone read 38324, 14122?"

Han Shen glanced at the desktop: "They talk about balancing chemical formulas."

Yan Xin: "...Are you still so busy eating barbecue? Well, I want to hear Brother Chen's sexy and elegant voice."

Han Shen couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you annoying?"

"father!"

Han Shen still changed his mind, and the evil was the evil, and his son would still be in pain.

Who told Young Master Han to be a handsome and loving father?

He leaned over slightly holding the table, and passed the phone in through the tight gap surrounded by his shoulders and back.

The line of sight is blocked, you can't see anything, you can only fish for the blind.

After touching it for a while, suddenly, the hand was covered by a warm and cold hand and held in mid-air.

Chen Chen was giving a lecture, when he suddenly saw five slender fingers pushing and pulling, pushing a black mobile phone to appear on the table, and a few centimeters ahead, he could smear the smeared chili oil, so he immediately put down the pen and grabbed it with his hand .

Both of them were taken aback.

The opponent's hand is quite slippery.

Chen Chen looked up: "What are you doing?"

Han Shen recited several times in his heart that it is normal to be ashamed to worry about his son, so that he could maintain his superficial innocence: "Touch the tissue."

Chen Chen: "Really? I don't believe it."

Han Shen: "Believe it or not."

Li Fei, who was watching from the sidelines, interjected, "He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry—"

Han Shen: "..."

Han Shen frowned and was about to get angry. Chen Chen smiled when he saw it was good, and continued to write the steps on the draft paper with his head down: "If you don't understand, take a picture and go back to read it. If you don't eat the barbecue, it will be cold."

There was still a layer of coolness on Han Shen's finger bones, and he suddenly felt a little funny in the slightly hot summer night.