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It was almost 12:30 at night, and the two teenagers who were extremely energetic in their adolescence had no intention of going to bed. Lu Weiming came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and only remembered that Ji Feng came to see him tonight.

Young Master Lu threw the bath towel on the floor, wondering: "I forgot to ask you just now, and you have a group fight with someone just a week after the second year of high school? Besides, I will officially go to your No. [-] Middle School the day after tomorrow." Domineering reserve, can you set an example for key high school students? Besides, if you fight, you fight, and you let me go with a knife. This person has a lot of hatred against you, and he must see some blood."

As soon as he mentioned tomorrow's matter, Ji Feng got excited, punched his fist on the bed with a "kuang", and yelled, "I swear what hatred! That idiot scolded my mother!"

Lu Weiming was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, the crime is not as good as that of the wife and children, and the parents are not blamed. If he scolds the aunt, it is indeed indecent."

Ji Feng was also taken aback, and after he realized it, his expression was indescribable: "Damn it...it's not that you sports students are all simple-minded and well-developed, huh? I didn't scold my mother, he scolded me! Call me a bitch! "

Holding the water glass, Young Master Lu didn't understand: "That's it? As for it?"

At this moment, Ji Feng hated the straight man for not being gay.

Lu Weiming saw that Ji Feng was depressed by himself for a while, couldn't help turning over on the bed, lay down and said, "Come on, don't talk, don't talk, for the sake of your kindness in helping me with the transfer procedures in the past two days, tomorrow buddy Accompany you to meet that guy, just treat it as my morning exercise." He pulled off the quilt, yawned and asked, "Are you going to sleep with me or go back to sleep?"

Ji Feng's family and Lu Weiming's grandfather's are neighbors. The garden villas in this area have been built for many years, and the courtyard walls are not too high. Ji Feng said: "I'm going home. I'll take people to the People's Park to scout tomorrow. Remember to leave early."

At this time, Lu Weiming was also getting sleepy, so he waved his hand and said, "Got it, you go downstairs calmly, my uncle and his family live on the first floor today, and that little Su Keqing sleeps lightly."

"Okay, sleep well, I'll turn off the light for you."

Lu Weiming heard the slight sound of the door opening and closing, and then the surroundings fell into silent darkness. He pulled up the quilt in a daze, and then fell into a deep sleep.

However, it is a well-tested truth that going to bed late will inevitably wake up late.

The next morning, Lu Weiming woke up from the continuous vibration of the phone next to his pillow. He glanced sleepily at the screen of the phone, and before he could say "Hello" after answering the call, Ji Feng's growl broke out. To: "Brother, are you always an undercover agent sent by the other party? The co-author swore to me yesterday that he will go to the appointment, and you are all lying to me!"

"Damn it!" Lu Weiming shuddered and woke up completely.

"Wait for me for 10 minutes!"

"Bring, knife!"

"I know it, I can't forget it!"

After hanging up the phone, he took a combat shower as fast as he could, put on his upper body casually, and went downstairs in a hurry.

Before going out, seeing that his eight-year-old cousin was about to reach out for his bag containing the Nepalese army knife, she was so frightened that she quickly pulled the bag over and threw it on her body, said hello to grandpa and went out.

In People's Park Square, Zhao He and a group of boys from Fangzheng High School got together, counting the time and whispering.

A boy watched Zhao He glance towards the park gate from time to time, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Sha Ou coming or not?"

Zhao He pondered for a while, and said firmly, "Come."

"Not necessarily?" The boy was skeptical about this: "I see Xuan, it is said that the top student in one of their middle schools is notorious for taking the high-cold route, and he can come to such things as group fights, are you kidding me?"

"That's right, he still hangs up on your phone. Could this be the attitude of coming?" The person next to him answered, "I think we should be self-reliant. A high school student like Sha Ou can only write with his hands." Do homework, fight, make trouble?"

Zhao He smiled, but didn't speak.

The time is almost up, if we wait any longer, even the grandpas and aunts practicing Tai Chi in the square should be disbanded, Zhao He said: "Come on, let's go in first."

In the ginkgo grove deep in the park, there are a dozen or so people, and the two sides are facing each other.

Zhao He raised his chin at Ji Feng: "Let's skip the etiquette of shaking hands before the game, hurry up."

Before Lu Weiming arrived, Ji Feng intentionally adopted delaying tactics: "Yes, but you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the group of people on the other side suddenly burst into a collective cry of "Fuck".

Ji Feng turned his head to look, and was also taken aback.

Not far away, a person walked slowly past, black trousers, dark gray T-shirt, tall, thin and handsome, the cold white complexion exposed outside the clothes seemed to be delicate white porcelain in the early autumn morning light, almost transparent.

And the most eye-catching thing is the blessing of the "weapon" in his hand.

"Fuck..." Seeing Sha Ou approaching, Zhao He couldn't hide his inner shock despite his peace of mind, and whispered, "I really don't understand the brain circuit of your schoolmasters. Oxford Dictionaries, are you going to make up lessons for someone?"

Sha Ou glanced at the person coming across, and was too lazy to answer his words.

He estimated that it is now 08:30, when he is done, he will take the bus to the Book Building to return the dictionary, and then come back, he should be able to catch up with the hotel to work.

"Stop talking nonsense." Sha Ou put the heavy Oxford dictionary under a ginkgo tree, then raised his head towards the opposing camp, "One by one or all together?"

The clear and indifferent young man has a casual and forceful tone in his tone.

However, Ji Feng on the opposite side was a little hesitant at this time. The key was that when the game was about to start, the opponent ushered in such a powerful foreign aid.

Let's fight, I'm a student from the same school, so why bother with each other; don't fight, all my brothers are here, and I can't justify my face.

So, he tentatively called out: "Shaou?"

Sha Ou raised his eyelids slowly, thought for half a second, and asked softly, "No. [-] middle school?"

"Ah... I'm in Class [-], Senior High, Ji Feng."

Sha Ou nodded slightly: "I don't know."

Ji Feng: "..."

Zhao He here is also slightly surprised at this time. He never imagined that the other party and Sha Ou are from the same school, and he is even more afraid that after returning to school, that person will yell all over the world and cause trouble for Sha Ou. After all, he understands Compared with helping him fight with Xiao Gu's temperament, finding trouble and being disturbed are the things that Xiao Gu really hates.

And just when the two sides fell into a strange stalemate, a person suddenly broke into the woods, Sha Ou tilted his head and glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and saw that the person was tall, with a pair of long running legs that were particularly eye-catching. Sha Ou's net height is [-], but the boy is a few centimeters taller than him by visual inspection.

There was a bit of inexplicable cruelty on the originally clear-eyed handsome face.

Just when Sha Ou thought that everyone was in position at this time and was about to fight with bare hands, the tall boy suddenly grabbed a backhand and pulled out a long object from the backpack behind him.

With a knife?

Sha Ou's eyes sharpened, and he rushed over quickly and dragged Zhao He who was standing on the outermost side half a meter away, then bent down, and picked up the Oxford dictionary under the tree, just about to point the dictionary in his hand at the When the boy smashed the knife with his hand, he suddenly froze and froze.

Not only he was stunned, but also the friends from both sides who had been confrontation for a long time just now were also stunned.

Not more than a second after Lu Weiming took out the knife, he suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped the powerful offensive running forward.

He kept the posture of raising the knife and stood there, his face was empty and desolate.

Three seconds later, with everyone's "I've opened my eyes today" look of hell, he slowly brought the hand holding the knife back to his eyes, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the thing he was holding in his hand.

It's a knife, yes.

But—the milky white plastic blade, with a simulated ruby ​​glued to the handle, and the purple tassels below it swaying back and forth with the breeze, look carefully, there is a white paper with a sunspot on the blade— - This toy is only suitable for children over three years old.

Lu Weiming took a deep breath, and in the astonishment of the crowd, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's not this...fuck! My knife!"

At this time, one of our teammates here, after thinking for a while, finally couldn't help but leaned over and whispered in Ji Feng's ear: "Brother, your neighbor's equipment...isn't it A little underestimating the enemy..."

Ji Feng covered his eyes in desperation, expressing with practical actions what it means to "see without eyes".

With a smoldering handsome face, Young Master Lu glanced at the enemy soldier whose expression was indescribable at this time, and squeezed out a word of hatred from between his teeth: "Su, Ke, Qing! This little bastard!"

It should be unprecedented to have an appointment to this extent. The atmosphere that was still tense just now was suddenly disrupted by the emergence of the sword. The mentality collapsed and it was difficult to continue. It was impossible to fight again. The sword just now The coquettish operation that came out of the scabbard not only lost young master Lu's own face, but even Lu Zhengting's face was involved. He thought he could win with one move, but he was ridiculed instead.

Lu Weiming realized later that he couldn't help but want to go back to find a place. He took a look at Sha Ou on the opposite side, and finally set his eyes on his hand, sneered, and said: "Oh, dare to love today's comrade-in-arms Walking Oxford Dictionary, it’s very good, capable of literary and martial arts, and the appointments come with a sense of sight for the study group discussion.”

Ji Feng tilted his head in embarrassment and coughed, bumped Lu Weiming's shoulder from behind, and said in a low voice, "It's over, young master, please shut up."

Sha Ou also understands that with this posture, it is impossible to fight again. The two groups of people do not go arm in arm to play on the slide in the children's playground, thanks to the sudden increase in IQ.

He glanced at his phone, it was almost nine o'clock, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with this child over three years old who would draw a knife at the slightest disagreement, so he turned around expressionlessly, walked out of the woods, and passed by Zhao He. Shi Shi said: "The last time, don't make an example."

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Zhao He waved his hands at the few people on his side, signaling to retreat strategically first, and then followed the footsteps of Sha Ou, walking out of the ginkgo forest one after the other. The tall boy yelled again: "Hey! I'm leaving now? Are you here to make gestures?"

Zhao He secretly glanced at Sha Ou's face, unexpectedly, Sha Ou paused, stopped, turned his face slightly, and replied flatly: "No, the age difference is too big."

Lu Weiming: "..."

OK!Can!very talented!

Fighters always carry the Oxford Dictionary's fighting bully, right?

The rivers and lakes are not far away, and there will be a period later.

Even if this beam is knotted!