Look at that pair of school grass

"Emmmmmmm..." The two of them stared wide-eyed, Su An thought about it for a while, after all, his skateboard tripped someone up, and it was wrong, so he tentatively smiled and asked, "We know each other?"

It seemed like an unpleasant acquaintance, but Su An really couldn't remember who this prickly-looking guy was in front of him.

As soon as this sentence was asked, the face of the prickly head changed again. If he was just annoyed just now, now he seemed to have suffered some great humiliation. Su An had to suspect that this person had his pants removed in public.

But in his memory, there didn't seem to be such an interesting thing.

Next to him, Shen Zhi with his chopsticks still sticking out of his mouth, opened his mouth and stared at the two of them for a while, then pushed Su An and said in a low voice, "No way, big brother, you really don't remember?"

"Remember what?" Su An was taken aback for a moment, then asked back in a low voice, "Should I know him?"

"That bastard, the one from Eighteenth High School!" Shen Zhi said with a suppressed voice, "The last time we had a fight with Eighteenth High School, you pushed him to the ground and beat him, have you forgotten?"

There were so many people beaten by Su An on the ground, Su An frowned, and still felt that he had no impression of this person.

"Then why is he here?" Su An's school is No. [-] Middle School, and there is a difference of ten between No. [-] and No. [-]. Is this person so stupid that he can't tell the difference?

"Because he changed schools! He's in our class now!" Shen Zhi was overwhelmed by Su An's memory, "When he went up to introduce himself today, he never took his eyes off you. He's so fierce, don't tell me you Didn't you see him?!"

At that time, Su An was concentrating on pinching his face in the game, not to mention paying attention to his gaze, he didn't even know whether the person standing on the podium was a man or a woman.

Su An didn't remember the past grievances at all, he didn't want to spoil the mood of the new semester, so he smiled at the prickly head with a good temper: "Well, Wang Ba, since we are all in the same class, why don't we have a meal together and let the past go? "

The prickly head listened to their whispered conversation just now, and the more he listened to it, the more he lost his face. Now he was completely blown up, and he kicked the skateboard: "You are a fucking bastard!!"

The skateboard slammed into the table leg and fell to the ground with a bang. Su An's smile froze on his face, and the corners of his mouth slowly drooped.

"Oh, it's not called bastard..." He glanced at the skateboard that had slid a little distance on the ground, and looked up at the face of the prickly head, and the arc that had just fallen was raised again, "Then I have no choice but to beat you up." You've become a king and a king."

The head of Thorn did not come alone, just as Su An stood up, three people from the other table also stood up.

"Do you want to fight?" Qi Wenxuan rolled up his sleeves slowly and asked, "End early, school starts tomorrow."

"Hit!" With a dark face, Su An swung the plastic chair with his backhand, and greeted the prickly head.

Shen Zhi also roared and slapped the table to his feet, the few dishes left on the table jumped up collectively, the surrounding tables saw that the situation was not right, they quickly put down their chopsticks and evacuated them.

Opened at the entrance of the No. [-] Middle School, the owner of the stall shop was not surprised by such a scene, and leaned against the cash register and began to press the calculator.

Three against four, Su An and the others were not at a disadvantage at all.

While Shen Zhi was beating people, he still had time to yell at Qi Wenxuan: "Xueba, you can't tell!"

"There are many more that you can't see!" Su An slapped the prickly head on the table with a skateboard, and the folding table immediately collapsed, and all the dishes and dishes fell to the ground.

Su An picked up Thorny's head by the collar again from the mess on the floor, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, is it bastard?"

"My king, you..."

"Bam—"

"I wish you a big..."

"Bam—"

"Su An, give me the fuck..."

"Bam—"

After a few punches, the prickly head with a bruised nose and swollen face finally couldn't stand it and shouted: "I am me, I am me!"

Among the onlookers, someone shouted, "The police are here!"

Su An left the man behind, dragged a little friend with one hand and flew away from the scene of the crime, not forgetting to sprint his head and shout: "Remember to pay the boss!"

Spithead's angry swear words were lost in the noise of the crowd.

After running two blocks away, Su An slapped his head: "Where is my skateboard?"

"Here." Qi Wenxuan held it in the other hand and threw it to him.

"Brother Xuan is still reliable." Su An chuckled, because he had just exercised, his face was flushed, and he stepped on the skateboard, "I remembered, when I was at the bulletin board in the afternoon, my skateboard seemed to hit me. pass him."

"Who?" Shen Zhi was still panting, unable to react.

"That bastard." Su An slid forward slowly, at the same speed as them, staring at the skateboard under his feet and said to it, "Look, today's fight is all for you."

It is also very innocent to be scolded for stepping on the skateboard.

"But having said that..." Su An looked at Shen Zhi and asked, "Isn't he called bastard?"

"Which parents would name their son Wang Ba, there must be some grudge." Shen Zhi also wanted to roll his eyes.

"Then tell me his name is bastard." Su An patted the back of Shen Zhi's head, "If I don't call him that, will he blow it up? If he doesn't blow it up, will I blow it up?"

"That's not... everyone calls it that, it's easy to say." Shen Zhi held the back of his head, feeling aggrieved, "His name is Wang Xinba, save the middle character, there's nothing wrong with calling him bastard."

Su An couldn't hold back a laugh: "Then why isn't it called Simba?"

"Simba is so cute, he was cute when he was a child and grew up to be mighty, he deserves it?" Shen Zhi curled his lips contemptuously.

In any case, the new semester has not yet started, and the new fight is over like this, and it is still a transfer student in the same class, which can be described as a very colorful beginning.

Walking to the fork in the road, Shen Zhi waved his hand and headed home in another direction, while Su An and Qi Wenxuan walked towards their own community.

It was completely dark, and under the yellow street lamps, moths and bugs kept banging against the light bulbs.

It wasn't until they said goodbye at the door that Su An turned around inadvertently, only to find that Qi Wenxuan's elbow was bruised, and the back of that hand seemed to have been scratched by something.

"Hey..." Just as he was about to shout, the other party had already closed the door, and just as he inserted his key into the lock, the door swung open from the inside.

"Come back so late, where are you going?" Yang Lan carried him into the house with her waist in her arms, and frowned when she heard it, "Yo ho, have you been drinking again? I think you are getting more and more courageous! "

"Mom, mom...it hurts!" Su An held Yang Lan's hand and grinned pitifully, "Just a little beer, really! I didn't go anywhere, just went with Wenxuan and Shen Zhi." Let's have a meal together, if you don't believe me, ask them!"

"Huh?" Yang Lan stared at him, frowning again, "Why is your forehead blue, and the corner of your mouth is broken, are you fighting again?"

"I didn't, I... I hit it, didn't I go out on a skateboard today, there was a hole in the ground, I..." Su An desperately squeezed words out of his head, "Oh, am I the kind of person who likes to cause trouble? ?”

"Heh, if you didn't, the sun will come out from the west tomorrow!" Yang Lan carried him to the table and sat down, "Why didn't a hole in the ground smash your head into a hole... Don't move, I will help you." You look for medicine."

Su An put her hands on her lap, and responded obediently: "Yes, thank you, Mom."

Yang Lan pinched the bruise on his forehead with one finger and nodded, Su An's expression immediately distorted, and she wailed, "Mother!"

Yang Lan snorted coldly, turned around and went into the room to find the medicine box.

The author has something to say: that night, the punishment Su Xiaoan suffered at the hands of his mother was far more serious than the injury he suffered.

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