Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Brother, what's the matter?Fucheng hurried over to take a look.

The smell of salt instantly surrounded Jiang Bai, it was this feeling again.There seems to be an infinitely deep water level on the soles of the feet, overflowing up, invading and occupying the nerves without any holes.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Fu Cheng asked.The concern in his eyes was warm, scalding the familiar cold Jiang Bai.

"I don't know you." Jiang Bai pushed him a few meters away.

Fu Cheng took another step forward, and the push just now happened to be on the collarbone nail, and the mouth of the nail instantly turned red. "Brother."

"I don't fucking know you!" Jiang Bai slammed his fist on the door, the left half of his face was torn apart by pain, and the skin seemed to be detached.Senior brother, senior brother, who the hell is your senior brother.

Fucheng wanted to move forward, Jiang Bai raised his hand, and Fucheng shrank his neck and stood aside in fright.When he is like this Jiang Bai is even more irritable, what kind of airplane ears are you pretending to be, you are a human being, not a cat.

Xu Jun came back with the dormitory instructor, holding the freshmen's school uniform and uniform rations, and happened to meet Jiang Bai who was standing at the door like a dead man.

The dormitory instructors of the martial arts school are not ordinary dormitory supervisors, and they don't have much effort in their hands, so they can't suppress these wild monkeys.But Zhang Lin is the most eloquent coach. He was born in hard qigong and practiced Shaolin boxing.Handsome, the small class offers film and television martial arts classes, and often takes students on shows and as group performances.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Lin asked.These brats, less than 18 years old, about the same height as me, have big ideas.

"Let him go." Jiang Bai was sweating, and his face, which rarely had emotional fluctuations, wrinkled slightly, "How about I change the dormitory."

"You change? How many dormitories have you bought? Tell me yourself? When the school is a customs clearance copy?" Zhang Lin gave the school uniform to the freshmen. , are the students of Zhengshan, everyone gets along well. You see, you have a good image, and you will have the opportunity to run with me in the crew in the future. What are you practicing in virtue?"

The freshman didn't say a word, this appearance can enter the film and television martial arts team, but it doesn't care about people's temper, and it really needs to be dealt with.

"Stick method, boxing method, saber method, will it? What's it called?" Zhang Lin asked again.

"Chongde, Fucheng, knows nothing." Fucheng only looked at Jiang Bai, his eyes were on the face of his senior brother, and he couldn't take it off.

"Can't do anything?" Zhang Lin pinched Fucheng's shoulders. The body of a boy, the hardness of an adult, his age is just above the age of an adult, "Know nothing, why do you go to martial arts school? Just because you like Martial arts?"

"I like a few." Fu Cheng glanced at his face, stubborn and ignorant of current affairs.

Zhang Lin was not surprised that there were so many students who scolded the coach. Such a stubborn personality entered the martial arts school, no matter how difficult it was to deal with, he could manage it well. "Okay, boy, there will be a place for you to suffer in the future."

The trainer left just like that, and Xu Jun was in a worse mood.I have watched this episode of firecrackers blowing up oil fields. "Here, Zhengshan is under semi-military management. You can learn from me in the placement of washbasins, towels and slippers, so as not to cause trouble." Then he turned to look at Jiang Bai, "How are you, are you okay? I will accompany you to the infirmary?"

Jiang Bai didn't move, his face changed from angry red to white, and he pushed the door into the bathroom.

Each dormitory has a bathroom, very small, just enough for one person to stand, with a shower head on it.You can't brush your teeth and wash your face here, you have to go to the public washroom.He took off his clothes and stood under the water column, letting the cold water wash over the left side of his face, cooling the pain with the cold water.

I used ice packs for the pain during the few months in the hospital, but it hasn't been so severe for a long time.It seemed that the 15-year-old Jiang Bai was furious in his body, and he slashed his forehead with a lancet.

The water has no temperature, and the mirror does not condense fog, reflecting a body that is about to grow up.I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and there is not a single bit of excess flesh. The muscles are arranged upwards against the fascia, and grow to the chest against the hip bones.

The stretched and undulating back muscles faintly aimed at the white edge, which was hard to spot.But if you touch it with your hands, you can feel that the white edges are tattoos that have been washed.

15-year-old Jiang Bai went to Shenzhen for an exchange study in order to learn boxing. Before leaving, he got a tattoo of Bai Ze in a boxing gym.But time was running out, so I only ticked the sides.An MRI will be done after the accident, and I will bear the consequences of what Jiang Bai did.

Because of the use of a potion containing magnetized substances, the tattooed area looks like it is lying on a soldering iron during the MRI process.So the first thing Jiang Bai did after he was discharged from the hospital was to have his tattoo removed, to wash away the stupid things that 15-year-old idiot Jiang Bai did.

Stupid, what kind of tattoo is 15 years old, awesome, don't lose your memory.

The tattoo seems to be clean after washing, and I don't have to think about it anymore.Jiang Bai rushed for a long time, he rushed out until his legs and feet were numb from the cold, and the pain on his face finally let him go.

That Fucheng slept on his own bunk.The washed white sports socks are hanging on the bed rail, and the uniformly distributed green towels are placed on top of the round skull in the dark.

Jiang Bai saw the collarbone nail again, and the small dimple that was about to appear.

Fucheng slept with the house key hanging on, the head of the key hanging on the xiphoid process of his chest, with a dimple on the left side of his face. "division……"

"Shut up." Jiang Bai stared at the vortex, "I don't know you, not your brother."

Fu Cheng lay back on his stomach again, watching him and stopped talking.Jiang Bai lay back on the bed, waiting to get sleepy.

A few meters away is the light of Xu Jun's mobile phone. The martial arts school will confiscate the mobile phone, but this Internet addicted boy secretly hid another one.With this light, Jiang Bai could clearly see what kind of pattern the flattened wood grain looked like on the upper bed, but there was nothing there.

Looking to the side, it was the pair of half-washed white socks.One of them stepped on the soil of the playground, imprinted the outline of the soles of its feet, and washed it gray.

Every time the king came back from downstairs, he could step on the plum blossom paw prints all over the place, which were full of dirt.

I can't even wash my socks.Jiang Bai turned over and lay on his side, but couldn't sleep.But the one on the top bunk was dishonest, turning over endlessly.He stretched out his leg and kicked it up, the bed board shook, and the upper bunk became honest in an instant.

Fucheng clutched his stomach on the upper bunk, and couldn't sleep after changing the bed.When he came to Zhengshan alone, he missed his classmates, his teacher, and his younger brothers Qiu Li and Qing Rang.He thought that amnesia was just forgetting the past and his personality would not change, but when he saw the punishment list at the school gate, he couldn't believe it.

The senior brother never fights, he is excellent in character and learning, and he doesn't let Dad worry about him.But... Fucheng grabbed the key chain and gently sucked his tattoo.But if he changes again, he is still a senior brother.

The martial arts school wakes up early for morning exercises, blows the whistle at 5:6 in the morning, washes up for a quarter of an hour, folds square quilts for a quarter of an hour, and the sheets are pulled into a pleat. The bell was rung at 8 o'clock, and everyone stood up on the track. As soon as the slogan of the Zhengshan Martial Arts School was chanted, the [-]-kilometer run began.

But the team of Class 3, Grade [-] is a little different. The leader of the second row wears the school uniform of the opposite school.The appearance of disobedience to the discipline made Hu Yihu, the head coach of the school, want to pick up the stick.

Martial arts schools have quit sticks, but they are rarely used. Hu Yihu is a student who graduated from Zhengshan and a coach of a professional Sanda class.When he was in school, he was always beaten. He was disobedient and dared to shout tired, so he was beaten directly.

All the students ran around the playground, and a boy in a Chongde school uniform squatted and leaped with his hands behind his back. While jumping, he counted by himself, a neat 300.

A seat was vacated on the right side of Jiang Bai, no one was disturbing him, and his head didn't hurt anymore.

After running, he and Xu Jun went out of school to buy breakfast. Fu Yu loved to drink peanut soy milk, and they waited in a long line for freshly ground soy milk.After buying, send it to the door of Class 1 and hand it over to her.

But every time Fu Yu had a very subtle frown, Jiang Bai couldn't figure it out.It doesn't seem like she's happy.

There was still a while before class, Jiang Bai sat on the roof of the teaching building, blowing the air, smoking, and watching the cigarettes burn out one by one.I can't quit, I just want to smoke.

Going back to work again, he recognized a figure in the distance, small and round, with flat and broad shoulders, flat hips, wearing an indigo school uniform, and a face that was terribly stubborn.

Fucheng decided to change its name today, instead of Fucheng, it was called Fuqiang, and its thighs were shaking so funny. "Brother!"

Jiang Bai quickly turned around and sat back in the sixth group of the classroom.On the left is the window and the mint grass. There was a small bug on the grass. He picked the bug's butt and threw it out.

The class hours in the martial arts school are only half, culture classes in the morning and martial arts training in the afternoon.During the recess, the indigo body always wanted to lean towards this side, Jiang Bai stared back, and he sat back to his original position timidly.Only Xu Jun paid attention to him, when no one paid attention to him, he pulled out the belt around his neck and concentrated on playing with the keys.

Jiang Bai didn't want to look at him, so he just lay down and slept.

It was a lunch break after lunch, and Fucheng stood in the line waiting to be disbanded.The team dispersed for a second and the brother left. He didn't wait for him, and he didn't catch up.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother, wait for me." He chased a few more steps, but his hat was suddenly grabbed by someone, making him unable to move.

"It's so kind, you came to our Zhengshan to recognize relatives?" Li Cong bumped him twice, "Don't look for Jiang Bai when you are looking for a backer, who are you?"

Fu Cheng grasped the hand on the tip of the hat. "I'm his younger brother, so what's the matter with you? If I don't let go, I'll break you."

"Yo, we're really not afraid of you doing it." Li Cong was still laughing, and swung his arm so suddenly that his eyes looked like gold stars.When he saw the other side clearly, that kid Chongde was not afraid at all, and was extremely arrogant.

"If you mess with me again, I'll let my senior brother come over and beat you." Fu Cheng shook his fist.

Jiang Bai was smoking on the extended balcony, and when he returned to 239 after smoking, Xu Jun patted him and said, "I'll tell you one thing, a big one."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Bai took off his shirt.

"When you were smoking, the firecrackers fought with Li Cong. It really exploded when provoked." Xu Jun was very helpless, "Is it polite to others if Li Cong fights? Our class's score, score..."

Jiang Bai took off his shoes and lay down, not thinking about these external affairs.

"I suspect that kid has brain problems too. He's talking about it." Xu Jun secretly took out his mobile phone, "Call me senior brother if you catch him. Who is his senior brother? He really looks like you?"

"I don't know." Jiang Bai closed his eyes.

Xu Jun sat back on the lower bunk and leaned against the wall to practice pressing his hips. "I'll make a bold prediction. If he doesn't restrain himself, he will definitely be dealt with. He came with a bloody wind. He won't say a good word. He has offended Li Cong, and he hasn't offended Jin Cheng yet. He has offended Jin Cheng , His pants were ripped off on the playground."

Jiang Bai suddenly opened his eyes.

The lunch break whistle blew, and the corridor was instantly quiet.Xu Jun put away his phone and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Just as he was a little sleepy, the door rang, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps.

"Little beauty is back? Are you okay?" Xu Jun glanced at her.It seems that the beating was not light, and walking was a problem.

Damn chicken, if you have the ability to single out.Fucheng walked in with a limp step by step, clutching his hipbones, two shallow blood clots appeared on his cheekbones.Chongde's school uniform was obviously ripped off, and he stepped on it a few times, leaving the marks of martial arts training shoes on the back.

"Are you okay?" Xu Jun asked again, "I am concerned about you. If something happens, the squad leader will take you to the infirmary."

Fucheng ignored Xu Jun, walked to the bed, waited for a long time before reaching out to grab the bed ladder.

Jiang Bai was lying on the lower bunk, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw that JB, black and cursive.

Maybe the wrist was also broken, and it became red.Jiang Bai stared at that jb, feeling that it was like a poke, covered with something.

It seems to be a scar.It's a scar, cut with a knife, one deep and one shallow.

The small pear vortex did not appear.

Fu Cheng rested for a few minutes, took a deep breath and climbed up the bed ladder, one foot up and the other up.The shoe had been trampled off again, and two black pad-like toes were outlined on the toe of the sock.

Maybe it was because of the 300 squat leaps that were punished in the morning, or maybe it was because his eyes were black after the fight. He accidentally slipped on the soles of his feet and fell straight down.

Xu Jun let out an ah, and he was ready to get up.He doesn't like people who value virtue, but he's not bad enough to watch him fall to death with his own eyes.But the two beds are two meters apart, so they can't hold each other.

Then he saw Jiang Bai, a dead man, bounced up like a flashback, and caught him before the cannonball hit the ground.

Jiang Bai went to pick it up, which shocked my mother.Xu Jun was completely surprised. At that moment just now, the eyes of the dead Jiang Bai seemed to be alive, and they were very bright.The catch was quick, and the location judgment was accurate, as if he had practiced tens of millions of times to catch firecrackers with his bare hands.

What are you doing?Jiang Bai once again had a headache that was about to explode, and his left eye was probably about to go blind.Opening his eyes again, there was another person in his arms, and Xiao Liwo finally came out.