The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

"It's a way for our low-level children to play." Bian Jing said.

Xie Ting interrupted him: "Who are the children from the bottom?"

Bian Jing pointed to himself: "I, Bian Jiang, Ming Castan..."

Xie Ting frowned. He grew up with a superior family background, but not everything went smoothly. Before he met Bian Jing, his family background was not as good as it is now. He didn't comment on the division of Bian Jing, and just waited for him to continue talking. .

"Bianjiang grew up among the hooligans in the city. As for me, I didn't feel much better. My parents died before I was three years old. I don't remember seeing him now. I came to his house when I was three years old. At that time, Bianjiang was already ten years old. , can run and jump, and is often played with by a group of gangsters, Tang Shu can't control him, when he gets older, he becomes a gangster himself, and he is familiar with the rules of the gangster circle."

"I saw jumping rope once, it was frontier..."

The side scene stopped, and after thinking for a long time, he came up with a suitable adjective, defeat.

"That's the masterpiece of the frontier defeating the old gangsters and becoming the new gangsters in this area."

Seeing Xie Ting frowning, Bian Jing smiled, patted his head, and comforted him: "Brother Ting, to be honest, don't be angry, although you are a school bully, you are also a simple student in the school. , I have never seen you do anything harmful."

Xie Ting's frown deepened, and Bian Jing coaxed him again: "But you are very nice, really, I think you are the bully of No. [-] middle school, and also the most handsome in No. [-] middle school. You are definitely the best in No. [-] middle school."

Xie Ting didn't care about these false names, even he didn't know who came up with the title of school bully. He was secretly called out since he was in high school.

Bian Jing withdrew his hand, ate the last bite of ice cream, and threw the stick into the trash can.

"Ludao Bridge, you know that."

Of course Xie Ting knew, that's why he asked Bian Jiang why he asked him out.

"Ludao Bridge is the place where Frontier defeated the old gangster leader, and that area is also his territory. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the base camp now."

"Ludao Bridge is an old bridge connecting Zhanning City and Ludao. Now that the new bridge has been built, the old bridge was demolished by the original engineering team. It was abandoned after it was not open to traffic."

Xie Ting said: "I've seen that bridge deck, it's all steel bars, horizontal and vertical."

Biandian nodded: "I was young at the time, and I followed Bianjiang over there for fun. The rope skipping is to jump on these steel bars."

Xie Ting didn't understand.

Bianjing added: "The hollow slab girder of the bridge has many transverse reinforcements, from one pier to another, these are horizontal, but there are also longitudinal ones, not at the beam position."

Xie Ting thought about it for a while, and continued: "It's at the bridge pier."

Side attractions nod.

Suddenly, Xie Ting felt chills in his heart, he understood.

"The bridge piers are old bridges, three to five meters long. We jumped on these piers."

Xie Ting couldn't bear the brain damage of this group of people: "Fuck."

"If you dance well, you can cross the river to Ludao. If you don't dance well, you will be stuck on the bridge forever and sacrificed to the old bridge."

Xie Ting stood up, his eyes widened, he looked at the scene viciously, and asked: "There is no Wang Fa?"

Bian Jing knew that he was like this.

Too upright, I haven't seen anything other than beautiful, even a little naive.

Just like at this moment, ask him: "There is no king's law?"

Bian Jing replied: "Yes."

Xie Ting's face faded a bit, and then Bian Jing said slowly: "But Wang Fa doesn't care about fooling around."

"Every circle has its own rules of survival, like me, the first in grade, the king of the campus." Bian Jing smiled and mocked: "But when I leave school, I am just an ordinary person."

Bian Jing patted his butt, stood up, and walked towards the classroom: "Bian Jiang doesn't study, and I don't mess around, but the grievances between the two of us will have to be resolved sooner or later. It is impossible for him to come to school to compare my grades with me, so just Let me go out of school and compete with him."

"This is, their way of messing around."

Xie Ting followed him silently, without saying a word, he didn't want to comment on these idiots.

In my heart, I even blamed Bian Jing for following Bian Jiang's brain.

Sure enough, brain damage is hereditary.

It is better to strike once than to strike multiple times.

Bian Jing stamped his feet on the stairs, the bell had just rang for the end of get out of class, the students hadn't poured out yet, the corridor was still quiet.

I could only hear the boy's voice echoing: "Before Frontier, you have been beating me all the time. Maybe it's not because I'm afraid of you, or because you can beat me, but because your father is thanking me."

"He doesn't want to cause trouble. He doesn't fall behind, he has all the necessary qualities for a coward like Frontier, bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

Xie Ting's voice was muffled: "I know."

No matter how naive he was, he would never think that he was really good enough to walk sideways. He had practiced karate, but a coach who taught by example was different from an experienced gangster.

If he didn't have the status of the director's son, he might not be able to win a fight with the experienced frontier.

Xie Ting suddenly realized that this time, he might not be able to help Bian Jing.

He can't save Bian Jing on the line of life and death like he did when he first met.

"Can't you not go?"

The boy's worried face was reflected in the brown pupils of the side scene, and he sighed in his heart: "I can't."

"If you pass the college entrance examination and don't go back to this city, you won't see him, can't you do that?"

Students have already come downstairs one after another, and many of them are curious to see the god of learning and the bully confronting each other in the corridor.

Bian Jing likes Xie Ting's innocence, and he has no way to complain about this innocence, he can only say that his parents protect him so well that he has never seen gray.

"Life is given by my uncle, and I was raised by him. Even if there are bumps and bumps in the process of raising people, it is still a kindness. If you are kind, you have to pay it back. If the father dies, the son will pay back. This time, Bianjiang forced me to repay the kindness."

"So, brother Ting, I have to go."

The weather was fine that day, cloudless, and the sky was as clear as blue.

Even cicadas and birds could not cover Xie Ting's voice.

The students who went up and down the stairs could hear the yelling of the school bully, and the whole third floor could hear it.

"But you were the one who saved your mother."