The scumbags of the professor's house

Luston, who took off his glasses, was like a gust of wind. After knocking down several younger brothers who were blocking the road, he rushed out, picked up a chair from a bun shop on the street, turned around, and rushed out in one go, aiming at the head of Brother Li who was still in a daze. "Slap" smashed down.

Brother Li was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his head. This time, the blood stream had another exit, coming down from the top of his head, passing through the scar around his eyes, and forming a big X on his face, Brother Li. Like noodles, quickly fell to the ground.

Hold? !

What the fuck? !

What the fuck? !

What's going on with this horse riding? !

Su Cheng suspected that he had been hallucinated.

Five minutes later, a martial arts masterpiece was staged in front of his eyes, which made Su Cheng no longer doubt that he must have hallucinations.

After Brother Li was slapped down, a dozen punks swarmed up, and the bench in Luston's hand turned into a fly swatter, one on the left and one on the right.Wherever they went, there was no grass growing, and the gangsters fell to the ground one after another, clutching different parts, screaming on the ground, and none of them could get up.

It hurts, just looking at it.

The last few were so frightened by him that they turned around and ran away.Luston stood where he was, with his shoulders, neck and chest heaving up and down, and a thin layer of beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.With his back to Su Cheng, he put down the smashed chair that was almost empty, put his hands together towards the sky, and stretched his toes upwards vigorously.

……do?Very confused.

Su Cheng quickly switched from the martial arts movie in front of him to an American superhero movie.

Could it be that Superman is going to fly back to his home?

However, Luston did not fly. He put his right arm on his waist, kept his left arm straight, and pressed hard to the right side of his body. Then he switched hands, straightened his right arm and put his left hand on his hip, and pressed down hard again to the left. Arms swing up and down in a rhythm.

This movement is not obsessed, and everyone is familiar with it. It is the two most common stretching movements in radio gymnastics.

Co-author, does he do aerobic exercise when he just hit someone?

Screaming punks lay all over the floor, and this master stretched on the spot.

Hold? !

After finishing stretching, Master turned and walked towards Su Cheng: "Give it to me." Seeing the question mark on the other side's face, he stretched out his hand and added, "My glasses."

Su Xiaoba didn't move, his legs were weak.

Luston could only take two steps forward, took the glasses away from his hand, put them on again, and adjusted his position.

Su Cheng opened his mouth and stammered unconsciously: "..."

Luston interrupted him: "Go first."

The ground was in a mess, the two of them ran first, stepped into Su's residence, bent over and panted in the hall on the first floor, Su Cheng panted, suddenly stretched out his hand, and slapped his arm hard.

"You—what are you doing?" Luston was startled by the "popping" sound.

Su Cheng jumped a few steps away, looking at Luston with his eyes like brushing the door control: usually a thin and gentle schoolmaster, a well-known three-good student in the school, and the baby bump of the teachers in the third middle school!

Taking off the glasses, actually singled out a dozen big brothers on the road? !

If it wasn't that he was dreaming, is it reasonable to ride a horse?

Su Cheng made up a thousand secondary school plots in his brain, and suddenly he was blessed: "Show me your glasses."

Luston froze.

Su Cheng poked the person in front of him to confirm that he had a body temperature and it was not a robot.

Luston showed two dimples, and gently put the glasses on the entrance hallway.

Su Cheng thought about it, carefully lifted the glasses up through the clothes, and carefully observed with his waist bent, for fear of touching any mechanism. If it really looks like in the movie, this thing will mutate together with Luston!

"careful!"

Su Cheng was so frightened that he let go of his hands, and his glasses "cracked" to the ground.

Luston picked up the glasses with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"

"Not enough." Su Cheng said truthfully.

Luston put it back on: "Just ordinary glasses."

"Is that person an ordinary person?" Su Cheng asked.

"It must be." Luston smiled, "You have watched too many movies."

Su Cheng stared at him closely: "Do you often fight with people?"

Luston thought for a while: "That's right."

A super academic bully who spends all day doing papers at school and often gets into fights? !Go to hell!

I look like a ghost? !Su Chengtie kept silent.

Luston spoke first: "I fight, you study well, each other."

Su Cheng had thought about this, and the meaning in Luston's words was very clear: We are not familiar, I didn't ask you, and you don't ask me either.

Yeah.

Su Cheng was very knowledgeable, people didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't bother to know, so he simply shook the schoolbag behind his back and prepared to go upstairs.

Luston pointed to his face: "Your nose."

Su Cheng stretched out his hand to confirm: "It's not broken."

"There is blood." Luston added.

Su Cheng moved his hand down. There was blood under his nose, which was a bit sticky, but now it was dry. He replied dryly, "Oh." He didn't go to the bathroom to find something to wipe. Instead, he stood still and stared at Luston's hand.

Luston held the schoolbag in one hand and moved back.

"Don't hide." Su Cheng threw his schoolbag on the sofa, "I saw it a long time ago." The boy bent over to change his shoes, turned to the direction of the kitchen, and told Luston, "Sit on the sofa and wait for me when you change your shoes." ,do not move."

After Su Cheng walked into the kitchen, there was a lot of clanging noises, as if a house was being demolished.

Luston changed into his slippers and sat down on the sofa in the living room, next to Su Cheng's weather-beaten schoolbag. Luston thought about it and put his schoolbag close to his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw the wound on his hand, the rough wall The scratched skin on the face exploded, and the gaps were filled with blood, which was more serious than he imagined.

I don't know if it still bleeds?Luston reached out to press up.

"Don't move, the infection hurts you to death."

Su Cheng walked up to him with slippers and a small box, squeezed a gap between the schoolbag and Luston, sat down on the spot, and opened the box, which contained various trauma medicines.

He skillfully took out a cotton ball, dipped it in alcohol, and mocked, "Is it common sense to fight all day long?"

Luston thought about it and replied, "I haven't been injured much."

Su Cheng slipped his hands and almost spilled alcohol on his hands.

Grass!The old Versailles.

"Hand!" Su Cheng copied the posture of the cotton ball, looking like he wanted to press Luston's face.

Luston hesitated, "I can do it myself."

Fault!

Think grandpa loves to serve you?Su Cheng got angry after dealing with the wound, so he simply handed the cotton ball to Luston and let him go.

Luston didn't lie, he really didn't have any experience in wound treatment, he took a cotton ball and pressed it hard on his own wound, with a "hiss", the boy was killed by the alcohol and his whole body tightened, and even his brows were furrowed into one. Group, eyes tightly closed.

pain.

It hurts.

The pain is sour.

Just now Su Cheng's nose didn't hurt so much.

In the darkness, someone took his hand, and Luston twitched reflexively, but was firmly held back.

"If you don't know how to wipe it, just stay there."

"I won't wipe it anymore." Luston opened his eyes.

The boy ignored him, took a cotton ball, and gently wiped him in circles from the outside to the inside. It looked good, and the cold alcohol really didn't hurt so much with Su Cheng's warm hands. The cotton ball was wiped twice more, and the boy sprinkled some medicine on him. Finally, he wrapped the gauze around the palm of his hand and wrapped it into a neat little rice dumpling.

"Hold it." Su Cheng let go and stuffed the things back into the medicine box.

Luston obeyed and prepared to move.

"Easy!" The boy stared at him.

Luston slowly closed his palms, the tingling still made him frown slightly, but he couldn't see his expression clearly through his glasses.

Su Cheng sneered: "It will be fine in two days. Fortunately, it is left-handed, so it will not affect the homework of the school bully who is one-on-fourteen."

Luston looked up, "Really. Won't Xueba do two tricks for me?"

Su Cheng shook his head resolutely, "No, I have principles."

The four eyes met, and the two of them were suffocating, and couldn't help laughing.

In the scorching summer, the hearty laughter of the young people floated out of the Su residence, mixed with the chirping of birds and cicadas, and floated far away from the entrance of Sajinqiao Alley, overlapping quietly with a certain past time.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them finally had enough laughs. Su Cheng reached out to Luston: "Give me the phone."

Luston didn't understand.

"I'll leave the phone to you. Today you called that bastard, and I'm sure I'll trouble you in two days. Call me if you have something to do."

Luston's eyes flickered slightly, after thinking about it, he still handed the phone to Su Cheng.

The boy quickly entered a series of numbers on it, dialed it to himself, and sent the WeChat application as well, "The old man is not at home all day, if I have something to do, I will tell you in advance, you will get the key with me, and I will take you there in two days." Match one."

Luston took the phone, and the head portrait of his new friend "Jin Kela" was a star.

"Why help me?" Su Cheng fiddled with his mobile phone and asked casually. Luston could have watched him choke his head on the wall, but he didn't, "Why don't you run?"

"You can fight, there's no need to run." Luston noted Su Cheng's name.

become.

I'm cheap.

Su Cheng stopped talking, and focused on examining his new friend: "π".Luston never posted on Moments, and his avatar was the same as his name, a simple "π", lifeless, like a useless account.

"Su Cheng, I can move out."

Su Cheng glanced at Luston from his mobile phone. He just said that he would give this person a key. Could it be the legendary push on the nose?

"Don't fall off the next class adjustment, I will move."

Su Cheng raised his head completely this time. He just felt that this roommate was interesting, so he returned to his original form?

"Are you Gao Xiaomei or Song Ting?"

Luston answered irrelevantly: "Do you mind living next door?"

Su Cheng thought of the original owner of the room, and replied, "Never mind."

"That's because today I helped you fight this..."

"It has nothing to do with this." Su Cheng interrupted him.

"Then the only possibility for you to let me move out is that you don't fall after two months." Luston stood up: "Don't get me wrong, I'm doing it for myself." He spread out and said, "Your grades have improved, My mother just agreed to let me live on campus, I... always wanted to live on campus, but they didn't agree."

Su Cheng froze in place.

The pretty aunt who took the initiative to scrape and deliver meals to him.

Really nosy.

"My mother...is kind, I hope you don't scold her." Luston turned around, "Think about it. This is for you and for me, but no one is forcing you." Luston added: "I'm hungry , I'm going to eat." He bent over to change his shoes at the door, went out alone, and brought in a gust of wind.

The lively laughter just now, let the wind blow, and it will disperse.

"I've always wanted to live on campus."

Su Cheng's "mind" just now was followed by "It's you, I can think about it", but Luston's words were suppressed. Su Cheng thought that he was so great and his family was so great.It turns out that people don't care about living at all, and they don't want to live in it.

All cannot be forced.

Su Cheng fell silent.

The young man felt angry from his heart, since you don't want to live, I wish you would get out of here quickly.At the same time, Luston makes you unable to vent your anger. He always looks like he can do anything. In other words, he didn't force anyone because he wanted to move out. He said: This is for you and for me.

Translation Translation: Our revolutionary goal is the same, but the revolution mainly depends on you, you choose, I can do whatever, ps: Of course, it is best to be successful.

Just fucking.