Unpretentious campus essay

The shoes are blue pirated Converse, the laces are quite clean, but the upper has been washed repeatedly, faded and looks dirty.

Huang Heyuan gripped the skateboard tightly, "Hey, here we come!"

The man took a step back, Gu Haiyu straightened up, and didn't go to pick up the coin anymore.

Looking up along the shoes, his eyes swept over the jeans and red and white school uniform, and then fixed on the face of the person in front of him.

He has wheat-colored skin, a dark red star-shaped birthmark on his temple, tough facial features, and gloomy eyes. He doesn't look like a 16-year-old high school student, but a 26-year-old beating worker who has been severely beaten by the society.

"Mu Linxing?" Gu Haiyu narrowed his eyes.

Mu Linxing's eyes lingered on the heavy locomotive behind Gu Haiyu for a few seconds before looking at him, "...what's the matter?"

"Ah...it's nothing serious." Gu Haiyu gritted his teeth, "I'm here to beat you."

This sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. While speaking, Gu Haiyu raised his leg, and the moment the sound disappeared into the air, the tip of his shoe sank into Mu Linxing's flesh, and he fell heavily on the ground, his veins bulging in pain. , he probably couldn't stand being knocked down, and immediately propped up his upper body, but the pain was so great that he couldn't get up at all, and he clutched his stomach and retched painfully.

Huang Heyuan didn't expect Gu Haiyu to hit him so hard when he came up, so he grabbed him, "Hey, stop beating, you can't kick your internal organs like this!"

Gu Haiyu turned his head, his eyeballs were bloodshot, as if he had opened the true eyes of the evil king.Huang Heyuan was taken aback, and grabbed Gu Haiyu's clothes even harder: "Leave it to me, calm down."

"Brother Mu!" "It's fighting, Brother Mu is fighting with someone!"

The people around noticed the movement here and gathered around one after another.

The Yellow River is an eye-opener.In his aesthetic system, soil is divided into two types. The first is the natural soil of Baiyunjian, which is untouched by everyone, and the other is the soil that thinks it is fashionable and can only be seen on the Internet.

He used to think that Kuaishou's spiritual guy was performing for video effects, until he came to No. [-] Middle School.The neat pot heads, red, yellow, purple, and purple are colorfully gathered together, and the clothes are also very uniform, with a section of ankle exposed under the crotch tights.They stood behind Mu Linxing with their legs crossed, staring at Huang Heyuan warily.

Yes, although Gu Haiyu was the one who beat him, but in their eyes, Huang Heyuan dressed like this was more like the boss.

"Which class are you from?!" A boy lit Huang Heyuan from the air, holding a cigarette between his fingers, "Hit me, Brother Mu, you don't want to live anymore?!"

Huang Heyuan recovered from the aesthetic shock, noticed which class he was talking about, and immediately became unhappy.Think Huang Heyuan's well-coordinated outfit can be the same as their school's style of painting?What a shame!

"Wow Daxi! The second lieutenant colonel, Huang Heyuan, who has dedicated himself to being handsome every day for more than ten years." Without blushing and heartbeat, Huang Heyuan took off his sunglasses, and Huang Heyuan crossed his arms and raised his chin, "ay, 1 years from now, you will all remember today firmly. I, Huang Heyuan, came to No. 1 Middle School and personally set up a fashion trend for you." (Note: "Wukong Biography": [-] from now on Years, you will all remember my name, Monkey King Monkey King.)

Gu Haiyu couldn't help turning his head to look at him, he must have a thick skin to say such things calmly.

"...What, what the hell is he talking about?"

"From No. [-] Middle School? Isn't No. [-] Middle School full of nerds? There are still such crazy ones who dare to come to our school to make trouble?!"

A girl asked: "What did you just say about fashion trends? Why didn't I see it?"

Huang Heyuan opened his arms, "I am the indicator of the fashion trend. You are all dressed so ugly! Learn from me!"

"..."

"..."

There was a dead silence, and the opposing lineup was stunned.

"Brother...you've filled up your hatred." Gu Haiyu took Huang Heyuan to prevent him from fighting, but now it seems that Huang Heyuan is likely to cause a group fight, "Slip away, I can't cover you anymore. "

"Impossible!" Huang Heyuan is simple and confident, "They will ask me for advice on how to dress up soon."

Gu Haiyu: "..."

"What stupid thing?!" Brother Jiayan was the first to react, throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, "Brothers, fuck him!"

"Fuck him!!!"

"Teach the idiots in No. [-] Middle School to be human!"

Five or six potheads approached aggressively. Huang He saw that something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away.

"Wow," Huang Heyuan ran forward, his hair fluttering in the wind, "whoever hits me will turn into a pig!!!!"

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Bai Yunjian sat in the corner of his shop, holding an Oxford dictionary, reciting words with his head bowed against the wall. The dictionary was spread to one-third of the space, and he hadn't turned a page for a long time.

Every time I recite a word, a fictional picture will flash in my mind.

For example, Gu Haiyu didn't know what to do and beat him to a bloody mess. Both of them entered the police station, and Huang Heyuan burst into tears.

Another example is that they were surrounded by bastards, two fists were no match for four hands, and Huang Heyuan was beaten to the point of crying.

Another example is when Gu Haiyu ran away on a motorcycle, Huang Heyuan's cell phone was robbed, his clothes were stripped, and he huddled in a corner and cried loudly.

In short, every conjecture ended with Huang Heyuan crying loudly, which made him restless.

Don't worry, one is the rich second generation and the other is the official second generation. Even if they are bullied, they will not suffer any serious harm.

Gu Haiyu will be fine, but Huang He is far...

Bai Yunjian pushed his glasses, and a villain with waterfall tears appeared in his mind unreasonably.

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow..." The villain grinned.

Noisy.

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow..." The villain kicked his legs.

His spirit is polluted, and there is only one way to purify it.

Bai Yunjian suddenly closed the dictionary, "Mom, I'm going to deliver food."

Bai Xiu raised her head strangely, "Where to send it?"

"Sixteenth High School."

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The Yellow River is far away with a bunch of colorful boys.

"Huang Heyuan! Shit, I didn't tell you to really run!" Gu Haiyu said to tell Huang Heyuan to run fast, but in fact he still felt that it was safest to stay by his side. Insert it into the keyhole and wrap one arm around the neck.

It was Mu Linxing.His arms are very strong, and the bulging muscles are like steel bars around Gu Haiyu's throat, dragging him backwards, dragging the 185cm Gu Haiyu off the motorcycle seat.

When Gu Haiyu's body was hanging on the ground, he raised his legs and hooked Mu Linxing's waist, turned over and hit his head with a punch.Mu Linxing relaxed, Gu Haiyu grabbed him by the neck, and smiled fiercely: "You and your father are exactly the same, they both like to make sneak attacks from behind, dead trash."

Mu Linxing's pupils shrank, his face was flushed from being pinched, and his voice leaked from his throat, "Who... are you?"

Gu Haiyu licked his lips, leaned over to Mu Linxing's ear, "My surname is Gu."

Gu...he is the policeman's son...Mu Linxing thought with certainty.He was choked to lack of oxygen, and he returned to the time when he was eight years old in a trance. Grandma seemed to have aged ten years overnight, silently leading him on the train for half a day, and went to a mourning hall in another place.There were many people in the mourning hall. As soon as they arrived, everyone stared at him with strange eyes.He was terrified, and grandma pulled him to kneel under a black and white photo, and kowtowed three times.

Boom, boom, boom.

This bloody kowtow sounded like the death knell of his life.From then on, he was no longer Mu Linxing, and the first thing people said about him was "the son of a drug-addicted murderer". He would live with this crime for the rest of his life.

But why?Why should he bear such a fate!

"This...isn't my fault...he..." Mu Linxing pinched Gu Haiyu's wrist, and a tear came out of the corner of his eye while breathing heavily, "He is him, I am me! He is dead!"

"You, the fault is that you shouldn't mess with the Gu family." Gu Haiyu tightened his fingers even more, and smiled softly, "You are such a trash, you have to live in pain, I am merciful, I will send you down to be with you." Your father's companion..."

Gu Haiyu enjoys the feeling of controlling life, he can feel Mu Linxing's breathing becoming more and more rapid, and the fragile Adam's apple keeps sliding in his palm, like a bird that cannot fly out of his palm.

His pupils are about to dilate, his heart is about to stop beating, and the last blood of that trash will die in his hands.

At this time, there was a sharp pain in the crotch.

When Mu Linxing was dying, he ruthlessly dealt with his son, using such force that he would cut off his children and grandchildren.

"Hiss—" Gu Haiyu relaxed his fingers, and took a breath of air with a distorted face.

Mu Linxing protected his neck, coughing so hard that he crawled out while coughing.He had to crawl to where someone really wanted to kill him.

"Bastard..." Gu Haiyu gritted his teeth and grabbed the hair at the back of Mu Linxing's head, and slammed it on the concrete floor.

Boom!

Severe pain spread from his forehead, his brain seemed to be mixed together chaotically, and his mouth and nose were filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Do you want to...be a murderer too?"

Mu Linxing spat out a mouthful of blood, "Then come on, kill me."

"Do you think I dare not?" Gu Haiyu rubbed Mu Linxing's hair and said gently, "Even if I kill you, I won't feel any guilt."

"What about your family?" Mu Linxing spat out a mouthful of blood, "The death penalty is over, and your family will pay for all the crimes you committed!"

Boom!

Gu Haiyu pressed Mu Linxing's head like a rubber ball, and said coldly, "Shut up."

"Dinglingling~" There was a crisp bicycle bell coming from behind.

Gu Haiyu tilted his head, and the cold Coke entered his nasal cavity without warning.

"Gu Haiyu." A voice as flat as water sounded beside his ear, and the crackling Coke on his eyelashes blinked away, and the figure gradually became clear.

It's between white clouds.

He is riding an unpretentious old-fashioned bicycle, which is the favorite style of grandpa and aunt, with a vegetable basket in the front and a seat in the back.

There was no sense of disobedience for Bai Yunjian to ride on it, with one long leg propped on the ground, holding a can of Coca-Cola in his hand. The culprit with his face raised his head and gulped down the rest of the Coke, then threw the can into the into the basket.

"you……?!"

Coke flowed down the neck into the clothes, cold and sticky, Gu Haiyu suddenly understood why Huang Heyuan was so angry when he was sprayed in the face last time.

"Then who?" Bai Yunjian asked.

"He... ran to the east. He was followed by six trash." Gu Haiyu stood up and shook his head, "Fuck, this Coke is ice cold."

"Awake?"

Gu Haiyu smiled darkly, "I can restrain myself if you don't come."

Bai Yunjian parked his bicycle and rolled over Mu Linxing's body.A face was smeared with blood, and five finger prints were clearly visible on the neck.

still alive.Bai Yunjian breathed a sigh of relief, "I have to be sent to the hospital, the wound on my forehead needs to be stitched up."

"Why are you so calm?" Gu Haiyu took out his phone and called an ambulance, "You don't question me why I beat him like this, and you are not afraid of me."

"...You didn't hit me." Bai Yunjian stepped on the bicycle, "I'm going to find that so-and-so."

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The side of No. [-] Middle School is full of low-rise residential buildings, rows of old one-story houses lined up in an orderly manner, alleys criss-crossing, and Huang Heyuan running in it is panting.

He has been running for 10 minutes, and there is a high probability that he will be beaten by the crowd for running too slowly.

Is it scary to run, or is it scary to be beaten?

Huang Heyuan weighed it carefully and stopped - he would rather stand and be beaten than take another step!

"Why did you stop!" Brother Jiayan gasped while supporting his knees, "Little boy, you can really run!"

Huang Heyuan also took a breath, "I didn't run away, I call it a tactical retreat. Come on, let's go together, I can crush you with one finger!"

"Just you?" Xiao Huangmao raised his middle finger, "There is still a long way to go for the second middle school, don't be arrogant, it's not sure who the hell will be brilliant in the future!"

"Oh," Huang Heyuan made a super arrogant look, "The distance of life is defined by myself. I am so arrogant that I don't make any sense. I don't care if you are brilliant or not. If you are ashamed, I am OK, you are golden, I am OKman, Really don't care."

"Damn it, he talks so fast." Huang Mao scratched his hair, and a purple hair stepped forward, spread his legs and pointed at the Yellow River, "Tiezi, don't talk to the birds, listen to our Chinese. It's dark and the roads are slippery, the society is complicated, the water is shallow and bastard, and there are big brothers everywhere. If you call me brother today, brother can give you face!

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"It's ridiculous," Huang Heyuan raised the corners of his mouth, "Keepreal is not guilty, your face is like a freshly made pancake, it will fall apart as soon as you break it! Call me brother, there is no door!"

"Hey! He's also a social person!"

Huang Heyuan: "..."

In the narrow alley, there was a fierce confrontation between social shake and rap. After a few minutes, the two cultures sought common ground while reserving differences, and harmoniously blended together.

"Brother," Brother Jiayan shared a cigarette with Huang Heyuan, "Why are you and that motorcycle buddy coming to No. [-] Middle School?"

Huang Heyuan took the cigarette, and clamped it to his ear unskillfully, "Oh, let's fight."

Several boys giggled.

Zimao said: "If you run further inside, we won't chase you anymore. It's the most chaotic place in Huangnitang, the eighth alley, and the people who live there are all real bastards. Our brother Mu and their boss are enmity. Yes, see you and hit me once."

"Aren't you bastards?"

Huang Heyuan was shocked.

"Look at what you said, where did we mess up." Brother Jiayan was very dissatisfied.

Huang Heyuan: "..." It seems to be the same.

"We can't meet them here, right?" Huang Heyuan asked.

"I can't meet you, don't worry!"

Huang Heyuan was always afraid of what would come. After walking a few steps, they ran into a few more social people.

Their demeanor is completely different from that of the students. A few burly men in their thirties stared at them strangely, "Are you those little kids from No. [-] Middle School? Did you send money to grandpa today?"

"Fuck!" Brother Jiayan pushed Huang He away, "Run, run!"

Huang Heyuan: "..."

The buddies from the No. [-] High School were familiar with the terrain, and ran away without a trace. Huang Heyuan ran around in the alley alone, followed by a strong man with a scar behind him.

"Damn it..." Huang Heyuan turned a corner, and suddenly heard the tinkling of the car bell, and the next second, his eyes went dark, and a bicycle rode past his instep.

"what--!"

It wasn't really painful when the wheels pressed over it. Huang Heyuan was frightened by the sudden appearance of the bicycle, and fell backwards with an unstable center of gravity. A hand stretched out to hold him.

Huang Heyuan rushed forward and smelled the cool smell of mints.

Looking up, there was a familiar face.

"Baiyunjian?!" Huang Heyuan's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why are you here?!!!"

"Deliver food." Bai Yunjian let go of Huang Heyuan's wrist, "Come up."

Far from talking nonsense, Huang He sat on the back seat of Bai Yunjian's car, "Get up, there's a super strong man chasing me!"

As soon as the words fell, the strong man came, blocked in front of the bicycle, and just showed a smug grin, when he saw the white clouds, the flesh on his face twitched.

Bai Yunjian: "..."

Strong man: "..."

The gangsters in Huangnitang have a common boss, a retired soldier.As for this soldier ruffian, he has someone to curry favor with, not some powerful man, but a high school student who has a lot of research on stocks and funds.

He once let go that if anyone offended his cash cow, he would cut his chirp.

This cash cow is standing in front of him now.

"You..." The strong man hesitated.

Bai Yunjian: "Uncle, get out of the way."

"Oh!" The brawny man hastily stepped aside.

Bai Yunjian started slowly, pedaling his bicycle to shuttle in the alleys, Huang Heyuan sat in the back seat of the car with a confused expression on his face, "He let us go like this?"

"Because I don't seem to have any money." Bai Yunjian said.

Huang Heyuan thought it made sense, nodded his head, looked down, and found that he was holding Bai Yunjian's waist.

"Damn it, I want to get out of the car!"

Bai Yunjian braked the car.

Huang Heyuan blushed and rushed forward, damn it, his waist is so thin!