good boy

No. [-] Middle School, a key middle school in Jianjing, has a long history of establishment. The school has strict management and rigorous teaching style. Every year, a large number of students squeeze their heads to enter here.

The preparatory bell for the second class on Friday afternoon had already rang, and several girls passed by the classroom door of Class [-], Grade [-].

Among them, the girl with the ponytail paused, half-body leaned into the door and suddenly shouted: "Lin Yu!"

The other girls saw a boy suddenly raised his head in the back row of the empty classroom.

He was born with a bit of chestnut hair, fluffy and soft, and his skin was very fair. His height of about 1.7 meters made his figure shrouded in a large school uniform look a little thin.

This is a very good-looking boy, causing the girls at the door to murmur and laugh.

But the boy himself didn't notice that, the ignorance in his eyes woke up when he recognized the person at the door, his eyes were bent and a little smile appeared, and he asked, "Squad leader, what's wrong?"

They have been in middle school for a long time, and Lin Yu is still called monitor Liu Caiyun.

At that time, he, Zhang Jiarui, and Liu Caiyun were all admitted to No. [-] Middle School, but they were all in different classes.

Liu Caiyun asked him: "Isn't this class a PE class in your class? What are you doing alone in the classroom?"

"Ah." Lin Yu was a little slow, and said after a while: "I have a cold, I'm on leave."

Liu Caiyun frowned and simply entered the classroom.

When he arrived at Lin Yu's desk and looked at his indeed pale face, he asked directly, "Where's your brother?"

"Are you looking for something with him?" Lin Yu blinked and asked.

Liu Caiyun's expression was a little strange, she glanced at him and said, "It's you who obviously has something to do."

Lin Yu was startled, and then laughed a little.

His brother's reputation in school is really too great. Lin Yu has been in No. [-] Middle School for so long and knows that Wen Zhouyao is his brother. There are definitely no more than five people. He also specifically requested that he hope this matter will be kept secret.

But like Liu Caiyun and the others, as long as he has something to do, they still habitually ask his brother directly.

"A little cold." Lin Yu touched his nose, and then said, "My brother is already in his third year of high school this year, and he is very busy."

Lin Yu wasn't worried about his brother's grades. Compared to his current job of woodcarving, which required a considerable amount of energy to keep up with the teaching content, his brother had always been able to do well in his studies.Anyway, on the bulletin board of the high school grades, Lin Yu never saw the word Zhouyao move from the first place.

But the third year of high school is the third year of high school, and now Lin Yu seldom joins in front of his brother even at home.

He also woke up early this morning to realize that he had a fever. The reason is probably that he stayed up late the previous two nights to meet the construction schedule for Lin Bocong, and he didn't pay attention to the temperature at night.

Fortunately, there are no other symptoms except dizziness.

"I said why you don't seem to be in the right state." Liu Caiyun shook the cup he put on the table, and said when he saw that there was water in it: "Then you should sleep for a while, I have something to call someone."

"Understood." Lin Yu smiled and said, "Go back to class quickly."

The reason why Lin Yu maintained his friendship with Liu Caiyun is not clear to himself, it may be because she participated in the first few years of his new life like Zhang Jiarui, and she still feels different from others.

As soon as Liu Caiyun left the classroom, she was held back by several girls around her.

"The boy's name was Lin Yu just now? Why didn't I find out that there was such a handsome boy in class one before?"

"Yes, yes, she looks so white and her eyes are beautiful."

"Caiyun, how do you know each other?"

Liu Caiyun has always been a girl with personality. When she was a child, she hated the naivety of the boys around her. Now she naturally doesn't answer the girls' gossip questions. She just casually said: "Primary school classmates."

Another girl next to him answered, "I've heard about Lin Yu. It seems that he is a woodcarver at home. He took time off from school to participate in some kind of competition, and he seems to have won a good ranking."

"Woodcarving?" Ordinary people who have never had any knowledge of this industry, their first reaction may be, "Aren't all woodcarvers old?"

For a girl of this age, the attractiveness of wood is far less than that of a boy who is the first in the exam, plays basketball well, can sing and dance, or can casually know a little bit of fighting.

"Who said that?" Some people retorted: "People are art."

"No wonder others are so low-key."

Lin Yu, who had already been labeled low-key, didn't realize it, and actually fell asleep lying on the table.When he woke up, he was still shaken awake by the classmate in the front row, telling him that school was over.

There was no evening self-study in the junior high school on Friday, so Lin Yu simply packed up his things and walked out of the classroom.

The heat seemed to be higher than at the beginning, Lin Yu raised his hand and tried his forehead, thinking that he would have to buy some medicine for the next journey.Zhang Jiarui invited him to try the new products of Chengyue Restaurant today, and said that their two new fruit and vegetable desserts were delicious, and Lin Yu wanted to bring them back to give the old lady a taste.

I don't know if it's because Lin Yu changed the Sheng family's affairs at the beginning, so the old lady didn't have a backlog.

She passed the time of death in her previous life smoothly, and now she can still nag to her son every day.Lin Bocong also said that the old lady's vigor was getting better every year, and Lin Yu's heart was finally let go of most of the stone.

He carried his bag and walked towards the school gate.

This is October, and the tiger is especially fierce this autumn in Jianjing. Even the withered and yellow leaves can't block the scorching sun above.

After walking to the school gate for a short distance, Lin Yu's forehead was covered with sweat.

His hands and feet were sweaty and a little weak, Lin Yu knew this was a sign of high fever.

"Lin Yu." At the same time Zhang Jiarui's voice came from behind, the person had already pressed heavily on Lin Yu's back. Zhang Jiarui put one hand on Lin Yu's shoulder and asked him excitedly, "Waiting for a long time?"

"No, just arrived." Lin Yu stabilized his body and shook his shoulders: "Get up."

Zhang Jiarui went to junior high school and successfully changed from a little fat man to a taller fat man. He was taller than Lin Yu, but his weight was nearly twice that of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu said ruthlessly: "How many times have I told you to control your weight. Liu Caiyun just told me last week that he likes tall and thin models. You have been photographed ten miles away from this first impression, you know? ?”

Zhang Jiarui has not given up liking Liu Caiyun even now.

In his own words, he got along with Liu Caiyun as a friend, but he didn't know that a secret love hurts people the most. He suffered so much from the pain of not being able to get closer and the ecstasy of being friends, sooner or later One day, if you don't succeed, you will sacrifice your life for benevolence.

Lin Yu's teeth were sore.

The young master of the rich family, Qing Dou Chukai, is about to become a poet, and Lin Yu is not good at hitting people too much.

"Let's go. Didn't you say that the goods at that store are not easy to buy, and you have to wait in line?" Lin Yu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, his jaw was broken. Zhang Jiarui stared at him and said, "Are you okay? Why is your face so ugly?"

"Is it ugly?" Lin Yu asked, touching his face with his hand.

Zhang Jiarui nodded: "Pale." Then he gesticulated on his lips and said: "There is no color at all, just the same color as the lips of the girl who came to PE class."

Lin Yu was speechless: "Can't you change the analogy?"

"Why don't you go today?" Zhang Jiarui was really worried looking at him now. Because he was familiar with Lin Yu, he often went to Lin's house in the past two years, and he heard that he was in poor health when he was a child. .

Now I'm afraid that something will happen to him.

Lin Yu shook his head: "It's just a little fever, and it will be fine when I go back to take some medicine at night."

"Okay." Zhang Jiarui thought for a while and finally compromised, "Then let's go back quickly."

Lin Yu doesn't like to ride a bike, and it takes half an hour a day to walk away from his home, but the restaurant he's going to today has to take a long detour.

The two decided to take a detour and go out from the street behind No. [-] Middle School.

Just turning the corner of the street, Lin Yu suddenly heard his brother Wen Zhouyao's name.

They were a few tall and burly boys. If you count carefully, there are six of them in total. They look like students, but the posture is also fault-finding.

At this moment, one of Yuancun was pulling a passing girl and asked, "Do you know who Wen Zhouyao is?"

The girl was probably frightened, she shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Yuancun throws people away.

A few other boys chimed in and said, "Didn't you say that this Wen Zhouyao is a famous person in the No. [-] Middle School? Why did you ask several people and they didn't know?"

"You're bragging!" Another person sneered, "I hate this kind of pretense the most!"

"If you find someone, you have to teach him a lesson."

Lin Yu stood at the corner of the street without moving, and looked at those people with frowning eyes.

Zhang Jiarui tugged at his arm and was a little flustered: "Is something wrong with your brother? You can't let these people enter the school to make trouble. What should we do now?"

"My brother must be in class right now, so ask first." Lin Yu said.

These people obviously only know his name and don't know his brother at all.

There are not many people in the alley at the foot, and these few people blatantly made a noise at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, obviously they came prepared.

When Lin Yu was about to grab another passing student in school uniform at Yuancun, he stepped forward and asked, "What do you want Wen Zhouyao to do?"

Several people turned their heads sideways, looked Lin Yu up and down, and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I know you." Lin Yu reported his family name, "I'm his younger brother."

"His brother?" Yuan Cun was startled at first, then sneered and said, "Didn't you say that Wen Zhouyao is an orphan? Are you a younger brother who came out of nowhere? You're lying!"

Lin Yu's face darkened when he heard the word "orphan".

Gritting his teeth: "Can you tell me again?"

Seeing that his posture was wrong, Zhang Jiarui quickly held Lin Yu back and said, "Calm down, calm down, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

"Yo, are you angry?" Seeing Lin Yu's expression, Yuancun laughed, and then changed his expression in the next second: "It's the same again, I'm not only saying it now, but I'm going to say it in front of him!"

"Exactly!" Another boy with him said, "Since you are his younger brother, call him out."

"I don't know what's going on with you guys." Lin Yu let the bags on his shoulders slide down and picked them up in his hands, and said coldly, "But just because you can't spit out ivory virtues in your mouths, don't do it today." Want to meet people."

"You kid, don't you?" Yuan Cun pointed at Lin Yu's nose and said.

Lin Yu didn't even blink.

The person next to Yuancun said: "Sure enough, both parents are dead. I didn't expect that there are still people rushing to recognize relatives, haha... ah!"

It was at this moment that the fire in Lin Yu's heart burned directly to the top of his head.

It has been nearly eight years since the uncle and aunt of the Wen family left. The young man Wen Zhouyao who stood at the door of the Lin family on a winter night had already grown up.He rarely took the initiative to mention his parents, but even Lin Yu never casually estimated the importance of that.

He never thought that one day, he would still hear such an unsightly thing.

This is really Lin Yu's taboo.

No matter how hard Zhang Jiarui pulled him, it didn't work.

The last ridicule of the boy who said that just stopped abruptly, and turned into a scream of pain that was caught off guard.

He fell backwards to the ground, with blood dripping from his fingers on the hand covering his forehead.

When they came up and saw Hong directly, the other group of people were stunned, staring at the bag in Lin Yu's hand for several seconds.

At the bottom of Lin Yu's bag, there is a semi-finished wooden Buddha statue, which he stuffed in casually to practice his hand feeling.

Lin Yu was holding a backpack strap in his hand, with a cold face, and said to the people on the ground: "Wash your mouth well, you'd better not utter a word like that just now in front of Wen Zhouyao, otherwise I don’t know if I’ll just hit your cerebellum next time.”

Yuancun was the first to react, fucked with an ugly face, and shouted: "Everyone, let's all fucking watch our own people get beaten!"

Zhang Jiarui couldn't help but see, the young master has nothing else but loyalty.And he has a weight advantage, so he rushed over with a yell and knocked over the boy who rushed towards Lin Yu first.

After that it was a melee.

Although the practice was interrupted when he was a child, Wen Zhouyao taught him some simple grappling, so that he would not be passively beaten.

The whole process was messy and full of chaotic violence. The high fever made Lin Yu's mind a little buzzing. All this was unexpected, but the clarity in front of him told him that he could only calm down when he encountered this. He probably can only be a ninja. The tortoise changed.

He wanted to stuff the heads of this group of people in the cesspit.

He beat someone, and when he was restrained by someone, he also received a lot of blows on his body.

The last time he was injured because of a hand was because Lin Shuo provoked a little hooligan, it was several years ago, but at that time he was still a milk bag, and he had almost no ability to fight back.He didn't expect that he would have a day to do it.

Just a thought at the moment, this group of guys who can't even speak human words will only dirty their ears in front of his brother.

Lin Yu hit someone.

Lin Yu really hit someone.

Lin Yu actually hit someone?

Those who have come into contact with him don't know that this young man is born with a warm and sunny nature. Although he is not very old, he has been in contact with people of all ages in the woodcarving industry on weekdays, and he can't find a fault in his dealings with others.

Those who have been fortunate enough to have seen his way of getting along with his family know that it is rare to grow up without being crooked when he is loved. Giving and giving are in the details and actions of daily life.

Not to mention school, girls are very popular, and their looks are already likable.

Be low-key and never argue with others.

It was such a person who fought with others outside the school, and even attracted the police from the area.

This matter is a bit big, and Lin Yu himself did not think of it.

It was a passing student who reported to the police. When the police arrived, a group of people had not ceased fighting, and they were arrested.

In the hall of the police station, policemen in their 40s passed over the faces of a group of drooping boys one by one, and finally stopped on the boy on the far side.

This look is not the same way. Although the cheekbones are bruised, the clothes on the body are dirty, and the hair is a bit messy, it still gives people a clean impression.

Good boy, the policeman thinks so.

"Let's talk about it." The policeman took a pen and pestered the notebook, "Why did you fight?"

"He did it first!" The tallest boy pointed at Lin Yu and said, "He opened our heads when he came up. We can't blame us for this."

"Is that true?" The policeman turned around and asked Lin Yu.

In the next second, the policeman frowned first, took two steps forward and asked, "Student, are you hurt somewhere?"

Lin Yu's throat was a little dry. After the action, the adrenaline dropped, causing him to sweat non-stop, but his breathing was hot.Hearing the policeman's question, he raised his eyes and moistened his throat before he said, "It's all right, it's just a cold."

When the words fell, the person followed suit.

The policeman's face changed and he wanted to reach out to help, and then suddenly found a gust of wind blowing by his side.

The person who rolled in was wearing a black T, jeans, and was carrying a blue and white school uniform jacket.It was a senior student about half a head taller than the captured boys, with a very prominent appearance and a very ugly complexion.When the police reacted, the person who had just shaken had already stabilized the person in front of his chest.

He didn't say anything, and first raised the face of the person on his chest to look at it for a while.

The policeman didn't know his identity, so he coughed twice, "That...student, please wait by the side first, don't interfere with our routine questioning."

"Who made it?" the visitor finally spoke.

The voice was hoarse after emotional suppression, and he looked at the boys next to him and asked again, "Who did it?"

The boys looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally Yuancun stood up with his neck straight, and said, "It seems that you are Wen Zhouyao, right? That's right, I did it by hand, what's wrong?"

No one reacted.

All I saw was that the coat in the visitor's hand grabbed Yuancun's neck in the air, pulled it forward, and with a "bang", directly pressed the person's head and slammed it on the dark wood desk with great force.