Peripheral vision flooding

The old city used to be like this, and the light rain would never stop once it started, and it continued to rain for a long time, which was annoying for no reason.

After finishing the homework, Lin Ziqiu was leaning against the wall, listening to the sound of the rain and admiring the color of the rain.

The curtain of mist made of mist and rain covered a small piece of woods not far away, making the vision somewhat blurred.

The window was pulled open a little, and Lin Ziqiu put his hand on the slit, and after a while, he felt the wind and rain brushing against his palm, and he squeezed it lightly, but it was gone again.

A sudden loud noise pulled back his thoughts and sight.

"I'm sorry, my hand slipped." Song Yuanyi waved his hands and shrugged his shoulders, with disdain and contempt on his face, he said sorry, but his eyes were full of contempt.

The two stacks of books on Song Jiu's table were all knocked down by Song Yuanyi, and they fell all over the floor. Unfortunately, the water glass on the adjacent table was also knocked off. The water glass was broken and the water flowed all over the floor.

Song Jiu stood up with a smile, flicked the wet book with his foot, and replied softly: "It's okay, we are all classmates. But..." Before he finished speaking, he put Song Yuanyi's entire book on the table, including The table was completely overturned, and then he made an innocent face: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

The books in Song Yuanyi's desk pocket were all covered on the water, the black handwriting on the books was smeared, and Yixi could see that they were some insulting words.

Song Yuanyi stepped forward and grabbed his collar and said in a low voice, "Did you do it on purpose!"

Song Jiu pushed his hand away forcefully, took a step forward, and said lightly, "I fucking did it on purpose, so what can you do?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to straighten his wrinkled collar, and smiled kindly.

Song Yuanyi raised his hand and wanted to rush up to beat him, but Sze grabbed his wrist as soon as he lifted it halfway.

It's so strong that it hurts to look at it.

Si Ze pushed forward hard, and Song Yuanyi swayed back twice.

"More vs. less? Are you shameless?" Song Yuanyi sneered.

Some girls around replied: "Song Yuanyi, do you want to lose face? I think you have no face, right?"

"That's right, it's like [-] to [-] every day, ass? Show some face! Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you can't afford it!"

"Don't say that about him! People are shameless, we can't force it, can we?"

"Too."

"It makes sense."

……

Usually Song Yuanyi is in the class, and even in the grade, he is like a twenty-five-eight million person, the kind with his face turned upside down and his nostrils turned towards others.

Being conceited and arrogant without self-knowledge, there were some students who disliked her, and now they are even more dissatisfied.

Listening to the discussions around, Song Yuanyi's face turned pale, then turned red again, two drops of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, as if extremely angry.

Si Ze followed Song Jiu's example and whispered "Get out" to him.

Now Song Yuanyi couldn't hold back his face, his face was pale and pale, he dared not speak out, he knew he couldn't beat Sze, so he didn't dare to take action easily.

"What did you say?" he asked suspiciously.

Si Ze still smiled back at him: "I said, you can fuck off. What's the matter? Can't you understand people's words?"

"You fucking have the nerve to say it again!" Song Yuanyi stepped forward again, as if wanting to fight, with the urge to die at worst.

Si Ze stopped talking. He kicked the book lying at his feet to the side, and walked slowly towards Song Yuanyi, saying as he walked, "Oh? I never knew you liked being scolded by others. Since If you like it, then I don’t mind scolding a few words. In fact, after all, it’s very pitiful to have a dog that barks without a mother. The teacher taught us to love small animals, don’t you agree?”

His voice was a little slow, and when the last sound fell, Song Yuanyi's fist had already come up to meet him. He turned his head and dodged it, grabbed it, and then pulled it to the left with his backhand. Song Yuanyi couldn't dodge it. Pounce on the wet book.

When he looked up, he could clearly see that the soaked ink was printed on his face, and he seemed to be a national protected animal, the ugliest kind.

They have also seen Si Ze fight. After all, he is also a school bully, but since he was a sophomore in high school, this is the first fight, but it will definitely not be the last.

"Pervert! Pervert hit someone! Beat someone! Pervert hit... um, murder! Help..." Song Yuanyi saw that he had no power to fight back, so he wanted to ask for help.

But no one came to help him.

Seeming to be speechless by his "pervert", Song Jiuyu replied flatly, "If we are perverts, then you can't even beat perverts, wouldn't you be worse than perverts?"

……

Lin Ziqiu looked at it for a while and didn't see Song Yuanyi's gang of younger brothers. He lowered his head and smiled and didn't take it seriously. !

But when he just turned his head, he saw the group of younger brothers leading the dean over——Wang's voice was loud...

"What are you doing? Gathering people to fight against Europe? Huh?" Wang Da's voice is worthy of Wang Da's voice, this voice is full of vigor!

Seizing the opportunity, Song Yuanyi hurriedly wanted to call for help, but unexpectedly, Size punched his stomach, making him speechless in pain.

"Hey! It's just you! What are you doing? You keep beating, what are you beating? You're so courageous!" Wang Dasheng stepped forward to push away Si Ze's beating hand, "Stop beating, what's going on? , let’s talk about it.”

Song Yuanyi's younger brothers wanted to sue the wicked first, so they hurriedly said: "The director is like this. When Song Yuanyi was walking between the tables, he accidentally knocked over Song Jiu's book, but the kind Song Yuanyi apologized. But Song Jiu is relentless..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by strong public outrage.

"You put p...not...you're talking nonsense! You're a real bullshit for turning black and white! I should give your mouth a gold medal for the "Best Storytelling Award", or I'll be sorry for your eloquent mouth!"

"That's right, Director, don't listen to their nonsense, they are just spreading rumors and distorting the facts!"

"Yes, Song Yuanyi is still kind, vomit—I vomit, if he knows how to be kind, a sow can go to outer space!"

……

The voices of discussion from all directions gradually overshadowed the complaints of the younger brothers.

It took a while for Director Wang to interrupt everyone.

"Okay, don't talk about it! When this is a vegetable market, chattering, one by one. I almost understand it. Song Yuanyi was provocative first, and he was ready to attack, and Sze was just defending, so he had to beat someone? "

"Yes! That's right!"

His little brothers were not happy again.

"Director Wang!"

"Shut up! Don't I know who he is? Besides, you will be punished together!"

……

"Well, I almost figured it out. The one who beat someone, Si Ze, wrote a [-]-word review and read it when the flag is raised next week. Song Jiu should also write a copy. And Song Yuanyi, after going to the infirmary, I will go For your home visit, write a [-]-word self-criticism."

Wang Da cleared his throat and said again, "It's okay to leave, remember that fighting is wrong! Not everything can be solved with fists, sometimes, the result of fists is the worst one. kind."

Everyone nodded and dispersed.

Some girls came to help Song Jiu pack up the books. He took a look and saw that they were the girls who had just helped them talk.

"Thank you." He thanked softly, and Si Ze followed suit.

The girls quickly waved their hands: "No, no, no thanks! As long as you two are doing well! Let me tell you quietly, the girls in our class are very supportive of you!"

Song Jiu smiled and thanked again.

"I said no thanks--"

The feeling of being supported is actually...not bad.

He turned his head to look at Si Ze, and noticed his gaze. Si Ze looked back, he smiled at Si Ze, and the latter also smiled back, which lasted for a long time.

----

"What are you doing? Damn! Why did I just have to be called by Lao Qi to write a question?! I missed the scene where Song Mouyi was beaten! Damn, what a shame!" The ice cream was eaten.

Lin Ziqiu threw the lid of the ice cream into the trash can: "Oh, it's not waiting for you, but it seems that someone has recorded a video, you can go to the forum to look it up, maybe there is."

As soon as Zhao Baixian finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and started searching: "It makes sense! I'll look for it."

Si Ze smiled: "Hurry up and eat, there are two sets of test papers to be done later."

Zhao Baixian paused for a moment with his fingers swiping the screen, and sighed helplessly: "We are only in the second year of high school, so we are so tight, and we are in the third year of high school, so it's okay? Can we save our lives?"

Fu Yan took the lead to answer him after eating: "You can choose to drop out of school directly, so as to save another year and a half of suffering."

Zhao Baixian hurriedly waved his hands: "That's fine, drop out of school? My dad will fuck me to death! Forget it."

Hao Chuan said slowly: "Take your time, don't worry, we are only 17 years old, we are really young, the good time should not be wasted, study, study, remember, you love learning, you like learning, you You can't do it without learning!"

Lin Ziqiu finished eating second, followed by Jiang Zihan.

The weather is no longer as hot as before, and it is getting cooler gradually.

The mosquitoes in the dormitory are also much less, and the pot of grass is still alive.

Everything is going in a good direction.

Lin Ziqiu asked Lao Qi if the school would deal with Song Jiu and the others.

Lao Qi promised "no".

This is the first place Lin Ziqiu admired in Luoshui No. [-] Middle School——enlightenment.

They don't have to worry about Song Jiu and Sze being fired or anything, they are still them, as always, never changed.

Lin Ziqiu accidentally revisited the forum, and found that the previous post had been deleted, and the first one that appeared now was posted by Song Jiu.

"Hmm... I'm Song Jiu.

Presumably everyone is familiar with it. If you know me, you already know it.I don't know about mine, but after these two days, I probably know about it.

So let me tell you about that post.Two days ago, there was a post saying that Si Ze and I were a couple, but I don’t know why it was deleted. Now I’m here, let me just say a few words.

We are a couple, the kind who hold hands and kiss and watch movies, just like you boys and girls.

Don't be in a hurry to scold!But if you really want to scold, then you can scold, I can't hear it anyway.

When most people think of homosexuality, the first thing that comes to mind is disease, and the second is that this person has brain problems, mental and psychological problems, so he should go to the hospital.

As one of our class put it - perverted.

This word is always used to describe people like us.

But everyone has their own preferences, so why do you force others to like your things?What you think is bad happens to be what I like, is it wrong to like it?

Do people's definition of love and liking be limited to men and women?

People often say, what the heart wants.

Since it is the direction of the heart, how can there be a certain direction?

If you can't understand others, at least you have to learn to respect them.

No one's choice is necessarily right, and ignorance should not be regarded as one's own principle, nor can liking be restricted.

Not all people are tolerant, please don’t hurt if you don’t accept it, if you really can’t help but scold, it’s okay, let me tell you in advance, you know I have a bad temper, I will scold back and scold you sick Come on, don't blame me.

Ok……

That's about it. "

The reply is much better than the last post, at least there are a lot less scolding.

Most of the people are silent and do not express their opinions, and a small number of people are divided into two groups, one group supports and defends them, and the other group resolutely resists and opposes them.

People are not dead, everyone has their own thoughts and opinions, we should not impose our opinions on others, nor can we just think that our opinions are right.

Nothing is necessarily right, but if something is more widely circulated and accepted by the public, then you think they are right.

But there is a saying that the truth is often in the hands of a few.

It's not that the things that are widely circulated are wrong, but I just want to say that there is nothing that must be right or wrong.For us, the things we like are right. If they exist, they have the value of their existence.

Our likes don't need other people's evaluation.