little love

In school, except for the first few days when Zhu Xiaowei was uncomfortable with Song Yi, he soon returned to normal. In his own words: Anyway, I can’t figure it out, so I simply don’t think about it, so as not to waste my brain cells.

Alas, what a natural rough nerve.

And since the last time he showed his skills on the basketball court, people in the class and even other classes came to ask Song Yi for advice on basketball skills. They were forced to take time out to instruct them every day, so, inadvertently, a skill became more and more A mature basketball team is slowly forming, thus creating the basketball myth of She County seven or eight years later. Of course, these are things that Song Yi can't think of now.

Today, on the basketball court, Zhu Xiaowei and Zhu Chen were still galloping on the basketball court. Song Yi just came over to talk about the essentials and then went back to the classroom. .

On the way back to the classroom after playing, Zhu Xiaowei was stuffed with a letter into his hand by a flushed female student.However, this time, instead of opening it as usual, he threw it directly into the trash can. He didn't know why he threw it away, but he didn't like it intuitively.

"Hey, Zhu Xiaowei, it's too cruel for you to ruin a girl's heart like this without even looking at it."

A certain classmate looked aggrieved.

"That's right, you usually read the content anyway, why did you just throw it away today. By the way, you have received so many love letters, and you have never replied to any of them. Hey, Zhu Xiaowei, what kind of love letter do you like?" girl."

Zhu Chen asked everyone's aspirations.

Like what?

Zhu Xiaowei also thought seriously for the first time.

In the classroom in the distance, Song Yi was sitting alone by the window, reading a book with his head down. The brilliance of the sunset sprinkled on his back, reflecting off his golden hair, making him look so quiet and indifferent.Thinking of the slender waist he accidentally hugged last time, Zhu Xiaowei smiled on his lips.

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei who was alone and laughing foolishly, everyone was stunned.

After school, Song Yi went to the post office with "The Story of the Fox Demon Cultivating Immortals" alone.Zhu Xiaowei finished reading it yesterday, and he plans to send it to the editor by registered mail today. Now, he already has a dedicated editor in charge, but... Looking at the big envelope with stamps in his hand, Song Yi felt emotional again—— --It's so inconvenient without webmail.

But thinking that if the manuscript is published in the future, he can get a large sum of money for the manuscript, so Song Yi doesn't feel that the big envelope in front of him is troublesome.

After leaving the post office, he walked back along the side of the road, thinking about the content of the next book, when suddenly, a white van stopped beside him, and two young men appeared, and without explanation, they grabbed Song Yi's arm , I dragged it to the car, quickly closed the door, and drove away.

Zhu Xiaowei was riding a bicycle to look for Song Yi along the road. He knew that Song Yi had come to the post office, and he was afraid of walking too far back, so he came here for a while. Unexpectedly, when he saw his shadow, he saw Song Yi being dragged into a car , looking menacing, it doesn't seem like a good thing at first glance.

Looking at the oncoming van, Zhu Xiaowei hastily shouted to an old man who was already stunned:

"Call 110 quickly." He quickly turned the car to catch up.

Fortunately, the road conditions in Shexian County were not very good, and the car couldn't drive fast. Zhu Xiaowei stared at his legs quickly, barely following from a distance.

"Who are you and where are you taking me?"

Song Yi looked at the two people who were looking at him, and then at the driver in front of him. Obviously, he had never seen him before, thinking quickly whether he had offended anyone recently.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, you'll know when you arrive."

One of the tall guys obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Song Yi kept silent, one against three, obviously no match, Song Yi didn't want to do unnecessary struggle, he might as well recharge his energy, find a chance to escape later, and secretly noted down the route of the car.

After a while, the car arrived at an abandoned factory in the suburbs. Song Yi was pulled out of the car and walked inside.

Looking around, Song Yi knew this place, and he and his classmates came here before to find scrap metal for sale.

No one saw, Zhu Xiaowei, who was out of breath behind, threw his bicycle, stooped all the way, and followed him in.

When he saw the leader inside, Song Yi suddenly understood, and secretly smiled bitterly: This person is really sure to take revenge.

That's right, the person inside was Huang Gao, and Song Yi knew the person following him on the basketball court.After losing the game last time, he always felt insulted and angry all the time. Coupled with the fact that some classmates in the third grade of junior high school pointed at him overtly and secretly, Huang Gao became even more mad. He blamed all his mistakes When it came to Song Yi, he thought that if it wasn't for him, others would not look down on him as much as they do now.So, taking advantage of his father's absence today, he called a group of good buddies who usually called brothers and sisters to help tie Song Yi here.Huang Gao was generous, and those brothers were also willing to do this "little favor".

"Why, do you still remember me? Weren't you very pushy that day, why don't you pull it now.

Huang Gao kicked as soon as he went up, and he had held back his breath for many days.

Zhu Xiaowei, who could see in the dark, almost rushed out, gritted his teeth, and held back.

"Asking so many people to support you, it turns out that your courage is also supported by others."

Song Yi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but still gave a cold snort of disdain.

After speaking, he was slapped immediately, and half of his face immediately swelled up.

"You only rely on your father and his money to show off your power at ordinary times. Otherwise, you can do nothing on your own, hmph...you can't do anything."

Huang Gao became angry from embarrassment. Normally, he hated people saying that he only relied on his own father.

"Hit him for me, beat him to death, just keep your breath."

Huang Gao has already disregarded the consequences.

The people next to them couldn't bear it any longer. Those who are out of society, what they hate the most are these fake and lofty scholars.

He was punched in the stomach, and Song Yi was hit on the ground. He just wanted to resist, but his hands were held down immediately. Immediately, he received countless punches on his body. Song Yi was so painful that he curled up on the ground, and gall water flowed out from the corner of his mouth. risk.

Zhu Xiaowei in the dark couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed an iron rod from the side and rushed towards this side, hitting the person who beat Song Yi just now.

Quen couldn't guard against being hit from the back, and before the man could turn around, he fainted on the ground.