Immersive play dumb beauty

Jiang Sui regretted for a long time that this long-awaited fight did not come to fruition.

You know, Chengbei No. [-] Middle School has always maintained a closed management system for students. Except for the lax control of several schools during the make-up classes during the winter and summer vacations, everyone skipped classes and made appointments to fight and get air. At other times, even a fly could not fly out. .

He was squeezed by his studies, and in that lacking and boring life, only when he was fighting could he barely awaken a little youthful blood and vitality.

So when Zhao Ziwu told him about a fight at the end of July, he woke up almost instantly.

"Where? What time? How many people?"

Zhao Ziwu thought about it for a while: "Five fights three. If you finish the fight in the afternoon, you can catch up with dinner at six o'clock."

Doesn't sound like much of a challenge.

He lacked interest and yawned: "Forget it, let the king go."

The king is a tall man who looks simple and honest, with well-developed limbs and brute force, but he is a muscle, and he admits death.

Zhao Ziwu was unhurried: "The five are all big men at least 1.8 meters in length."

Jiang Sui's eyes lit up.

It sounds exciting.

He buttoned his hat, and his long clothes and trousers covered his whole body tightly. Under the brim of his hat, his eyes were full of ambition, which were extraordinarily bright.

Without hesitation, he said, "I'll go."

Chengbei has only lost to Chengnan in this fight, and only the people from Chengnan can come up with some unexpected tricks to restrain them. The other schools look fierce, and they are just small fish and shrimps in fights. Years are ignored.

I don't know what the origin of "Brother Cheng" in the south of the city is, he has been hiding behind his back, pressing down on them like a child, insidious and cunning.

The most egregious time was when several of his brothers picked up the dragon and tricked Jiang Sui to run around the city for a whole day. After being exhausted, he unhurriedly sent a child over to bring him water. I was so angry that I didn't sleep well for three days.

Of course, after all these years, Jiang Sui has only suffered from "Brother Cheng", and it is more than enough to deal with other people.

He fights with a wild way that he has practiced in the streets and alleys. His moves are fancy, and he only attacks but not defends. It is a desperate but very cool style of fighting.

The five on the opposite side were obviously untrained Ye Luzi. They were tall and strong, with enough strength, but their coordination was not up to date, and their cooperation was not considered a tacit understanding.

Coincidentally, one of the fighting styles in Chengbei No. 10 Middle School is particularly tacit. Their cooperation has been developed together since elementary school. In less than a minute, the five of them basically lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

The five people he glanced at took time to answer the phone.

"elder brother."

Jiang Mian's soft and joyful voice came from the microphone.

Jiang Mian is his cousin, who is only in the fifth grade this year, and she is very clingy and coquettish.

Jiang Sui has been staying at his aunt's house all these years, and although his relationship with his aunt's parents is on the same level, his relationship with Jiang Mian, his younger sister, is unexpectedly good.

He bent his eyes and was about to respond when he caught a glimpse of a black shadow out of the corner of his eye.

With almost no time to think, he subconsciously raised his hand to block it, then instinctively followed the wooden stick to clamp the attacker's elbow, and kicked back and forth.

At the same time, the king also reacted, and grabbed the man by the collar and yanked violently.

The wooden stick was snatched by Jiang Sui, and he randomly circled beautiful sword flowers in the air. The sunglasses covering his eyes were thrown on the ground because of too much movement, revealing a pair of upturned smiling eyes.

"Sneak attack on me?"

A smile flickered across his eyebrows, and he put the wooden stick on his shoulders. He bent down and smiled at the man who was hissing and gasping for air on the ground, and said softly, "Play a game. If you stand up within three seconds, I'll let you run in five seconds, if you can't stand up—"

The wooden stick was in the young man's hands, as if endowed with spirituality, the force was transmitted along the wooden stick, lifting the man's chin.

Jiang Sui said lightly, "You can figure it out yourself."

The man stared into Jiang Sui's eyes blankly, fascinated by the instant smile, he didn't even have the instinct to escape.

"three."

"two."

"one--"

Jiang Sui did what he said, and raised the stick without blinking. When it cut through the air, the force made a swishing arc.

The man closed his eyes tightly in fear, felt the strong wind blowing against his face, and stopped suddenly.

Jiang Sui chuckled into his eardrums.

He opened his eyes and found that in front of him, the legendary Raksha lightly patted his face twice with a wooden stick.

"Have the guts to be beaten, but don't have the guts to run?"

The stick was discarded casually, and before it hit the ground, it was firmly held by a person.

Jiang Sui followed those hands all the way up, staring blankly.

Lu Cheng was carrying his schoolbag, and his white shirt was buttoned all the way to his neckline. He still had the same indifferent eyes, standing in the alley but clean, like an inch of moonlight at night.

Jiang Sui asked: "You want to stand up for him?"

Lu Cheng glanced at the people in the ground, his tone was very light, and he couldn't tell whether it was a joke or a serious one: "He told me not to leave after school, and wait for him here at 05:30."

But obviously, now this person probably has no strength to fight at all.

Jiang Sui was amused: "You came because he asked you out?"

The other party is indeed a nerd, and it is so obvious that he is going to trouble him, but he can't see it.

Lu Cheng hummed and frowned, feeling restless after being let go.

I made an appointment to fight at 05:30, but it was robbed by other people, which is not good.

Jiang Sui said: "If I ask you out again next time, don't come out."

Lu Cheng subconsciously: "Why?"

"He robbed the money of seven or eight students before, and told you not to leave. He probably has an idea on you."

Jiang Sui put on his sunglasses, waved his hand and was about to leave.

Before leaving, Lu Cheng glanced at him and paused for a few seconds: "What's your name?"

Jiang Sui snorted and repeated the original words: "I'll tell you next time we meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Several people stopped until they walked outside the alley.

Only then did Zhao Ziwu come over, frowning to help Jiang Sui roll up his sleeves to look at the wound.

The wooden stick was not flattened, and the sharp cut tore through the school uniform, and blood had already begun to ooze from the broken skin.

Jiang Sui was originally white, but now the dripping blood was mixed with the other party's blood from the fight just now. At first glance, it looked purple and red, which was very serious.

However, Jiang Sui didn't seem to feel any pain, and was still chatting with Jiang Mian in a normal tone.

Zhao Ziwu sighed, pointed at the wound, and the king quickly went to buy medicine.

Jiang Sui is amazing.

Looking at a crying bag, in fact, he has been the strongest of them since childhood.

After being a friend for so many years, no matter how serious the injury is, everyone has never seen him cry, and never heard him cry out that it hurts.

Just like what their Chinese teacher said, don't look at Jiang Sui's easy-talking appearance, in fact he is the most stubborn of them all. His attitude is not tough, but he is the most difficult soft nail to remove.

The king used to sigh with emotion that Jiang Sui was too strong, and he must have endured a lot of hardships and shed a lot of tears behind his back.

When Jiang Sui heard this, he put the test paper in his hand into a tube and knocked him on the head: "You are the only one who is crying silently, can I, Iron Man, not feel the pain?"

The king was bluffed by him, thinking that his body was really different from ordinary people, and nervously promised that he would not tell other people this secret.

But this time, although the injury looked bluffing, it wasn't serious. It was a big blood stain on the sleeve of the school uniform, which was quite scary, and it probably took a long time to wash it when I got home.

The king squatted on the side like a big dog, scratching his head: "I was distracted just now, I didn't keep an eye on someone, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he reported again as if to remedy: "It seems that there are people fighting next door, holding sticks, and I heard someone called "Brother Cheng". "

"Where is such a coincidence?"

Zhao Ziwu smiled: "Usually there is no one in this alley for a week, but now the bosses on both sides came to make an appointment at the same time?"

Jiang Sui felt the same, and changed the subject: "Just stop the bleeding, I have to go to the Children's Palace to get Jiang Mian's schoolbag later."

Zhao Ziwu glanced at the time: "It should be in time... Your sister is still learning to draw?"

"Ah."

Thinking of the oil painting that Jiang Mian gave him before, Jiang Sui felt a little warmth in his heart: "Dance on the piano during the summer vacation, and paint in the studio at night."

Zhao Ziwu bandaged it casually, remembered something, and reminded: "Two days ago, I heard my mother say that there are men sneaking around on the road outside the community, and they follow lone girls and little girls. You recently asked your sister to pay attention to it." point."

Jiang Sui lowered his head and replied to the message, and smiled when he heard the words: "Isn't that road monitored? So blatant?"

"The monitoring has long been broken."

Jiang Sui nodded casually, not taking it to heart.

Several people left from the alley.

After less than 5 minutes of silence, Lu Cheng came out from the other side with a stick.

Gu Yu followed behind: "Brother Cheng, stop fighting?"

"I was robbed, I can't fight, I'm going to class."

Lu Cheng bit the candy in his mouth with a click, and pulled the zipper of the school uniform all the way to the top with downcast eyes. With an impatient stinky face spread out, he smoothed every wrinkle neatly: "One-on-one drum class, we If you say it's up, you have to give the teacher an explanation."

After finishing the words, he picked up the drum stick beside him for beating the drum set, took out a wet towel and carefully wiped off the dust on it, and carried his schoolbag, looking like a good student.

While walking, he took out his mobile phone and swiped it twice, and said humanely behind him: "Let's go."

"Fuck, who is it? Brother Cheng, have you seen your face clearly?"

Lu Cheng thought for a few seconds: "There are two eyes."

Gu Yu: "..."

Lu Cheng: "You're pretty good at it. Help me find it. I'll make an appointment next time."

Gu Yu's eyes straightened.

If he hadn't known Cheng Lu well enough to know that Lu was slow to admit and couldn't remember his face, he would have been deliberately messing with Cheng Lu for him.

Gu Yu let out a cry, and before he had time to speak, he heard the loud announcement from his mobile phone in his pocket: Alipay received [-] yuan.

Gu Yu: "Brother, what are you doing? Kill people to silence you?"

Lu Chengyan said concisely: "Eat."

Gu Yu whistled briskly, although the distance was far, gratitude must be in place.

So in the Yangchang alley tens of meters away, everyone could hear him shouting like mourning: "Brother, you have a good journey!!"

Lu Cheng's indifferent back staggered when he was called, afraid of embarrassment, he left without looking back.

Satisfied, Gu Yu turned around and greeted the others.

"Okay then, let's go, Brother Cheng will pay you to eat."

The author says:

Easter eggs:

Jiang Sui reacted late when he was a child.

In the kindergarten, the teacher pretended to play a feather duster on the palm of his hand, and all the children lined up in a row and beat them one by one.In fact, it was useless, but the posture was amazing.

With a "pop", Zhao Ziwu's eyes turned red.

With a "snap", Dawang sucked his nose and sucked, tears rolled in his eyes.

With a "pop", the old seven burst into tears, and together with King Zhao Ziwu, who was pretending to be strong just now, shed tears for free, with a clear voice, and everyone knew that he was teaching the children here.

Another "snap".

This time it was Jiang Sui's turn, he blinked twice, then blinked again, with a pair of jet-black eyes.

The teacher was stunned for a moment, thinking that his memory was confused, so he used his own hand to cushion it, and there was a "pop".

Xiao Jiangsui obediently stretched out his little hands and looked at the teacher eagerly.

Zhao Ziwu's eyes changed when he saw him, and he felt that he was really a great hero who would not succumb to "evil forces".

No one knew that after class that day, Xiao Jiangsui was still staring at the palm of his hand in a daze, wiping the palm of his hand, and then wiping the palm of his hand again.

Finally, I felt a little pain after knowing it.

He curled his lips and cried loudly against the corner of the wall.