Confessions of a retired star

Fang Ting recalled that summer, he was not blindly waiting.

From August [-]rd to the start of school in September, in order to punish Fang Shuyun, Xu Xian sent him to his uncle. His uncle's home is also in Lanyao City, but the conditions are worse. First, let Fang Shuyun suffer, and second, send Fang Shuyun Separate from Fang Tingchen, lest he help his younger brother make trouble again.

As for the pocket money saved by Fang Shuyun, including the returned ticket money, Fang Liwen used it on his own initiative to report to his grandparents for a group trip. The two of them will not be refunded for the month-long sunset cruise. , the two elders just left home in a daze.

Fang Shuyun left, grandma and grandpa left, and when Fang Tingchen got over the anger of being beaten and remembered to ask who Li Lishu with the red mole was, no one could answer him.

He also asked Fang Liwen, and even Xu Xian, and he got only one answer, stop fantasizing, it will be the first year of junior high school soon, study as soon as possible if you don't want to be scolded.

The summer vacation has passed in this boring and hopeless tone.

The appearance of the boy did not dispel Fang Tingchen's idea of ​​fleeing. In autumn, he was sent to live in school. In another new environment, the obsession with waiting for the boy to come again gradually faded, and new incidents followed one after another.

In the first three months of the first semester, Fang Tingchen was late and absent from class for a total of 20 days, got into fights five times, sent a senior bully to the hospital three times, invited parents seven times, and paid tens of thousands of yuan.

"You bastard! How can you be obedient! Do you have to piss me off to be satisfied!"

After being criticized for inviting parents again, Fang Liwen stood in the school corridor and scolded Fang Tingchen.

"I'll be obedient when my mother comes back to life." Fang Tingchen lazily stuffed his trouser pockets, not caring about the eyes coming and going, "Or let me go back to Gordon Hill, I've said it many times."

Fang Liwen was so furious that he copied his briefcase and was about to hit Fang Tingchen, but after only three months, Fang Liwen couldn't hit his nimble son, and he couldn't catch him even if he stretched out his hand, and he broke free , I staggered a few times and almost fell.

For the first time, Fang Liwen felt that Fang Tingchen was growing up rapidly, and he couldn't control him anymore.

Against Xu Xian's objections and the worries of his grandparents, in November, Fang Tingchen took the opportunity to return to Gordon Hill alone. Before leaving, Liwen did not come to see him off. Fang Shuyun explained that his father was busy preparing for the completion of the project Can't get out.

Fang Tingchen smiled: He has always been busy.

Then he walked into the security checkpoint without looking back.

The trouble didn't disappear just because Fang Tingchen returned to Gordon Hill, it wasn't him who caused the trouble here, but the trouble caused him.

It was already December that Xuefu's former friend helped Fang Tingchen complete the admission procedures.He was studying in an ordinary boarding school, and his classmates had been getting along for several months. As a transfer student, Fang Tingchen had an Asian face. At first, he couldn't even find a partner to complete the group assignment.

The situation improved after Christmas. The students would take the initiative to talk to Fang Tingchen and say hello. Fang Tingchen went to and from class in a regular manner every day, and he didn't participate in the troublesome activities of the boys in the dormitory, so he basically didn't have any sense of presence.

But adolescent children will always turn their endless energy into a provocative spearhead, targeting those quiet or seemingly out-of-group peers in the group.

After the spring break in March, Fang Tingchen was picked on three times by a gangster in the eighth grade in one month. The reason was that he did not participate in the joint tire tying activity in the dormitory building, and the teacher who got the tire punctured confiscated it just because he was in class. The folding saber that the gangster took to school got punctured seven or eight times in a row.

Fang Tingchen felt that they were mentally handicapped and never participated. A group of people headed by gangsters regarded him as a target and often tripped him up.

They broke into the classroom to scold him during recess, sneaked into the dormitory and poured soda on his bed, or pretended to pass the ball in the corridor and hit him with a basketball, but Fang Tingchen ignored them.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but if something went wrong abroad, he would definitely be arrested, leave the place where his mother lived and was buried, and be locked up on the other side of the ocean thousands of miles away. This was more uncomfortable than letting him suffer from bullying.

The gangsters in the school saw that Fang Tingchen didn't resist, and he had no family to rely on. At first, it was just a small fight, but slowly, the bullying behavior intensified.

Fang Tingchen began to drop things, first stationery and textbooks, then cash and digital products. Once he returned to the locker room before the end of physical education get out of class, he saw a boy put his hand into his locker and swaggered away. He didn't care about the watch.

He told himself that as long as he endured for two years, he could apply for a good high school to get rid of these stupid classmates and stay in Gordon Hill for a long time.

However, things often don't go as expected. One week before the upcoming summer vacation, Fang Tingchen beat someone.

It was a sultry evening, and Fang Tingchen read in the classroom for a while as usual before heading back to the dormitory.

He took out his schoolbag from the cabinet, and habitually touched the Galaxy Cube in the inner pocket, only to find that it was gone.

Fang Tingchen broke out in a sweat. The eighth-grade gangster outside the window was whistling at the girl. Fang Tingchen straightened up, and the other party gave him a middle finger from below. At that moment, Fang Tingchen heard his own voice clearly. The line of reason is broken.

This guy must have done it!

Fang Tingchen took a deep breath, picked up his schoolbag and went downstairs quickly, blocking the gangsters wandering downstairs in the teaching building.

"I have a few words to say to you, follow me to a place where no one is around."

The gangster ignored Fang Tingchen at all, spat chewing gum in his face, followed him swaggeringly, called him an "asshole", and kicked him from time to time.

At the back of the unmonitored gymnasium, before the gangster could react, Fang Tingchen's fist hit him.

The first punch swollen the eyes, the second punch loosened the front teeth, the third punch crooked the bridge of the nose, and the fourth punch, the gangster was already kneeling with his face in his arms and begging for mercy.

"Tell me! Who stole the things in the inner pocket of my schoolbag?"

Fang Tingchen pulled the gangster up with one hand. The gangster hissed and said he didn't know. He was punched firmly in the stomach, and he fell silent, shrinking his back and vomiting acid water.

"There is no surveillance here, and no one will come. If I beat you to death, do you think I will go to jail?"

Fang Tingchen grabbed the bastard's hair, forcing him to look at him, his menacing low smile made the bastard's hair stand on end, and his crotch became hot and he urinated.

"I really don't know... woo... I really don't know..."

Fang Tingchen originally only wanted to scare him, but he didn't expect this strong-armed guy to lose control of himself. He kicked him on the ground, and left the open space behind the gymnasium with his schoolbag intact.

There was more than one person who stole from him, and Fang Tingchen had more than one target. Since he dared to touch his most cherished Galaxy Cube, then this group of people must be prepared to be beaten to death by him.

Fang Tingchen returned to the dormitory with a sense of relief that he could no longer bear it. He kicked over a ninth grade student who was leaning against the door smoking and trying to flick ash on Fang Tingchen. He was also one of the masterminds who bullied Fang Tingchen. one.

The boys in the corridor were all dumbfounded. Several members of the bullying gang rushed towards Fang Tingchen with baseball bats in their hands. He fell to his knees and couldn't get up for a long time.

While hesitating, Fang Tingchen's quick movements knocked out the other few people one by one. In less than five seconds, some of them hugged their heads, fell to the ground, and ran like rats. When the administrator hurried up the stairs, Fang Tingchen had already thrown away the baseball bat, shook his hand, closed the door and entered the dormitory.

"Huh... It's been a long time since I've been active."

Fang Tingchen only took a small breath, and his heartbeat quickly returned to calm. When he sat back on the bed, thinking about who would steal the Galaxy Cube, his fingers touched the cool bump on the head of the bed.

The Galaxy Cube, right next to his pillow.

Fang Tingchen quickly picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was beautiful and intact. Fang Tingchen held it in both hands and pressed it tightly to his chest.

After a while, Fang Tingchen remembered that he slept with it during his lunch break and forgot to put it in his schoolbag for class in the afternoon.

The wailing of the boys came from outside the door, mixed with a few guilty curses from time to time, Fang Tingchen lay down on the bed:

"Who told you to touch me, you deserve it."

In the next few days, Fang Tingchen was ready to be found fault and asked for medical expenses, but no one came to trouble him until the summer vacation, and those gangsters he beat up were like dead farts walk around him.

Fang Tingchen quickly understood that this was an ordinary public school, and there were mixed children from low-class families. Many parents were too busy to take care of themselves and had no energy to discipline their children. Take the road of crime.

But this school is the only school in Gordon Hill City that accepts international transfer students. There are good private schools in Lin City. At the beginning, Xu Xian helped Fang Tingchen to contact him, but he refused to go by himself and insisted on staying in Gordon Hill .

This is Fang Tingchen's own choice, and he will be responsible for himself.

Fang Tingchen spent a pleasant summer vacation alone at Gordon Hill's home. During this period, Fang Shuyun called several times across the ocean, offering to buy him a plane ticket and let him go back to China, but Fang Tingchen flatly refused.

He heard from Fang Shuyun that Fang Liwen became the dean of the college in less than a year, and his parents were out for entertainment throughout the summer vacation, so they would not restrain you at home.

"No wonder he didn't call me even after I went abroad. It seems that he is really busy."

Fang Tingchen responded with a few words, and hung up the phone only to remember that he forgot an important thing.

But he didn't want to call back. Fang Shuyun was always talking nonstop. Whenever he mentioned Fang Liwen, Fang Tingchen felt awkward.

The peaceful solitary time passed quickly, and when school started in September, the first thing that greeted Fang Tingchen was not the eighth grade class, but a beating that gathered dozens of people.