Airborne Learning God

The three police cars did not go together, because the car carrying Zheng Aiqing also went to "pick up" Dahuang Maoer, so when She Jian and the others entered the police station, the troublemakers Already obediently squatting against the wall.

Not counting big yellow hair, there are eight accomplices. These people happen to be squatting on the wall of the police station under the eight blue protruding characters of "Strict Law Enforcement, Warm Service". There is actually an inexplicable harmony.

"Drink water?" A policewoman came over with two glasses of water, and asked Zheng Aiqing and She Jian in a gentle voice, and then she waved to Da Huang Maoer and He Beiwu, "You two come with me."

"Thank you, sister." Zheng Aiqing took the glasses, thanked them politely, and handed one of them to She Jian.

On the other side, Dahuang Maoer was very vigilant, and asked the policewoman what she wanted, "What are you doing, breaking them down one by one?"

Policewoman: "..." It hurts so bad you deserve it :).

"Stupid." She Jian muttered in a low voice. He took a rough look around and found that the faces of the people squatting by the wall were covered with paint, and their clothes were scattered with dirty footprints. He was originally gloomy. The mood has improved, and it seems that my children have not suffered too much.

Seeing Zheng Aiqing coming in, the group of young people squatting against the wall were not ordered to squat down like they were, and they even had hot water to drink. They felt very uncomfortable, thinking that they were treated differently, so Several young men howled all at once.

One of the rare "elegant and quiet" gangsters raised his hand to speak, "Why doesn't he have to squat with his head in his arms, and there is still hot water to drink?" He pointed at Zheng Aiqing.

She Jian followed the voice and turned her gaze away... What she saw was a flamboyant yellow hair.

Oh, I'm still an acquaintance!

She Jian raised her eyebrows, isn't this the one whose school uniform sleeve was "locked" by his children before?

Zheng Aiqing found an empty seat and sat down. He took a sip of hot water from the glass and sighed comfortably, ignoring the clamor and provocation of the little yellow hair.

One of his principles of life is not to spend too much time talking with idiots.

Just because Zheng Aiqing didn't care about it didn't mean that She Jian couldn't care about it either.

Following Zheng Aiqing's example, She Jian also took a sip of water slowly, but in the next second, she rushed towards that little yellow hair...

There was a [pop] sound, especially crisp.

There were no other citizens in the police station doing business at the moment, and the policemen in the hall were doing nothing, so they were all attracted by the noise.

She Jian slapped the back of little Huang Maoer's hand hard, but he still pinched the little Huang Maoer and pointed at Zheng Aiqing's index finger, "Why the hell don't you know how to count to 13?"

A few young people from the society next to them wanted to stand up to support the little Huangmaoer, but due to their cowardly nature, their half-standing posture made their aura even worse.

"My tablemate is a victim, even if the victim is lying down, you can't control it, you bastard! Bah!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it's about to break, it's about to break!" Little Huang Maoer half-supported his body, "Where is the police, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! There is no kingly law!"

Zheng Aiqing hurried over, but she didn't try to stop her, she just held a glass to persuade She Jian, "Don't get angry with idiots, come, drink some water to suppress the fire."

Looking at She Jian, who never forgot to break his fingers while drinking water, Zheng Aiqing was quite moved. She Jian is too righteous. This little brother is not in vain. He is the most touched among the top ten tablemates in China!

Zheng Aiqing, who had always stood up for others, was the first to be called out by others, but she didn't show it on the surface, but her heart was fluctuating a lot. She just dragged She Jian on the spot, let the police testify, and made a bloody alliance.

The two police uncles who had gone to pick up Dahuang Maoer parked the car and came back when they saw this situation and rushed over to stop them, "What are you doing, let go! If you have something to say, don't do it! "

"Oh." She Jian responded, and in the next second, she snapped the little Huang Maoer's fingers for the last time. Then she took two steps back completely, let go, and finally spat at the little Huang Maoer, "If you have something to say, please do it." Say it?"

"Okay, let me tell." She Jian raised her hand and grabbed the little yellow-haired pot lid, "Listen to me, you little yellow-haired bastard!"

"I am an obedient and good boy at the same table. He is the first in the grade in the exam every time, but today he was bullied by you for no reason!"

"You are a bunch of dregs of society, disgusting stubborn cancer!"

"Look at my tablemate being frightened by you, this little face is as white as paper, with no blood at all!"

The female police officer present: "..." Reasonable, it's called Leng Baipi, the most popular color!

Zheng Aiqing, who was forced to look pale due to congenital heart disease: "..."

"It's not enough to fall by yourself, you have to bring others along?"

"Do you know who my deskmate is? The man of the Seventh Middle School, I don't know how many tall buildings have been built for him on the post bar!"

Zheng Aiqing frowned, how could she get involved with the Post Bar again.

"My deskmate is going to participate in CPhO!"

"Do you know what CPhO is? It's an abbreviation in English. The full name in Chinese is [China Physics Olympiad]! He is the one who can win the first place in the final, and he will be selected into the training team to represent the country in the International Physics Olympiad." , the one who competes for No.1!"

Feeling the amazed eyes of the policemen as if looking at a national treasure panda, Zheng Aiqing felt uncomfortable all over. He sipped his saliva again, hesitated for a second, and tugged at She Jian's sleeve.

"Kids, don't stop me, I'm talking to them carefully!" She Jian emphasized the word "good", and continued to talk, "But you, today, not long ago, at the station, in front of a large crowd, unexpectedly For the pillars of the country and the hope of the society, let's do it!"

"I'm so embarrassed! I'll tell you grandsons, I'll take my deskmate to the hospital for a full-body checkup in a while. Really, if something happens to my classmate, I promise to let you..."

The more you heard it, the more shameful it became. One of the policemen coughed, and She Jian, who was eloquent, paused, "Oh, even if you have been reincarnated eighteen times, it won't work!"

"Hindering the country from becoming the number one in the world, you have committed a serious crime, let me tell you!"

Zheng Aiqing: "..."

He never knew that he was so capable and could help the motherland become No.1...

He Beiwu, who managed to stop the nosebleed, leaned against the door frame and listened to She Jian's "blowing at the same table" with a blank expression.

"Okay, okay, come here and take notes." The two police uncles waved to everyone, and then walked towards the yard.

He Beiwu took the lead to follow, and She Jian also walked beside Zheng Aiqing with a face like an old hen guarding the calf, and they followed away together. Seeing this, several social youths crouching against the wall had no choice but to get up and follow. But she kept a distance from She Jian and Zheng Aiqing.

Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke, one or two are lunatics, and their attacks are very black.

Several people rubbed the place on their bodies where Zheng Aiqing hurt, and sighed silently.

On the way, the police uncle also bumped into two colleagues.

The two colleagues looked at the policeman teasingly, "So many? Ask together?"

"Everyone is obedient this time." The police uncle explained with a smile, and several people just passed by.

When they arrived at the recording room, a large group of people stood or stood. Dahuang Maoer had disinfected and cleaned his wounds, smeared lotion on his face, and stood in line against Zhang Qing's bluish and purple face.

The two sides are distinct.

Two police uncles sat behind the table, one was in charge of asking questions and the other was in charge of recording.

"Name. You come first." The police uncle signaled Zheng Aiqing to report her family name.

"My name is Zheng Aiqing." Zheng Aiqing pointed to She Jian and said, "His name is She Jian, that's He Beiwu."

The police uncle who was in charge of recording raised his head and reminded, "Just say what you want. How many of you?"

The nine punks reported their names one by one.

The big yellow hair is called Ji Wen'an, but he is neither elegant nor quiet.

The little yellow hair is called Huang Jie, which matches his hair color.

……

"Let's talk about what's going on first. Let's talk about it carefully. Why do you gather people to fight?"

As soon as the police's words came out, several people shouted, and some even tried to explain with help.

"This matter happened because of me." Without a word, He Bei attracted the attention of the police uncle.

The policeman thought to himself, it’s strange that there are still people rushing to take responsibility, “Okay, then tell me first, and everyone else be quiet!”

As soon as this remark came out, the recording room instantly changed from a noisy vegetable market to a serious place.

"These people are punks who gathered around the school at some point. They are used to collecting protection fees. I have been in No. [-] Middle School since junior high school. I have always been in the same school as him, and we are in the same class now." He Bei said as he spoke. Wu Huan glanced at She Jian, and then continued, "When they were in junior high school, these unemployed people loved to trouble the students of No. [-] Middle School, blackmail them, and even pretend to collect protection money, but in fact they are the most insecure. factor, is the source of danger."

"At that time, the people who came to collect protection fees were not all today's people." He Beiwu glanced at the group of gangsters, and recalled, "When She Jian was in junior high school, she often brought her classmates to resist together. This group of people gradually came less and less after knowing that we are not a soft persimmon, and even stopped coming recently.”

"But today... Zheng Aiqing and I stayed at the school to attend the CPhO special training class, so we came out late. The school gate was very clean at that time, and the guards on duty had changed. When we walked to the bus stop, we were confronted. Those who came were stopped."

"The verbal provocations are not enough. They even pushed and shoved us. They were the ones who started the fight. As for the fights, Zheng Aiqing and I can only be regarded as passive self-protection. After all, we have to resist, and we can't stand obediently and let them bully us. Then calmly reason with them while being beaten?"

"There were nine of them. Some of the other students who were in the special training class were picked up by their parents, and some were waiting for the bus, but they didn't dare to come forward to help. In this way, it was only me and Zheng Aiqing, 2 vs. 9, no matter how you look at it, we are all passive and weak.” He Beiwu pointed to his nose, “I was beaten until my nose bleeds, and even Zheng Aiqing was kicked hard on the back. There's a spine all over the back."

Clearly organized and full of logic, he is worthy of being a student who can participate in the CPhO special training class. The police uncle who is in charge of recording takes notes, not to mention how fluent, there is no need for him to polish them.

A few young people from society were shocked on the spot, if it weren't for the painful injuries on their bodies, they would have believed it too!

Also vulnerable groups?

Have you ever seen a disadvantaged group strangle someone's neck with a school uniform?!

Have you ever seen a disadvantaged group who fights so badly that they kick people's lives?!

Have you ever seen a vulnerable group who punches and punches people's joints, tendons, etc.?!

The point is, these two disadvantaged groups are particularly shameless! They...everyone fights, they fight, there is no need to pinch their nerves!

She Jian listened to the side and became more and more annoyed, hating how she caught the big yellow hair and beat him so lightly!

This group of bastards should be put in a pile and cut to death by him!

At this time, Zheng Aiqing, who had been silent all this time, also lifted up his clothes and showed them to everyone, only to see that his originally fair back was now purple with several large patches, and there were large patches of bruises, which showed how ruthless the perpetrator was.

Seeing that, She Jian became even more angry, and his heart ached so much that he yanked off Zheng Aiqing's clothes, "Don't flirt, it's cold." After saying that, he rushed over and planned to beat up those people again.

Seeing this, the police uncle and Zheng Aiqing and He Beiwu rushed forward to stop it, but She Jian was just like a red-headed bullfighting bull, unable to stop him in a daze.

"Fuck you, I'll kill you guys so hard!"

"Hey, stop, this is the police station, no beating, stop it, you should hug him a bit, eh, hug his arm!"

She Jian's upper body was being driven, and only one leg was free, so those heavy feet all greeted the bodies of the punks.

But it was only kicked a few times. After all, those people had hands and feet. After the initial daze passed, they ran away in a hurry.

Uncle policeman is very painful. He takes back what he said to his colleagues before. This group of people is even more arrogant and difficult to deal with than the previous ones!

"Stay here and continue," the police uncle pointed at He Beiwu, then waved wildly at Zheng Aiqing and She Jian, "You two, yes, it's just you two, hurry up, go to the yard to calm down first, hurry up." Then The tone, don't mention how disgusting it is.

"My body is like that. I can bruise for a long time when I knock it down. It looks scary, but it doesn't hurt much. You should know it. I remember I told you." Zheng Aiqing stroked her hair, "It's the time when I sprained my wrist at the beginning of school, didn't it take a long time for the swelling to go away, it's all the same thing."

At that time, Zheng Aiqing and She Jian were squatting in the yard, waving their hands indifferently.

"Besides, in terms of black hands, who can compare to me." Zheng Aiqing smugly said, "My family is all studying medicine. After I knew a few words when I was three years old, the first thing I memorized was not the Three Character Classic and the Hundred Family Names. There are 26 letters in English, but a diagram of every joint in the human body."

"I know how to use the least amount of force, cause the most pain, and leave no scars."

"Although it is impossible to stab someone 13 times like the news said, but it still makes people immortal, but it is still possible to beat people without leaving traces."

"Besides, isn't a man's biggest weakness just that..."

Zheng Aiqing's unfinished words were interrupted by She Jian's hug.

"But my heart hurts." She Jian buried her head in Zheng Aiqing's shoulder, her voice sounded muffled.

Zheng Aiqing was stunned, and then he responded in a low voice.

The two hugged each other for a long time.

Little snowflakes fell in the sky at some point, Zheng Aiqing stared blankly, the side of her body next to She Jian was very warm, not as cold as the other side.

Looking at the string of white breaths that she exhaled, for some reason, Zheng Aiqing somehow felt that the two of them were so gay now, and...why his heart was beating so fast...

The two hug each other in this posture of squatting side by side. In fact, the experience is not very comfortable. The instability of the waist and lower body is easy to cause a pile of buttocks.

But at this time, no one cares about these anymore.

[The author has something to say]: Thank you for your monthly pass and recommendation~

I am chasing a serialized article, from daily update to weekly update to half-monthly update, and now a chapter is updated every four months, each chapter has [-] words...the next chapter will be updated at the end of October...more than two years, What is it that supports the abdominal muscles? :) It’s probably too good-looking, another big one after the big one, there is no slowest but slower, alas.