Ten years to feed the dog

Speaking of the relationship between Zhang Yiwen and Yao Liang, we have to start from their first year of high school.

At that time, Zhang Yiwen had a non-mainstream appearance, dyed his hair blond, and was very ostentatious. The buttons on the school uniform had to be buttoned or not, and the trousers were still rolled up. He's kind of handsome, and the little girls in the school are fascinated by him every day.

According to Zhang Yiwen's words, this appearance is the coolness of youth, and according to Yao Liang's words, this is purely the onset of the second disease.

Different from Zhang Yiwen's eye-catching appearance, Yao Liang at that time was gloomy and inconspicuous. The bangs on his forehead covered half of his eyes, and he didn't know if he could see the road clearly. , a shirt buttoned to the top, wearing a coat all the year round, not many people in the class pay attention to him.

Whenever Zhang Yiwen thinks of Yao Liang at that time, he always sighs that Yao Liang is a boy who has changed at eighteen, and Yao Liang will roll his eyes back when he hears this.

Logically speaking, Yao Liang and Zhang Yiwen would not have any intersection.

In fact, the only intersection between Yao Liang and Zhang Yiwen was at the front and back tables.

Yao Liang didn’t have a good impression of Zhang Yiwen at the front desk at that time. After all, Zhang Yiwen at that time was full of rumors, saying that he was a senior today and a junior tomorrow; that his father was a high-ranking official from there; People are ruthless, and they don't stop when they don't see popularity. There are a lot of messes, and they can make a book together.

Yao Liang didn't bother to care whether those rumors were true or not. His bad impression of Zhang Yiwen all came from Zhang Yiwen's blond hair.

Zhang Yiwen didn't like to take care of his hair, and let it be unkempt all day long, but he was born tall, and with the blessing of his blond hair, he sat in front of Yao Liang, making Yao Liang unable to see anything When I arrived, the only thing I could see was the golden hair on the front table.

Like a golden retriever's fur.

Yao Liang is thinking every day when he will take a shovel to shovel his dog hair.

Of course, he has the heart but not the guts.

The days passed like this day by day, the blond hair at the front table still blocked Yao Liang's sight, but he never expected that Zhang Yiwen would come to annoy him first instead of shoveling his hair.

I can’t remember exactly that day, I only know that it was the same day as usual, Yao Liang squeezed into the crowded cafeteria and bought a red bean paste bun. After leaving the cafeteria, he suddenly went back to the cafeteria to buy a bottle of ice water before leaving.

Winter had just passed at that time, and the weather was still a bit cold. Yao Liang didn't know why he was crazy to buy a bottle of ice water, so he just walked up to the rooftop with ice water in one hand and bean paste buns in the other.

Yao Liang’s heart was beating so fast that day, every time he took a step, he wished he could take two steps faster. It took Yao Liang less than a minute to reach the rooftop that usually took two or three minutes to walk.

"Bang Dang" came from the Tiantai Gate.

Yao Liang walked in a hurry, and he was out of breath. He just sat down when he heard someone coming.

"You are so arrogant, I care about my own woman, but you dare to intervene!"

The person who came had a loud voice, and he could describe the appearance of a gangster just by listening to the voice.

Yao Liang sat on the other side, separated by a thin wall from the person who made the appointment. He wasn't in a panic, but was more puzzled, wondering why these people came to make an appointment at this time.

"Why can't I interrupt you when you hit someone? Is it possible that I have to watch you beat someone to death before making a sound?"

He only heard the man sneer, his tone full of disdain and provocation.

Yao Liang's face darkened when he heard the word beating. He glanced at the half-eaten bean paste bun in his hand, and suddenly felt that the taste of the bun was very greasy, which made him sick.

"Zhang Yiwen, you are fucking sick! It's none of your business, why do you care so much!"

Zhang Yiwen?

Yao Liang poked his head to look. From his point of view, he could only see the muscular back of the person about to fight, and Zhang Yiwen standing in front of him.

Zhang Yiwen just stood there quietly, just standing there with a somewhat unruly feeling. The blond hair that was already ostentatious looked even more ostentatious in the sun, and the blond hair fluttered wantonly in the wind. His white shirt was also swaying in the wind, arrogantly declaring his presence.

The owner of the blond hair was tilting his head slightly at the moment, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the man as if he was looking at something dirty.

"I don't care about anything and I don't do your business."

The tone of the words and the blond hair really follow the master - deserve a beating.

Apparently, that person had the same idea. As soon as Zhang Yiwen finished speaking, the person punched him in the heart.

A punch greeted Zhang Yiwen's face like this, Zhang Yiwen was unprepared, and was made to take a few steps back again and again.

"Fight with me if you have the ability, what kind of man are you talking about for a long time! Aren't you a fierce fighter? Let's see who is the one who is popular today!"

After saying this, the man gave a poignant pooh, just like the punks in those movies.

As soon as Yao Liang saw the gangster swinging his fist, he stood up and stared at the two people. His breathing was even more disordered than before, as if he was about to be suffocated, he kept panting there.

It took Zhang Yiwen a long time to straighten up unsteadily, and Yao Liang saw his face clearly.

Half of that face was red from the beating, and there were signs of swelling. It hurt to look at it, but Zhang Yiwen didn't seem to care at all, like a normal person, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, and he still looked so proud .

Yao Liang was a little anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't join in the excitement, so he could only stand there, letting the eagerness run wild in his heart.

The two confronted each other like this, and the tension in the air was on the verge of breaking out. I really saw the sense of confrontation between big bosses in Hong Kong movies before, as if they were about to fight to the death in the next second.

After a long silence, Zhang Yiwen spoke slowly:

"Who said I could fight."

"..."

Silence returned to the huge rooftop, Zhang Yiwen's words made Yao Liang and that bastard a little silly.

"Zhang Yiwen, who doesn't know that you beat people hard, and you are the kind who is willing to stop when you see popularity. What are you talking about with me now!"

The gangster reacted first, and stared at Zhang Yiwen with a vicious expression.

"That's a rumor, a lie."

Zhang Yiwen glanced at the bastard, seeing that the other party still didn't believe it, and insisted on fighting him, he scratched his head, frowned, and said impatiently:

"It was a joke from my friends, and they passed it on to me. Besides, when have you ever seen me fight, use your brains."

Now the scene is a bit embarrassing, people don't know how to fight, and they force others to fight with themselves, which is different from the nature of a fight, and the other party is still Zhang Yiwen, a person with a background, no matter how crazy this gangster is, He didn't dare to do anything more.

"Don't let me see you again, or it won't be as simple as hitting you in the face next time!"

The gangster spat, stared at Zhang Yiwen for a while, then turned and left.