A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

"It doesn't work at all..." Zhou Cheng shook his head with emotion, and walked slowly towards Jiang Chun.

"What doesn't work? What doesn't work!" Jiang Chun's voice couldn't help trembling.

"Being a good person doesn't work at all!" He said calmly.

Zhou Cheng faced Jiang Chun with his hands hanging down, like a big boy who has been wronged.Even though he has a height of nearly 1.9 meters, he is still a wronged boy.

"I'm here, what are you going to do?" Zhou Cheng said sincerely.

"Then you..." Jiang Chun calmly looked at the crowd in the corridor behind him again, and quietly backed away.

"Then you... are so fucking brave!"

Jiang Chun swung at Zhou Cheng's handsome face with lightning speed.

Punch pose, handsome!

Punching speed, so fucking fast!

The next step is hearty punching to the flesh!

However, the pleasure of punching Zhou Cheng did not come as expected, because Jiang Chun's fist like a steamed bun was abruptly blocked halfway.

The interceptor was naturally Zhou Cheng.

"I've already said it's impossible." Zhou Cheng said lightly, without even raising his brows in the slightest.

Jiang Chun is not the type to fight fiercely, if he fails with one blow, he has to find another way.Fortunately, he had been prepared for a long time, a grandson once said this - 36 strategies, the best strategy is to go!

"Zou" means "run fast" in ancient times.Can't beat him, can't he run away?Big and small, he is also a "sprint" sports specialty student.Jiang Chun nimbly shuttled through the crowd, and rushed to the stairs in two or three strokes.

"The place here is too small to stretch out your hands and feet. If you have the ability, let's change to a bigger place?" Once people are out of danger, they usually can't help talking nonsense.Jiang Chun happily stepped forward with his left foot, ready to go down the stairs.

It's easy to forget your shape when you are just proud. Jiang Chun stepped into the air, and saw that he was about to roll down the stairs, and there was a burst of exclamation around him.

Soon Jiang Chun felt the feeling of death, his body was in the air, his throat was tight, and his soul was about to leave his body.

etc?He should have been thrown to death, not hanged.

Jiang Chun turned around alertly.

It's Zhou Cheng.

He was grabbed by the collar by Zhou Cheng, and he was lifted up in the air like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"Okay, that's fine. Let's change places." Zhoucheng people were as sincere as the homonym of their name.

……

……

As expected, Hou Wanqiang's school uniform was used as a fucking rag.

"Mom~ you fucking... how can I wear it like this?" Hou Wanqiang stared at the school uniform with one sleeve cut off, speechless.

"Stop talking nonsense, get out! Have you fucking collected the protection money your father made you receive?" Today's mother Hou is just as irritable as she was 20 years ago.The difference is that she had no son 20 years ago.

Hou Wanqiang clutched his right hand and sneaked into No. [-] Middle School.

"Stinky boy, stop!" The doorman shouted at Hou Wanqiang.

Hou Wanqiang was taken aback. Could it be that he wanted to "die before leaving the teacher"?

"Late, register!"

"Register your uncle!" Hou Wanqiang heaved a sigh of relief, and ran away without a trace.

……

"Have any of you seen Chun'er?" Hou Wanqiang, a southerner, loves to learn the capital dialect. He always likes to add some accents when he speaks, but he often adds them inappropriately. Moreover, he is fierce and there is no one around him. Dare to remind him, and no one dares to laugh at him.

"He was taken to the back door by a freshman in high school." Lai Yaqiang, his former dog leg, immediately offered his affection.The back door refers to an open space at the back door of the school's canteen. It is the second base for the bad guys in the No. [-] Middle School after the roof was closed. Normal students generally don't stay there.

"Excellent!" Hou Wanqiang took a bite on the ground, turned around and went to the back door.

"Brother Hou! Wait for me!" Lai Yaqiang followed closely behind.

……

……

"I've already said that this can't work..." Facing Jiang Chun who was trembling in the corner with a bruised nose and swollen face, Zhou Cheng sighed and said to himself.

Although with Zhou Cheng's size and handsome face as a school bully and school ruffian, his charm value will only increase but not decrease, but he thinks Song Zhiyu should not like it.As for what he specifically likes, he will wait for the opportunity to ask when the time is right.He used his mind to think that he was probably the kind of intellectual who was gentle, educated and well-educated, with a confident and humble temperament shining in his gestures and gestures.

If you don't like it, you can't do it.

Zhou Cheng straightened his attire, took out a pair of plain glasses from his trousers pocket, and put them on, but he didn't look like an intellectual, but like a gentleman.

"Don't bully people anymore, it's not good." Zhou Cheng said to Jiang Chun seriously.

"You fucking...you still have a face..." Jiang Chun, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, took a breath and dared not continue.

"It's also best not to scold people all the time, it's not good for your mother." Zhou Cheng continued.

Under Zhou Cheng's gaze, Jiang Chun, who was blue-skinned and swollen, nodded his head slightly, but his eyes drifted to the distance, and his dull eyes suddenly lit up, it was Brother Hou!Wait for Brother Hou to come over and see how rampant this kid is!

"I used to like to swear, but then I thought of a way. Whenever you want to swear, you can try to use 'tomato' instead of 'fuck'. Fuck you little tomato, isn't it much cuter?" Zhou Cheng said.

"Fuck it!" Jiang Chun said viciously to Zhou Cheng.

"You're wrong, it's 'tomato'." Zhou Cheng corrected.

"Brother Hou, save me!" Jiang Chun raised his arms and shouted at Hou Wanqiang who was getting closer and closer.

For some reason, Jiang Chun felt that Hou Wanqiang's footsteps hesitated, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.When Hou Wanqiang's eyes became firm again, what Jiang Chun waited for was not the long-awaited rescue, but a firm kick.

"Brother, why didn't you listen carefully when you were talking!" Hou Wanqiang gave Jiang Chun a solid kick.

"Big Brother? Who is Big Brother?" Jiang Chun looked around in confusion, and there was no other person besides him, Zhou Cheng and Hou Wanqiang.

"I fucking thought I'd never see my eldest brother again!" Jiang Chun couldn't believe his eyes, the iron-blooded man Hou Wanqiang, Brother Hou, had tears in his eyes at this moment.

"Hou Zi?" Zhou Cheng was a little puzzled.

"It's me, Xiao Houzi. Didn't you go abroad, brother? Could it be that... my sister-in-law was found?" Hou Wanqiang said happily.

Zhou Cheng coughed in embarrassment, expressing his acquiescence.

"Although I know that this is what your family business is for, we are still students after all, and I'm not your eldest brother, so you don't need to be called 'sister-in-law'... son."

If Song Zhiyu knew that he was being called "Sister-in-law" behind his back, would he be so angry that he would have a seizure on the spot?Zhou Cheng didn't dare to think about it.

"No, sister-in-law can be changed, but elder brother will always be elder brother!" Hou Wanqiang insisted.

"No, sister-in-law must always be sister-in-law."

"Yes!"

Zhou Cheng felt that he had fallen into a language trap.

……

……

Ever since Brother Hou was really just Xiao Houzi, his elder brother has always been his elder brother.

At that time, Hou Wanqiang was skinny and malnourished. He was often bullied by a few children of his father's colleagues. It was Zhou Cheng who passed by who saved him.

Whoever has the biggest fist is the big brother.

This is the truth that Hou Wanqiang's father, Hou Qianqiang, instilled in him since he was a child, but Hou Wanqiang did not fully agree. He had read a sentence from a movie: the benevolent is invincible.

Zhou Cheng is such a person: he acts bravely when he sees justice, hates evil as much as his enemy, and is chivalrous and courageous.Hou Wanqiang wished to use all the idioms describing justice to describe him, but unfortunately his Chinese is not good.

But that's it. Zhou Cheng, who is wearing a big black T-shirt and has a rainbow mohawk, likes nothing more than fighting, but finding a corner in the library to read quietly, watching "War and Peace", "The Sound and the Fury", "The Red and the Black", "Crime and Punishment"...

The eldest brother said that he didn't really like reading books, he was just looking for someone.

"There are so many nouns and nouns, and verbs and verbs, and adjectives and adjectives, I wonder if there's me and him."

Now that he has found it, he doesn't have to leave. Hou Wanqiang is sincerely happy for his elder brother. Although Hou Wanqiang doesn't know anything about Wenqing's world, and neither does he understand the world of fake Wenqing, but as long as he is happy, that's enough!

"Today is so fucking happy!" Hou Wanqiang shouted happily.

"Hou Zi, you should speak less swear words in the future. If you want to say 'fuck', you can use 'tomato' instead like Jiang Chun, it will be cuter." Zhou Cheng said to Hou Wanqiang seriously.

"It's Big Brother! Then I'll be cute in front of you from now on."

"It's the same in front of others."

"Yes, they are both cute!" Hou Wanqiang said to Zhou Cheng with a face like a blooming chrysanthemum, but when he turned to face Jiang Chun, it was cold winter again.

Hou Wanqiang rubbed Jiang Chun with his foot, and said viciously, "Chun'er, you fucking..."

Zhou Cheng coughed promptly.

"Did you hear Tomato!"

"I heard it from tomato..." Jiang Chun replied helplessly to Hou Wanqiang, but he never expected to be kicked by Hou Wanqiang.

"You think I don't know 'tomato' means 'fucking'?"

At this moment, Lai Yaqiang finally arrived at the scene.He watched Jiang Chun being knocked to the ground, and the sleeve of his elder brother Hou Wanqiang's school uniform was half torn, and the scene was tense for a while.

He gritted his teeth and decided to fight this kid!

"Brother Hou, don't be afraid, I'm coming!" He picked up a small wooden stick and flew towards Zhoucheng, but was stopped by Hou Wanqiang halfway.

"Afraid you are a tomato? Come on, Zhao Qiang! Call me big brother!"

Lai Yaqiang glanced at Zhou Cheng, isn't this the tall kid he wanted to introduce to Brother Hou?I originally wanted to introduce him to join their organization while playing basketball, but the Jiang Chun incident happened, and the introduction ended without a problem.

"Why, fighting with a foreigner, can my accent go wrong?" Lai Yaqiang was a little puzzled, but he still smiled at Hou Wanqiang and said, "You forgot, I changed my name to Lai Yaqiang."

"Oh? Why?" The well-behaved Zhao Qiang didn't call him, why did he change his name?

"You changed my name to me. You said your name is 'Qiang', and I am also called 'Qiang'. There can only be one Qiang in a class. Of course you are the strongest, and I can only be sub-Qiang." .”

"Oh, that's the thing. If the name has been changed, why should the surname be changed?" Hou Wanqiang was thoughtful.

"You forgot again, you also changed this surname for me, you questioned me at that time..."

"What did I ask you?"

"You also deserve the surname Zhao?!"

"Excuse me, are you two talking about cross talk?" Zhou Cheng couldn't stand it anymore.

"Yeah, foreigners also listen to cross talk!" Lai Yaqiang was taken aback.

"Did you talk to big brother like that?" Hou Wanqiang gave Lai Yaqiang a shudder.