It's the weekend again, and after school that day, An Zishan put his English and math textbooks in his school bag, and walked out of the classroom with Seinfeld with the basket under the desk.The two of them fought all the way to the second class, and after waiting at the door for a while, Zhang Hua came out, carrying a backpack on his shoulder.The three of them walked to the dormitory together, looking at the bicycles scurrying past them, An Zishan smiled and said, "It seems that the day after tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, let's go climbing the mountain together?"
”Seinfeld looked confused and asked, "Chung Yeung Festival?"
What festival, what for?
”Zhang Hua also said that he didn't seem to have had this festival in his memory.An Zishan said speechlessly: "Wang Wei's song on September 9 reminiscing about Shandong brothers, remember, right?"
”The two nodded, but were still confused.Well, climbing a mountain or something during the Double Ninth Festival is a habit of my previous life.So I remember it more clearly, but for ordinary people, there are really few people who remember the Chung Yeung Festival."
What is written in that poem is about ascending on the Double Ninth Festival on September 9, well, it's just going out to play, let's go or not."
The two nodded frantically, you just said that you can just go out and play together the day after tomorrow, what do you say about the Double Ninth Festival, there is so much nonsense.Looking at the contemptuous eyes of the two, An Zishan was depressed, and was despised by the two descendants of Yan and Huang who did not know the traditional festivals of the Chinese nation.The three of them walked to the bicycle shed near the dormitory on the south side of Shanyang Junior High School, which was built to make it easier for students to store bicycles.Just a rectangular piece of ground about 200 meters long and nearly 4 meters wide was enclosed against the wall, and then it was enclosed with iron railings without leaning against the wall.The top is propped up with an iron shelf, and the light blue PC endurance board is put on, and it's done.If you come late and can't stop against the wall, you can only park at the position of the iron railing in the outer ring, which is no different from whether there is a roof or not, and it is still exposed to the wind and sun.It is also easy to be violently destroyed by some low-handed students, such as piercing tires, breaking car bells, pulling valve cores, and so on.An Zishan walked in the aisle between the two rows of bicycles, found his bicycle, and froze as soon as he unlocked it."
Fuck, some guy with a lack of virtue and smoke deflated me!"
An Zi scolded angrily.I saw that the front and rear wheels of his big golden deer were deflated, and the valve cores were missing, probably by which student pulled it out.Zhang Hua and Seinfeld, who were not far away, ran over when they heard the sound, and when they saw the bicycle that was deflated without a trace of gas, the two of them gloated and almost laughed.Seinfeld sighed: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, someone also has today, it's really feng shui in turn, who the sky spares."
Last week, there were people watching me lively, but I didn't expect to be punished this week. ”An Zishan was angry, turned his head, glared at Seinfeld very fiercely, and threatened: "Dead fatty, today my brother will teach you to be a man, and no one can spare you if the sky spares you, and I will do the right thing for heaven today." ”After saying that, An Zishan rushed forward viciously, punching and kicking Seinfeld, and Seinfeld screamed and scurried wildly in the carport, hitting several students who were pushing the cart away.Now the carport is full of students coming to push the cart and students who are pushing the cart away.So, after running a few steps, Seinfeld was caught up, and after An Zishan tripped him to the ground with a tripper, he rode on him and greeted him with a snap on his upper body."
Brother, good brother, I was wrong, don't slap your face.I can't go and inflate you," Seinfeld howled as he grabbed the dirt on the ground and threw it at An Zishan.Zhang Hua didn't help anyone, just stood on the side to watch the excitement, and occasionally cheered, "Come on, Zishan player, you have already sat the opponent under your belly, and you will win with ten counts, hold on." ”"Don't give up, fat players, you still have a chance, you resist.Fuck, your fat body has grown white, isn't your body used to fight back, it's used to drag you to the ground?
”Unable to stand his noise, An Zishan and Seinfeld yelled almost in unison: "Shut up!"
”The loud voices of the two at the same time startled Zhang Hua, and the pimples that just appeared on his forehead became even redder, so Zhang Hua also joined the battle group.A few people frolicked for a while, and then pushed their bicycles out of the school with a disgraced face.Follow the road outside the school to the west, until you reach the fork in the road, then turn right and go north, there is not a 100 meters on the side of the road There is a car repair shop.The three of them walked over with their heads slumped, and An Zishan shouted sweetly: "Uncle, my bicycle valve core is gone, how much is it?"
”The shop is just a small tile house, a shed is built at the door of the tile house, and the guy who repairs the car is all under the shed, and the boss is the uncle in An Zishan's mouth, with engine oil on his hands and two dark marks on his cheeks, and is repairing a bicycle tire.Wen Yan looked up at An Zishan, then at the confident car he was pushing, and said casually: "Both are gone?"
So neat. ”An Zishan's face was a little dark, and Seinfeld couldn't hold it back again, and laughed loudly.The middle-aged man said again: "You change more, give you a cheaper, two cents."
Let me tell you, usually I sell one for one and two cents, and two for two and four cents, and you earn youth. ”An Zishan didn't want to say more to this unscrupulous uncle, so he responded: "Then thank you, uncle, can you help me get it first, I still have something urgent to go." ”The middle-aged man glared at him and muttered, "First come, first come, first come, queue up, get out of school together, who is not in a hurry to go home, do you see this kid is in a hurry?"
”Just next to the middle-aged man's car repairing tires, near the door of the tiled house, a relatively short and slender little boy sat on the mazazi, wearing a pair of glasses, An Zishan glanced at the thickness of his glasses, estimated that it was five hundred degrees.He doesn't know this child, it may be from another grade, and with this height and stature, he believes that he is a primary school student.Seeing that this uncle was so principled, An Zishan was also very helpless, signaled to Zhang Hua and Song Fei, parked the car on the side, and took a few idle Mazazi from the side and sat down.The skinny boy with glasses probably recognized the three of them, and secretly looked at them from time to time, but was accidentally caught by An Zishan, and grinned at the little boy and showed his eight teeth.Faced with An Zishan's friendly and charming smile, the little boy hurriedly dodged and did not dare to look at them again.This made An Zishan depressed, his smile was so scary.They had not been sitting down for five minutes when they heard the footsteps of several people behind them, and someone shouted, "Zhang Jialin, get here." ”Before An Zishan and the others could react, the thin boy with glasses inside trembled, turned his head to look outside the shed with a frightened face, stood up tremblingly, and walked out slowly.An Zishan turned around and saw three people standing outside the carport, all wearing the school uniforms of Shanyang Junior High School, the students led by them were very burly, their shoulders were actually wider than Zhang Hua's, and their faces were dark.This person all three of them know, Cheng Jinhu, who is also a student in the fourth year of junior high school, half a gangster, and often heard that he bullied other classmates.Zhang Hua turned his head to look at An Zishan, his eyes asked, An Zishan said softly: "Let's see." ”The two nodded, silently looking at the thin man with glasses who had walked in front of the three people, that is, Zhang Jialin in the mouths of Cheng Jinhu and others.When An Zishan and the three of them saw Cheng Jinhu, the other party also saw them, don't look at Cheng Jinhu is very reckless on weekdays, he has nothing to bully and bully this, blackmail and extort that, but for An Zishan and the three of them, he is jealous from the bottom of his heart.If you study well, you are still the person of the school who is still the person, and at the same time you can fight, so ask who is not afraid.Cheng Jinhu is also in the third class of junior high school, and he is in the same class as Zeng Feixiong and Yang Yanbin, and he also knows the story of An Zishan and these two people fighting for Zhang Lingling.However, seeing that the three of them were sitting in place and did not move, Cheng Jinhu felt a little calmer, and glared fiercely at Zhang Jialin, who was trembling in front of him, and said evilly: "Take out all the pocket money, you are not allowed to have any left, anyway, you will go home, you won't need it." ”Hearing this, Zhang Jialin didn't speak, and took out the money from his trouser pocket in a trembling manner.An Zishan frowned, the secret way was too much.Then he gave Seinfeld and Zhang Hua a look, stood up and yelled, "Don't give it to him!"
Cheng Jinhu, bullying junior classmates and extorting that little pocket money, is it too shameless?
”Cheng Jinhu's dark round face showed an angry expression, and he scolded: "An Zishan, who do you say is shameless?"
”The three of them stepped forward and walked straight to Zhang Jialin's side, An Zishan pulled him behind the three of them by the arm, looked at Cheng Jinhu, and said word by word: "It's you, didn't you hear clearly?"
Am I wrong?
What do you think about not studying well at a young age and blackmailing your classmates for money?
”Cheng Jinhu's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "Mind your, why do I like it, can you take care of it?"
I am willing to ask for it, he is willing to give, what does it have to do with you, don't meddle in this matter. ”An Zishan said with a look of surprise, "Are you willing to ask me to believe it, is he willing to give it?"
Where do you see that you are willing to give?
How I didn't see it. ”An Zishan looked back at Zhang Jialin behind him and asked, "Are you willing to give him money?"
”Zhang Jialin's hands trembled, pushed up the glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose due to nervous sweat, and said in a trembling voice: "I am willing." ”An Zishan was stunned, and Song Fei and Zhang Hua on the side were also stunned, and looked at Zhang Jialin at the same time.Seeing the other party's appearance, An Zishan understood that the other party was definitely unwilling, but he must have been blackmailed by the other party many times, and he didn't dare to resist, even if the three of them helped him this time, what could they do, and next time, next time, and the three of them would definitely not appear by his side to administer justice for him at that time.Thinking of this, An Zishan's mood became very bad, his face was cold and scary, he turned his head to stare at Cheng Jinhu and said sharply: "Get out!"
”"You".Cheng Jinhu was furious, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this, and he was just about to make a desperate move when he saw An Zishan's terrifying eyes, and his whole body trembled, only to feel a cold air crawling up from his spine and filling his head.didn't dare to say a word, turned around and left, the two people behind him were a little stunned, and they hadn't reacted yet.However, seeing that Cheng Jinhu had already gone away, he didn't say anything about the scene, and quickly chased after him.