I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

Guo Songtao is the senior of Class 2 (1.85) in junior high school. He is [-] tall and is positioned as a center forward. Due to frequent outdoor training, his skin is a little tanned, but overall he is quite heroic.Because he likes to take care of juniors, the team members usually call him "Brother Tao", and I also call him that.

The reason why Brother Tao always takes me to play ball is probably because he hopes that the players of the basketball team can treat me as an opponent and practice more physical confrontation skills.

In addition, although my dribbling skills are not good, and I rarely make three-pointers, I still have some skills in three-step baskets and inside breakthroughs.

Fooling opponents with feints and passing the ball for teammates to score also gives me a sense of accomplishment.

And I abide by the rules of basketball very much. If a thug fouls me accidentally, I will raise my hand to signal the referee to suspend the game.

As expected of someone from the lawful and good camp.

The school basketball team has a total of 18 players, most of whom were re-selected last year. They are basically tall, tall, and well-built. They are nicknamed "Eighteen Arhats" by the outside world.

However, there are also some people in the school who did not pass the selection and were dissatisfied with the school leaders and the basketball team. Once they found five gangsters, pretended to play basketball, and insisted on playing a friendly match with the basketball team. In the end, they all relied on fouls to push people. , It's just here to make trouble.

Brother Tao and I went up and beat them up.

The fighting time was extremely short, and the screams were too late for the people in the teaching office to hear.

But even if the dean pursues it, I will take it all on me, since I am notorious anyway.

At that time, the five gangsters fell to the ground on the playground, groaning, and it would be a bit difficult to deal with if they were seen by the patrolling teacher.

Point guard Liu Huaishui came up with a bad idea. He dug out a very dirty and torn quilt from the sports equipment room, asked us to throw all the bastards on it, and then rolled it into a big spring roll.

Eighteen arhats hurriedly carried them to the school gate, and said to the doorman, "The physical education teacher asked us to go out and throw out some garbage." You go, go, go!"

After leaving the school gate, he turned a corner and threw all the punks into the stinking garbage dump.

This incident became a joke on the basketball team. Later, if someone was in a bad state during the game and their morale was low, others would encourage them loudly: "Have you forgotten the story of the big spring rolls!"

Some game spectators who didn't know the truth thought that the basketball team were foodies.

Speaking of which, fighting with Brother Tao was very enjoyable, and there was a feeling of rest assured that he could give his back to the other party.

Then there was another fight.

It started when the punks came to seek revenge, ambushed the basketball team on the way home from school, and kept small forwards and shooting guards out of practice for a week.

The other team members said that if they don't take revenge, they will die together, but Brother Tao stopped them from going, but told everyone to go home together during this time.

A few days later, Brother Tao and I were practicing pitching on the playground at dusk, and neither of us mentioned revenge.It was getting darker and darker, to the point where the ball could not be seen.

Brother Tao suddenly spat out the toothpick in his mouth on the ground, and cursed: "Fuck!"

He didn't want the ball anymore, and went straight out of the school gate, not the direction he usually went home.

I didn't ask a word, just silently followed Brother Tao, flexing my wrist muscles while walking.

We stopped those five punks at the door of a black disco. At that time, they brought their colorfully dressed girlfriends and were spitting and bragging about how brave they were in fights. Give something like that.

Brother Tao stopped there and they were dumbfounded.

It took a long time this time, about 10 minutes.

It's not because there is a little girlfriend watching the battle from the sidelines, which makes the punks possessed with testosterone and become more resistant to fighting.

It's just that Brother Tao wanted to hit them more to relieve his anger.

Without all the worries of fighting in the campus, Brother Tao grabbed the punks by their chests and lifted them up, pressing them one by one against the dirt wall in the alley and violently kicking them, causing dust to fly.

I also had itchy hands and wanted to go up to assist, but Brother Tao waved at me: "You don't need to move! Stand aside and watch!"

"—If anyone dares to run away, you kick them back!"

I blocked the entrance of the alley with my hands in my pockets, not only the punks, but I didn't let them out even their little girlfriends.

It's not that I want to do anything to them, but I'm worried that if they go out and yell, they will attract the police or security.

Originally, the little gangster thought he was too many people, so he fought against Brother Tao a few times at first, but later found out that he was no match at all.

I thought it was very strange at the time, these gangster little girlfriends didn't look very sad when they saw their boyfriends being beaten. Instead, they covered their eyes and pretended to be afraid, and at the same time peeked at how Brother Tao was fighting through the gaps in their fingers. , full of excitement and excitement in his eyes.

Later, there was a girl with black nail polish who came to the school to find me, wanting to ask Brother Tao if he had a girlfriend.

I told her: You are too young, brother Tao is not interested.

In the end, the girl asked again: Let me ask for my sister, do you have a girlfriend?

I'm mad at them.

I always feel that they are the same kind of people as the mother who abandoned her husband and son.

If anyone who fights well is suitable to be a boyfriend, you might as well go find the victorious bully.

At that time, I didn't know Xiaobawang was a cheating girl.

The other basketball players didn't know about Brother Tao taking me out to fight, but no one would stop them on the way home from school anymore.

They are not stupid, and they vaguely guessed something from Brother Tao's attitude towards me.

So in a way I'm kind of like the No. 19 player on the basketball team.

"Shouldn't you just join the school team and play?"

Brother Tao once asked me with a smile, and said that there is no need to worry about the selection qualifications, and he will recommend it to the coach with all his strength.

I shook my head: "No, it's good as it is now, and it's also interesting to be your training partner."

"Tch, what's the point of being a sparring partner!" Brother Tao looked disdainful, "I think you want to be a thug?"

Brother Tao was not angry at all for my refusal to join.

"Well, the training partner and fighter of the school team. You don't need to call me when you play in the future, but if you fight, don't forget me."

I feel very relaxed when I get along with Brother Tao and the other Seventeen Arhats, and I don't feel nervous at all when I'm with Ren Xiaoqin.

Even the little bully in my memory didn't bring me as much psychological pressure as it does now.

I would rather let the bully punch me ten times than see Ren Xiaoqin's tears.

I still hope that Xiaobawang is a boy.

If she were a boy, she could stand on the basketball court and play with me now.

If we don't become good friends, we will become good competitors in many fields.

But it's no longer possible.

Unfortunately, playing basketball with the varsity team didn't make my reputation in school any better.

Because he is not a member of the establishment, he cannot represent the school in any competitions.In the usual team practice matches, not many people are interested. Even if you come to watch, you will feel that I just don't have enough people to make up the number.

"It's just that he's taller."

"His eyes are so fierce, the person being targeted must be easy to make mistakes, right?"

Boys generally say so.

As for the girls who came to watch, most of them came to see Captain Guo Songtao and the handsome three-pointer Shen Shaoyi.

I often become a reference for them to praise the above two, such as:

"The captain's block just now is so handsome! Look, that Ye Lin can't be rampant anymore!"

"Although the captain is not bad, he is still too tall! I think Shen Shaoyi is just right..."

"Ah! Shen Shaoyi was knocked down by Ye Lin! How despicable! He must be jealous!"

What the hell, you nympho are endless!Didn't you see that Shen Shaoyi insisted on rushing inside, bumped into me and fell himself?Because of his poor physical resistance, Brother Tao always asks me to be his training partner to help him with special training in this area!

Regarding the reason why the members of the basketball team were willing to take me to play together, everyone agreed that because the members of the basketball team were physically strong, Ye Lin bullied the weak and feared the hard, and never argued with the members of the basketball team.

In addition, there are rumors that Tao and I have reached a secret agreement, as long as I don't cause trouble for other members of the basketball team, he will not compete with me for the position of the boss of No. 28 Middle School.

I don't want to make any more excuses.

My heart is tired, I feel that I will never love again.

There are 14 basketball players who came to practice today. Adding me is exactly 15 people. They can be divided into three teams and play games in rotation.

For the sake of fairness, Brother Tao, me, and Shen Shaoyi will not be divided into the same team.

My basketball skills can never be ranked among the top three, but my physical fitness is relatively strong, my reaction is quick, and I run with great strength, which will give my opponent a headache.

It may be because of years of persistent exercise, in order to defeat the evil bully, and work hard to become a martial artist, and the unexpected results obtained.

Today's game went smoothly. Although Tao's team did not win, they beat Shen Shaoyi's team 10:0 (the wind was strong, three-pointers were frequently missed, Shen Shaoyi and the female fans were very angry).

After winning against Shen Shaoyi, we lost to Brother Tao again. The players and I rested and waited for the rotation.

Fatty Cao Jingshen swayed over slowly, holding a bottle of Nutrition Express in his hand, drinking it to the corner of his mouth.

"Master Ye, you are playing! It's been hard work!"

He bowed straight at me.

I wanted to pin him to the ground and strangle him to death, but considering that there were too many onlookers, it would be better to change the time.

"It's not hard to be a teacher. But you, a rebel, don't usually know that you like basketball?"

I teased him while drinking mineral water.

"Jie Jie Jie... There is only one kind of ball that my disciple likes, and that is..."

Seeing me staring at him fiercely, he didn't dare to continue.

"Master Ye, this disciple came here to report something to you."

"What's the matter?"

"That's right, this disciple has just handed over the martial arts secret books of our sect to my father."

He was full of slang, but luckily I could understand him.

"Ah, that manga was handed over to Director Cao, so you went home at noon? Well, not bad, anyway, your home is not far away."

Received my praise, Cao Jingshen continued to say with a smile on his face:

"Master Ye, it's a great thing for a disciple to correct his mistakes, right? And I not only sent the book home, but also brought the one with missing pages at home!"

"Well done, but don't give it to me now, wait until the afternoon."

I took another sip of mineral water.

"That... Headmaster Ye, after I return to the classroom, the monitor always stares at me!"

There's nothing strange about staring at you, you already have a wretched look on your face, and with a book of H comics hidden on your body, the suspicious smell must be doubled.

"So, I hid the cheat book in a safe place first, and then I came here to report to you."

"safe place?"

"Well... after thinking about it, the disciple is the safest in the desk of the master..."

your sister!

Be safe, sister!

You silly x still dare to drink Nutrition Express!Have you got the brain to drink Nutrition Express?The desk is not covered or obstructed, so people will see it with just a glance!And I'm sitting in the last row, it's even more dangerous when people come and go!

"Don't panic, head, when I released the cheats, the squad leader happened to be away..."

I feel a little more at ease.

"However, Mrs. Master is..."

"Who is your teacher's wife?"

"Hmm, it's Ren... Excuse me, Ren Xiaoqin is senior..."

Go to your mother's teacher's wife!Fuck your mother's senior!Ren Xiaoqin is sitting next to you, how dare you put H manga in my desk!

And that's not an ordinary H manga!It is an overweight "Teaching Master's Color Classroom". The whole book is full of 1 page, and there are ghostly scenes of training female students everywhere, which will definitely arouse Xiaoqin's bad associations!

The mineral water I just drank was like a cold sweat. I stood up and said hello to my teammates, and immediately ran back to the classroom on the second floor.

I hope Xiaoqin didn't take out the book to read, and even if she did, she hoped she didn't read much.

If Xiaoqin had really only read shoujo comics before, from the moment she opened "Tutor Master: Color Classroom", it should be only six pages away from her worldview being destroyed.

Damn, I forgot there was a cover...