On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

A group of teenagers rode motorcycles, galloping down the road in the dark night, roaring past, and finally stopped in front of an unfinished building that was half demolished, and the roaring roar of the engine could only be heard in the ears for a while.

Wen Yan flicked his tail, and stopped the car neatly. The tires rubbed against the ground and made a screeching sound. He took off his helmet, his hair was disheveled by the night wind, and looked back at Jin Heng, "Here we are."

Jin Heng didn't see any shock after the racing, he let go of Wen Yan's thin waist, looked around, and found that this place was familiar, like the place where Wen Yan was besieged by a few gangsters last time.

"...help...help..."

In an open space not far from the unfinished building, several men were lying here and there. They clutched their stomachs and huddled together, arched in pain like shrimps, with bruised noses and swollen faces. They had obviously been beaten, and their cries for help could be heard in the quiet building area. It is very clear, but unfortunately no one will pass by here.

Jin Heng's memory is very good, he found that the faces of these people looked familiar, like the group of people who fought with Wen Yan last time, and remembered Wen Yan's temperament of revenge, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

"Yo ho—!"

Those unscrupulous teenagers seemed to have found some interesting toys, they looked at each other, several motorcycles accelerated around the corner, formed a circle to chase each other, and then gradually narrowed the range, the tires brushed their clothes and hair, like a god of death Gradually approach the footsteps.

Any closer, and it is likely to crush their limbs, or their heads.

The gangster lying on the ground ignored the pain and got up in a hurry, but he had no way to escape, shivering in the hurricane circle formed by the motorcycle, as pitiful as a little chicken.

Wen Yan didn't move, he was sitting in the car watching a play, he lit a cigarette with a lighter, his eyes in the dark night were full of fierceness that didn't belong to his age.

Wen Yan bit off his motorcycle gloves, and asked Jin Heng, "Do you remember them?"

Jin Heng paused, then nodded, "I remember."

"I hold grudges," Wen Yan chuckled, staring at the gangsters in the middle, and said the most chilling words in a light and light tone, "Those who owe me will not end well."

Those who owe him will not end well...

Jin Heng paused for a moment, then looked at Wen Yan slowly, but could only see his blurred profile in the night, and the silver chain around his neck flashed a glimmer of light, which was cold.

Jin Heng thought of something, closed his eyes, and just when Wen Yan thought he would not answer, Jin Heng hummed "I believe it."

he believe.

Wen Yan's bony hands rested on the handlebars, and the skull tattoo on the back of his hand looked like a smile, which was inexplicably weird. He tapped his fingertips twice, and then asked Jin Heng, "Are you afraid?"

There is still a difference between delinquent teenagers and ordinary students. When the former has started fighting, racing and drinking, the latter is still terrified of skipping classes and being late. Their lives are so different that they should not have intersected lives.

Jin Heng said, "I'm afraid."

It's so bland that you can tell it's a lie as soon as you hear it.

Wen Yan shouldn't have brought Jin Heng to see these things, after all, this new recruit looked thin and weak, but he always felt that he was quite ashamed when he was pushed to the ground and beaten last time, and Jin Heng had to be there when he avenged his humiliation. Just watch from the side.

This idea is actually a bit naive.

Wen Yan saw enough excitement, put on his motorcycle gloves again, and said to Xu Meng beside him, "Let's go first."

Xu Meng might plan to go for a drive later, but seeing that Yan left so soon, he was a little surprised, "You left so early, your mother told you to go home for dinner?"

Wen Yan frowned, "Get out!"

That beautiful woman often shuttled among the men, and when she saw someone she liked, she eloped immediately and disappeared for ten days and half a month. Wen Yan spent most of the time alone.

Xu Meng knew that he was stepping on thunder, so he didn't say anything, and waved his hand, "Let's go."

When Wen Yan started the motorcycle, he didn't speed up immediately, but waited for Jin Heng to hug his waist tightly, and then he drove into the long road in the night like an arrow from the string, with the dim street lights pouring down on his shoulders, The whirling tree is like an irregular net, and they are caged in it.

Wen Yan asked Jin Heng, "Where do you live?"

Jin Heng said the location, Wen Yan turned around and drove there at a gentle speed, and asked casually, "How many people are in your family?"

Jin Heng was a little cold from the wind, but Wen Yan's body was as warm as a stove. He wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist from behind, his fingertips quietly and obediently, and honestly said, "Alone, do you want to go in and have a sit?"

Wen Yan can probably guess the situation of Jin Heng's family, as long as his parents are in charge, he will not be bullied like that, not to mention running out in the middle of the night to race with a group of bad boys. I jumped unconsciously, "Can't tell you are quite hospitable?"

"You're not welcome," Jin Heng smiled evilly behind him, but Wen Yan couldn't see it, and said seriously, "If you go, you will be the first."

He is so courageous that anyone would dare to take it home.

Wen Yan inexplicably remembered the last time when Jin Heng slapped someone with a brick and dragged him to escape on the street. He didn't respond for a long time, but he hesitated rarely, as if Jin Heng's home was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Whenever he nodded, he went in. It's like I can't get out.

The motorcycle finally stopped in front of an old-fashioned residential building. It was quiet in the middle of the night, most people were asleep, and the slight roar became very obvious. Wen Yan simply turned off the engine, and the surroundings became quiet.

Jin Heng doesn't like to stay at school, and he doesn't like to go home. In short, there is no place he likes. He got off the motorcycle, but he didn't leave immediately, but turned around.

Looking at Wen Yan, with half of his shoulder leaning against the wall, he offered a friendly invitation, "Aren't you really going to sit down?"

I always feel that there is a wolf grinding its claws silently under the sheep-like skin.

Wen Yan wondered if there was something good to do in the middle of the night, "I won't go."

After he finished speaking, he was about to start the car and leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jin Heng's bruised and purple hands.

Jin Heng glanced at the back of his hand, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, quite frankly, "Yes."

"damn it."

Wen Yan swears in a low voice, and wants to say that Jin Heng's mind is caught in the door, and if he is beaten, won't he be beaten back? But thinking of the other party's thin body, he didn't say anything, but kept frowning tightly and didn't let go.

Jin Heng said, "I'm going upstairs."

Wen Yan: "Yes."

Jin Heng pulled the schoolbag that was about to slip off, turned around and walked towards the alley, the puddles on the ground were illuminated by the cold moonlight, before he took two steps, Wen Yan's lazily drawn-out voice suddenly sounded behind him, " Hey--"

Jin Heng turned around, thinking that he had changed his mind, and wanted to go upstairs to sit down, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan's car was parked at the entrance of the alley, and there was a broken street lamp beside him, so that Jin Heng couldn't see his expression clearly. After a long while, he heard him suddenly say, "Lao Tzu cover you."

Translate this sentence, it is equivalent to, I will protect you in the future.

This sentence is said by the elder brother to the younger brother, and the boss said to the subordinates, but it seems that it does not have as much weight as Wen Yan, because what he said will definitely be done, just like in the previous life.

Jin Heng was taken aback when he heard the words, and the arc of his lips fell unconsciously, and finally calmed down, and he slowly tightened his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, he glanced at Jin Heng, said nothing more, started the car and left, disappeared like the wind, the roar gradually faded away, and the surrounding was quiet as if nothing had happened.

"..."

Jin Heng turned around and walked upstairs, walking steadily, and did not avoid the puddle when he saw it. The system flew out without a sound, and its blue body was like a streetlight in the dark night, clearly illuminating the surrounding iron railings and narrow corridors.

The system said study hard, take the exam well, and after another year, you can leave here.

This is the best ending it can imagine for Jin Heng.

Jin Heng smiled and shook his head, his voice was soft and sickly, "It's boring."

He has done what the system said in his previous life, and repeating it is quite boring.

The system feels that Jin Heng's thinking is wrong, but feels that this kind of mistake should not be attributed to him, so is it the society's fault? Or is it someone else's fault? The bullying and bullying in the three years of high school was like cutting the rope in the middle of the suspension bridge, and even the rest of my life suddenly fell into the abyss and canyon.

The system thinks of Jin Heng's environment, thinks of the classmates around him, and makes a suggestion... Do you want to try another way?

...

It didn't take long before the results of the last monthly exam were announced. Everyone thought that the top three students in the grade would be the top students in Class 1 and Class 2, but they didn't expect that Cen Qinghua, who was always at the top of the list, would be taken by Squeezed to the second place, the first place was an unknown student——

Class 6, Grade 2, Jin Heng.

Is this a fucking joke?

Everyone who saw the report card most likely had this idea in their minds. Everyone knows how bad the grades of class six are. If their class can squeeze into the top 50 of the grade, it is considered a super-level performance. First place? What a shocking joke.

The bulletin board set up by the school was full of people, all staring at Jin Heng's grades. They were surprised to find that the freshly released No. 1 winner had almost perfect scores in English, Mathematics and Science, except for a few points deducted in Chinese. There was a lot of discussion for a while.

"Damn, people from class six? Really?"

"This could be false. I heard that this time, the test was jointly produced with the No. 3 Middle School, and there is no such high score in the school district over there."

"This is so fucking awesome, it's no different from a perfect score. Does our school still have such a boss?"

Everyone in the outer class was so surprised, not to mention that inside the sixth class, it was no different from being blown up. They only felt that it was more fantasy than the Arabian Nights. Pang Yifan and the others sneered disdainfully, "Maybe the teacher corrected the wrong paper. "

"That's right, it's not like this didn't happen before."

Tang Guo is the class monitor, and often goes to the teacher's office, and listens to the most internal news. Hearing this, he explained, "The teacher of the grade group has checked Jin Heng's paper several times, and it is impossible to correct mistakes."

Pang Yifan still didn't believe it, and he wished the whole class could hear, "That's copied."

Tang Guo frowned. "This time, it's a secret volume jointly produced by the two schools. It's impossible to leak the questions. The teacher can't get the questions in advance. How can Jin Heng copy it? Pang Yifan, you need evidence to say such a thing."

Tang Guo is very popular in the class, even if someone is secretly jealous of Jin Heng, they will not show it on the surface, and Pang Yifan is always bullying, so he will inevitably become the target of siege.

"That's right, just say it with jealousy, why are you looking for so many reasons?"

"Maybe he doesn't want to admit that others are better than him."

"Jin Heng did well in the English test last time. He must have risen. Let's see how proud Cen Qinghua from class two is."

Pang Yifan's face was ugly to the naked eye.

Jin Heng was called to the office by the class teacher just now. As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw a group of people quarreling together, and the noise could be heard in the noisy corridor, but when he appeared, everyone seemed to be choked Like a throat, the voice stopped abruptly.

Last week at the parent-teacher meeting, Jiang Shaolong was beaten up by his father in front of the whole class. I heard that he not only hung out with gangsters, but also stole money from the family. Several teachers couldn't hold him back, so they tried to persuade his father to leave. It didn't take long for Jiang Shaolong to drop out of school and never came to school again.

Furthermore, there was a gossip that said that Jin Heng was very close to those bad boys in Chongming, and the relationship seemed to be quite good. No matter whether it was true or not, others would be more or less afraid, except of course, Pang Yifan.

Jin Heng ignored the eyes that were betting on him, looked at the time, and then went to his seat to pack his schoolbag. Today is the 10th anniversary of the No. 6 Middle School, and the celebration activities were held all morning, and the activities will end at ten o'clock. If you have nothing to do, you can went straight away.

No one else moved, just watching the fun, only Tang Guo came over and said sincerely, "Jin Heng, congratulations, you passed the first grade test, and when I went to the office to hand in my homework, I heard the Chinese teacher praise your composition. Woolen cloth."

Jin Heng smiled, but it made people feel that this expression was like a mask, not real "Thank you."

Tang Guo was very curious, "What did Teacher Yang ask you to go to the office just now?"

Jin Heng put his schoolbag on his shoulders, and there was a graded paper in his hand. A full mark was marked with a bright red pen in the upper right corner, and he said, "I did some problems."

The classmates in the class don't believe in his grades, let alone the teachers of the grade group. Teacher Yang was quite tactful, and randomly ordered a set of papers for him to do in front of his face. Seeing that he had done all the questions accurately, he breathed a sigh of relief, and told him to continue to keep it with a smile on his face, and then let him he's gone.

Tang Guo nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

At noon, Jin Heng and Yan Na went to find Wen Yan and the others as usual, and walked all the way to the school gate of Chongming Vocational High School. Yan Na didn't stop talking, covering her face in despair, as if the sky was about to fall "Why did you get the first grade in the exam?"

She could already foresee that when the results of the two were compared together, Xu Meng would laugh at her situation.

Jin Heng thought to himself that he had done that set of papers more than ten years ago, and it wouldn't be too shameful to fail the exam. Seeing that Yan and the others seemed to be out of school, he asked, "Shall we wait outside?"

Yan Na went straight in, and the security guard didn't stop her, "What are you waiting for? There is still more than an hour. Is Xu Meng worthy of making my aunt wait so long?"

Wen Yan and Xu Meng's class was at the first corner of the corridor on the third floor. It was the end of get out of class time, and there was a lot of noise inside. The level of noise was more than one grade higher than that of No. 6 Middle School. Students smoking could be seen everywhere in the corner of the corridor.

It was the first time for Jin Heng to enter the interior of Chongming. He looked around and finally stopped by the classroom window. Through a thin layer of glass, he could clearly see the situation inside. How should I put it, it was not as bad as imagined. But not much better.

Probably because the teacher is not there after class, the students are more presumptuous, some people get together to play poker in twos and threes, some young couples lean together to cuddle and do whatever they want, but there is no learning atmosphere.

Jin Heng looked for it row by row, and finally found Wen Yan's figure in the corner by the window. He seemed to be very sleepy, lying on the table lazily to catch up on sleep. Dull wine red.

Hmm...Dye your hair?

Yan Na said, "They dyed it yesterday."

Xu Meng picked up and dyed a few strands of purple hair. It's pretty good. The cold and handsome guy just became a killer. How should I put it, he kept trying and trying again and again in his youth.

Yan Na seemed to come here often, bent over and quietly pushed open the back door of the classroom and walked in. A boy saw her and called her sister-in-law as a joke. Xu Meng was originally playing games. Hearing the movement, he raised his head, let out a yo, and immediately drove away the tablemate beside him, hooked his hands, and pulled Yan Na into his arms, "Why are you here?"

Jin Heng is a new face. When he followed Yan Na into the classroom, several girls stared at him. They couldn't take their eyes back. There are many handsome guys in Chongming, but most of them are handsome. It's rare to see such clean and sunny ones. .

Wen Yan didn't fall asleep, and was in a half-asleep state all the time. The surroundings were so noisy that he had to take sleeping pills to fall asleep. He heard the surroundings were quiet for a while, and felt something was wrong. He finally raised his head from the table and found Jin Heng I don't know when it appeared in front of me "..."

Wen Yan might suspect that he was hallucinating, wiped his face, and looked at him slowly, his voice was still a little sleepy, "Jin Heng?"

Wen Yan's tablemate had a fever and asked for leave, and the seat next to him was empty. Seeing this, Jin Heng put down his schoolbag and sat next to him. When he smiled, he was milky and obedient, with clean eyes, "I don't have class in the afternoon, so I came to see you Yes, Yan Na led the way."

Yan Na sat in front, with her back to Wen Yan, she reached out her hand and said yes, "You're welcome."

Usually Wen Yan went to the gate of No. 6 Middle School to wait for Jin Heng to come. The number of times Jin Heng came to Chongming was quite infrequent, and he could count on one hand.

Wen Yan sat up straight slowly, and then touched the back of his neck, but he didn't expect him to come here, "...I'll come here when I come."

Anyway, there are a lot of people skipping classes in their class, and the teacher is getting old, so he probably can't remember who is in the class, so it shouldn't be a big problem to keep his head down and skip a class. , please keep in mind:,