C10 Chapter 10

She said, "I'm sorry, Brother Kun. We were dealing with some internal matters in our class. I didn't expect to disturb your meal."

Brother Kun said, "It's fine to disturb me while I eat. My clothes are very expensive. I heard that Elder Sister Yan's family is very rich, so this bit of money shouldn't be a problem. "

Shen Qiuyan smiled and said, "Whether I have the money or not has nothing to do with you. Your clothes will be cleaned after washing them. At most, I'll just give you five yuan for the cleaning fee."

Brother Kun's expression immediately changed. "Shen Qiuyan, don't go overboard. Have you students of Class 12 gotten used to being headmasters of our school and forgotten about the existence of our Class 11?"

Shen Qiuyan sneered, "How could I forget? With your big brother Kun's name, your eleventh class will forever be like a thunderclap piercing the ears. " After which, he turned around and faced the crowd.

I quickly hid behind a tall guy, Shen Qiuyan said, "That guy called Xiao Ling, let me tell you, this is not the end! If you have the guts, don't show up in class! " With that, he ordered his little brothers and little sisters to leave.

As Shen Qiuyan and the others were walking out of the cafeteria, Big Brother Kun looked at Shen Qiuyan's back and shouted, "Elder Sister Yan, the matter between our class isn't over!"

Shen Qiuyan ignored him and walked out. At this moment, the school security arrived late and ran out to clean up the battlefield.

It seems that every time there was a fight, unless there was a "heavy loss", they would come out to sweep the place clean. I knew about it several times, except the war between our school and No. 3 High School back then.

Because something happened in the cafeteria, I didn't dare to go. In the afternoon, I called Elder Brother Jia and asked him to meet me at a roadside stall in front of the school. Some students would come here to eat, but rich people like Shen Qiuyan would not enter this food stall.

I even deliberately found a corner to sit down and wait for him.

It was probably because of First Uncle's reputation that this guy had come on time.

As he said on the phone, he was wearing a black jacket, jeans, and a picture of a dangerous object in the middle of his jacket.

He was very thin, so thin that he looked a little unhealthy, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

After sitting down, he kept bowing to me, which made me uncomfortable.

After all, he was a high school student.

We didn't have much to say to each other before I got straight to the point. "You should know me, at least you've heard of me. Xiao Ling …"

That guy was stunned for a moment before he said, "The middle part of the third level of the beginner's class …" "Oh, Xiao Ling from Class 12 right now. I, I heard about you, but I really didn't expect you to be Elder Brother Hao's nephew."

Of course he recognized me. There were probably a lot of people at school who had never seen me before and heard my name, especially those bad boys.

I should be a famous soft persimmon in their eyes, right?

I smiled and said, "You've disgraced my uncle."

Elder Brother Jia hurriedly said: "No, no, that's not what I meant!" Then, unable to find any words to soften the atmosphere, he said, "If there's anything I can do to help, just say so."

I said, "Actually, you should also know that I just don't want to be harassed by those people."

I deliberately called bullying harassment to give myself some face.

Elder Brother Jia also understood what I mean and said: "Cough, like I said, how can Elder Brother Hao's nephew always be content with being bullied by others... "Harassment..."

I could only smile awkwardly.

Elder Brother Jia said, "You know, in this school, if you don't get bullied, you can only be a little stronger and be a little more horizontal. "Ever since the academy's privatization, many students from key classes and those with weaker personalities have been bullied. I estimate that every student has been bullied before, including those who bully others now."

I thought to myself: It seems that there really is no other way but to use violence against others.

I still want to be a good student, but now it looks like I have to be a bad student.

I had already become like this in the beginning of the third grade. I really didn't dare to imagine what would happen in the future. If this goes on, I probably wouldn't even have the heart to think about the high school entrance exam.

I said, "Is there a quick way to solve my problem?"

Elder Brother Jia said, "This guy wants to be strong, fast and slow, but I believe Elder Brother Hao's nephew will soon be able to rule his own world."

The meaning behind his words was that there was no quick way out. He could only do it step by step, and even wanted to establish his own power in the school.

At the time, I didn't understand all of this, but now that I think about it, my uncle probably wanted me to stand in front of the school. You know, in this city, the so-called "hooligans and gangsters" invade private campuses that have loose management and are very good at nurturing their own people from hot-blooded teenagers... It could also strengthen their reputation.

Therefore, most of the technical, professional and private high schools in the city had some so-called undergraduates who were related to those who were working outside the school. They would then develop their own 'team' in the school.

At that time, I was helpless and afraid, but weighing things up, I couldn't think of any other way. Fifteen years old might be the age when a hot-blooded impulsive youth is led astray by the nose.

So I chose compromise, and my compromise, on the other hand, was called uplifting and rebellion.

I started to ask Elder Brother Jia about his connections, wanting to know if he had any ideas and plans to help me get revenge and avoid being bullied.

Uncle was very good to me. Even if he couldn't protect me, he would definitely let me find Elder Brother Jia. I thought so at the time.

However, Elder Brother Jia said to me: "You really have to work in this school. First, you have to understand the basic situation of this school, I understand this a little, but right now I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. How about this, I'll go back and pass you my QQ."

And I said, "I... I don't have a computer. "

Elder Brother Jia slapped his head and said, "Oh yeah, hey, then aren't you going to the Internet Cafe?"

I said, "No..."

Elder Brother Jia said, "You're awesome... "I didn't expect Huang Loonghao's nephew to be such a good student …"

This sentence was no different from scolding me.

But it's a fact that I don't go to the Internet Cafe very often.

The first time I went to the Internet cafe was when I was having a reunion with my classmates. I applied for a QQ and was beaten half to death by Father Xiao when I returned home.

After that, I didn't dare to go anymore. I only dared to occasionally surf the Internet in my school computer class.

But this time, I didn't want to be looked down on again. I said, "Just directly send it to my QQ. When you have time, wait for me on the internet!"

Elder Brother Jia immediately said: "Alright! Tomorrow afternoon after school, you go online, I'm sure QQ online. "

After that, he quickly ran. The way he ran was rather strange, as if he was a vicious dog that was rushing to pounce and eat.

At the time, he said he wasn't feeling well, and I didn't really understand what was going on.

Moreover, I didn't expect that meeting Elder Brother Jia would result in me walking down the road of no return. Thinking about it now, it was probably from that point onwards that my life officially deviated from its original direction.

With a mixture of apprehension and excitement, I waited another day. In order to make Father Xiao and Mother Xiao not doubt me and not pick on me, I went home and sat at my desk, writing like a good student. Sure enough, they didn't cause me any more trouble. Mother Xiao even made me a glass of milk before I went to bed.

I didn't listen to any of the lessons the next day. Sadly, the teacher, who didn't even care if I had a table or a chair, often came to find trouble with me when I was absent-minded in class, occasionally scolding me. Stunned by my fury of vengeance, I immediately added my teacher to my 'blacklist'.

That afternoon, when it was about time for school to end, before the teacher even mentioned the end of class, I carried my school bag and dashed out of the classroom.

Shen Qiuyan and the rest of them, who had not bullied me for the whole day, were probably holding back as they followed me out. I had no choice but to ignore the curses they were making behind me as I ran out of the school.

Shen Qiuyan's group picked up the bricks and threw them at me. I could only dodge. Luckily, I was nimble and my physical education was not bad. If I was like the little fatty Lin Teng, I would have probably been smashed to pieces by the brick.

I rushed out of the crowd in an extremely sorry state and into the street outside the school.

Normally, I would never take this route. This road leads to the Internet Cafe. For a 'good student' like me, this street is similar to a forbidden area or Devil's Cave.

Shen Qiuyan and the rest probably didn't expect that I would come here. I ran forward a few steps and stopped chasing after them.

I had five dollars in my pocket. At that time, five dollars was enough for me to surf the Internet Cafe for two hours.

My mother gave me the five dollars for breakfast and lunch.

Father Xiao wouldn't let me eat the breakfast he made himself. He said he wanted to sell it for money, and I didn't want to eat it. At the time, I had no more than a dollar for breakfast, because I didn't eat much, and lunch — a piece of meat — was a dollar and a dollar, and fifty cents for food, three dollars at most, and a little money left over every day.

This little bit of money could have been saved and slowly accumulated.

But since I moved to Class 12, Mom didn't want to trust me anymore, so I had to turn in the rest of my money every day.

I was helpless to open a computer for a piece of a five open, timidly went online, silly QQ.

Then he quickly added Elder Brother Jia according to the number he gave me.

As expected, he was online. He quickly passed the verification and sent a message to me: "Alright, Elder Brother Hao's nephew."

Actually, I don't like it. I have my own name. But at that time, I typed very slowly and could only reply with a single emoji.

I even spent a lot of time looking for an expression.

Elder Brother Jia wanted to chat with me for a while, but maybe I typed too slowly, making him speechless. He could only cut straight to the point and said: "Elder Brother Hao's nephew, I told you that if you want to develop your power in the school, you must first understand the structure that the school has developed."