C11 Chapter 11

I replied, "Oh!"

Elder Brother Jia said, "In this school, there are only two people who can be called bosses. One is Class 11's sports commissioner, Wu Kun, and the other is Class 12's Shen Qiuyan. Those people who harassed you at the beginning, they are nothing but fart."

I could only reply, "Oh!"

I didn't realize what kind of power I was going to build. I felt that this was a kind of corruption, so I felt that it was pointless to try to figure it out, but I didn't dare to say anything more. Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to type so quickly and it wouldn't be easy to reply.

The other side sent another message: "If it's High School Department, then there's someone called Yu Nan right now. Everyone calls him Elder Brother Yu'nan, but in name, he has the final say... The teacher also allowed him to speak a bit. But I guess a good student like you won't be staying here to go to high school, right? "

Yes, I want to go to No.1 Middle School. I think public high school like that is my future. But if I get bullied like this, I won't be able to go anywhere. I might even get into a higher position.

He was still blabbering on and on when I finally said, "Just tell me, do you know anyone who can help me solve this problem?"

The other side went silent. He didn't reply for a long time. After a while, he said: "Didn't Elder Brother Hao tell you? Hur Hur, my contacts aren't good. Actually, I was also bullied myself …" "I can't speak very clearly. Even if I do, no one will come to help …"

I started to grumble inwardly. Just who had Eldest Uncle found me. What was the point of finding someone like him even if he was willing to help me? Could it be that Uncle can't help me because he doesn't have any influence in our school?

The other side suddenly said: "Wait, Elder Brother Hao's nephew, I seem to have thought of a reason why Elder Brother Hao asked you to find me. I have a solution that might be able to help you."

I hastily replied, "What method?"

The other side said: "This depends on me and also on you. If you can be stubborn, in the future when those people in the middle will bully you, as long as you resist boldly and let everyone know that you have the ability to resist, I don't think you need to worry about this."

I thought: Is it going to work? I fought boldly, and even if I resisted once, what would happen after that? They would only bully me even more, right?

Can you really? I said.

Elder Brother Jia said, "Don't worry, don't worry. I'll help you with the rest of the stuff."

I turned off the QQ dubiously, but this more or less gave me a little courage. In the end, Elder Brother Jia told me: "Remember, the more you can fight back, the better …"

The bigger the better, do you want me to commit murder and arson?

However, at this moment, I secretly reminded myself: I can't run anymore, isn't it just fighting? Even if I don't know how to hit, I've already had a good beating, and I'm no longer afraid of pain.

Am I really being touched all my life?

The next day, when I arrived at the school, I still didn't have a table or a chair. But this time, instead of standing carefully in the back, I saw an empty table and chair being moved directly to the last row.

My expression and actions were extremely calm, completely ignoring the astonished gazes of the people beside me.

Not long after, the person that I moved my table and chair into the classroom slowly carried a backpack and entered the classroom. That fellow was the boy that was in the cafeteria and had been besieging me from all sides. He saw that his seat was empty and stayed in place for a long time before he raised his head and looked around me after exchanging a few words with the people beside him.

I will always remember his expression of surprise and anger.

I calmly ate the steamed buns and drank the soy milk. The male student had already walked over and said, "Are you courting death?"

I looked up. "What's the matter?"

The boy said, "This is my desk and chair."

I said, "Yeah, I know, let me sit for a day."

The boy said, "Did you eat the heart of a bear today? Get away from me! "

I said, "I've been standing there for so many days, what's wrong with you standing there for me today? It's very fair! "

The boy swore as he waved my breakfast down to the ground. Half a bun fell to the dry concrete and soy milk fell to the floor.

I gnashed my teeth as I slowly stood up. "You! Go and buy me another set. Or you can use it as my noodles and lick all the soy milk on the floor!"

"What did you say?!" The boy was stunned.

I said, "Do you want me to repeat myself? Why don't you buy me another set or lick the soy milk off the floor!"

"I'm CNM!" The boy waved a hand in my face.

I did not dodge and got a solid slap. The sound was so loud that everyone in the class looked at us. A few of them had also stood up.

Still unperturbed, I said, "One last time."

The person did not understand. "What? What last time. "

I said, "This is the last time you'll hit me."

I could clearly see him tremble for a moment, but I still said, "Trash, how dare a coward like you …"

"Pah!"

Before he could finish, I slapped him back with the full force of my blow.

I am always afraid of things, always afraid of what I do "sequelae," so there is always a bit of hesitation behind the stubborn character. But now, I'm ready to cross this hurdle.

The boy shouted, "How dare you hit me!"

Without a word, I lifted the chair behind me and swept it over him.

The boy staggered a few steps to the side and almost fell off. I kicked the table away and punched him in the face before he could react.

I've never hit anyone like this before, probably because I'm afraid it might cause a face slap.

The boy was completely stunned by me, and so was everyone else in the class.

I grabbed the boy by the neck and pushed him over to the back table. The boy at the table behind him quickly moved aside.

I slapped him right and left, slapping him back and forth, saying, "I'm CNM, aren't you amazing? Aren't you very capable? Didn't you call me a coward? "

The man twisted his body in an attempt to resist. I jabbed my knee between his legs, and he immediately fell to the ground, begging for mercy. "Stop, stop! Please stop! I'm going to die!"

After a while, I let go of him, pushed him aside, and said, "None of you will get away!" I yelled at the class. "I know exactly what any of you did to me. Don't even think about running away!"

I pointed to one of the girls who touched me that day and said, "You!" Then he turned to the others who had bullied me and said, "And you, you! I will definitely not let you off! "

I'm having a good time.

Suddenly, a female voice came from the entrance of the class. "Who are you going to let go of? "Coward?"

I was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, Shen Qiuyan was standing at the entrance.

She looked at me coldly and repeated, "Who are you going to let go of?"

I grit my teeth, knowing I can't back down, and I say, "Everyone, everyone! I won't forgive any of you who bully me! "

Shen Qiuyan came forward, and I stood there, and she came towards me, and I waited for her to strike me.

However, she didn't attack me. Instead, she brushed shoulders with me and walked towards the boy who just got up from the ground.

"Elder Sister Yan …" The boy lowered his head.

Shen Qiuyan waved her hand and slapped him, saying, "So useless, how could he do this?"

Then he turned and pointed at me. "Where are the others? Are they all dead? "

Four or five students stood up, but no one dared to rush over.

Shen Qiuyan said, "Go on! What are you all standing there for? "

Perhaps my actions just now really scared them a little. They dawdled for a long time, but still didn't move.

Shen Qiuyan was furious. After all, she was a girl and didn't have the calmness of a boy. She picked up a stool and walked up while ordering, "Hit me!"

Upon seeing their 'Elder Sister Yan' make a move, they too charged forward brazenly. The six of them each carried a stool.

I think I'm finished, but this time I don't think I can run away.

I looked around and all the students moved aside. Worse still, the students moved their tables and chairs to one side, as if they were making room for me to be beaten.

I clenched my teeth. Wasn't it just getting beaten up? Do I get beaten up too much at home? He then rushed towards a boy who seemed to be relatively weak.

That guy's actually around the same size as me, I don't know how to make Elder Sister Yan accept him.

He was a little confused, so before he could smash his chair against me, I reached out and pulled his chair back before he could do anything.

Actually, in this world, there were more cowards than vicious people. A person who was ruthless would usually have invincible 'strength'.

The guy might have been in a wait-and-see state, afraid of getting hurt, but I pulled him away.

I grabbed the "weapon," but at the same time another stool slammed into me from the side, hitting me in the back, knocking me forward.

At the same time, the chair in my hand couldn't help but swing forward. The kid who had his' weapon 'stolen quickly retreated out of fear.

I used a stool to support myself from falling to the ground. After suffering a few more blows to my back, everyone's eyes turned red. I didn't dare to turn around because if I did, I would end up in a miserable state.

The stools kept coming down, and I slowly lowered myself. They probably thought I'd been knocked down and were going to come up and punch me. I suddenly straightened up and turned before they could raise their stools and swing.

I swung the chair in front of one of the boys, and the man jumped and dodged. The stool hit him on the shoulder, and he dropped to the floor, clutching his shoulder.

I didn't care about the pain in my back – I would have been beaten black and blue by now, but I had to keep hitting him to ensure that I didn't get hurt any more.