A Lucky Coin

Today is the first day of class. The people in the dormitory don’t know if they haven’t been relieved from the exhaustion of military training or simply haven’t recovered from the laziness of summer vacation. In short, when we were in bed at the beginning of today, they even got up early. Zhou Chunyang was still sleeping with his head covered.

Sitting on the bed against the wall on the first day of the new year, he got up early because he didn't sleep too much yesterday.

I feel like an old dog who can't sleep well every day.

Before meeting Yan Hang, he didn't think about anything every day, he just thought about how to avoid the Li Zihaos and how to make himself more transparent. After Yan Hang left, he thought more simply, just to find Yan Hang .

But after finding Yan Hang, he was old.

The characteristic of old dogs is that they don't sleep well and they always dream.

After dreaming that Yan Hang was shirtless doing push-ups last time, ten days later, he dreamed of Yan Hang again, this time Yan Hang was dressed neatly.

But he kept walking in front.

He followed behind, trying desperately to chase and couldn't catch up. He couldn't take steps anyway, he was about to climb, and his speed was not as fast as the hedgehog next to him. He wanted to call for Yan Hang to wait for him, but he couldn't shout. Speak out.

This feeling is much more painful than always being unable to find a toilet and never dialing the correct phone number in a dream.

Mainly because of running tired.

He felt sore all over his body now.

After getting up and washing, the people in the dormitory were still asleep. He stood in the middle of the dormitory, wondering whether he should knock on the lunch box and shout twice like Zhou Chunyang, or slap on the shoulders directly like Zhang Qiang.

He is embarrassed, even if the people in the dormitory treat him well, he doesn't have that confidence.

But there is a simple and quick way.

He walked to Zhou Chunyang's bed and woke up Zhou Chunyang.

"Huh?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him with a dazed expression.

"It's going to be late." I showed him the time on his mobile phone.

"You alone?" Zhou Chunyang sat up.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

Zhou Chunyang yawned, got out of bed and walked to the shelf, took a rice bowl and a spoon, and knocked around the dormitory. Everyone leaned in and knocked twice.

"Get up, get up..."

"I—fuck!" Li Ziqiang cursed.

This efficiency is high, and within two minutes, all the people in the dormitory sit up.

Just when everyone was yawning and preparing to wash, Su Bin was the first to enter the toilet and shut the door.

"Fuck," Zhang Qiang looked at the toilet door, "He couldn't get out within ten minutes after he entered, and he kept a group of people out every time!"

"Constipation?" Gao Xiaoyang said.

"Who knows, I really want to give him all the tricks." Zhang Qiang said.

"I'll go to the bathroom next door," Zhou Chunyang said. "If they get up early, they should be done by now."

Many of the students in the school are local. Zhou Chunyang knew each other two days after he arrived. Except for the dormitory where he had fought before, he followed his dormitory when he entered other dormitories on this floor.

Speaking of this, I really admire Zhou Chunyang and envy him in the first year of junior high school.

Unlike myself, who obviously didn't have the confidence to do anything, and was afraid of being laughed at everything, but actually got a dog on his head.

Su Bin hasn't come out, and a few people in the dormitory are cursing outside, and he can continue to squat in there calmly. This kind of mental quality is also very strong.

He planned to go to the cafeteria for breakfast in the first year of junior high. Except for the third year of junior high, he missed class because of Yan Hang and his father. He didn't even arrive late at other times. In the first class of the new school, his inertia for so many years made him not want to Late.

And he also wants to go to the classroom earlier and occupy a remote corner. Compared to when he was in junior high school, the most pleasant thing about class now is that he can sit casually.

"Go to the cafeteria?" Wu Xu asked, "I'll be with you."

"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.

There are a lot of students in the hallway, those with toothbrushes in their mouths, shirtless showing their muscles and pretending to do morning exercises, walking back and forth without knowing why...

On the first day of the junior high school, he habitually bowed his head and walked forward. I don't know if it was because I thought too much. I always felt that these people were looking at him.

Where's the local dog?

Where's the dog!

He and Wu Xu just walked through the corridor, and before they reached the top of the stairs, they heard some noise behind them.

When I turned around on the first day of the first year, I saw Zhou Chunyang and a shirtless man coming out of the 407's dormitory.

Among the few local students who came to Zhou Chunyang that day, he didn't see this shirtless man. Is this Zhou Chunyang's new enemy?

The idle people in the corridor were quickly attracted by them, some stopped to watch, and some stepped forward to watch.

"What the hell am I going to do?" Wu Xu was shocked. He arrived late at school and he didn't even see the first fight. He was just stunned now.

I was a little worried on the first day of the new year, and again I don’t know what to do.

The shirtless man is one size bigger than Zhou Chunyang in size, but his combat power does not prevail. Zhou Chunyang is still very powerful when he is not wearing glasses. In just a few seconds, he hits three punches, and every punch hits Brother Bangzi. s face.

Just when he felt that he might not need to help, two people rushed out of the dormitory, and he recognized one of them was the pick that day.

It’s not over!

After the two joined the battle, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and then Zhou Chunyang was struggling.

"Go and help." Wu Xu said after he recovered.

In the first year of junior high school, I felt that the sound of sighs in his head could almost fly out of his head. He had no experience with classmates and had no idea what to do in this situation.

But Wu Xu opened his mouth, and he also saw the door of 403 opened, and Li Ziqiang rushed out from inside.

Follow the people in the dormitory, gritted your teeth and ran behind Wu Xu.

The people in Brother Bangzi's dormitory seemed to be more peaceful than their 403. Li Ziqiang and his group came out to fight. In addition to Brother Bangzi and the two who had fought before, the people who came out behind were all fighting.

But it is not easy to hold this kind of scene.

At this time, it is necessary for the auto repair team to pull the big king, and the people of the rivers and lakes are called the native dog.

He didn't want to fight in the first grade, but if someone wanted to fight, he was still willing to help.

After the past, it is still the old rule. Grab your arm and pull back, pushing people out one by one.

But when he stretched one, and then grabbed Brother Bangzi's arm, he suddenly saw blood on Zhou Chunyang's face, and half of his face was flushed from the corner of his forehead.

He suddenly felt scared.

Just now, let's not say whether he hit Zhou Chunyang with the few punches of Brother Bangzi. With his experience in practicing boxing every day, even if he hits it, it is impossible to punch people with such a big hole.

This made him suddenly think of Liang Bing's shameless thing, and the one he drew on Yan Hang's face at the beginning still made Chu Yi angry.

When he was about to push Brother Bangzi away, he took the time to punch Zhou Chunyang in the face.

Without even thinking about it in the first time, he raised his arm and blocked the way of his punch.

The punch from his arm hit his arm.

Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain!

If it wasn't for the habit of not daring to speak when there were too many people on the first day of the junior high school, I would definitely shout at this moment.

Pain can make people angry, especially when people who use insidious tricks when fighting are extremely disgusting.

On the first day of the new year, after raising his arm to carry this punch, he turned his head and looked at his arms.

The raised fist paused in the air.

Chuyi didn't know why this look back had such an effect, but he still seized the opportunity, got up suddenly, and slammed his shoulder against his chest.

The bladder was knocked back and flew out four or five steps away, leaning on the railing of the corridor before sitting on the ground without a fart.

On the first day of the junior high school, he stood still and looked at his arms.

The pain in his arm ran over his arm and shoulders from time to time. He didn't even need to look to know that the arm was bleeding, and the blood flowed down to his fingertips.

His arms still looked fierce at the moment, but for some reason, he leaned on the railing and did not move.

I didn't know what to do in the first year of junior high school, so I could only continue to stare at him.

"Don't fight!" Gao Xiaoyang yelled at this moment, taking the time to say, "After a while, no one can eat the fruits!"

The timing of this sentence is very good.

The group of people finally separated, each staring back and forth.

Only in the first year of junior high school, I was still staring.

It was not what he wanted to do, but he was suddenly very embarrassed and nervous. He even moved his gaze to fear that he would be noticed.

"Brother Dog!" Hu Biao arrived at the first day of the junior high school and grabbed his arm, "Forget it, Brother Dog, forget it, calm down, and treat the wound first."

What dog...

What's the matter, brother...

Still calm down...

In the first year of junior high school, he wanted to hold his head and run away. Hu Biao's words made him a stab who didn't want to stop fighting.

He quickly turned around and followed the people in the dormitory back.

"It's better not to come to our dormitory again," Yi Zi suddenly said from behind, "My fucking thing is gay, fucking gay."

All the people in a corridor were stunned.

It took at least ten seconds on the first day of the new year to realize what the arm was saying.

Gay?

stupid gay?

Are you talking about Zhou Chunyang?

Everyone looked at Zhou Chunyang.

With a calm face, Zhou Chunyang slowly took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood on his face, then took out the glasses from his pocket and wiped it slowly.

"Bad gay!" Zhang Zi cursed again and sipped to the ground.

"Don't be afraid," Zhou Chunyang put on his glasses and smiled at him, "I look down on you, you are very safe."

The arm rushed forward and was held back by someone.

"Don't you fucking disgust this disgusting one," Li Ziqiang regained his senses, and pointed to his shoulders, "I think you are the most disgusting goddamn. If you have a damn sentence, I will give you a broomstick. ."

After Li Ziqiang's "fuck" with a strong sense of rhythm, he was almost lost in the first grade of junior high school.

He followed the dormitory back to the house, and after closing the door, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the door and didn't want to move.

Su Bin had already come out of the toilet at this moment, holding a book, and walking towards the door, glanced at Zhou Chunyang: "No wonder people always trouble you..."

"You stand for me!" Zhang Qiang pointed at him.

Su Bin ignored him, and walked directly to the first day of the junior high school: "Let me give in, I'm going to have breakfast."

On the first day of the junior high school, I stood still and leaned against the door.

He felt that no matter what, whether Zhou Chunyang was a homosexual or gay or not, the people in the same dormitory had a normal relationship. Su Bin's performance at this time was very uncomfortable.

Oh.Su Bin's relationship with them is not good.

"I thought you were not pleasing to your eyes!" Zhang Qiang came over, grabbed Su Bin, and pushed him onto Hu Biao's bed behind him.

Probably because the fighting time was too short just now, he didn't enjoy himself. At this moment, he grabbed Hu Biao's towel and was blindfolded to Su Bin's head. He pounced on it and began to slap his fists.

"Hey!" Hu Biao was stunned, "That's my bed!"

Zhang Qiang ignored him and continued to beat Su Bin.

"Fuck, forget it," Hu Biao sighed and turned his head, "Will you treat your wounds, wash it?"

"I have a small medicine box." Zhou Chunyang went over to open his cabinet and took out a small plastic box from it and placed it on the table.

"Damn," Wu Xu watched in shock as he took out the materials for the one-stop service of disinfection, cleaning and dressing from the box, "Are you fighting with people every day, everything is so complete?"

"My mother prepared it for me," Zhou Chunyang said. "She thinks I will be beaten to death at any time, so I'm prepared to be able to support the ambulance."

"How is your arm in the first year of junior high school?" Li Ziqiang asked.

While watching Zhang Qiang beating Su Bin on the bed on the first day of the junior high school, he walked to the table: "Let him stop, go ahead."

"Zhang Qiang!" Li Ziqiang shouted, "It's almost done."

Zhang Qiang stopped his hand: "Damn it."

Su Bin lifted the towel and stood up, his hair was messed up, his clothes were torn apart, but the expression on his face was firm, he changed his clothes in silence, combed his hair, and walked out of the dormitory with his head held up.

"He just owes his mouth," Li Ziqiang said. "If you don't resist a beating, you can get a double blow."

"I didn't work hard." Zhang Qiang sat down by the table.

"I'm sorry everyone, I've got you two troubles," Zhou Chunyang took out a small bottle of normal saline and put it in front of the first day of the junior high school, "washing and disinfecting."

"Oh." Xiaoyi responded.

"I'll help you dog brother." Hu Biao immediately came over and picked up the bottle.

"Thank you," Zhou Chunyang said while dealing with the injury of his forehead in the mirror on the table, "I don't want to go around, the fool is telling the truth. If any of you feel unacceptable, you can just say that I apply for a change of dormitory or Go out and rent a house."

"Who can't accept it?" Li Ziqiang looked at a few people.

"This is Chunyang's private matter," Gao Xiaoyang said. "It didn't affect anyone. I have no opinion."

"Don't tell me if you want to see me," Zhang Qiang said, "As long as you don't come to me, I have no opinion at all."

Zhou Chunyang smiled and sighed, and turned the mirror to face him: "Brother Xiaoqiang, would you like to take a picture?"

"Go!" Zhang Qiang patted the table.

Several people were all happy.

After the wound was treated, there was no time to eat breakfast. Several people went to the canteen to buy bread and went directly to the teaching building.

Zhou Chunyang's injury was on his forehead, he wore a hat to cover it, and the injury on his arm on the first day of the first year was also specially covered by a long-sleeved T-shirt.

They fought two fights in their dormitory as soon as the school started. If you let the teacher know about this, they probably will have trouble.

But although the teachers didn’t notice it, the students basically knew it in just a dozen minutes. After all, the two dormitories were facing face to face. Fighting in the corridor here, and watching HD live broadcasts in the corridor over there. Up.

The first day of the new year was a bit tormented.

Since calling here, he has always been onlookers. This is really uncomfortable for him. He just hopes that no one will look down on him and bully him, and he doesn't want to be the center of sight.

But now they are coming, everyone should be watching Zhou Chunyang.

The classroom was already full. On the first day of the new year, we sat in the last two rows with a few people in the dormitory. Zhou Chunyang sat next to him.

This is a public class. I read the textbook on the first day of the junior high school and made sure I didn't get the wrong book faintly.

career.

The name of this class sounds a bit magical.

The teacher in the class was an old man with white hair. He didn't even introduce himself when he entered the classroom, so he wrote Liu on the blackboard and started the lecture.

Zhou Chunyang yawned next to him before speaking for three minutes.

My eyelids felt a little heavy on the first day of the new year.

This teacher Liu speaks very quietly. He always wanders in class in the first year of the junior high school. Now his tone of voice is simply forced to distract.

However, it was not a window but a wall, and he had nothing to see, so he could only stare at the textbook.

When Zhou Chunyang yawned for the third time, he also yawned.

Zhou Chunyang smiled: "Finally infected."

"I can't tell you what he said or what he said." Chuyi sighed.

"It doesn't matter if you listen to this lesson," Zhou Chunyang said, "Don't you see that he doesn't even order his name? This lesson will be held for two years."

On the first day of the new year, he smiled and got down on the table.

Homosexuality.

He looked at Zhou Chunyang from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Chunyang is actually gay?

He has no concept of this word at all. All the content related to homosexuality that he can think of in his mind comes from the funny roles in various movies.

Zhou Chunyang is not at all. Although he looks very gentle with glasses, he is not a bitch at all, and even that little gentle energy is lost when fighting.

How could such a person be gay?

I felt very incomprehensible in the first year.

But there is no way to ask.

Zhou Chunyang seemed quite calm, but he still couldn't ask about this kind of thing on the first day of the new year. After all, it was someone's private matter, and he could clearly see the contemptuous face when Brother Bangzi said that he was dead.

After class, a few people in their dormitory stood together on the corridor.

Li Ziqiang seemed to be supporting his buddies with a long face, his arms kept on Zhou Chunyang's shoulders.

"Damn it," he looked aside, "I guess it's already spread."

"It's okay," Zhou Chunyang said, "it was spread when I was in junior high school."

"No," Zhang Qiang looked at him, "How did you fight in the morning? How did the 407 stupid know? Were those few 404s that day?"

"When I came out of the toilet, I ran into 407 who was looking for someone in the past," Zhou Chunyang sighed, "Fate."

"No, even if you are... right," Hu Biao frowned. "As for you, you have to hit him once you see him. Have you robbed his boyfriend."

Zhou Chunyang glanced at Hu Biao and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Biao has very broad ideas."

Several people laughed for a long time.

"I didn't fight 404 because of this," Zhou Chunyang said, "I didn't deal with it in the first place. Today, 407...what is it called? He surprised me with such a big reaction."

"I'll ask you about it." Hu Biao said.

"What are you asking?" Zhou Chunyang looked at him.

"Inquire about what 407 is forcing." Hu Biao said.

"Inquire what this is doing, I don't plan to do anything with him." Zhou Chunyang said.

"Don't inquire," Wu Xu said next to him. "It was okay. When you inquired, people thought Chunyang was interested in him."

I had fun with a few people on the first day of the junior high school.

This thing is really a bit magical to him, and the people in the dormitory can enjoy it now, and he hasn't alleviated it yet.

Today's class was arranged very tightly. After one day of class, he realized that this auto repair major was not what he had imagined, squatting around the car every day.

Engine maintenance, automobile circuits, chassis maintenance, and basic electricians are all things that I can't read a book, as well as basic computer and physical education.

The physical education class is probably the easiest, and I just divided into two calls to basketball.

He has been sitting on the sidelines in the first year of junior high school. He can’t play basketball. To be exact, he can’t play any ball. When he was in junior high school, no one called him for the crowded balls, and no one paid attention to the one-on-one balls. .

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao ran over halfway through, "I'm dying, I'm exhausted, will you go up and take my place for a while?"

"I won't." said the first day.

"...Can't it," Hu Biao was stunned, "what's the matter, look at the girls over there, maybe they are all waiting to see you, our dormitory has been attracting attention since the time of military training, one you, one Zhou Chunyang."

"Ah." Chuyi looked at him.

"Now Zhou Chunyang is definitely out of play. People like men," Hu Biao said. "Now it's you."

"Shut up and talk." said the first day of the month.

There were three classes in physical education, auto repair computer and preschool education. After Hu Biao said this, he noticed that there were many preschool girls sitting on the side of the court.

"Go to Xiaoyang." Gao Xiaoyang, who was next to the first chong, said.

"Then I'm going." Gao Xiaoyang stood up and moved his arms to the court.

"Hey." Hu Biao sighed regretfully.

Unfamiliar classes, unfamiliar teachers, unfamiliar teaching methods, this day's class, the first day of the junior year actually felt a little tired, although he recalled it as if he hadn't remembered anything.

After dinner, the people in the dormitory began to play games.

As usual, I did not participate in the first day of the new year. I was lying on the bed listening to a group of people yelling and staring at the roof in a daze.

In the end, he didn't hold back, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Yan Hang.

-Today we fought again with the people in the dormitory next to us

-Is this your way of fitness?

On the first day of the first year, he smiled at Yan Hang's reply for a long time, then closed his smile, hesitated for a while before sending another one.

-Someone asked Zhou Chunyang to trouble him, saying that he was a gay guy

-Zhou Chunyang is gay?

-He admitted, I find it hard to imagine

-You didn't follow along and said that they were gangsters, right?

-how is this possible

Yan Hang didn't reply for a long time, and the screen went black. He turned it on again and looked at Yan Hang's portrait.

I was about to click in to see if there was any new content in Yan Hang's circle of friends.

News from Yan Hang came over.

-He didn't like you, right?

On the first day of the new year, Yan Hang withdrew the news without waiting for a reaction.

-Slow down, I see

-Day, have you been holding your phone?

-Yes, I hugged so tightly that I can’t catch my breath

-[Laughs] I feel inappropriate after I finish talking, and I'm not very polite to Zhou Chunyang, don't want to know it, let people think you have any opinion on him

-Ok, I know

Of course he knew this feeling. One stuttering would make him dare not say much, let alone Zhou Chunyang.

On the first day of the junior high school, I turned over and looked at the few people playing games below.

When he glanced across Zhou Chunyang's face, he was suddenly shocked.

Zhou Chunyang won't be fancy Yan Hang, right?