Beyond The Outline

The phrase in Xu Sheng morning's heart, "Isn't it just military training? It doesn't matter if you exchange it, as long as you don't take an exam, it's a small scene" as if it turned into a slap on his face.

This is a small scene.

There are five or six people on the opposite side, all looking like social youths. They took off their military training uniforms and walked out of the Luzhou base. Standing on the main road, they can go directly to the streets to collect protection fees.

They are not the same as those young and self-proclaimed yellow hairs in the Internet cafe last time.

There is a hostility in his eyebrows...These are really "mixed".

Although Xu Sheng doesn't really do anything with people, the name of Linjiang No. 4 Middle School's "School Overlord" also comes from rumors-he skipped class and went to the Internet cafe with Zhang Feng, and spent the rest of his time in an abandoned warehouse. When he was holding the easel and the pile of paintings, he was rumored to have a fight outside the school for the first time, and when he was called to the office by the head teacher, he did not explain.

"Some classmates said that they saw you leave school privately, did you fight?"

"No fight."

"I didn't fight, if you said I didn't fight, I believe it? Then tell me where you were last night?"

Xu Sheng was silent.

I can’t talk about painting outside last night, and it’s too much trouble when it reaches Xu Yaping.

Xu Sheng only said that he didn't fight, and he didn't say where he went or what he was doing last night. In the end, he lowered his eyes and said "whatever you want" attitude. In the eyes of the teacher, he basically tacitly agreed, so he always overturned the wall The rumors of going out to fight became more and more real. As the current situation was not caught, the teacher could only verbally teach.

Although Xu Sheng's title as a school tyrant is a bit moist.

But it does not mean that he is not good at these.

Young people, young and frivolous, don't like fighting, it doesn't mean that others won't wave back when they fist in front.

Xu Sheng followed Xu Yaping to sublet everywhere, and met many people. The living environment was not good in his early years. He was reluctant to talk to Xu Yaping about many things. Knowing that she was busy, she was exhausted in order to survive: "What's the matter with you? ?"

Xu Sheng glanced down. He didn't say that he was hitting someone, but he said casually: "It fell."

Xu Yaping frowned: "Can you fall like this?" She didn't think much, and said tiredly, "You bring the medicine box. Don't touch the water in recent days."

Later, after going to the studio, there were also a group of thorns in the Kangkai school. Their place was not very peaceful. For a while, Kang Kai always came back to the studio with injuries on his body. The traces of bruising were hidden in his sleeves, and Xu Sheng had to change him. I accidentally saw it when I was painting.

"Don't talk about falling," Xu Sheng said, "I use the rest of this excuse. If you can fall like this, I will throw another one and see, who did I beat?"

"The order is upside down, I am the one who was beaten," Kang Kai frowned: "Then don't tell my mother...It's our school bully, who recently collected protection fees everywhere."

Kang Kai's hands are good at drawing, and his fighting skills are zero.

Kang Kai just confided it casually. After all, Xu Sheng didn't look like he could fight. When he wasn't painting, he would find a place to sleep on his stomach.However, Kang Kai really didn't expect to let the school bully the next day grab his schoolbag and walk into the alley. At this moment, a figure came out not far from the school gate.

"I'll just say it again," Xu Sheng said against the light, "let go."

Kang Kai, who thought that art students would only use paintbrushes, was shocked again on this day.

The speed at which those "school bullies" were knocked down by Xu Sheng was staggering.

After a long time, Kang Kai still couldn't forget that day, Xu Sheng completely became a father in his heart.

The people from Honghai Fourth Middle School in front of them came up and surrounded Xu Sheng.

The person who just called Shao Zhan’s name was clearly the leader. Others consciously gave him a way and got closer. Xu Sheng could clearly smell the smoke from the other person: “I watched it when you were speaking on stage just now. I'm here, I wanted to find you, but I didn't expect it to be so coincidental..." He smiled when he said, "Fate."

Xu Sheng's mind quickly turned a few times: Know?

what relationship?Friends or enemies?

Xu Shengxin said that it shouldn't matter much, maybe it's just an old classmate who I knew before.However, he changed his mind. Thinking of the tattoos on Shao Zhan's shoulder blades and the appearance after the fight, including the chat record that he had glimpsed without comment, he immediately overturned the previous conclusion: it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, Xu Sheng chose an infallible opening remark: "Is there something wrong."

The other party put these three words in his mouth and chewed, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that you have a good mix in Linjiang No. 2 Middle School. Student representative, right? I don't know what your classmates are now..."

"Linjiang Sixth Middle School." Xu Sheng interrupted.

The other side paused: "..."

"You continue." Xu Sheng said.

Xu Sheng vaguely felt that the second half of the sentence should be related to the tattoo hidden on Shao Zhan.

The opposite was interrupted by Xu Sheng recklessly. The atmosphere of the swordsmanship dissipated a little, but he still tried to turn the tide, his voice suddenly lowered deliberately, and whispered: "You classmates, do you know what happened before?"

Xu Sheng confirmed that this is definitely not a friend, and this person has enemies with Shao Zhan.

"You're the same as your dad," the man said with a loud voice, ill-intentioned, "the mouse's son will make holes, pretending to be a good student—"

Shao Zhan's father?

It's amazing to hear people say these things in Shao Zhan's body.

Surprisingly, compared to being curious about what happened to Shao Zhan before, and what happened to Shao Zhan and his dad, Xu Sheng's strongest emotion was actually unhappy.

What the fuck is this kidnapping speech by a gangster.

What a shit.

What Xu Sheng wants to say most is: Fuck, what can you say about me at the same table?

It's a pity that I'm not in my body now, so I can't say this directly.

Xu Sheng didn't have the patience to stand here to deal with these silly forks. He put away the indifferent energy on his body. When he raised his eyes and looked over, he actually showed some coldness similar to Shao Zhan: "Did you finish?"

The other party put the harsh words in half, but Xu Sheng interrupted.

"I have no time to listen to your nonsense," Xu Sheng said, "Go away..."

The word "get away" is too rough, unlike what Shao Zhan would say, and finally Xu Sheng temporarily changed it to: "Get away."

His two unceremonious words brought the already tense atmosphere to the top, and someone on the opposite side took away the bitten cigarette and "fucked".

At the end of the day, Honghai's head teacher came out to find someone along the green road. From a distance, he saw several problem students in the class gathered together, shouting: "——Yang Shiwei, you guys, what are you doing there?"

Although these people usually don't listen to the teacher's discipline, they still have to do superficial skills, and immediately dispersed.

The one called Yang Shiwei was the leader. He fixedly looked at Xu Sheng, took two steps back, and finally left a sentence: "You wait."

I'm afraid you won't make it.

Xu Sheng did not pause at his feet or ignored him, pinching back to the bedroom for five minutes.

Instructor Wang just finished folding a quilt: "I will give you the rest of the time, put the quilt on, and fold the quilt as required. I will check it later."

Xu Sheng slept on the lower bunk, sat on the edge of the bed and began to follow them in a quilt cover. Hou Jun slept on top of him, and the quilt fell into a mess. A long strip fell down and hit Xu Sheng's head: "... "

Hou Jun: "I'm sorry, the skills are unfamiliar."

Tan Kai, who was on the bed by Hou Jun, got into the quilt. He screamed, "I'm going, the zipper of the quilt seems to be locked! Who will save me."

"..."

Xu Sheng sighed and found that it was Shao Zhan who would cover the entire bedroom with quilts.

When they were in a rush, Shao Zhan, who was separated from him by a narrow aisle, had already folded the quilt, and folded it squarely, almost exactly the same as the instructor's display.

Do you learn everything so fast?

After Shao Zhan finished stacking, he glanced at Xu Sheng: "Will you?"

"Not so," Xu Sheng didn't even listen. Where would he go. He grabbed his hair, and finally played a rogue altogether. He reached out to pull Shao Zhan's clothes corner and said, "Teacher, otherwise you teach me?"

Shao Zhan leaned on the pole supported by the bed and looked down to see Xu Sheng's hand holding the corner of his clothes.

After a while, he raised his eyes and uttered four words: "Okay, please."

This sounds like a little bit of teasing.

Shao Zhan just said casually. Unexpectedly, Xu Sheng could bend and stretch. In order not to do it himself, he could say anything. After he was familiar, he would not be burdened at all. The boy suppressed the original public tone and whispered: "... Please."

Shao Zhan rarely wanted to explode in his heart.

Who is playing who on earth.

Shao Zhan was silent for two seconds, and finally walked towards him: "Get up."

Xu Sheng moved to the side and didn't stand up. He just sat with his legs bent and watched Shao Zhan's quilt cover. The few people who had just come to find fault appeared in his mind for no reason.

Do you want to tell him?

Xu Sheng hesitated.

When the stacking was almost finished, Xu Sheng still coughed. In any case, his two sentences just added fuel to the fire. Maybe something really happened: "I met someone from Honghai when I went out just now. Up."

"Passing the note?"

"No," Xu Sheng said. "A few men are smoking cigarettes. It seems to be your former classmates, saying that there are a lot of things."

Xu Sheng obscured the specific content and said: "What is it called, Yang Shiwei."

Shao Zhan's hand movement stopped.

There were not many activities on the first day. In the evening, a movie about national defense education was arranged in the viewing hall.

"Qilian, stand up!"

"sit!"

Before the start of the movie, Instructor Wang led them to practice several times, yelling in fullness while standing up straight until they stood up and sat down neatly.

Instructor Wang: "Take off your hat, keep quiet after a while and pay attention to discipline."

After Shao Zhan took off his hat, he subconsciously wanted to unbutton his clothes. After he put his hands up, he realized that Xu Sheng had already unbuttoned everything that he could.

At eight o'clock exactly, the movie begins.

After turning off the lights, the huge viewing hall fell into dim darkness, and Shao Zhan’s eyes were dark, until the huge screen in front was lit up a little, and a line of film titles was slowly reflected. At this time, the viewing hall was barely bright and the speakers were placed on both sides. , The sound quality is not good, and there will be obvious noise when the volume increases sharply.

Shao Zhan didn't take a closer look at the words on the giant screen.

The dimness of the room at this moment happened to be the best package to hide emotions, and the three words Yang Shiwei kept echoing in his ears.

Xu Sheng heard movement on the side, looked away from the screen, and turned to see that Shao Zhan's position was empty.

Hou Jun also noticed the noise, mainly because the movie was too boring and distracted: "As expected of Brother Sheng, I also want to withdraw from watching the movie. I want to withdraw but I dare not. This movie is really boring...Where is the movie, This is an educational film."

As soon as Hou Jun's voice fell, he heard another movement.

Then he saw Shao Zhan, the avatar of discipline and law-abiding, also stood up, bent over very skillfully, and walked out along the side aisle unobtrusively: "..."

He seems to have broken another big secret.

Xu Sheng opened the door along the aisle and walked out. Outside the cinema hall was the lobby on the third floor. He didn't know which direction Shao Zhan was heading, so he could only wander around.

There was no place to hide people. Xu Sheng finally pushed open the door of an unknown passage—the light in the passage was not so good, and the light was dim, but even then he still saw the boy sitting on the window sill at the end of the corridor Look like.The window behind Shao Zhan opened to see a crack, and the wind was blowing in from the outside. The boy's palm was resting on the edge of the window sill, and when someone pushed the door, he looked up.

Shao Zhan: "What are you doing here."

Xu Sheng closed the door and said casually: "My fellow students at the same table have learned to skip class. Can't I come out and breathe?"

Xu Sheng leaned against the wall and asked, "Is it possible now to talk about the stuff on you, and what about Yang?"

In fact, Yang Shiwei's name is not meaningful, and Shao Zhan's grievances with this person are also very shallow, but this name has set off the past, putting together memory fragments that have been remembered countless times but have stopped abruptly.

The first pieces to piece together were police cars, thunderstorms, and reports on TV news.

"...The police successfully arrested the suspect Shao Ruiming."

The background of the TV screen is the ticket booth of Nanping Bus Station. The hostess on the location wears a poncho and speaks calmly, and broadcasts the manuscript without emotion.

Nanping District is a small place.

Everyone knows who quarrels with his sons, daughters-in-law and his wife. In Shao Zhan's memories, after Shao Ruiming was sentenced, rumors went viral. Gradually, everyone called him the son of a prisoner.

A lot of ignorance is always easy to breed in small places.

For example, some adults do not allow their children to approach him. For example, wherever they go, there will be people talking everywhere.

Shao Zhan was young and vigorous at the time. Because the other party talked too much, he fought with someone for the first time, so they said: Sure enough, he is the son of xxx.

It was indeed a mess, no one was in charge.

However, a certain part of the sober consciousness is still struggling.

Until more than a hundred days before the high school entrance examination, a teacher in the school who had been unwilling to give up him called him over: "What other people say about you is not important. What matters is what kind of person you want to be."

He pulled himself, and pulled himself out of this place.

That year, Shao Zhan got the first place in the county.

There were so many memories. Finally, Shao Zhan looked at him and said, "Junior high school classmate."

Xu Sheng motioned for him to continue.

Shao Zhan's words are concise and concise, using two words to describe his grievance with Yang Shiwei: "Fight."