Because of the contradiction with Lu Zonghua, Lu Liao chose to drop out of school and run away from home. He had experienced all kinds of hardships. Later, he became famous in the first World War. From having nothing to earning a lot by his craft, he thought that he had tasted all the frivolities in his life.

But there was no time that made him so palpitating and so passionate.

After this experience, he realized that those "young frivolous" people he thought were just fighting. They were using infatuation with cars as an excuse to spend a lot of time.

Today, the girl who smiles back at him takes up the beauty of the world and makes up for the absence of his whole youth.

"Mr. Lu." There were not many people in the gymnasium. The district head came up from the door and stopped him: "thank you very much for your generosity. The opening ceremony was a great success. I also understand your low-key behavior and don't want to show up. On behalf of the team members, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks. "

The head of the district grasped his hand and held it back and forth. Lu Liao was too lazy to pay attention to him and wanted to go out to pursue Su Qingyuan, but it happened that other representatives from all walks of life also gathered around and exchanged greetings with each other.

Lu Liao had no choice but to wait for them to finish.

Outside the gymnasium, the teacher in charge announced the dissolution of the team and asked the students to go home early.

After the teacher left, the basketball team, I do not know who proposed a sentence: "five o'clock to now did not eat, starved to death, let's go out to dinner!"

The boys in the basketball team have a strong cohesive force. Once they say this, they echo it.

Wang Zheng also grabbed Su Qingyuan and said: "although it's a basketball team game, the task of cheerleading is also very heavy. Our basketball team has to invite the girls. If we have the strength, we can only be more brilliant if we shout for cheers, right?"

"That is, in the first game, we played with No.6 middle school. We had to frustrate their spirit and beat them to shit."

"Yes, let them know who is the father."

"They're not smart enough to go to a big pot school and call us nerds every day? After the start of the match, let them see what is all-around

The two teams coax each other. Su Qingyuan has no choice but to call home and tell Liu Ying that she won't go home to eat.

Outside the fence of the gymnasium, Wang Zheng's motorcycle stopped beside the fence. He looked at the car, did not want to tube, follow the team forward.

"You don't want the car?" he asked

"No more." Wang Zheng waved his hand: "the Lord is in it. We should return him."

Fan Bo said with a smile: "if you put it, he won't take it back. Just push it."

Wang Zheng couldn't resist him, so he went to open the lock and pushed it slowly to the end.

The stadium is located in a remote suburb with few places to eat at the gate. The whole sidewalk was occupied by a group of people, and they were not tired. They walked slowly towards the restaurant two kilometers away.

Some people take the lead in taking short cuts and crossing the streets and alleys. While the students chat, they walk, but they don't find that the road is getting darker and darker.

Su Qingyuan was reporting the opening ceremony on wechat to Miao Jing when Leng Buding bumped into the back of the person in front of him.

When she felt pain, she looked up and found that a group of gangsters came out of nowhere, carrying beer bottles and baseball sticks, and surrounded them with ill will.

This is a road robber, or a criminal gang. Su Qingyuan's face turned white and he was in a cold sweat.

Among the 20 people in No.1 middle school, there are still 134, most of them girls. But the other side has a large number of people, all of them are 20 years old. There is such a huge disparity in strength that they can't take advantage of it at all.

Su Qingyuan stealthily pressed 110 on the screen, took the mobile phone back into the bag, bit his lip and didn't dare to say a word.

Behind her, Wang Ying has been scared to cry, issued a puff of sound.

Wang Zheng set up the motorcycle, stepped forward and asked the shaved leader in the opposite direction, "who are you?"

"Ha ha." Bareheaded smile: "say you are nerd, you are not modest. I want people to call me dad, but I don't know who we are? Local ruffians and hooligans. "

This "local ruffian" is very proud.

It was just when they came out of the gymnasium that they called Dad. Has this group of people followed them since then?

Wang Zheng pinched the schoolbag in his hand: "from No.6 middle school?"

"Yes, my brother's name is Qi Haoran. Do you know him?"

This time, it's really from No.6 middle school. Qi Haoran is the most infamous student in No.6 middle school. No one in No.1 middle school knows him for smoking, drinking, stealing money and fighting.

At the same time, he is also the basketball captain of No.6 middle school.

Bareheaded carrying a baseball bat, he stepped forward and looked at Wang Zheng head to head: "originally, I wanted to teach you a lesson. At most, I could bring you weak chickens from your basketball teams. I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to catch all the chicks. "

"Don't mess around, I, I called the police!" Wang Ying suddenly rushed out, crying and pressing 110, showed them the mobile phone screen: "come again, I really called the police!"Bareheaded ha ha a smile: "newspaper on newspaper, detention house is a good place, several brothers are worried about no place to eat. I can't see you rich students. What can you do if you don't squint at school? "

He licked his lips, and his eyes fell on Wang Zheng's motorcycle: "OK, boy, the car is good. It shows off at the gate of No.6 middle school every day, right? You have a motorcycle, don't you? Hit me

After hearing the speech, several big men went up with sticks and smashed the car a few times, which turned into scrap iron.

Wang Zheng is hot tempered. He has never been so angry except that he was pinched in the bar last time. Whether he can fight or not, he goes up and grabs the collar of his bald head and hits it with one punch.

Baldheaded was hit a Leng, backhand gave him a stick.

Other gangsters immediately came up and smashed Wang Zheng's leg.

Several other basketball team boys also red eyes, came forward to tear, soon, a group of men to fight together.

But the students are students after all, and there are few people. Wang Zheng suffered a lot of losses, but they couldn't beat him. If you go on tearing like this, I'm afraid you'll be burned.

Wang Ying's phone call to the police has been dialed out, but she doesn't know the road. She can't even see a road sign in the dark. When people ask for the address, she can't say it. She keeps crying: "Wang Zheng, what's the road and how many numbers it is!"

Wang Zheng there all beat into hot kiln, who has time to talk to her? Several girls turned on their cell phones to find the location.

At the critical moment, a sound of running came. Su Qingyuan thought that the police would arrive so soon, pointed to not far away and said: "come, come!"

But it was Lu Liao who turned up at the corner of the road.

He was still wearing the volunteer's suit, because he was delayed by the district head, and he couldn't see her when he went out. As he asked and ran along the way, he was gasping for breath. He looked at his car, which had been unfortunately scrapped, and then at Wang Zheng, with a disdainful smile: "these farts really make trouble."

How can a group of bastards even smash his car?

With that, he stepped forward with two arrows, pulled apart the two men who were wrestling with Wang Zheng, and flew up to solve one problem with one foot, and another with a backhand punch.

Su Qingyuan didn't know where he got his strength. The two men were knocked down in an instant, but they didn't get up for a long time. The bald head was knocked unconscious directly, nose, canthus of the eye all whirring toward the outside to gush blood.

There was only one person coming, but the situation seemed to be reversed in an instant.

Su Qingyuan hugged the backpack and took two steps back. He felt that his heart had finally come down.

The gangsters all have experience. When they see some powerful ones coming, they attack them in groups. Lu Liao didn't take them seriously. He put some sticks on his back, just like nothing. He solved several problems with three fists and two kicks, and the gangsters knew that they were afraid. No one dared to fight around there.

The brave one took out a knife from his trouser leg to plot against him. How sharp are Lu Liao's eyes? One step ahead, a roundabout kick kicked the man's hand directly against the wall.

The gangster who could still stand counseled him, lifted his bald head from the ground and bowed to Lu Liao: "brother, we are wrong. We are all gangsters on the road. Let's make a living."

He could see that Lu Liao could fight. It was easy to deal with them as amateurs.

"The way of life?" Lu Liao raised his lips: "what is the way of life? I haven't heard of it. "

"We're wrong. We're really wrong. We just take money to do things! That Qi Haoran is a fool. He wants to hit you and him! "

Just then, from the corner, more than 20 volunteers came. One by one, they were all wearing the coats of the Eighth National Games and volunteer hats, but their faces were fierce and their arms were full of blue tattoos. They looked much more fierce than these gangsters.

Wang Zheng was also hoodwinked. He didn't know the origin of the man who had beaten him, how he appeared here, and led such a large group of people, all wearing volunteer clothes. But the man came in time, and the fight was so fierce that he had to raise a wave of respect.

Among the volunteers, the first one is monkey. He walked respectfully to Lu Liao, just like a playwright: "comrade, how do you deal with these people?"

The man held his chest in his hands, opened his lips, and said only one word: "fight."

When the monkey heard this word, his eyes were blue. He picked up the baseball bat on the ground and aimed at the bald man. It was a mug. Then, all the volunteers gathered around and trapped a gang of gangsters in the center. With a round of fists and kicks, people would like to hit dogs in the head.

The gangsters besieged in the center screamed and begged desperately, and this lesson almost turned into a massacre. But the man standing on the outside always looks cold and careless, as if it is common, and it seems that all this has nothing to do with him.

He walked slowly in front of Wang Zheng: "young man, there is no lack of going to the gym. He is very strong. But it's all dead muscle. It's useless. You see, if you hit him with a fist and you can't use any strength, he will still get up and hit you. "

Wang Zheng a Leng, unwilling to bow his head.He is right. All his muscles are made in the gym. It can scare people and help them fight. It can be said that one blow is fatal. He really can't do it.

Rao is that he thinks he is an expert in fighting, and still does not know how to control.

In terms of strength, he is far from the man in front of him.

Wang Zheng finally put down his self-esteem and said, "thank you, brother."

Lu Liao did not speak, but his eyes fell on Su Qingyuan.

His eyes were so hot that Su Qingyuan lowered his head shyly.

At this time, the besieged gangsters were almost beaten. The monkey took out a strap from his waist and tied them with both hands one by one.

After about ten minutes, the police finally arrived. The lane was so narrow that the police stopped the car outside and walked over.

The four field workers looked at the fierce thugs on the ground, with tears hanging in the corner of their eyes. They were bullied so badly that they looked at a group of volunteers of the Eighth National Games standing there. For a moment, they didn't know which group was the bad guy.

Bald now leisurely wake up, looked at the police, almost did not kneel: "police uncle, help! They're going to kill! We just cut off the road and let them Bang five or four times. They almost lost their lives! You take me to the hospital for examination, it must be light injury up! It's not self-defense, it's intentional injury! You catch them, catch them

After hearing this, the monkey went up and slapped him again.

Police ha ha a smile: "you are University of political science and law, also quite understand the laws and regulations?"

Su Qingyuan didn't know whether what he said was reasonable or not. He went up to the police and explained to them, "no, these masters are here to help us. They can't catch them for doing what is just."

As soon as the police saw Su Qingyuan's obedience, his face was full of eagerness, and his voice was light: "you primary school students, if you don't go home after school, what are you doing here? You've met the bad guys. "

He turned his head and pointed to the three colleagues bald: "take them away, the others quickly scattered."

Bald indignant: "so easy to let them go? no way! Take them to take notes! How can we get up early tomorrow! "

The monkey reached out and slapped him again. The bald man was scared to shut up.

Wang Zheng looked at a few policemen, and he probably had a number in his mind. Although several policemen didn't say it clearly, it's really against the rules not to take them to take notes. This man, definitely not simple.

Lu Liao turned around and asked, "how are you hurt? Can you still play? "

Wang Zheng nodded: "it's all skin and flesh injuries. No problem. It can be cured in three days."

"Well." Lu Liao waved to the monkey and said, "come back, too."

The pupils went over one by one to thank them. They even ran home whether they had dinner together or not.

Monkey came over and gave Wang Zheng a business card: "if you send the motorcycle to this place, someone will be able to repair it for you."

Wang Zheng looked at the motorcycle on the ground, took the card and said thank you to Lu Liao again.

Lu Liao put his hand on his shoulder and patted him. He looked down in his ear and whispered, "don't thank me. I don't want to help you. Don't give Su Qingyuan a bad idea in the future. She's mine. And keep an eye on that boy van Burt. "

He straightened up and said in a loud voice, "come on, get some alcohol from a pharmacy."

Wang Zheng looked at him and then at Su Qingyuan. That day Qiu Yu said that Su Qingyuan was engaged. Is it just with him He laughed at himself and left with Fan Bo consciously.

Su Qingyuan has been standing in the same place, waiting for the students to go far, just to Lu Liao side, with a very small voice said, "sorry."

She bowed her head deeply, with an expression of grievance and guilt. She was like a child who did something wrong and was afraid of her mother's punishment. She was childish and lovely.

His heart softened and softened: "what's the apology? It's not you who hit people. "

Su Qingyuan looked up at him.

In the dim light, his features became more profound. He put his hands in his pants pocket, and he was still cynical.

Su Qingyuan still remembers that he once told her not to have puppy love. It was on the way home from the bar.

Presumably, he is a very conservative person. He thinks that girls should not go to bars, let alone have dinner outside so late. Therefore, she suffered for herself. When she met a bad man on the road, she asked him to help her. It was all because she didn't listen to him and caused him too much trouble.

That's why she said she was sorry.

But he didn't seem to care about it at all. This attitude made her not know how to explain the apology for a while.

She pursed her lips and finally chose silence.

For a long time, her apricot eyes were wide open, and then she found that there seemed to be a dark bloodstain at the corner of his mouth. It was dark here. The light was too dark for her to see clearly. She took out her cell phone and a bag of tissue from her bag and said, "don't move, it seems that you are bleeding."

"Is it?" Lu Liao seems to deliberately tease her, bending down, a handsome face infinitely close to her face: "you point to me."She blushed and stepped back half a step: "it's on my lips. I'll clean it for you."

She stepped back, and he went on, pushing her to the corner, back against the wall. He stretched out his hand to support the wall and said, "what are you hiding from? Can you wipe it?"

Su Qingyuan is trapped in an inch of land by him. He can't do anything about it. He turns on the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine on it. The strong light deliberately avoids his eyes and wipes the dark red bloodstain a little bit.

Her hands are fragrant and gentle, even breathing with a thick sweet, Lu Liao thought, simply let him drown in this moment.

Wiped a few times, she pouted: "blood is dry, so can't wipe off."

He smile, canthus eyebrows are gentle: "where?"

She took off the tissue and pointed it directly at the corner of his lip with her thin index finger: "here."

Ice cold touch rippling open in that moment, let him even feel spinal cord shudder.

"Where?" He repeated it in a low, hoarse voice. Then he put out his tongue and licked it where she pointed.

The tip of her tongue ran across her fingertips, leaving bright water stains.

"You Su Qingyuan then realized his intoxicated expression. He burned his face and pushed his hand to his chest: "what are you doing?"

He was so strong that she didn't push. He still stood there, like a wall, separating her from the dangerous and turbulent outside world. She had to hold up the finger he had licked and ask, "why do you want to do this?"

Soft and glutinous girls are only coquettish and angry when they get angry.

"Why, do you think I'm dirty?" His eyes became cold. He held her little hand and wiped all the right and wrong he caused on his clothes: "go home and wash your hands twice more, OK?"

"No way!" Su Qingyuan is still angry - it's not dirty at all, OK? How can this man always fail to grasp the key point!

He didn't speak any more. He just laughed and looked down at her.

Su Qingyuan turned off the flashlight: "I don't care about you, I'm going home."

He didn't listen to her carefully, but when she turned off the flashlight, he saw the 110 on the screen of her mobile phone.

She must have been so scared that she didn't even dare to call the police.

Lu Liao reaches for her hand and grabs the mobile phone she is about to put back in her bag.

"Hello She is even more angry: just licked her finger, now snatched her cell phone, what does he want? How do you know how to bully people today?

But he just deleted the three numbers of 110 on the screen and typed in a series of numbers. He handed her back his cell phone and said, "this is my phone. If there is such a thing in the future, please come to me."

Su Qingyuan took the phone, looking at the string of numbers, the bottom of his heart was a touch of peace of mind.

She was not angry and seriously typed "Liu Junning" in her address book.

Lu Liao just wants to laugh: she's so cute.

He asked her: "you do not ask, why I chase so far, chase you here?"

Su Qingyuan blinked and said sincerely, "because you are a volunteer? Because you find that there are bad people following us, so you come to save us specially, for fear that the boys will be injured and they will not be able to participate in the sports meeting. "

She is reasonable, but to him, it is the biggest misunderstanding.

After that, she thought about it and added fuel to the fire: "in case Wang Zheng and Fan Bo are injured and can't compete, can we apply with the organizer to postpone the basketball match?"

"Basketball match, sports meeting?" He asked her in a low voice, "does this have a fart to do with me?"

I just want to save you.

He took back his hand on the wall, put a hoop around the back of her head, gently pressed the whole person in his arms. Immediately, he bowed his head, ferocious and even with anger, printed her lips.

Su Qingyuan's eyes widened.

His breath is hotter than his eyes. In this cool autumn night, no stars, no moon, no lights, dark old alley, he just kiss up.

At this moment, she could feel his blood, his heartbeat, his pulse through his dry lips.

He kisses and kisses on her lips.

He was afraid of scaring her - for the first time, there would be opportunities later. This time, he just wanted to kiss her.

But her lips were so soft that his heart beat faster and even made him crazy.

He abandoned himself, stretched out the tip of his tongue, and gently sucked her lips.

"What are you doing?" Su Qingyuan was so angry that he smashed his small fist into his heart. Although she hit him, her tears welled up.

She knew he was strong, so this time, she struggled with all her strength.

But she did not expect that she easily broke away from his arms.

He was willing to let go.

She did not think of this layer, only knew that she was pressed on his chest, and the softness of her body was touched by him. Her face turned red and her ears were burning. She said angrily, "you are not a good person, either!"She wiped a handful of tears and ran away.

He didn't chase her. He just waited for her to walk a long distance before he stepped out and followed her.

There was the bottle of sports drink she gave in her pants pocket. As he walked, he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank most of it in one breath.

It's strange. I can't tell whether it's sweet or bitter.

Su Qingyuan came home and took out his cell phone after taking a bath.

She was afraid that he would call or send a text message. After what happened just now, she had no idea how to face him in the future.

After all the newspaper express, let suyao to get it!

During the remaining days of the National Day holiday, Su Qingyuan spent the rest of the holiday in a hearty way.

When the holiday ended on October 8th, she ate early and went to school. There is still a distance from the school, she saw a lot of people around the gate of the school, and there was a cry in the middle of the crowd.

Is it hard for anyone in No.6 middle school to come to the gate of No.1 middle school to make trouble?

She walked two steps, and when she got close, she found that it was the students of No. 6 middle school who caused the disturbance.

However, they are not here to find fault.

I saw more than a dozen boys from No.6 middle school, tall and big, dressed in the school uniform of No.6 middle school, standing at the gate of No.1 middle school, holding a long banner: "I apologize to all the teachers and students of No.1 Middle School in the city!"

More than a dozen boys and girls, as long as they see a classmate enter the school gate, they all bend down and bow: "I'm sorry! We are wrong

The loud voice is like a slogan in military training.

Standing in the middle is Qi Haoran.

The students of No.1 middle school feel fresh, and they don't go to the teaching building. They all pile up at the door to take photos and videos. Even the teacher of No.1 Middle School felt strange and stood there looking with bags in twos and threes.

How many bad students have passed through?

Combined with the event on the night of the opening ceremony of the Eighth National Games, Su Qingyuan made a guess. She didn't stay to watch the fun. She just slipped into the school gate with her bag on her back.

Qi Haoran took the lead in shouting: "Su Qingyuan, I'm sorry! We are wrong

Su Qingyuan has a black face: Mom, it's so scary.

At this time, Zheng Lei came running from behind and stood in front of Qi Haoran. Behind his thick glasses, his eyes were bright: "early in the morning, I saw some people in the circle of friends showing wonders of the world. I didn't expect it to be true!"

He stepped into the school gate and called out "I'm sorry, we're wrong!"

When he came out, the one in No. 6 yelled, "I'm sorry, we're wrong!"

He came back and forth, came out and went in. The sixth middle school yelled and glared at him. His eyes were bleeding.

Zheng Lei nodded with satisfaction and walked in for the nth time. He waved as he walked: "Hello, comrades! Comrades have worked hard! "

Qi Haoran did not hold back, said: "roll!"

After finishing the exercises in the morning, many students stood in the corridor chatting. The topic was either Wang Zheng or Fan Bo. After a holiday, the two figures in No.1 middle school were all painted. It's really thought-provoking.

"I wonder if they have joined hands to clean up the people in No.6 middle school? How could those poor students get up in the morning and line up at the door to apologize to us? "

"I don't think so. If the two of them are going to teach the sixth middle school, the lottery winner should be the sixth middle school, not them! "

"It's like they had a fight with each other."

"They fight? No, they both belong to the basketball team? It's a tacit cooperation. What can they do for each other? "

"For our school flowers Two days ago, some people in the post bar voted to see whether there were more people supporting Su Qingyuan and Fan Bo or Wang Zheng. "

"Bullshit, I don't think our school flower will eat grass beside the nest."

Su Qingyuan didn't care about them, so she took Zhuang Qingqing back to the classroom.

The teacher's office and classes 1 to 4 are on the fifth floor, and classes 5 to 10 are on the sixth floor. When Su Qingyuan came back to class, Wang Zhenggang came out of the teacher's office. He was supposed to report the problem of hanging the lottery on his face. The two walked face to face.

Wang Zheng gently beckoned to her, but Su Qingyuan didn't respond. Su Yao flashed out from behind her and rushed to Wang Zheng: "Wang Zheng, I heard that you were injured. I went to the clinic to take some medicine for you. Alcohol, cotton swabs, gauze and so on. You stand well and I'll help you apply them."

Zhao Ziling followed Su Yao and said, "yes, let's help you. Otherwise hanging injury will affect the game with six

Wang Zheng was afraid to avoid it, but the two girls blocked his way, and even reached out to touch his face.

Su Qingyuan didn't want to say hello to Wang Zheng and walked around him to class one.

"Su Qingyuan."

Before she got to the class gate, she was stopped by Fan Bo.

She turned around and said, "what's the matter, monitor?"

"On the fourth, I didn't encounter anything when I went home at night, did I?" Fan Bo always has a strong sense of responsibility and doesn't care about men and women. He just thinks that the safety of his classmates should be on him. Especially Su Qingyuan, who is so good-looking, not to mention the bad guys, is the good students in this school. How many of them are wrong with her? He opened his eyes: "I was in a hurry that day. I should have sent you all home."On the fourth

Su Qingyuan's ears turned red at the thought of the night when he lost his first kiss. Students as usual in class, she also stood here as if nothing had happened, but those things that happened that night, but only her own heart know. Those things that should not belong to high school upset all her learning centered ideas, and eventually became a forbidden / taboo secret, making her not know where to hide.

Her silence made Fan Bo frown: "what's the matter? Then something happened? "

"No, No." Su Qingyuan waved his hand: "nothing happened..."

"That's fine." Fan Boda collected his math homework: "today, the people in No.6 middle school are too abnormal. I don't know if that man helped us. Although they all wear volunteer clothes, but I don't think they're volunteers at all. You girls should be careful recently. "

Su Qingyuan nodded: "I know, I will tell them, thank you monitor."

At this time, Wang Zheng finally got rid of the two girls and came to this side: "Fan Bo."

Fan Bo is an old partner with him. He doesn't talk as politely as Su Qingyuan: "why?"

Wang Zheng looked at Su Qingyuan and said, "don't talk to Su Mei."

The whole corridor was silent.

What did the school bully say just now? Su Su Su Mei? Don't talk to Su Mei?

Su Qingyuan also Leng: what does Wang Zheng mean?

Feeling the strange eyes around him, Wang Zheng felt uncomfortable all over. But being entrusted by others and loyal to others, h-->>

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