Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The people in the radio room just raised their heads and glanced at me, whether they recognized me or not, they all lowered their heads and were busy with their own affairs. They must have been used to having strange visitors here at any time.

Mai also noticed me, took off the earphones and said, "Sister Bing is not here."

"I know, I'm here to look for you." This sentence still did not attract the attention of others, it seems that my cautiousness seems very superfluous.

Mai Mai stood up, with some doubts between her brows, but she didn't make it too obvious, Shi Shiran walked out.

I noticed that there was nothing unusual about his steps. Although his body was thin, he exuded a vigor. It seemed that Brother Long hadn't been rough on him, so I felt a little relieved. [

We were standing in the corridor on the second floor of the Xiaobai building. There were no windows, only a one-meter-high protective wall.There are some vines creeping up from the wall, but as late autumn is approaching, most of them are already withered and yellow.

I bowed my waist, leaned my arms against the wall, and looked at the students chasing and fighting in the campus below. I didn't know where to start, so I was just in a daze.

"What do you want from me?" Mai Mai finally spoke first.He didn't look down, but looked at the sky, some birds were passing over the campus, making a sharp neighing.

"The last time Chen Zhe was hung on the school gate, Brother Long came to me to find out about the situation." I believe this matter has spread among the students of No. [-] Middle School.

"Well, what then?" Mai Mai didn't seem to understand what I wanted to say.

Or is it a bit too cryptic?I frowned slightly, and said, "Hu Xiaoyang was hung outside the gate in the same way this morning, and Brother Long just happened to find you..."

At this moment, Mai Mai showed a smile and understood what I meant. "Brother Long didn't come to see me for that matter."

"Oh?" I hadn't thought of that.

Actually, I want to ask, what did Brother Long come to see you for?But I also feel that I seem to have meddled too much. Since Brother Long didn't do anything to him, then my worries are superfluous, and this trip to Xiaobailou is over.

I pulled off a slightly withered and yellowed ivy leaf by the wall and tied it in my hand.

To go, or not to go?