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

Without hanging up, he gently put the phone in his pocket, leaned against the corner, pretended nothing had happened, and glanced at the upstairs lightly.

Probably just a student who went to the bathroom during evening self-study, just wait for him to pass.

But the sound of footsteps was a bit complicated, as if there was more than one person.

When I looked up, I happened to see Brother Long leading four or five people coming downstairs!

My eyes met those of Brother Long, and he smiled when he saw me: "Zhou Ming, why are you standing here?" [

"Brother Long." I put on a relaxed look: "I'm in a bad mood, come out and stand."

"It's because of Maimai." Brother Long walked up to me and patted my shoulder: "Don't worry, our zodiac signs will definitely not let Maimai suffer this time."

"That's good." I squinted my eyes and exhaled.

"Our brothers are going to the toilet to smoke, are you going?" Brother Long took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to me.

"No." I blocked the cigarette back, smiled and said, "I'm about to go back to the classroom, and the head teacher is still here."

"Okay, let's go then." Brother Long led the people downstairs again.

"Well, Brother Long, go slowly." I waved my hand.

Watching Brother Long and the others gradually go downstairs, I took out my phone again, my palms were slightly sweaty, and my heart was beating wildly.

"Brother Zhao, are you still there?" I put the phone next to my ear.

There was another long silence.

"Brother Zhao?" I called again.

"You and the zodiac signs are very close now?" Zhao Wusheng's tone was a little weird.

It was only at this time that I realized that the conversation I had with Brother Long just now probably fell into Zhao Wusheng's ears verbatim!

"No." I suddenly felt very guilty: "You know, we just had dinner together last night because of a small problem in the dormitory."

"I know all of this." Zhao Wusheng's cold voice sounded again.

Since Zhao Wusheng was able to ambush people outside the toilet wall in the backyard of that restaurant, he naturally knows all about the big and small things that happened in Shi No. [-] Middle School, so I don't need to explain more.

"It's just polite words on the scene." I told Zhao Wusheng honestly.

"Remember your own position." Zhao Wusheng seemed to be teaching the younger generation: "Don't forget how the old man died."