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

Back at school, the second class just ended, and the students were rushing out.

I struggled to go back to my classroom against the crowd, thinking about going to the library with Chu Tingting to shake hands or something, when I just walked to the door, a student bumped into me.

Before I yelled, the other party squatted down covering his stomach with "Aiyo Aiyo".

When I saw that it was Chen Zhipeng, I kicked him and said, "Pretend again, pretend to me again!"

Chen Zhipeng jumped up and said jokingly: "Zhou Ming, I'm going to the computer room of the school, come with me?" [

I waved my hand and said, "No, I'm going to the library with Tingting."

"They have already left." Chen Zhipeng pointed to the almost empty classroom behind him: "Look, there is no one there."

When I saw it, there was no one there.Chu Tingting probably thought that I would not come back for a day, so she definitely didn't wait for me, let alone give me a place in the library.

While hesitating, Chen Zhipeng pulled me away.I howled: "I have no money, don't go!"

As mentioned earlier, the school computer room is open to students after the second class, but there is a fee, but it is cheaper than the Internet cafes outside, one yuan an hour.

"I have a membership card." Chen Zhipeng took out a thin piece of paper from his pocket and said, "I invite you to go online!"

The membership card in the school computer room costs [-] yuan, and there are [-] small grids on it, and a stamp was stamped on the Internet last time.It is equivalent to saying that ten yuan can play for twelve hours, and many students have applied for it.

I saw that there were only a few stamps on Chen Zhipeng's membership card, and I didn't take advantage of it, so I followed him to the school computer room in another building.

The computer room was full of people, and it was chaotic. From time to time, I heard someone say, "This bastard hit me again, brothers beat him up." It was so familiar, like returning to an Internet cafe, and I couldn't help but feel a little old-fashioned. up.

"What are they playing?" I was a little surprised, and noticed that the students did not play fighting games like CS, but each opened a web chat room with colorful fonts that dazzled people.

"Jianghu, I told you last time." Chen Zhipeng reminded me.

I suddenly realized that I remembered that Chen Zhipeng and Lin Ke met in this chat room.