1980 My Entertainment Era

Chapter 40 Ma Xiaojun

Xia Tian smiled gently and comforted him, "Don't cry, such an attack will not cause any harm. As for the pain, it's just your body trying to deceive your brain. You can bear more!"

As he said that, he pulled out his belt!

This guy is a pervert!

The boy was so scared that he twisted on the ground, like a helpless black bug.
There was a crisp "pop" sound.

"Stop hitting me! I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again." The boy cried with tears and snot.

Being pressed to the ground by Xia Tian, ​​the black boy's face was covered with dirt, and two lines of tears had left two furrows on his face. He looked so miserable.

"What are you afraid of?" Xia Tian asked with a smile, holding the belt and stepping on the boy.

"I dare not, again..."

"Stealing again?"

"No, I didn't steal it!"

"You still dare to be stubborn!" Xia Tian swung his belt, and there was a scream under his feet.

"Don't dare dare!"

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Liu, Liu Saner..."

Xia Tian laughed again: "You still dare to lie? Not a word of truth comes out of your mouth. Looks like I have to increase my intensity on you."

"No, no, no!" The boy panicked. He was really scared of the pain.

The pain was unbearable, it was excruciating.

He originally thought that if he were captured by the enemy like the revolutionary martyrs, he would rather die than surrender.

I didn't expect that this man with a very scary smile would shiver in pain after being hit twice on his body. It seems that he can't be a martyr.

At the same time, he was nervous, scared, in pain, and anxious, and the boy had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

How did he know I was lying?

He had originally thought of saying a fake name and begging for mercy, maybe he could escape? Unexpectedly, he was seen through.

This little trick, not to mention that he is now distracted, even if someone lied to Xia Tian under normal circumstances, Xia Tian could sense something unusual by looking at their eyes and micro-expressions.

So when the guy said a fake name, Xia Tian knew he was lying.

"Ma Xiaojun, my name is Ma Xiaojun." Ma Xiaojun gave in and burst into tears.

On the one hand, he was afraid of continuing to suffer and beating, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Xia Tian would send him to the police station.

"How long have you been in this business?" Xia Tian asked again.

"I didn't do it..."

"Huh?" Xia Tian glared. How dare you fool me? !

"No, let me explain!"

"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!" Xia Tian picked him up with one hand, as if he was grabbing a little Kunzi, and was about to increase his strength and perform a big memory recovery spell on him.

Ma Xiaojun was so scared that he almost peed himself, and he screamed, "Really! Really!!"

Xia Tian stopped what he was doing and said, "Think about it carefully. This is a big deal!"

"Really, really, I'm not a thief, I didn't steal anything... wooooooooooo~" Ma Xiaojun cried so hard that the veins on his neck popped out.

Ma Xiaojun, 15 years old, from the Ministry of Internal Affairs compound.

Xia Tian: "Oh, a noble son of a wealthy family!" He shook the belt with one hand and weighed the door lock with the other.

Ma Xiaojun's face, which was not white to begin with, turned red. Kids these days also care about their reputation, especially those from big families. But...

My parents' marriage was disapproved of by their superiors, but they insisted on having their own way and ignored advice.

...There is also a younger brother, Ma Xiaobing, who is six years younger than me.

Look, his mother just resumed her job as a teacher, and she couldn't control him in the first place, and now there's no one to control him. So he just let himself go and started to be a thief?
As for lock picking techniques, I studied it myself and taught myself.

Xia Tian: "Hey~ you're a thief!"

Ma Xiaojun said that he only unlocked rooms to satisfy his curiosity and never took anything. This has been going on for almost a year. Then, in the summer, he made a mistake!

Xia Tian: "Oh, you're a repeat offender?"

"No! Big brother, can you please stop being so sarcastic?" Ma Xiaojun felt insulted. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!
Then Xia Tian glared and swung the belt in his hand with a "snap".

Ma Xiaojun immediately stood at attention and bowed his head: "I was wrong, I should let Big Brother scold me. Big Brother, you are right, I am a piece of shit."

This guy is quite slick! Or maybe his body is honest.

With one belt, you can jump high~
Finally, Ma Xiaojun begged for mercy and made promises, then handed over his lock-picking wire with both hands, saying that he wanted to retire and begged Xia Tian to let him go.

Xia Tian looked through his things and found that nothing was missing.

"Okay. I'll let you go this time. Go away, and don't do such things as breaking into houses and picking locks in the future, and don't embarrass your father." Xia Tian let him go.

Before leaving, the boy pointed at the painting of Devil Child and flattered Xia Tian: "Brother, your painting of Nezha is really good. Can I ask your name, so that I can be grateful to you in the future?"

Xia Tian laughed, "What's the matter? Do you want to get someone to save your situation?"

Ma Xiaojun waved his hands repeatedly, the belt marks on his body seemed to be hot: "No, no, how can I do such a thing as repaying kindness with enmity?"

"It doesn't matter. My name is Xia Tian. Feel free to come find me if you don't agree."

At the upstairs window, Xia Tian watched as Ma Xiaojun did not go through the main door, but instead left by climbing up and down the roof and walls.

Wow, you are really professional!

"Okay, I met another one." The reason he let him go was because he recognized him.

Xia Tian looked at the painting of "Nezha's Birth", "Nezha has three heads and six arms, this one has one head and two arms."

Xia Tian picked up her newspaper and began to read the article "Scars".

The first short story published in Shanghai's Wenhui Daily, written by Lu Xinhua. This is how the term "scar literature" came to be known.

There are also "Class Teacher", "The Position of Love" and so on, each one is more sensational than the other.

In other words, start to reflect.
In the following years, scar literature became popular, and then there was avant-garde literature and the like.

Do you want to write something yourself?
……

Xia Tian didn't take it seriously at first, and didn't think much about it, but the next day, Ma Xiaojun dared to come?!
Of course, I'm not here to pick locks or to find trouble, I'm just here to visit.

"Brother Tianer!" Ma Xiaojun nodded and bowed with a playful smile.

Xia Tian: How old are you? Why do you call me brother?
Ma Xiaojun: Brother Chicken Feather~
It was obvious that the boy went back to ask about Xia Tian. He had heard of the fierce guy who fought in the ring for more than four hours.

I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of such a person.

So I came here with a shameless attitude to make friends.

People often say: "I know Xia Tian. We chatted for a while when we met that day!"

Xia Tian: How come you can even play a few words just because you know me?
On this day, the Treaty of Peace and Friendship between China and Japan was signed in Yanjing.

It can be regarded as a temporary putting aside of the past grudges and hatreds, with economic development being the top priority.

If you look at it this way, the movie "The Chase" from some time ago seems like some kind of rumor.

It was also from this treaty that, throughout the 80s, China and Japan became so close that they almost seemed to be wearing the same pants.

Japanese cars, Japanese home appliances and Japanese celebrities are very popular in China.

Summer vacation ends at the end of August and school starts.

As the sports commissioner, there is still a lot of work to do in the summer.

Don't laugh, seriously!
At this time, the sports committee member is a serious deputy class leader~
Since the Young Pioneers and the Communist Youth League are both peripheral organizations of the Party, the sports committee members belong to the cadres of the Party service system in a broad sense.

The sports committee member legally belongs to the service system, and his official title is: Sports committee member of the squadron committee of the Young Pioneers/Communist League of the xx School Brigade, xx Class.

Listed together with them are positions such as squadron leader, regiment secretary, and propaganda committee member.

Its theoretical responsibility is to organize the masses to engage in patriotic fitness, develop sports, and enhance the people's physical fitness within the coverage of D's peripheral organizations.

This is part of D's grassroots work and has nothing to do with physical education classes in the education system.

Of course, it was later abandoned.

Thanks to the ancient ice master for the 100-point reward!
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