The three young men recognized that the one lying on the ground with his head in his arms was exactly the companion they were looking for. They hurriedly pushed the others away, squatted down and asked, "How are you, Fat Toutuo? Where are you injured?"
"Who beat him?" Cheng Jinkang has never been so angry as today, "Who hurt him! If you have the ability to challenge him! How can you be a hero if so many people bully him?"
"Hey! What if I just want to fight in a group?" The yellow-haired boy was afraid of Lu Chixiao, but that didn't mean he was afraid of his peers. He immediately frowned, slapped his chest and shouted, "Just here, I have the final say! You can move out if you can."
!A bunch of stinky beggars! What? You’re not convinced! Did I say something wrong? You have to rely on others for food, so what are you other than stinky beggars? Hiss - who the hell are you? Pull my hair! Let go! Give it!
I let go!"
"Boss, boss..." The younger brother below opened his eyes in shock.
It turned out that the yellow-haired boy was lifted up by Lu Chixiao's hair, walked to the window in a few steps, sent him halfway out, and left his upper body hanging in the air outside the window.
This is the fourth floor!
The yellow-haired boy was so frightened that he screamed and stammered.
"Okay...have mercy on me, dear man! I'm afraid of heights...really, really...I'm afraid...let me go, let me go..."
"Are you scared?" Lu Chixiao shook his head and said lightly, "How high is this? It's only the fourth floor. If you fall, you won't die. At most, you will be paralyzed..."
The yellow-haired boy became even more frightened when he heard this: "No, no, don't! I'm afraid of... hemiplegia, I'm also afraid of hemiplegia... My dad is rich, I asked him to give you money, you, please let me go, let me go.
Big, big brother..."
"I can't take it seriously." Lu Chixiao said with a calm expression, "I can't handle a little brother who bullies the weak and is as timid as a mouse."
"Then, what do you want? What should I do before you are willing to let me go? Let me go..."
"Let you go? Okay! This is what you said."
After that, he slowly let go of his hand, and the top-heavy yellow-haired boy seemed really about to fall from the window.
"No...ah-" The panicked scream lasted less than two seconds and ended abruptly.
When Lu Chixiao leisurely grabbed his ankles and lifted him in from the window, the person involved had already fainted from fright.
His sharp eyes glanced at the violent students standing against the wall, two groups fighting.
The group of people immediately dispersed and ran away in panic.
Don’t blame them for being unjust, it’s just that their opponents are too powerful!
Who can throw a strong young man who is 1.76 meters tall and weighs 76 kilograms like a juggler and throws him out whenever he wants? Bring him back whenever he wants? Who can?!
They can't do it anyway! If they don't run, are they waiting to be beaten?
He muttered "I'm sorry, boss" silently and walked away faster than the other.
In this compartment, without waiting for Xu Suizhu's instructions, Cheng Jinkang and the others had already helped their companion who was curled up on the ground.
"Fat Tutuo, where is your dormitory?"
"Brother Jin, Xiao Zhuge, Xiao Donggua, why are you here?" Zhang Zituo, nicknamed "Fat Toutuo", raised the back of his hand and wiped the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth. He was very surprised. Then he saw Xu Suizhu, and he was even more surprised, "Xu Suizhu
Teacher? Why are you here!"
"Are you...Zhang Zituo?"
Xu Suizhu also recognized him—the first batch of Keshan students who were supported by Yutao and received from the fjord.
It's just that the nickname of such a tall and thin child is "Fat Toutuo"... Suddenly I remembered that the person named Fat Toutuo in Mr. Jin Yong's "The Deer and the Cauldron" seems to be a tall and thin man indeed.
That's how the nickname came from.
We'll talk about this later. She quickly asked Cheng Jinkang and others to help him up.
"Fat Toutuo, which dormitory is yours? I'll just carry you there," Cheng Jinkang said.
"No, no, no, I'm fine. I just got kicked a few times. I was protecting my head and it didn't hurt." Zhang Zituo raised the back of his hand and wiped the corners of his lips. There was a little bloodshot, probably because his lip skin was knocked by his teeth.
"Feel for yourself if there is any particular pain." Xu Suizhu heard what he said and thought that there seemed to be no formal medical clinic in the junior high school. "If you feel pain, you must tell me and don't be brave. The hospital is not far from here and it is very convenient to drive there.
"
"Thank you, Teacher Xu, but I'm fine. I really don't need to go to the hospital."
Having said that, Cheng Jinkang and the others were still worried, so they helped him aside and inspected him carefully.
Fortunately, he was curled up and protecting his head with both hands. Except for a few bruises on his shoulders and calves, as well as some broken skin on the back of his hands and cheekbones, he was generally in good condition, with no fractures or internal injuries.
"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury." Xu Suizhu nodded, "I'll go to my school later to apply some medicine."
"It's okay, teacher." Zhang Zituo said, glanced at the yellow-haired boy who was slowly waking up from behind as Lu Chixiao pinched him, pursed his lips and explained, "His name is Li Zhenhe, he is from our class, and there are three other people in their dormitory.
He ran away after school yesterday. He forgot to bring his key when he went out in the morning and locked himself out. He wanted to occupy the dormitory opposite and told the classmates inside to get out. I couldn't help but fight with him...
…”
"So you were beaten because of an injustice?" Lu Hengzhou clicked his tongue in disapproval, "What about the people you are protecting? Seeing you being beaten, you are hiding in the dormitory like a tortoise?"
"No, they should go find a teacher."
As soon as he finished speaking, two skinny boys rushed up panting: "Li Zhenhe! Stop it! The teacher is here! The principal is here too!"
It turned out that the two of them went to find the head teacher and the principal separately.
Fortunately for the principal, the teacher's home is not far from the school. If you run quickly, you can call back and forth in a quarter of an hour.
But the elderly principal couldn't stand it anymore and ran as fast as he could, so he was helped by students to run. He panted for a while and finally climbed up to the fourth floor. He was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist. He huffed and puffed for a long time before he was in the mood to deal with it.
Student reports.
"Isn't this good? Where are the lives lost?"
The person who spoke was the head teacher.
He arrived two minutes earlier than the principal.
On a good day off, I was called to school by a student in a panic, saying something like "someone is going to die." I rushed to the scene in a hurry, but it was not as serious as he said, and I immediately became very angry.
"Pranks must be tempered! I won't say anything if my grades are bad and my class average is lowered. Who said this is the school's decision. Although I sympathize with you and am willing to be lenient with you many times, but
This is not a reason for you to make pranks casually!" The head teacher, who boasted of being a prank, warned him earnestly, "Next time, I think it's better to go back to Keshan! Anyway, you are not the material for studying, so instead of wasting it here, you might as well go back to Keshan!
...Huh? Principal, are you here too?"
The head teacher immediately stepped forward diligently and gave the principal a hand, still complaining: "Do you believe what they say? Human life is at stake. I take care of it. If you don't want to study, just send it back to Keshan! Leave the bed
How nice it is to leave it to the transfer students. At least, their parents will lend them money to study..."