After handling the funeral, Yu Chengfei had people pile up a few conspicuous stones at the scene, with 500 yuan underneath as compensation for the owner of the cornfield. After all, a lot of people's crops were damaged. We continued our journey day and night to ensure that we could return to Beiyuan as soon as possible, because Zhuantou and I had to go back to fill in the application form. That afternoon, we had returned to Beiyuan.
From going to Jinjiajing, to killing Lai Bazi, and then returning to Beiyuan City, it took only two and a half days, and two days were wasted on the road. This super strong fighting power makes me feel incredible. It feels like "killing one person every ten steps, and leaving no trace in a thousand miles."
After I came back, I had a good sleep in the villa, trying to make up for the fatigue of the two and a half days of travel. The next day, the sun rose, and I slowly woke up in the golden light. Lying on the bed, the experiences of the past four years flashed through my mind, from a bullied freshman in high school, to where I am today. The last scene was frozen in the cornfield where Lai Bazi died. I knew that from now on, that memory would be sealed, and my new life would begin.
I have to fill in the application today. If everything goes well, I will be on the campus of Xinxiang University in two months. Thinking of this, I got up, washed, dressed, and drove my Peugeot to Chenggao happily. Chenggao is very lively today. The third-year students are graduating, and the first- and second-year students are looking at us enviously. This time, not only we have a holiday, but also the first- and second-year students. In the cram school, many people are worried about what to fill in. Brick and I directly filled in Xinxiang University. In addition to the first choice, there is also a second choice. I was a little worried, so I filled in Baiqing's second-tier school.
To my parents, they knew I was a bad student in high school, and they thought it would be a blessing if I could get into a third-tier university. In fact, I was with people like Xia Xue, Tao Zi, and Zhuan Chuan every day, so it was hard for me to not study well. Studying depends on the environment. If you are surrounded by smart people, you won't be stupid; if you are surrounded by scoundrels, you will smoke and drink.
The students in the cram school were packing up their books. Brick and I didn't want these things anymore, so we threw them all out of the window on a whim, which triggered a series of book-throwing crazes. Of course, City High School is City High School after all, and everything is under control. The cram school also has to have a farewell dinner. Under the organization of our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, we came to a restaurant near the school at noon. It was not a good restaurant. It was full when we entered with more than 30 people. But the important thing is the atmosphere. I am enjoying this ordinary high school life now. When I think about not having to worry anymore, I feel comfortable all over my body.
Now I really hope that time will go slower, slower, because since I started this path in the freshman year of high school, I have hardly had a good high school life. It is a bit embarrassing to say that there are more than 30 people in the cram school, and two-thirds of them have never spoken to me, and I can't even remember the names of some of them. I think now that I will graduate, I must talk to them, whether they are male or female. Of course, I prefer to talk to girls. I will talk to them more whenever I catch a girl, no matter if she is pretty or ugly.
Soon, I became familiar with several girls in the class. They surrounded me and chattered, asking me to tell them about my past experiences. I randomly picked out a few paragraphs and they were very happy to listen to me. One of the girls even said: "Brother Hao, you are a legendary figure in our hearts, but we can only admire you from afar and feel unapproachable. I didn't expect you to be so approachable. I would have talked to you more if I had known earlier."
I drank a lot at noon. I had completely stopped forcing myself to drink until the end. I was dizzy and heard a girl crying. The other girls were comforting her. I thought she was reluctant to graduate, so I ignored her. But after a while, a girl came over and said, "Brother Hao, you have to help her."
I asked them what happened and they told me that the girl was molested by a freshman. It happened one week before the college entrance examination. When the girl went to the toilet alone during evening self-study, she happened to meet a group of freshmen smoking at the toilet door. Perhaps because they thought the girl was easy to bully, the boy came over and touched her chest. After that, the boys laughed. The girl was so scared that she turned pale and quickly ran back to the class. She didn't tell anyone about this. After all, she was a girl, and she was about to take the college entrance examination. She didn't want it to affect her exams. But this incident was like a nightmare, constantly affecting her spirit. She would even be awakened in the middle of the night. She performed poorly in the college entrance examination this time, and a large part of the reason was because of this incident. Because of this, she cried at the dinner table and told her experience to people around her.
I was furious when I heard that. I slammed the table and said, "Brothers, let's go and avenge the girl in our class." The boys stood up immediately. Although there were only a dozen of them, they were more than enough to deal with a few freshman brats. The head teacher also advised us that it would be best to let the school handle it. I naturally scoffed at it. Forget about suing the school. Even suing the police station might not work.
At my insistence, everyone followed me out of the restaurant and headed straight to Chengnan High School. When I got to the corridor of Grade One, I kicked open the doors of each room and asked the girl to identify the murderer. This feeling reminded me of when I first started to get involved in the school. The most intuitive criterion for how high your status was in the school was to see how many classroom doors you dared to kick.
It was the last day of class for the first year of high school. After today's class, they would be able to go home for the holiday, so there were no teachers in the classrooms, and the discipline was not very good. Every time we kicked a door, the students inside immediately quieted down and stared blankly at us, the drunken uninvited guests. Needless to say, I was the leader today. Even if I wasn't the leader, they wouldn't dare to do anything about the cram school. The girl looked once and said no, and then we continued to move on to the next classroom. After kicking the doors of four or five classrooms, the girl finally cried and said, "It's them, it's them!"
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