Reckless Youth of Delinquency

Sometimes, I am impressed by the way I study seriously. Do I still look like a murderous gangster?

Also, let’s talk about the new head teacher. He is really an old scholar. I met Brick on the day I signed up. He had no idea where I was coming from, so he criticized me as soon as I opened my mouth. Later I found out that he hardly communicated with other teachers. He seemed to be despairing of the current Chenggao stench. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to his one-third of an acre of land. It was enough to concentrate on teaching his own students, and he didn't care about other things. of idleness. It’s only been a few days since school started, and I’ve already been scolded four or five times.

When I was in the classroom, he would call me out to criticize me and make me tell me the reasons for every absenteeism. Making up excuses is my strong point. I was sick today, too tired yesterday, it rained the day before yesterday and there was a leak in the house. In short, the class teacher was speechless and told me that I am a child who cannot be taught.

"Wang Hao, you can't go to college and you will never be capable. Watching others make a lot of money, you can only go home and farm!"

The scolding was quite harsh. However, no matter how much he criticized me, I never contradicted him, because I saw a long-lost seriousness and responsibility in him, which is the true spirit of Chengnan High School.

I never thought that the breakthrough point to deal with the short mule would be from this class teacher.

One night, everyone from the Black Tiger Gang and I were drinking at the Forest Bar. Only Brick is not there, he is studying at school in the evening. Because of the continuous rain for several days, the bar's business was not very good, with only a few individual customers sitting here and there. Because of this, I had time to sit down and have a few drinks with everyone. At this moment, a young man walked in, wearing a cheap white T-shirt and jeans, and his hair was dyed yellow or black. At first glance, he looked like a low-level gangster. After he came in, we didn't pay much attention, we just continued to drink our wine and tell some interesting stories on the road.

After a while, I saw him walking around this table and that table, looking a little sneaky. At first glance, you can tell that he is selling drugs, and he is still the lowest level. We sneered at him and continued to drink wine without taking him seriously. That bastard seemed to have a bad business. He turned around several tables without selling anything, and then he walked over to us. Halfway through, I suddenly saw the people on our side clearly. I was so frightened that I quickly backed away and continued selling to other tables.

There was a table full of big men. Although they were not from the Black Tiger Gang, they still had dragons and tigers tattooed on their bodies. They seemed to belong to the sporadic forces in the south of the city. The little bastard pestered him for a long time, and finally he was kicked down by a big man and cursed: "Get out of here, I don't like this thing." The little bastard stood up, patted the dirt, and walked towards other tables. It feels quite pitiful. But poor people must be hateful, and I haven't the kindness to help him sell drugs or something. This kind of scum, even death is a light thing.

Just when the little bastard was pestering the table again, another gray-haired old man suddenly came in from the door. When I saw it, I was shocked. Isn't this the head teacher of our review class? Perhaps it was a conditioned response, so I quickly lowered my head. It's funny to think about it. The dignified underworld overlord in the south of the city is actually afraid of an old man in his sixties.

Fortunately, no one saw anything strange about me and continued drinking and chatting. I don't know why the head teacher is here. Does the old man still have this hobby? After a while, a quarrel was heard, and the head teacher's voice sounded: "Ergou, come home with me!" Another voice said: "I won't go back, so you don't have to worry about me!"

I looked up and saw the head teacher struggling with the little gangster from before. The head teacher grabbed his arm and tried to drag him toward the door. The little bastard, with an impatient expression on his face, pushed the head teacher's body hard: "Let me go, let me go!"

The head teacher added: "Ergou, you haven't been home for a few days. Do you know that your mother is very sad?"

The little bastard named Ergou became even more impatient and cursed: "What does my family's affairs have to do with you? Get out of here!" He pushed the head teacher hard. The head teacher was pushed back a few steps by him. Finally, he became angry. He raised his hand and slapped Ergou. The "snap" sound was very loud. The head teacher scolded: "You bastard, come home with me!"

A fight broke out in the bar, and several brothers rushed to stop it. They didn't care who was right or wrong. They directly stopped the head teacher who made the first move and cursed: "No fighting here, get out!"

The head teacher pointed at Ergou and said, "I can go out, but I have to let him go out with me!"

Several brothers still pushed him and said: "You did it first, get out!" In their eyes, the head teacher does not belong here at all, so he should be the one to be expelled, and the little bastard obviously They are their own people.

Ergou said proudly: "Get out of here, old man, is this the place you should be here? You'd better stay out of my family's affairs!"

The brothers pushed the head teacher, no matter how righteous he was, no one took his words seriously. The head teacher was very stubborn and refused to leave, so the brothers started pushing and shoving. It was too easy for a few young and strong boys to turn into an old man over fifty years old, and the curse words he said started to become dirty. The head teacher also knew their identities and obviously did not dare to be too tough.

Although my identity would be exposed, I still stood up and shouted: "Stop!"

Several brothers stopped and I walked towards them. The head teacher saw me and said with slight surprise: "Wang Hao..."

At the same time, several brothers immediately shouted: "Brother Hao!" Their eyes and tone were very respectful.

The head teacher looked at me even more shocked. He had no idea that these social bastards would respect me so much. I waved my hand and asked the brothers to retreat. Then I asked: "Teacher Liu, what's going on?"

Before the head teacher could react from the shock, the drug dealer reacted first. He already knew that Teacher Liu was my substitute teacher. He immediately jumped over and said, "Brother Hao, this old man is my neighbor. He thinks he is capable." It’s so big…”

With a "pop" sound, I slapped my face with my backhand and said in a gloomy tone: "Did I ask you? Get out of the way!"

Ergou was almost scared out of his wits and stepped aside shivering. I said again: "Teacher Liu, please tell me."

The head teacher looked around and found that everyone was quiet and everyone looked at me with respect. He said with a slight hesitation: "You...are you a promiscuous person?"

"Not really." I smiled and said, "I open this bar."

"Oh!" The head teacher's eyes were even more shocked, and he looked back and forth at the structure of the bar, "It must be... several hundred thousand."

"Absolutely." In fact, it's several million.

"Are you quite rich?" The head teacher looked around and said, "If you have money at home, don't squander it. If you should go to school, go to school."

Just as I was about to nod, Ergou next to me said: "What are you squandering? The whole south of the city is covered by Brother Hao, and there are thousands of boys who follow Brother Hao. Are you out of your mind, old immortal?"

"Shut up!" I glared at Ergou. Ergou lowered his head, probably wondering why I was angry.

The expression on the head teacher's face was even more surprised. He looked at me like he was looking at a monster, but he didn't say anything for a long time. He probably remembered what he scolded me a few days ago, "You can only go home and farm" or something like that.

I asked again: "Teacher Liu, what's going on? Why are you here?"

After the head teacher talked about it, I understood what was going on. It turns out that he and this Ergou are neighbors. Ergou comes from a single-parent family. His father passed away early, so his mother dotes on him. Ergou has been a bad boy since elementary school. He hangs out every day and associates with some shady people. I have been stealing and fighting since I was a child, just to make my family worry less. The head teacher dislikes bad children and wants to educate them as soon as he sees such children. But Ergou didn't care about him at all, and scolded him all day long for being an old man. Ergou didn't come home for several days. Ergou's mother was very worried and asked the head teacher to come out and look for her. The head teacher asked about a few children who often played with Ergou, so he found the Forest Bar and unexpectedly met them.

Of course, if it happened, he wouldn't be able to bring Ergou home.

The head teacher quietly said to me: "Wang Hao, please persuade him. His mother is sick and can't get out of bed. She really wants to see him."

I said, "This is easy." I waved my hand and Ergou came over. I said, "Let's go home with Teacher Liu!"

Ergou didn't dare to disobey, so he nodded. Looking at this situation, the head teacher sighed helplessly and said, "You are still the best." Then he led Ergou towards the door. I added: "Teacher Liu, if he disobeys me, you come to me!"

The head teacher nodded repeatedly and took Ergou out of the bar, while I continued to go back and drink with everyone. Everyone laughed and teased me: "Brother Hao, is this the teacher who scolds you all day long?" "As soon as he came in just now, you lowered your head, like a mouse seeing a cat, haha." "Either that. One thing is good for another, and what Brother Hao is most afraid of is the teacher." "Who would have thought that the ruthless Brother Chengnan Hao would have no temper at all in front of the teacher..."

Everyone was talking and laughing.

"Wait a minute..." I interrupted their whispers and asked seriously: "Hey, let me tell you, how do you know this?"

"That's what Brick said!" Everyone said in unison, laughing together again.

I feel really helpless. In order to maintain a psychological balance, I revealed some shocking information about Brick, including the stupid things he had done and the stupid things he had said before, which also made everyone laugh.

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Some friends are dissatisfied because of my occasional delays in updating. I understand everyone’s eagerness to read, but I would like to explain a few words.

First, regular readers know that most authors update books irregularly. Anyway, two chapters a day are enough to finish. This way, there is more freedom and you will not panic about something. The purpose for me, and some authors, to set up scheduled updates is to save everyone the trouble of refreshing. At a certain point, just come over and read the book without wasting time on refreshing. So I also hope that I can set the time and place to save everyone a lot of free time to do other things.

Second, updates are sometimes delayed. 1. Maybe something has delayed me. 2. It may be that a certain chapter is difficult to write and I need to write it seriously, which takes a lot of time. I want to be responsible for my own work, rather than just adding the word count and sending it out when the time comes.

So I hope everyone can understand and I will try my best to update it regularly and at fixed points. But occasionally, for the sake of quality, I will choose to delay updates.