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I try not to write the story too hard to understand, but life is not inherently interpretable.

Remember the saying: a person needs three years to learn well, and only three days to learn badly.

But how can a bad ridiculous person learn well?

My answer is seven friends, seven friends who can't be named.

They walked in front of me one by one and fell into the abyss for me.

Only then did I get lost and know how to cherish the present.

If you do n’t have these seven friends, you might be a big bad guy now.

. . .

Asked me how I met the fourth son?

This may be the fate. I was classified as a worse school in junior high school.

Horizontal reading three, commonly known as horizontal three.

The third high school is the key point of the city. It is nothing if you add a horizontal.

My junior high school can be regarded as a famous school, shouldn't the experimental middle schools around the world be too bad?

Who would have expected the penultimate class of the junior high school and the bottom of the school grade.

For the first time, I took the exam for the third time, and I passed the white paper in English.

I still remember the day of the exam, I also wanted to turn around and see how to do the last major math problem.

When I saw the test papers of the girls in the back row, a binary linear equation. She just used the "X" to solve it. I glanced at it and turned to plan to ignore her in this life. Really can't learn, the operation requirements are too high.

It is amazing that the top three of the whole school are in our class. The first class leader is a girl.

The second place is a rough man of the cultural committee.

I became the third health committee member. . .

As a result, the dormitory was distributed on the day of admission.

It is because of the halo of my health committee that courtesy of classmates becomes a duty. As a result, all the classmates were arranged and there was no place when I arrived.

This is only the beginning of this incident, and also the beginning of my meeting with the fourth.

The amazing high school just happened to have three more students in different classes, but four people formed a dormitory.

This dormitory is next to the security dormitory on the first floor and is slightly different from the student room.

In fact, it is more like an idle security room, and the three people who stayed with me were almost unhappy.

But everything has long been unable to change, and the school has no more seats to allow us to live.

When four people meet each other, they are naturally ranked by seniority.

The boss deservedly became the boss in 1992.

The second child became the second child in April 1993.

And I was the third in the fourth.

As for the fourth son, we have not asked him and said with a smile: "No need to ask, they are all smaller than you."

Who would fight for the small back then, but then I learned that the eldest was older than us. At least older than me, I can be sure.

Of course, everyone no longer asked about it at the time, starting from the smallest one-person dormitory for a month.

Naturally, the first round overwhelmed the eldest, and the eldest actually just smiled and did not speak.

Earlier I said that this is a security room, and the area may be only half of the student room.

The student room can have four beds and four corners, while the security room can only place two bunk beds.

The boss and the second bunk are on the bunk.

The boss was lying on the lower bunk almost for the first time, pointing to the top and saying, "I don't like high places."

The second child also helplessly climbed onto the upper bunk without complaining.

And I looked at the fourth, this is the first time I and the fourth face to face.

At first glance, the fourth man is a very quiet person.

With heavy black-framed glasses, it looks particularly calm.

Putting it in the pile of people is the most ordinary way, it is almost impossible to recognize him at a glance.

And he is not a classmate of my class, I almost only know what his name is Yun Huan.

But the full name never remembered, and I was n’t even sure if Yun Huan was the word in the name.

So afterwards, almost all of my mouth was a fourth, and he was also a mouthful of a third.

The fourth elder smiled and held out his hand, when I was stunned.

The fourth man and I were in the bedroom for a long time, and then I unconsciously reached out and shook his hand.

He smiled again and said, "Comrade, take care of me in the future. Do you choose first, do you prefer top or bottom?"

I heard him a little bit confused, the word comrade brought me back to the feeling before the reform and opening up.

I smiled and said, "Just call me the third best, comrades sound strange."

The fourth elder smiled and said, "The elders at home taught me to make more friends and recognize the way."

At first, the elders in this family didn't care.

But then I learned that the weight of this elder is really extraordinary.

"I'm going to sleep on top. The following will be more convenient for you. I don't have much more than you, how do you think?" I said.

The fourth son was also kind enough to sit on the bunk bed.

And I know that the bottom bed is commonly known as: ten thousand people lying.

As long as some classmates come, there is no place to sit is the bunk bed. Grind your pants and clothes, don't think about where to clean.

Of course there is no problem with the excuses I said. I have no luggage in this city.

But because the family is also more than 30 kilometers away from school, he chose to live on campus.

The fourth is in the urban area next door, and Longwan District seems to have never been too peaceful.

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Four different classes of dormitory rooms are prone to problems.

Coupled with this is a well-known poor school, next door is 21st and 23rd.

Group fights are common among schools, but they are different.

If you hit outside, just hit outside. If you don't hit outside, just hit yourself.

There are nine classes in the school. Almost every class has friction.

You must ask the principal and the teacher why they don't care about this matter. The teacher and the principal confessed that they only care about the college entrance rate.

There is almost no way to manage these things as long as there is no human life, because it is a fight. Each side holds the word, and at most both sides have remembered it. Waiting for the next expulsion will not do much more.

It is very common that one person's bedroom rushes into another bedroom to pull people, that is, almost every bedroom has a steel pipe stick underneath the bed.

But knives are really not there, but on the outside it is another style.

Instead, there are few wooden rods and iron pipes.

In the first week of school, they were beaten out of school.

Our dormitory is in perfect harmony with each other. The security room is next door.

Something really happened. It was very convenient to go to the security guard.

The second reason is that the four classes can collect almost half of the news of the whole school.

Which class and which class is a bit turbulent can almost remind each other.

The four of us formed a group almost quickly.

Of course, the second class where our boss is the most jumped.

And the boss is almost the one who fan the flames.

A steel pipe was hidden under each of our beds for each of us, as the name suggests, outsiders came to greet us.

Otherwise, they came to the door, and they didn't even have a self-defense weapon.

The second child is a nerd, unable to extricate himself from the novels of Xiuxian.

There is an old book stand in front of the school. You can borrow a book with a deposit of ten dollars.

The second child almost squeezed more than a hundred, and every time I borrowed a whole set.

I remember when I was bored, he loved to push books for me.

And I am neutral and try not to join in the fun.

I think most of the reasons that can cause fights are in the words field.

Even if there are two sides of a city, the east to the west can be regarded as a foreign country in the eyes of our minors.

Once the chassis consciousness is formed, fighting becomes inevitable.

Then if my character really touches my head, then I want to get rid of my arm.

The fourth one is the kind who does not ask the world, holding a mobile phone all day long.

I guess the first generation of iPhone has n’t seen you so much.

In the era when TV stations Golden Apple and Star Apple were flying everywhere.

I once thought that the eldest was holding a copycat on TV, and the real iPhone, my turtle, didn't know iPhone4 until after college.

I did n’t have a mobile phone in high school, so I bought a Nokia in high school.

And I remember that just two months after I bought Nokia, Nokia was shut down by Android.

Of course, these are off-topics, because I do n’t have a cell phone.

When I had a mobile phone, the fourth senior dropped out of school in the second year of high school, and the reason for this dropout is where I admire the fourth most.

That's why he can be called one of the Seven Friends by me.

We live on the first floor, and it is basically impossible for four people to encounter major crises except for the indirect challenges of the General Assembly.

But in the second semester of sophomore year, the four of us were eating in the cafeteria that day.

Sitting opposite are three female classmates, whose appearance can only be said to be average.

But it seems that he is being teased by the long hair of another class at this time, because he has long hair covering his eyes.

At that time, this hairstyle seemed to be very popular, that is, to cover one half of his face with bangs.

Let ’s say it ’s killing Matt, but it ’s not as exaggerated as killing Matt.

The four of us didn't care much in our eyes.

The second child said first, "Do you want to go to the hero to save the beauty?"

The boss just smiled and said: "We can't afford this person, there are celebrities on the list under the bed board."

I said to the fourth elder: "That long-haired, molesting girl is from your class?"

The fourth old man glanced at his head and said, "I don't recognize myself in my class."

We didn't care about the matter and ate it on our own.

But then a crisp slap and the screams of girls came from us.

The slap is long hair, and the zipper of the girl's coat seems to be long hair.

None of the people in the canteen stopped, but I saw the old man holding the iron tray up to his hairy head.

The long hair also reacted and picked it up with his arm. A soup was dumped on his body and he began to grumble.

After cursing a few words, Long Hair calmed down and said, "What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"

The boss shook his head and said: "The fourth son is finished, this long hair is really not small in school."

"Apologize." The fourth son said lightly.

Long-haired stood up, but found that he was half a head shorter than the eldest.

Long-haired unbuttoned his jacket stained with sauce and threw it on the ground, seemingly intending to do it.

I stood behind the eldest.

At the time, I didn't know what I was thinking. I guess I felt that the other party was messing with myself.

But the second child and the boss did not stand up.

Longhair said again: "I remember you. Don't sleep in your bedroom tonight. Our four bedrooms on the second floor will go down to find you. Be careful.

"Apologize to me first." The fourth son continued.

But Long Hair grabbed the clothes on the ground and walked out of the cafeteria.

The fourth elder was going to chase and was stopped by me.

The female classmates were also taken away by two other female classmates.

We took the seat back, and the old man frustrated again.

The boss shook his head and said, "That long hair will really come at night."

The fourth elder asked: "Do you know the floor of this long-haired?"

"The innermost bedroom on the second floor, are you going to ask for guilt? The three hundred yuan may be resolved, but it is estimated that it will be graduated next." The boss said.

I asked subconsciously: "What do you want to do?"

"Be the first to be strong," said the fourth son.

After school that afternoon, the fourth son pulled out two iron bars from under the boss's bed.

Passed one to me and said, "You had a share at that time, will you come this time?"

I shook my head.

"It's all mine, and I can handle it." The fourth son said with a smile.

At the time, I didn't know why I had a cramp and grabbed the old man and handed the iron bar.

Just after school, almost all students returned to their dorms.

The fourth man took me, and the two held the iron bar on the second floor.

Entering the innermost bedroom in front of everyone, almost no one stopped us along the way.

The fourth man came in, and I came in.

The eldest raised his stick and surrounded the long hair on the left side of the door in the four corners.

"Apology." It was a stick.

"Apologize with me." Another stick.

I took the iron bar and locked the bedroom door.

Longhair cried out that there was no way to fight back, and the other three in a dormitory with Longhair almost looked stupid.

When the other three were ready to take action, the fourth elder almost shouted: "Just find him alone, and you will fight together if you help."

I do n’t know if it ’s the words of the fourth son, or the long hair that cries out has enough deterrent power.

Almost no one had movements, but the classmates with long hair outside the door came.

Shouting a set of rhetoric outside the door, it was probably just opening the door to say everything.

But the fourth son shook his head and said, "Can't open the door."

Things are also the beginning of the fourth, and I dare not arbitrarily.

The fourth man almost repeated this sentence: "Apology."

An apology and a stick.

I don't remember how many hits, the door began to hustle and bustle shouting to call the police.

What the fourth year old did at the next moment made everyone feel incredible.

The fourth son opened the door and was very calm.

Several long-haired classmates walked in with a stick, but none dared to do it.

Because I understand that the fourth son is now red-eyed, of course, the next fourth man's words shocked everyone.

The fourth elder took out the iPhone and said to the long-haired: "Are you somebody? My uncle opened the valve factory in Longwan, so I call you and you call someone. Let's see who's coming is good?"

The fourth man called and said a few words.

Probably just making trouble at school again, some people need to be settled.

I took a breath of breath when I heard another word.

The fourth son finished throwing the iPhone into the long-haired bed and said, "Is there a number? You can call someone."

Long-haired seems to have called his brother.

Then the fourth eldest said to the people who came in, "Things are solved, you go out."

I don't know if it's because it's irrelevant, but the long-haired students almost went out silently.

The three people together with the bedroom also went out.

The fourth man closed the door, leaving me standing at the door.

The fourth son took back his mobile phone, another apology and a stick.

I also wonder if the long-haired mouth is really that hard, or it has been beaten.

Lao Si successively knocked a few times and sat on the bed next to him to rest, but after long hair lying, he almost dared not move.

An hour later, a dozen vans.

The employees of the sixty or seventy valve factories and the uncle of the eldest came over.

The school's teachers and security guards informed the principal of this matter.

The staff of the valve factory cannot drain the water around the bedroom.

When the door opened, the fourth elder looked like a hero.

After another half an hour, the long-haired brother and parents came to the school.

But the long-haired parents seemed unable to speak.

And the eldest uncle smoked, and the tone of speech was almost exactly the same as that of the eldest. He took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to his long-haired parents: "I'm a mess in this place. If I want to fight, I will come to this address. We are not afraid of how much we come, how are you going to deal with this matter today? My nephew knows more than I do, or you talk to him. "

The fourth elder called me back to the bedroom and said that I should not mix the following things because I might have remembered them.

I was almost conquered by the eldest, and I did n’t know what happened after I left.

It seems that because of my departure, the fourth son stopped everything.

And because the eldest was almost hitting a point, long hair was interrupted and he dropped out of school.

The fourth son also dropped out of school because of this matter.

The female classmates didn't seem to get an apology in the end.

After this incident, I almost learned how to deal with the fourth old man.

But I am more restrained than him.

For the rest of the year, I studied hard.

After graduating from high school, I was admitted to Wenzhou University.

But since then I have never seen the fourth son.

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