I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 9
It was a hot, dry day in late August in South City. There is a wind rolling over the tarmac, and the air is filled with the faint smell of baked plastic.
The two rows of small-leafed ficus along the roadside, tassel-like air roots drooping listlessly, cicadas can’t even raise their energy.
The old street Internet cafe is fully air-conditioned, the boss sat behind the bar to tease the cat.
A few 16 or 17 years old teenagers and girls are playing games in a frenzy, and there are some cold beers piled up in a mess by the computer, in cans, bubbling out and breaking.
Occasionally people go to the bar to get a drink, see them, are far away, do not want to cause trouble.
This group of people on the gangster temperament is too prominent.
Hair dye, tattoos, earrings, swear words, a few fingers are also holding a cigarette, quite skillfully swallowed, and still in the face of adolescence does not fit.
The only one who wears a school uniform is a short-haired girl with dyed flaxen hair, lipstick color is just right, her features are still clean, is looking down at her phone, put out her cigarette in a wet paper towel. The school badge of South One is pinned on the chest.
The boy with two rows of ear piercings on his ears may have lost the game again, cursing day and night: “Zhao Yunsang is still coming or not? If she’s not here, I’m matched with a few teammates! It’s really fucking frustrating!”
“Do not come.” The boy next to him dyed his head flamboyant turkey red, drank a mouthful of beer and said, “I saw her father drag her all the way from the video game city yesterday, scolded very fierce, the momentum, home not to break her legs can not end.”
Ear piercing man froze: “Her father came back? Her father is not on a business trip for six months to come back?”
Someone casually interjected: “My brother Sang is really miserable, again scolded by his own father.”
“Must be uncomfortable with her prodigal behavior, ah.” Red hair said, “Who let her have a bullying 985 seedling brother, this comparison, her father certainly want to scold her to death.”
The ear hole man opened another game, tsk: “Zhao Yunsang in the end is not her father’s biological ah? This kind of father in addition to rich, but really no good, give me for nothing, I do not want.”
“You don’t want someone to want it.” The red hair smiling, “I want to have a rich father, only give money and do not care about me, beat me to death I am happy.”
The girl in school uniform who hadn’t spoken raised her head and held up her cell phone: “She said to come back later, the gatekeeper was watching closely and couldn’t go over the wall.”
“How dare you go over the wall?” The red hair is surprised, “She is really not afraid to be rich father break legs ah?”
The school uniform girl lowered her head and laughed, there was no hidden light sarcasm in her eyes: “What’s wrong with a broken leg? Not the money, and then find a doctor to connect it.”
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A street away, the side door of the South First Middle School.
The two gatekeepers wearing the black uniforms of the first middle school are sitting under the shade of a tree with a stool, chattering.
Occasionally, a staff car turns up from the street and honks its horn, and the gatekeeper raises the gate lever to let it go.
It was lunch break and the campus was quiet. The wind is dry, sweeping through the trees behind the fence, a clatter, and the sky is blue and crossed with airplane clouds.
The young girl squatted in the corner under the fence pulling weeds, with a finished ice-cream stick in her mouth.
About five minutes, there is no more car access. Two moncler outlet finally can not top the hot sun, carrying stools into the side door side of the janitorial room.
The air conditioning unit buzzed, the room door closed.
The young girl patted the grass scraps on her hands and stood up, throwing the sorbet sticks far into the trash can.
She was wearing a pill hair, her complexion was glowing white, her almond eyes were dark, and her face was indifferent, like a cold and sweet lychee rose. The school uniform jacket is tied around the waist, and the legs in the torn jeans are long and straight.
The young lady glanced at the closed door of the room and turned to the two-meter-high fence.
At the top of the wall stood a row of nearly thirty centimeters long spiked gun fences that reflected a shiny silver light in the sun.
The corner of the wall to the east is the dead end of the side door monitoring, where there was also a monitor, was broken by students secretly a few, and then not replaced by a new one.
The corner of the wall is stacked with a few stones, artificial. This is known as the mecca of South One’s wall.
Read the message from his friend Jiang Qi again: [We are in the old street Internet cafe.
Zhao Yunsang put his phone back in his pocket and bent over to stack the rocks on the east corner.
The bruise on her knee, which Zhao Xinsong had accidentally smashed with an ashtray last night, was torn from her movements, and Zhao Yunsang hissed lightly.
Her father had asked for connections to transfer her to a key science (2) class at South First High School over the summer, and knowing that her sophomore year started today, he flew directly to South City after signing the contract, intending to meet her new class teacher in person, send some gifts, and have someone take care of her.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
“The school year will start tomorrow, and you’re still going out and fooling around! How badly you did last semester, you do not have points in your own heart? All day long, like a piece of mud that can not hold up the wall, I feel ashamed to be your father! Why don’t you learn from your brother? He topped the exams at Jiangda High School every time! Your grandparents are happy, I also look good, and look at you ……”
The same words over and over again, Zhao Yunsang tired of hearing, casually top two sentences, her father was angry half to death, smashed over an ashtray.
Today, she was hurriedly escorted to the class teacher’s office, sent some meet and greet, and flew to Wan City.
It is reasonable to say that just the beginning of the school year is not strict, but the South One is a key high school in South City, in and out of the school gate or to check the walking permit, or hand over a signed leave note.
Zhao Yunsang’s new home is in the Liuxing Bay villa area, far from the school. Zhao Xinsong only goes home twice a year, while her brother Zhao Yunyu studies in Jiangcheng and lives with his grandparents. She was too lazy to go home and did the accommodation.
Hand on the brow bone to block the sun, Zhao Yunsang stared at the fence, slowly backward.
Retreat to about the same distance, stop.
Run a few steps, step on the pile of stones, leap up hard on the toes, both hands on the top of the fence.
The movement is light, like a cat on summer patrol.
Fingers tugging a sun-baked to hot pointed gun, Zhao Yunsang quickly climbed up.
Outside the wall were planted rows of dense banyan trees, and occasional cars flew by on the tarmac.
She squatted on top of the fence, ready to cross the spiked gun fence. The first time I saw it, I saw a pair of black and quiet peach blossom eyes.
