Fighting room.

When Li Changsheng appeared.

Jin Wenwen and Wang Dongsheng gathered around.

They showed great interest in the martial arts performance at the double birthday party.

Several people finally decided to perform some practical Kung Fu, such as punching, breaking wood, splitting bricks and so on.

After all, Wang Dongsheng is good at fighting, not martial arts performance.

If you perform real fighting on the stage, I'm afraid it won't be popular.

Because there is a saying in Chinese martial arts that only killing people does not perform.

After all, killing skills are not so beautiful.

After finalizing the content of the performance, Li Changsheng asked them to rehearse by themselves.

Of course, as a coach, he is not interested in performing in person. The reason why he promised Lei Ming is also because he took into account Wang Dongsheng's ideas.

Leaving the fighting room, Li Changsheng walked to Qingteng middle school while walking.

Now the only thing he can think of is to find Yu Youwei except for his dormitory and practice.

Compared with Yu Youwei's gentleness and understanding, Bai Qianxue seems to be the warmest place for Li Changsheng now.

Qingteng middle school is not close to Qingzhou university where Li Changsheng is located.

All the way through the streets, large and small, crisscross, especially some old streets with ancient style and appearance, narrow, secluded and winding. Once trapped, it looks like a maze, that is, people who often live here will not be lost.

Of course, with Li Changsheng's terrible memory, you can also be familiar with the road.

In an old community a few miles away from Qingteng middle school, Li Changsheng had just passed a quiet alley when he saw several teenagers beating a man on the ground with sticks in their hands.

The square stool has sharp legs. Every time it falls, the man on the ground screams.

Although these teenagers played in rough and fleshy places and dared not play on their heads, they still looked cruel when each stick fell.

Especially the young man who fell to the ground and covered his head bowed into a shrimp shape, which made Li Changsheng feel a little sympathy.

Li Changsheng doesn't bother to deal with such fights.

But the boy who fell down was fifteen or sixteen years old.

Finally, Li Changsheng stopped. Instead of directly rushing to put down the teenagers who hit people, he looked around.

Seeing several wine bottles placed on the wall, he picked up a stone facing his feet and hit it with a click.

At this time, the teenagers were fighting hard.

"Boy, don't you have a hard mouth? You can't kill you. Give me another cow to see, and don't see who I am?"

The young man swore while beating his mouth.

A young man of this age has no sense of propriety. He doesn't realize that if he continues like this, if he misses, he may be killed by them.

Just then, I heard a crash, and the sound of the broken glass bottle was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Let several teenagers who had been crazy suddenly wake up.

Almost at the same time, he stopped his hand and looked at the direction of the sound.

Seeing the effect of the broken glass bottle, Li Changsheng immediately turned back and shouted loudly.

"Several police uncles, this is it. Come here quickly and don't let them run away."

As soon as he said this, the young men's faces showed panic.

The next moment, a voice came from the alley on the other side.

"Click! CLICK!"

Chaotic footsteps.

All of a sudden, the teenagers threw down their sticks and ran to the other side.

"Stop! Don't run!"

Li Changsheng gave a pretentious shout.

The teenagers immediately ran faster and disappeared at the end of the alley in a few minutes.

At this time, the boy who covered his head and was beaten barely got up from the ground, his face black and blue, blue and purple.

His body was covered with footprints. He bared his teeth and obviously hurt badly.

Leaning against the wall, he looked at Li Changsheng suspiciously.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the so-called police. Then I wondered, "where's the police?"

"Where are the police? I just learned oral skills for a few days to scare them."

Li Changsheng smiled.

The other party suddenly.

He touched his pocket, took out a box of cigarettes, pulled out one and handed it to Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng waved his hand.

"Why? Don't you smoke?"

Seeing Li Changsheng's refusal, the other party lit it for himself, took a sip, and then leaned against the wall. Obviously, he was hurt by the beating just now.

However, the young man is strong. As long as he is not hit to the vital part, the injury will be completely cured in two days.

"Shit, these grandchildren are blocking me here. If they fight alone, none of them is my opponent."

The young man said with hatred.

Then he looked at Li Changsheng again.

"Thank you, buddy. If you need me in the future, say hello."

The other party arched his hand.

He's young, but he looks like a Jianghu person.

However, in Li Changsheng's eyes, there are some nondescript.

He shook his head.

Looks like a bad boy, too.

"Your injury should be all right. Just go back and have a rest for two days, but don't make trouble in the future. If I hadn't passed by just now, in case you were hit in the head by mistake, you would be finished."

"And you'd better go home and take a bath and change into clean clothes now, otherwise your parents will be worried..."

Who knows, before Li Changsheng finished his words, the other party's face showed some ferocious color, and said coldly, "who are you? Don't point out to me because you think you helped me. You have to say it again. Believe it or not, I'll beat you?"

He stared with a fierce look.

Li Changsheng shook his head.

I know that the young man was beaten for a reason. He is a bad element in himself.

But he didn't bother with a child. He shook his head, didn't say much, and turned and left.

The young man wanted to continue to attack, but he saw that Li Changsheng left him only one back. He couldn't help feeling that he punched cotton. Finally, he spit out a mouthful from the ground and scolded: "silly hat".

There are always some people in the world who don't know good or bad and misunderstand the kindness of others as bad intentions, just as the whole world owes him.

It can't be said that this boy is a bad boy. At the moment, he is in the process of gradual maturity of mental development. Maybe many years later, when he recalls this scene today, he will regret his attitude towards Li Changsheng.

Perhaps many years later, he will tell people that when he met a fool, he thought he could give himself an ideological class if he helped himself a little.

Either way, Li Changsheng doesn't care.

At the gate of Qingteng middle school, Li Changsheng sends a text message to Yu Youwei and waits patiently for Yu Youwei.

A taxi stopped not far from him and came down a middle-aged man.

When he and Li Changsheng looked at each other, their faces showed surprise at the same time.

It was the driver who took Li Changsheng to the airport that day and later had a barbecue with Li Changsheng.

"Why, young man, it's really fate."

"Yes."

Li Changsheng also smiled.

The driver came and handed Li Changsheng a cigarette.

"Why? You've come out of the shadow of lovelorn? You look in a good mood. Remember what my brother told you. There's no grass anywhere in the world."

"By the way, there are many little girls in the Ivy League middle school. They are about the same age as you. That day, I saw a girl who looks like a water spirit. I heard that many people were guarding at the gate of the Ivy League middle school just to shoot the girl after school. Won't you also come to shoot the girl?"

"By the way, it seems that the girl's name is Wei..."

The other party is very talkative.

Hearing his words, Li Changsheng smiled.

I thought that the girl in the other party's mouth designated fish Youwei.

Kwai tiktok sent messages to herself that day, since her campus Belle's name was hung up to the Internet. Every day, a group of people ran to come to shoot videos and send them to APP, such as the fast shaking of the voice, so that she could be very annoyed.