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Chapter 1

The notorious East End.

Sirens always go off all day long.

The corner convenience store has a new batch of goods, full of snacks, colorful, filling two rows of shelves.

The cashier, Xiao Meng, stood in front of the cashier and ate sunflower seeds, his eyes flicking back and forth between the monitor screen and the shelves.

There was only one customer in the store, with his back turned to him all the time, he looked young, wearing a black school uniform, with a loose schoolbag on his back.He stood upright, staring at the potato chips on the shelf for more than ten minutes.

Xiao Meng couldn't help but say, "Hey, are you going to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, don't stand here."

Only then did the boy start to move. He picked slowly and took a few packets of potato chips and a bottle of soda.

Xiao Meng looked him up and down, his eyes wary.

The male student who was closely watched finally picked up something and walked over. The watch on his wrist was the latest smart watch, and the shoes on his feet were also famous brands.His hair was cut short, with a light chestnut color, as if he came out of a cartoon. He was clean and good-looking, and he didn't look like a bad student in any way.

Xiao Meng, who always judges people by their appearance, was completely relieved, and his tone became much better, "Look at your school uniform, it's from No. [-] Middle School, right?"

The boy lightly threw the things in his hand onto the cash register.

Without answering, he reached out and took out his schoolbag.

Xiaomeng felt that he was not threatening, and the chat became more vigorous, "I don't blame me for worrying too much. The main reason is that there are too many juvenile delinquents in your school. They come to my store every now and then to grab money and beat people if they don't give it. Hey, You don't look like you're from the East Side, why did you go there to study? That school is very messy..."

His words fell through.

Seeing this boy with a pure and kind face took out a gun from his schoolbag and pointed it at him.

"Hello, robbery."

Zhu Gao has always felt that her name is ironic.

Good expectations and blessings, it sounds very festive, but shortly after giving this name, he was hit by a car and turned into a vegetable, lying in a hospital bed for five full years.

Of course, this was a day ago.

Unable to move, unable to speak, unable to open his eyes, he was like a wooden man whose eyes had been poked and blinded, lingering in a room full of pungent potion smell.

It was a long and boring time. No one came to visit him. Except for the doctors and nurses who had regular checkups, there was only one person who came every day. I didn’t know what his name was or what he looked like. I only knew that he would sit by the bed when he came. Start nagging, like a nanny who specializes in storytelling.

Zhu Xingxing took out his bag again.

Xiao Meng pushed a bunch of snacks in front of him in fear, and said in a trembling voice, "Just take some potato chips? Are there too few? Do you want to pick something else? Don't take it out...you can grab whatever you want. I will never resist anything I grab..."

Then he looked at him helplessly and took out a book.

The cover is pure black, with a few words full of inner taste printed on it, "The cold-faced Kuo Shao and his double lover".

Xiao Meng: ".."

What does this mean.

This robbery was the weirdest he had ever encountered.

Zhu Xingxing turned two pages unhurriedly, and then looked at Xiaomeng with a polite attitude, "I'm really sorry, please cooperate, pretend to be swearing to the death and snatch my gun, and then call the police."

"Don't be nervous, I will fully cooperate," he said.

Xiao Meng seemed to be watching a mental illness, "What on earth do you want to do..."

Zhu Gaoxing said, "It's nothing, I just want to go to the juvenile prison to learn some knowledge."

There is always a scent on the person who reads, and the voice seems to have a hypnotic effect. He often reads Zhu Gaoxing to the point of drowsiness, but the content is full of twists and turns, tense and exciting, which always wakes him up.

What I'm reading is this book, which is covered with the skin of abusive heart, tortured body and unrequited love, and the three views are not right inside.

The protagonist and Zhu Xingxing have the same name. Compared with each other's fate, we can't say who is better or who is worse. It seems that there is not much difference.

He came from a prominent family, but he was neglected by his parents, bullied by his siblings, and sent to the worst East District to study in the most chaotic school.Being bullied all the year round, he became sensitive and withdrawn, and was forced to drop out of school.

Then I met the protagonist Gong and was raised by him as a stand-in. He was humble and pitiful in love. He hid behind the protagonist Gong all his life as a caged bird. Later, he was made into a waste and was killed because of him. Only then did the protagonist Gong realize his true nature. Love, the pain is so crazy, it seems to be on the big side, kill the big villain awesomely, and run to the tombstone of Wishing Happy to cry, it seems to be moving, true love is invincible.

After listening to this idiot's plot, Zhu Gaoxing felt a little dizzy, and couldn't remember the details clearly, only remembering that person repeating it in his ear day after day.

"Zhu Gaoxin's finger was broken."

"Zhu Gaoxin's leg was trampled and broken."

"I wish you happy death without a whole body."

Zhu Xingxin was so happy that he wanted to sit up and stab the source of the sound to death.

Maybe it was the strong willpower that touched the god of death, and it really rewarded him with a miracle.He woke up, woke up in another world.With a book at hand, there is also a golden finger for reading the plot at any time.

If you follow the plot in the book, you will inevitably lead to a bad death step by step.Zhu Xingxing began to ponder the loopholes and limitations in it, and found that the content of the story can be changed, depending on how the protagonist chooses.

When he woke up, the plot had just developed to the point where the original protagonist was squatting at the school gate, wanting to continue going to school, but after struggling for a long time, he still chose to return to the protagonist Gong's side.

Zhu Xing quickly got up and ran.

You definitely can't stop studying, and the protagonist can't go there, you have to find a good place to avoid the limelight.

According to the description in the book, the protagonist has a lot of money and a lot of power, and is the most powerful wealthy family in the whole city.No matter where Zhu Xing went, he would find him in the name of protection.

Zhu Xingxing thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of a place where the protagonist Gong could not openly provoke him at the moment, the juvenile prison.

The plan is going well so far.

Xiao Meng followed the advice, took the gun, picked up the phone, and prepared to call the police with trembling hands. Seeing that the text on the book was about to change to "I will be arrested and sent to the juvenile detention center", it stopped abruptly.

Someone snatched the gun away and put it on Zhu Xing's neck.

He spoke in a lazily juvenile voice, "Coincidentally, I'm also here to rob."

Xiao Meng's legs were so frightened that he tried to move out while holding on to the table, but he was stopped.

"Hey, don't go away. I robbed him of the things he robbed. Isn't it illegal? It should be called.. Helping with a gun for a righteous cause?" The person who suddenly appeared to disrupt the situation instructed Xiaomeng, "Help me get a bag, Don’t want that bottle of Coke, replace it with Qiup.”

Zhu Xing frowned and looked him up and down.

He is not taller than himself, wearing a large bomber jacket, and there are several cartoon badges with Pokémon printed on the collar.The baseball cap on the head is even more exaggerated, the graffiti lines of the painted smiling face are distorted, and the colors are messy.

The brim of the hat was pressed very low, covering half of his face, only the studs on his lower lip could be seen, sharp and scorching like two devil's teeth.He has a bad youthful demeanor who hangs around the streets, and looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Zhu Gaoxin pushed the gun away, "Brother, it's better to hand over such a dangerous weapon to the police."

The boy tilted his head, "Brother, it's just a toy gun, what's the danger?"

Xiaomeng was stiff and angry.That's right, the incident just happened too suddenly and I was too nervous, I didn't even see the price tag posted on it, 23 yuan and seventy-eight cents, there are some odds and zeros, such poor workmanship, I was blinded by my dog's eyes.

"Are you kidding me?" Xiao Meng's face was ashen, and he picked up the broom in the corner to drive people out.

Zhu Xing moved away sideways, and explained sincerely, "I'm really sorry, I follow the harmonious requirements of socialism, and I can't illegally carry guns, only toys. If you want to vent your anger, call the police and arrest me, and make it serious." Point, the longer I sentence you, the more comfortable you will be."

It was me who called the police and made a big deduction of wages, and Xiao Meng didn't hesitate anymore, just wanted to get rid of this troublemaker as soon as possible, "Seeing that you are a student, I don't care! Get out quickly! Don't delay my business!"

in confusion.

The boy in the jacket picked up the bag slowly, and began to sweep food into it. He swept through dozens of bags of potato chips, seven or eight bottles of seven-up soda, and casually opened a piece of chewing gum and began to chew.

Seeing this behavior of fishing in troubled waters, Xiao Meng became even more angry, and was about to hit him with a broom, but before he could touch it, he saw the little man took out a few crumpled dime notes from his pocket, and threw them at him. Throw it in front of you.

Eloquently, like spreading flowers.

The boy shook the bag and walked away with a loose voice, "Don't thank me, this is what ordinary citizens should do."

Zhu Xing on the side looked down at the book and saw that the content had changed.

"At dusk, Zhu Gaoxin, who almost embarked on the path of crime, unexpectedly met a mad dog in the East District! This little villain who has been insane, sick and crazy since he was a child, Gu Bu Shang! Fate seems to be waiting for him to throw himself into a trap and suck his life force like a devil. What will he, Where should we go!"

I wish you happy: ".."

The author says:

Like the protagonist, the author also strictly abides by the requirements of socialism, and the three views are extremely positive.

The title of the book has not yet been reviewed and has to be changed.

Record history.

"He Drives a Pickup Truck to Bomb the School"

"He Drives a Pickup Truck to Blast Unfinished Buildings"

Twelve Ways to Tame a Mad Dog

Twelve Ways to Teach a Mad Dog

I'm currently thinking about a fifth.

Hope to pass.