In the 1990s, it was in the first floor corridor of the teaching building of J City No. 2 Middle School.

"Hey, boy, take out all the money!" The two teenagers with colorful heads forced a thin student in the corner.

The student whispered, "I don't have money."

"Ba" one of the two teenagers slapped the student in the face. "Damn it, don't talk to me, hurry up!"

The student's mouth was red and tears fell down. At this time, the tall short and fat boy next to him said, "Forget it, don't break it. This kid is the top student in my class, haha!"

The tall man looked at the student: "Grass, look at him, you are a bear. It's useless to study well." He turned to the fat man on the side and said: "Old fat, go and flip through his pockets, why don't I believe he has no money!"

The slinger said 'e-hearted' and came to the student and said, "Xie Wendong, let go of your hand." It turned out that the student heard the tall boy's words and grabbed his trouser pocket tightly with his hands.

Seeing that the student named Xie Wendong was still holding his pocket with his hands as if he hadn't heard it. "Cao, do you think I fart, right?" The fat man kicked on Xie Wendong's lower abdomen. Xie Wendong hit the wall hard. The fat man pulled his hand away and reached into his pocket. He took out a wrinkled five yuan.

The fat man handed the money to the tall boy and spitted into the ground: "Damn it, you're shameless to give you a face." After that, he laughed and left with the tall boy, leaving Xie Wendong with a painful face.

Xie Wendong is a junior high school student in J City No. 2 Middle School. He studies hard, is smart, and has excellent grades. He can rank first in the whole school. However, he is a little introverted and has no friends. In addition, he is thin and is often bullied by others. Second Middle School is not a key middle school in J City, and the school management is also very lax. There are often bad boys who are not old outside the school. These people are not old and no longer go to school for various reasons and are confused in society. When they see weak and bullied students, they either find fault or ask for money. Perhaps they can feel a sense of accomplishment in this way!

Standing in the school corridor for a while, Xie Wendong bent down and picked up the schoolbag on the ground and walked out of the school. On the way home, Xie Wendong's eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and he kept asking himself in his heart: Why? Why do they always bully me? Why don't they bully others? Why is it me?

No one could give him an answer, and the darkness in the evening covered his tears. Xie Wendong returned home and wiped the tears from his face before entering the door. He didn't want his family to know that he was bullied at school. Weak people do not mean that they have no self-esteem, and even their self-esteem is not strong for anyone. Xie Wendong opened the door with the key, and only his mother was at home. The prepared food was placed on the table waiting for him to come back from school. After seeing him coming back, Xie's mother said, "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Xie Wendong nodded and asked, "Where is my dad?"

"Your dad will work night shift tonight, and I won't go home," Xie Wendong's mother said while picking up the meal. Xie Wendong said 'oh', sat down and looked at the food on the table, without any appetite.

Seeing Xie Wendong sitting and not eating, his mother asked worriedly: "Wendong, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

"No!" In order not to arouse my mother's suspicion, Xie Wendong picked up his bowl and ate it silently.

Xie Wendong lives in an ordinary family. His father works on the railway, drives motorcycles, and often works night shifts. His mother is a laid-off worker and later does some small business outside. Although the family is not wealthy, he has never spent money. Because of his good academic performance, his parents are very pleased. As long as he asks for money, his parents have never refused.

The next day, Xie Wendong got up at half past five. After watching his homework yesterday, he ate something and asked his mother for ten yuan to go to school. His home was not far from the school, only two streets, and he could arrive in less than five minutes. Xie Wendong came to the classroom of his class, and there was no one in the classroom locked and there was no one. Xie Wendong opened the door with the class key and walked in.

He sat in the first row of the class not because he was not tall, but because he was good at studying. This is the case in many schools in J City. They sit in front of the learning and those with poor grades sit in the back. The class seats are determined by each major exam (mid-term and final exam). The school has its own explanation for this method: those with poor grades are those who like to talk or do not listen to the class carefully. Letting them sit in the back will not affect others, and giving students who have hope of going to school will have a better environment.

Xie Wendong sat in his seat and read a book. After a while, the classmate came to the class 66 and the quiet classroom became lively. Students with good relationships got together, some talked about how good the TV series I watched last night, some talked about which star had released new songs recently, and some girls took out their treasured stickers to exchange them together. The teachers were as lively as farmers' markets.

The noise became louder and louder. Xie Wendong frowned and put down the book in his hand. At this time, the fat man who robbed his money yesterday entered the classroom and put his schoolbag on his seat. Seeing Xie Wendong sitting there, he laughed and walked over. He came closer and pulled Xie Wendong's head, "Hey! Did you bring money today?" Xie Wendong was startled and shook his head and said, "I didn't bring money."

"Didn't bring it?" Fangzi smiled and said, "Then let me touch it." As he said that, he touched Xie Wendong's pocket.

Xie Wendong blocked his hand and his voice trembled: "Don't turn it over, my money has to be used for lunch." Seeing that he had money, he threw his arms on Xie Wendong's face: "Cao, are you pretending to me?" The pain on his face made Xie Wendong's eyes red.

At this time, the students in the classroom turned their eyes here, some with questions, and some were gloating. Seeing that the students in the class were looking at him, Xie Wendong's face turned red, and he knew that his self-esteem was trampled on the ground. Xie Wendong's deskmate couldn't see it anymore, and a girl with a round face said to the fat man: "Li Shuang, you are too much, how can you hit someone?"

Li Shuang pointed to the girl: "Get out, what's wrong with you!"

The girl stared at her eyes and said loudly, "Why, you can't hit someone." The classmate who had a good relationship with the girl talked to her, "Forget it, Li Shuang, stop arguing, the teacher is coming soon." "Xu Na, come on. Don't call him." Xu Na is the name of a girl at the same table with Xie Wendong. She usually likes to make trouble, like a tomboy, but her academic performance is very good.

Li Shuang nodded and looked at Xie Wendong who was silent and said, "Okay, damn it, wait for me!" He turned around and returned to his seat to sit down, panting.

Xu Na said loudly to Xie Wendong, who lowered her head, "What are you afraid of? What else can you do when you are waiting for him?" After that, she sat down angrily. She pushed Xie Wendong next to her and said, "Why are you so timid? The more you are afraid of him, the more he bullies you. Is there no older brother in your family? I'll be so angry when I find him to beat him up."

Xie Wendong nodded mutely and said, "Thank you."

Xu Na became angry when she saw him like this and turned her head to ignore him.

The day in Nanao finally passed. After school, the students in the teacher left one by one, but Xie Wendong dared not leave. He was afraid that Li Shuang would find someone to block him in the school corridor. In the end, he was left with the classmate on duty today in the classroom. The student on duty today was Zhang Qiang, who had been bullied by Li Shuang before. Seeing that Xie Wendong had not left yet, he asked him while sweeping the floor: "Xie Wendong, why haven't you left yet? It's almost six o'clock (the school has finished school at 5:30)."

Xie Wendong touched his head embarrassedly and said, "I still have a geometry problem that I haven't figured out, so I'll leave later."

"Haha, you really work hard. No wonder you are studying so well!" After a while, Zhang Qiang cleaned the classroom, picked up his schoolbag and said, "Xie Wendong, I've finished cleaning. Are you leaving? Let's go together if you want to leave."

Xie Wendong shook his head, "You go first, our families are different."

Zhang Qiang said 'beg' and ran out of the classroom with his schoolbag. Xie Wendong waited for a while, and it was already past six o'clock when he looked at the watch. He felt that even if Li Shuang waited for him, he would not have been able to wait so late. Maybe he thought he had left home early.

Xie Wendong packed up his books, picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. After locking the door, he turned around and left.

(The teaching building of the Second Middle School is a five-story building that is quite large. The first and second and third floors are classrooms for each class. The fourth and fifth floors are laboratories, computer rooms, voice rooms, etc. Xie Wendong's classroom is on the second floor.)

At this time, most of the students in the school had left. The lights in the corridor were turned off, which seemed a little dim. Xie Wendong walked to the corridor on the first floor. This was the place he was most afraid of, because Li Shuang and others were often waiting for him here. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, Xie Wendong's heart finally fell down. But halfway through the corridor, the classroom door next to him opened, and four or five people walked out of it. There were Li Shuang and the tall man who robbed money yesterday.

Li Shuang smiled evilly and said, "Xie Wendong, you are out, let's wait!" As he said that, four or five people surrounded Xie Wendong.

Xie Wendong felt a little cold. He had never been bullied by many people. Tears almost fell, "Li Shuang, today... I'm sorry this morning!"

"I'll go fuck you! Don't talk about anything else, take out the money first." Li Shuang relied on the large number of people and spoke a lot more toughly.

"I bought all my money for lunch, but I really don't have it now."

Li Shuang smiled and said, "No, right, I'll hit you." After saying that, he shouted and kicked Xie Wendong on the thigh. The others were all sluts from each class, who were not afraid of big troubles. Seeing that Li Shuang had taken action, he surrounded Xie Wendong without saying a word and punched Xie Wendong. Li Shuang said while hitting, "Don't hit the face, it's hard to say if it's broken." Xie Wendong was forced to lean against the wall and hugged his head with both hands. At this time, he could no longer feel the pain on his body, because compared with the pain in his heart, it was really lighter. He could not hear the outside world's voice, and his ears were full of buzzing.

"Okay! Stop hitting." Li Shuang saw that it was almost done and stopped the others. He didn't want to beat people up and make a big deal. He grabbed Xie Wendong's head, and Li Shuang patted his face with his hand and said, "You bring me ten quick money tomorrow to school. If you don't take me, you still ask someone to beat you up, do you know?"

Xie Wendong leaned against the wall, bent his waist, lowered his head, and tears dripped down his cheeks. Seeing that Xie Wendong didn't say anything, Li Shuang pulled his head hard and said, "Cao, didn't I hear me talking to you?" Xie Wendong was numb and said, "Ah!" Li Shuang nodded with satisfaction. He left with others, "What are you doing later?" "Go to play games!" "It's boring, why not play billiards!" "Damn it, do you have money?" Li Shuang and others walked out of school with a smile.

At this time, Xie Wendong's body leaning against the wall slowly slid down, squatting on the ground and hugging his head with his hands in his arms. Now he felt that he had no meaning in life. What's the point of studying? He was bullied by others! Why? He hit his head with his fist. He was too weak, why didn't he fight with them, and why didn't he dare to tell his parents about being bullied at school.
Chapter completed!