Chapter 1 Crossing

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"Brother Qin asked you something! What are you looking for?"

Qin Shiwu opened his eyes and poured a big mouthful of pool water into his mouth and nose. Someone grabbed the hair on the back of his head and pulled him out of the pool and threw him on the ground. on the ground.

Qin Shiwu rolled over and lay on the ground, thinking vaguely: Who dares to hit me in Yizhong?

He remembered that he had a big fight with his own parents in the office, and then rushed out of the teaching building "flying over the roof and walls".

As soon as he ran to the wishing pool, he didn't know that he was tripped by that blind student and fell directly into the pool.

Fortunately, the water in the wishing pool was not deep, but suddenly he was hit hard on the head, and when he raised his head again, he heard someone scolding him.

Strangely, Qin Shiwu's position in Provincial No. 1 High School is unassailable, and he is a well-deserved leader of gangsters. From junior to junior high school, to senior senior, who would not shy away from hearing his name? Who would dare to beat and scold him at school?

"Brother Qin, this kid is very insidious, why don't we just give him a beating today?"

The voice reappeared in his ears, and what fell with the voice was a fist, hitting his face.

Qin Shiwu was beaten to the side of his head, and heard another sentence: "What kind of hanging are you hanging? Our Brother Qin has the final say in Provincial No. 1 Middle School, understand?"

Yes, it is Brother Qin who has the final say in Provincial No. 1 Middle School.

Qin Shiwu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, admitted in a daze.

He, Qin Shiwu, is the "Brother Qin" of Provincial No. 1 Middle School, but who is the second "Brother Qin" who appeared out of nowhere?

Is the title "Brother Qin" hereditary?

How dare he engage in a sneak attack while he was arguing with his parents and feeling restless? It's not a fucking thing...

"Brother Qin, this kid seems to be an idiot. Hitting him is like beating cotton. It's no fun."

Qin Shiwu lay on the ground for a while, and after a burst of severe pain in his body, he suddenly He sat up quickly, ready to give the person behind him a kick.

But he sat up, and first saw a young man standing in front of him, about seventeen, tall, fair-skinned, with exquisite features, sharp and beautiful, wearing a blue and white school uniform crookedly, with sleeves rolled up to his wrists, layer upon layer There are many folds in the stack, and the zipper is open, revealing the cut-off sleeves of the middle two skulls inside, looking at him indifferently.

It seems that he is that Brother Qin.

When Qin Shiwu saw the young man's face, he paused blankly, pinched his own face, and blurted out: "...Dad?"

The people around the young man were also stunned for a moment, then turned their heads and said, "Qin Chu, this kid Have you lost your mind?"

Hearing the name, Qin Shiwu stood there dumbfounded: ...it was his father's name.

Theoretically speaking, this boy named Qin Chu is Qin Shiwu's father, with the same appearance and temperament.

But from the perspective of scientific development, he is not Qin Shiwu's father.

His father is in his thirties this year, and the boy in front of him, who is carved out of his father's mold, is obviously only seventeen years old.

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