In our senior year of high school, the three of us rushed the grade dean's son to the hospital.
Because he blocked Jiang Nian in the equipment room and wanted to do something shameful.
The day the punishment was decided, my dad slapped me in the face: "You are the best in the school, how can you get ahead if you hang out with that bastard Zhao Ye?"
Zhao Ye's grandmother wiped away tears and knelt down to the principal: "My grandson has a bad temper, he is not a bad boy..."
Only Lao Su stood in the corridor smoking without saying a word.
The punishment is: probation and a major demerit.
On the day the disciplinary decision was posted, the grade director's son was discharged from the hospital and blocked the school gate with more than 20 people.
He pointed at Jiang Nian and said, "I must take this woman away today."
I stood in front of Jiang Nian, my legs shaking.
Zhao Ye picked up an iron pipe from nowhere and was trembling all over.
Lao Su pulled us behind him and took two steps forward alone.
He put out the cigarette butt on the hood of the man's car and said:
"When I was in southern Xinjiang, I blocked thirty people by myself."
After that day, the three of us got a nickname: The Crazy Trio.
Ten years later, there will be no "school bully" or "madman".
There are only three directors of a particular department.
Some people also ask us, why did we go from school to society?
I looked at Jiang Nian next to me. She had changed from the timid girl she was back then to the legal director of our company.
"Just to be fair," I said, "I also want those girls back then to be able to live a steady life."
Lao Su rarely spoke: "Now we want the country to be safe.
