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Zhang Nuo, a top student, was faced with a hot potato: tutoring the school bully in his homework.
When he pushed open the door of Wang's house, the smell of decay hit his face, and the blood-red word "death" on the wall stung his eyes.
Wang Xu held a cigarette in his mouth and sneered: "Are you afraid? Good students shouldn't come to this kind of garbage dump."
On the basketball court, Zhang Nuo saw the bruises on Wang Xuan's waist exposed when he jumped up.
"Who did it?" His voice trembled.
Wang Xuan squeezed the Coke can and said, "The old man thinks my breathing is too noisy."
On a rainy night, Wang Xiu curled up on the sofa of Zhang Nuo's house and shivered.
"The name is a curse," he stared at the ceiling. "Rotten wood cannot be carved."
Zhang Nuo held his cold hand: "My name is Nuo, the promise of promise."
When Wang Xu's father swung the wine bottle at Zhang Nuo, Wang Xu stood in front of others for the first time.
The sound of breaking glass mixed with his roar: "He is ten thousand times cleaner than you!"
In the morning light, blood oozed from Wang Xiu's forehead, but he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Nuo:
"Nono, catch me."
Intention: First time trying, please give me advice.