My Sister is a Big Star

Time passed, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, Professor Li announced his disbandment. Qin Ze carried a shoulder bag, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and left the classroom slowly.

"Qin Ze, the old place is waiting for you."

"Let's masturbate first, come here when you're done."

In the dormitory chat group, roommates left him messages.

It's only five o'clock, and it's still early. It's not too late to play a few games and go home, and it won't delay the modeling homework. Thinking of this, Qin Ze happily ran to the Internet cafe.

Efforts to make progress requires great perseverance. And to fall, you only need a reason to convince yourself.

Swallowing clouds and mist in the Internet cafe, fighting in the virtual world, and fighting until 6:30, Qin Ze was shocked to realize that the sky outside the window was already gray.

"Come again, I don't believe that I can lose three times in a row." Li Liang bit his cigarette butt, cursing.

Except for the first win in the first game, the four-person black lost two games in a row, which made Li Liang, who was very determined to win, very unwilling and irritable.

Qin Ze looked at the time and remembered that his sister lost her temper last night. She resolutely rejected the game invitation sent by Liu Ziqiang, a teenager with internet addiction. about."

If I don't cook chicken and mushroom stew tonight, will Qin Baobao sever my sibling relationship with me?

"Damn, can you still have fun?" Li Liang rolled his eyes.

Qin Ze patted him on the shoulder and said hello: "Let's go."

He took the elevator downstairs and drank a cigarette at the entrance of the Internet cafe. At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of several young men in smart clothes walking towards him. They were wearing jeans, a black T-shirt, and a head of hair covering their eyes. Between a normal person and a killer.

Qin Ze always kept a respectful distance from such people, grabbed the lighter, and turned sideways to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the guy in the lead with the silver earring slammed his shoulder at him provocatively. In the end, instead of knocking Qin Ze down, he stumbled. Fortunately, his companion behind him helped him.

"Fucking hell." The silver-eared youth cursed angrily, kicking Qin Ze's lower abdomen with his feet.

Qin Ze took a few steps back quickly, avoiding his kick, and was about to speak, when the young man refused to let go, and shouted: "Hit him."

Several people rushed forward. In the chaos, Qin Ze didn't know how many times he was kicked and punched. In the past, he must have fallen to the ground, curled up with his head in his arms, and could be hit as you like. But he is different now, with a strong body and extraordinary ability to fight.

Five or six people kicked and kicked around him, and Qin Ze was also fighting back. He got up and kicked a guy over.

Qin Ze gritted his teeth, endured the raindrops of blows, kicked and kicked back, hit and punched... Hey, where are people!

With a glance, they were all lying on the ground.

I am not what I used to be. Now I am a fitness expert who can jump more than one meter high. How strong is my leg? There was a surge of pride in my heart, and I wished I could let out a long roar.

At this moment, it was rush hour, and there were many pedestrians on the road, watching one after another. Some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures or record small videos.

During a fight, the adrenal hormones are secreted, and the spirit is excited. Now the blood is cooling down, and I feel pain all over my body, especially the face and eyes, which are burning hot.

Damn it, in the novel, the main character fights ten times per person. It's all a lie. When a fight really starts, a swarm of swarms, you are not supercilious, just see your tricks and recruit your sister.

"Fuck your sister, a bunch of bad guys, wait until you enter the police station." Qin Ze spat blood at the young man with the silver earring, and took out his cell phone to call the police.

It's been so many years, and there is a price to pay for beating someone.

Perhaps because he heard that he was going to call the police, the young man with silver earrings became anxious. He took out a jackknife from his pocket and slammed into Qin Ze, knocking him staggeringly, and stabbed Qin Ze's abdomen with the jackknife.

The lower abdomen felt slightly cold, and it didn't hurt as much as imagined, but Qin Ze only felt a chill creep up his spine, and his heart beat violently.

Shallow medical knowledge told him,

Pain is caused by the flow of blood and the stretching and contracting of muscles, which touch the nerves and feel pain. In many cases, death is not linked to pain, and the absence of severe pain does not mean that you are fine.

I was stabbed!

I might die!

Great fear enveloped him, adrenal hormones were secreted crazily, and the wildness hidden in the DNA was stimulated. Like a beast on the verge of death, he fought back.

He punched the young man with the silver earring hard in the face, breaking the bridge of his nose.

"Kill it! Kill it!"

"Call the police!"

"Call 120 first."

"Take a photo and post it on Weibo."

The melon-eating people around were fried, some were panicked, some were anxious, some were bewildered, and some were in high spirits. Passers-by gathered more and more.

In the Internet cafe, Li Liang clattered on the keyboard, and the mouse moved around, beating life and death in the game.

There was a noise from downstairs, and he faintly heard "Killed, killed, killed..."

Sensitive words stimulated his instincts, his heart pounded, the game was insignificant at this time, he threw the mouse, rushed to the security window, and looked down.

He immediately saw Qin Ze who was sitting on the ground, his lower abdomen was dripping with blood, and there were a few moaning young people lying beside him.

Li Liang's pupils shrank instantly, and a chill appeared, like falling into an ice cellar. He said sharply, "Qin Ze was stabbed!"

The hearts of Zhao Baliang and Liu Ziqiang who rushed from behind sank, their heads thumped, fear, rage, panic... many emotions surged up.

"Hit 120..."

"Call the police."

"Hey, Professor Qin...Qin Ze was stabbed, here, at Xiyu Internet Cafe not far from the school gate..."

The incandescent lights illuminate the small room of more than 30 square meters, with whitewashed walls, a sofa, a TV, and a single bed, and the faint smell of alcohol cotton and disinfectant floating in the air.

Qin Ze was lying pale on the single hospital bed, changed into a blue and white striped hospital gown, with an IV in his right hand, and was cooperating with the police comrades to take notes.

Mr. Qin was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. Not long ago, he was driving home. Halfway there, he received a call from a student, saying that his son had been stabbed. The old man was furious at that time. He frantically turned the steering wheel and threw it in a perfect arc. He didn't care about driving in the opposite direction, ran a red light, and went straight to the school. The old man who has always been abiding by the rules stepped on the gas pedal to the end, soaring to the speed of the highway in the urban area. It took only five minutes to arrive at the scene of the incident and saw his son lying in a pool of blood.

At this time, the ambulance also arrived at the scene. There were two hospitals near the university town, just a few kilometers away.

Qin Ze was rushed to the emergency room for rescue. The old man was running around in a hurry outside. He caught Li Liang, Zhao Baliang and Liu Ziqiang to ask about the situation. The three guys also looked confused and said they didn't know. We were playing games in an Internet cafe , I heard someone shouting to kill someone below, and I leaned over to take a look, and found that Qin Ze had been stabbed.

Half an hour later, when the doctor in white coat came out of the suture room, the old man suddenly raised his heart, for fear that he would say: We have done our best.

His old Qin's family is like no other.

Fortunately, Qin Ze's life was not to die. The doctor said that fortunately, the jackknife was a five-centimeter knife. The wound was not too deep, and it did not stab any dangerous places such as organs or arteries. It was not safe for his life, but he lost a lot of blood. Take a good rest. It will be fine for a while.

The old man almost wept with joy, saying that my son has been mediocre and incompetent since he was a child, and mediocre people should live a long life.

He arranged a separate ward for his son, and after the nurse gave Qin Ze a tetanus shot, the old man also sent Li Liang and the others away, saying thank you to the students and inviting everyone to dinner another day.

After a while, the police came.

"Do you know them?" A policeman in his early thirties who took the transcript asked meticulously.

"I don't know!" Qin Ze's voice was weak, mainly because of the pain, the effect of the anesthetic had passed, and the corners of his mouth twitched from the pain of the wound, and even breathing would pull the abdominal wound.

The police took notes carefully, and then asked, "How did you get into a conflict?"

"I don't know either. He bumped into me for no reason. I avoided it. He kicked me and called his companions to beat me together."

"and after?"

"I'm self-defense. I can't stand and be beaten. They can't beat me. I lay on the ground. I just wanted to call the police. That idiot... guy took out a knife and stabbed me. At that time, I felt that I When he was about to die, he gave the opponent a punch. By the way, comrade policeman, what happened to those guys..."

Ten minutes later, the transcript was finished.

The police comrade said: "The assailant has been detained at the police station. The person who stabbed you is in this hospital. His nose was broken by you. He is now under investigation. We will call out the surveillance of the Internet cafe. report, and if the crime of misdemeanor or more is caused, he will be prosecuted according to law."

The old man saw off the police comrade and returned to the ward with a dark face.

Qin Ze said, "Dad, where is my sister?"

"I asked her to pick up your mother, and let your mother stay here to take care of you at night." The old man took out a cigarette, suddenly realized that this was a ward, and put it back in the cigarette case.

Qin Ze smiled and said, "Dad, smoke as much as you want, close the door, open the window, that...by the way, order one for me too."

"What kind of cigarettes are you smoking? You're still thinking about cigarettes after you look like this." The old man was addicted to cigarettes, heeded his son's instigation, closed the door, opened the window, and stood by the window to puff.

The old man took a few puffs of cigarettes, calmed down a bit, but was still terrified, and angrily taught Qin Ze a lesson: "This time, you are lucky. In the future, you will make a bright spot. Don't make trouble everywhere. If you can't beat it, you can run away. Hold on to it." What to do. Fighting is the most irrational, if you win you will go to jail, if you lose you will go to the hospital.”

Qin Ze remained silent, thinking that I'm the modern version of Dou E, okay, who caused trouble.

The rhythm of getting along between father and son is basically one side lecturing and the other side listening.

"Over there at the school..."

"I'll ask for leave for you. You'll be staying in the hospital for a few days now. After your injury is better, you can go home to recuperate. Don't worry about the exam or anything else, just make up the exam next semester."

"oh oh."

The father guides the son, Qin Ze has always been afraid of his father.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and Qin Baobao's mother and daughter rushed in.

The old man shook his hand, and the cigarette almost fell to the ground in fright.