Rascal Ch. 6

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Chapter 6: Internet Cafe

Internet cafe
Liu Dao could also see that the surnamed Min was not easy to mess with, at least in their small place where birds don't shit, he has some face, not necessarily a rogue leader.

He seized the opportunity immediately and rushed in front of Brother Min who was about to enter the door.

Wait a minute, Brother Min? He recalled the man's appearance. He had the same flat head, unshaven beard, and slovenly appearance. He looked like he could be his father.

Liu Dao blocked Min Liangping's way: "Uncle, what, what are you doing?"

Min Liangping threw the butt of his cigarette, threw it on the concrete floor outside the door, and stepped on it hard. Liu Dao reminded him of his son, and he showed a playful smile: "What are you doing? Humph, open an Internet cafe."

"Open an Internet cafe?

" What kind of society, Lao Tzu is a good citizen." Min Liangping slapped Liu Dao's thin shoulder. Compared with Wang Xiaopang, this child is too fucking malnourished. He feels that Liu Dao is like a lost dog.

"Boy, a good dog is out of the way." He added half-jokingly.

Liu Dao was not angry either, he turned to the side and let the hooligan leader in front of him enter the Internet cafe.

For many days to come, Liu Dao stayed in the "Blue Sky" Internet Cafe.

Apart from being bored here, there is nothing else to choose from. The weather is hot now, and the highest temperature in this small town can reach more than 40 degrees in summer. It is the most comfortable to blow the air conditioner in the Internet cafe, and you will not suffer from heat stroke.

Besides, Min Liangping has been in Internet cafes for the past few days, so Liu Dao doesn't have to worry about Wang Xiaopang's revenge against him.

On Friday night, there was originally a group of students who lived on the street, but the dean, who had not appeared since the summer vacation, suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Internet cafe at 1 a.m., followed by one or two parents.

The dean of education pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pointed at the two heads on his left side from a distance, and said to the parents behind him in a deep voice: "Li Jun, Zhang Dongjiang, you lead it yourself?"

The two parents didn't say a word, they went up and grabbed the children's ears, causing the two boys to go out of the Internet cafe screaming.

The dean watched the four of them leave silently, then turned around and spoke seriously inside the Internet cafe door: "Don't laugh if you are still playing games, your parents have called me, whoever wants to be home within half an hour, you can take care of yourself. "

Really or not?"

"Damn, my mother, I diddge."

"If you don't play like this, I, I have to leave first." There was

a commotion in the Internet cafe, and the dean of the Internet cafe opened the door, Proudly watching a group of bear children flying away from the Internet cafe.

Min Liangping had nothing to be unhappy about, anyway, the group of students who had paid the nightly money had already paid for it, so it was easier for him to run away.

Soon, the Internet cafe was quiet.

Although Liu Dao didn't have any relationship with Bao Ye's people, he was very inexplicable and happy when he saw them jumping around.

However, within a few seconds of being happy, he felt his neck tighten, and the collar grabbed his neck. Before he could feel uncomfortable, he was dragged and dragged by Min Liangping to the dean.

"Leader, don't go, there's still one here." Min Liangping stopped the dean who was about to leave.

"Oh, there's another one here." The dean turned around and smiled kindly. He didn't know what happened to Liu Dao's family at all. He just grabbed Liu Dao's collar from Min Liangping's hand. "You kid, everyone is gone, but you want to hide the sky and cross the sea, and you almost succeeded, go home quickly."

Liu Dao was stunned for a while, so stunned that he thought he was really rebellious and unwilling to return children at home.

After a while, he thought about it carefully, and then he felt that something was wrong. He was no longer a student, and logically he was not under the control of any teacher. Even if he died suddenly on the Internet, he had nothing to do with them.

The uninformed dean saw that Liu Dao didn't want to go home at all, and his tone was seven or eight times fierce: "I said you, what's your name? Do you have to let me deduct your credits as soon as the next semester starts? Are you comfortable?"

"You can buckle it," Liu Dao stretched out his hand and pulled his collar on the back of his neck. "My name is Liu Dao, Director, even if you deduct a few thousand points from me, I don't feel bad.

" In his astonishment, he ripped off the collar of his shirt, and he quickly retreated to the opposite side of the director.

But the director's face was ugly. He felt that his authority was challenged: "You, wait for me, tell me which class you are in? I'll go to your homeroom teacher."

Liu Dao looked at the head teacher for a while. The deputy looked angry, and in the middle of the night, there was no need to deliberately anger him anymore. He simply showed up: "Director, I have stopped going to school, and now I am a homeless person, and it is not up to you." The

director immediately made a decision in his heart. . This kid must be lying to me.

"Where do you live? If it's not far away, go back quickly." The director warned. Liu Dao

didn't want to waste time with him: "Director, you can call Mr. Li, Mr. Li from the fourth class of the second year, he knows my situation."

Disturb colleagues.

Liu Dao urged again: "Director,

fight quickly." Liu Dao secretly glanced at the Internet cafe, and when he saw the old hooligan staring at him and smiling, he felt angry.

The director thought for a while, walked a few meters away, stood on the side of the road, and dialed the number of bald Li, who only answered the second call.

On the phone came the hoarse voice of bald Li Gang who woke up: "Hey, Director Zhang, haven't you slept yet? Is there something?"

"Hey, Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Director Zhang was first. Er apologized, and then went straight to the topic, "I can't do anything about it. I received several calls from parents at night, saying that their children would not come home in the middle of the night, and they were playing games in Internet cafes. This is also unable to deal with these parents, so I went out to the Internet cafe for a visit."

"That's the case, that, it seems like Liu Dao, Liu Dao, is it from your class?"

"Yes." Bald Lee affirmed on the phone.

Director Zhang was more and more sure that Liu Dao was a little liar. He continued, "Now everyone is going back to sleep, this child refuses to leave. Ask him and he said he doesn't go to school? Is it out of our control?

" There was a brief silence on the other end, Director Zhang urged "hello", and then heard the bald Li's response: "Yes, this child's family situation is a bit complicated, he dropped out of school before the exam."

Director Zhang then said: "Really? That's good, then you can go to bed now, I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I'll invite you to dinner another day."

"Where," the bald Li said politely, "Director Zhang cares so much about students even during the holidays, how can I be so If you have something to do, will you have a meal in turn?"

"Hey, where is it?" Director Zhang's flattery was patted, and a smile appeared on his face, "Then let's do this first, I'll explain. He went back to sleep after a few words."

After hanging up the phone, Director Zhang turned his head, and Liu Dao was no longer there.

He walked over and pushed open the door of the Internet cafe, looked around, saw Min Liangping leaning against the front desk and playing with his mobile phone, and asked, "Boss, where was the student at the door just now?"

Min Liangping raised his head and put one hand under him. He said, "You said that kid, go back, I see him heading towards Sancha Road."

"Is that so?" Director Zhang muttered, thinking that he would save a few words now. , then out of the Internet cafe.

Director Zhang put the phone screen in front of him, the phone call that just hung up is still displayed in the call?

The bald Li said over there, "Would you like me to come over?"

Director Zhang quickly refused: "Farewell, Mr. Li, that kid just now has gone back."

"Go back?"

"Isn't it ? Director Zhang said as he walked, "I just found out that he was gone. I only found out after asking the network administrator. He slipped back."

Min Liangping let go of his hand, and a skinny young man emerged from under the counter. It was Liu Dao.

"Old hooligan, you hurt me." Liu Dao spit all over, pointing at Min Liangping and criticizing loudly.

Min Liangping squinted at Liu Dao, grabbed him and pointed at his hand. He never liked others pointing at him like this in his life: "Why did I hurt you? You said you should go home at night?"

"Shut... it's none of your business." Liu Dao's voice gradually became quieter, and he remembered his two broken wooden houses. "What's the matter with me?" The old hooligan

tapped the counter with his hand, and his words were righteous and powerful, "I'm the Internet cafe, I'm, what are you talking about about me?"

, he turned around, shamelessly found a chair and sat down, staring at the computer screen that had not had time to get off the plane.

The old hooligan ignored him and lit a cigarette for himself. The huge Internet cafe was empty. There were only the two of them. Liu Dao felt extremely embarrassed. The message of "Angel's Dark Injury" popped up suddenly.

"Wenyang, don't you want to break up with me, okay?"

Liu Dao suddenly felt that his scalp was numb and he had no control. He was mainly too nervous. He didn't expect the members of this phone to engage in online dating at such a young age.

Liu Dao didn't even play well with the girls in the school, let alone contact with girls hundreds of thousands of miles away.

He thought it was a wonderful feeling. He couldn't help but imagine what kind of person he was sitting in front of the computer and texting him in the middle of the night?

He suddenly had a strong desire to ask the other party, but unfortunately this thought was shot to death by him in the next second.

He can't even use a mouse, let alone type.

Thinking so, he simply nestled in the black swivel chair, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

When Min Liangping finished smoking, Liu Dao was already asleep. He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, walked over lightly, and looked at this "bad boy". Although this little hooligan looks a little more comfortable than Wang Xiaopang and the like, but it doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.

According to his observation, the hooligan takes a shower and changes his clothes every day, and it seems that everyone in the family knows that he does not come home at night.

He calculated how long Liu Dao had been with him, and calculated that he had been in the Internet cafe for about ten days. He really admires the parents' indulgence like this.

In his sleep, he was in a daze. Liu Dao felt that someone was touching him. He had been insecure since he was a child. He slept very lightly and woke up immediately.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw the unshaven man clutching a blanket in his hand, parked just above his neck.

Liu Dao was startled by the sudden approach, his whole body jumped up from the swivel chair, and his head slammed onto the bridge of the old hooligan's nose.

"Fuck, are you fucking hitting the wall?" Min Liangping scolded at random, staggering back several steps, the bridge of his nose hurt. He followed along and touched his nose, and it got wet.

His fingers stretched out in front of his eyes, and his nose bleeds.

Liu Dao thought that Min Liangping wanted to suffocate himself with a blanket. Sure enough, it is a mixed society, killing people without mercy. He didn't care too much, and hurried to the direction of the door.

"Stop." The old rogue behind him roared, "You come back to Lao Tzu."

Liu Dao unexpectedly stopped.

"What, what?" he stammered.

"Get me some toilet paper from the counter, and then go outside the bathroom to get a basin of water."

Only then did he see that Min Liangping's hand covering his nose was bright red. Damn, it turns out that the boy's body has invisibly cultivated the iron head skill, and he gave the old hooligan... to the top of his blood? !

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