When Hua Tiancheng drove to the gate of No. 1 Middle School, he saw a child about 1.7 meters tall squatting under the school wall wiping his tears.

"Hey, are you called Zhang Tuhao?" Hua Tiancheng stopped the car and asked.

This child with a somewhat honest look looked up at Hua Tiancheng and asked, "Are you the one my mother invited to help me?"

"Yes." After saying that, Hua Tiancheng passed away, Zhang Tuhao said, "My name is Hua Tiancheng, let's get in the car, let's talk."

Zhang Tuhao slowly stood up from the ground, came to Hua Tiancheng's car, looked at Hua Tiancheng and asked, "What are you going to help me? Do you know how to kung fu?"

Hua Tiancheng shook his head and said, "No."

"You don't know how to help me? Five or six of them are very fierce. Since you don't know how to do it, then leave. Don't worry about my business, be careful that they beat you up."

Hua Tiancheng smiled and asked, "If you don't know how to do it, you can't help them? If I can promise your mother to help you, I will have a way to cure these senior students who beat you."

"Don't brag anymore. No bragging will kill people. Don't help me, let them beat me harder." Zhang Tuhao said with a little red and swollen face.

Hua Tiancheng looked at Zhang Tuhao and asked with a smile: "Who gave you your name? No wonder they wanted to blackmail you, because your name is a bit arrogant."

"The name was given to me by my father. When he was a child, he suffered no suffering and was afraid of being poor. He had not earned much money in his life. He placed his hope on me, hoping that I could become a rich man and have a lot of money. So he gave me this name. For this unlucky name, I was beaten and ridiculed by my classmates. They said they wanted to steal my money because I was a rich man.

These senior students blocked me at the school gate when they had time and asked me to pay for them to buy cigarettes and food. If I was unwilling or had no money, I would be beaten by them. Since this semester, I have been beaten by them three times. I have spent a total of 300 yuan. These hateful urban students know that they bully us rural people. I really want to kill them!"

Zhang Tuhao looked a little chubby, with little eyes and a messy teeth. When he spoke, he would see the teeth in his mouth. Some stood at attention and some were slightly resting, which made people feel a little terrible.

Hua Tiancheng looked up and down at Zhang Tuhao and asked, "They hit you ten times, can you hit them? You can't fight without resistance, let others fight at will?"

"Resist? If I resist, they will beat me even worse. I have no time to beg for mercy and dare to resist? Every time they hit me, I will lie on the ground and hold my head, let them beat me well, and when they are tired, they will stop hitting me. In this way, my face will be swollen. I will raise these bitches, and I will kill them one day."

After hearing this, Hua Tiancheng sneered: "Zhang Tuhao, I think you are a coward, and your mouth is still very hard when you die. You even slaughter someone. Why don't you resist if you have the ability? As long as you pick up a brick from the ground and knock down one, who dares to provoke you again? As the saying goes, persimmons will pick soft ones. The more cowardly you are in school, the more bullying you are. Now it is an era, and you still don't scold them or fight back. Who will be bullied if you are not bullied?

Whether a person is powerful or not depends on his age or height. It depends entirely on whether he is cruel or not. Some of the younger ones will cry when he is young. There are also many shorter ones who defeat tall ones, and thin ones will defeat fat ones.

Successful people find ways, and failures find excuses. Others can only help you once or twice, but you can’t help you every time, right? You have to turn your back on yourself when you sleep. Everyone can run away, and the mountain will fall, and you can only rely on yourself.

Zhang Tuhao, you have not yet fought with others and lost mentally. You can't beat them, you have hands, feet and mouth, you bite off one of their ears, see if anyone dares to bully you? If you are beaten, you can only call your mother. This is called ability? If it is you, I will die. As long as you want to take revenge, there are many ways.

The senior students who hit you will never be together every day. They always have one person. This is the best time for you to start. Smash down a brick and then stomp hard on his face with your feet. This is blood. Do you understand? Education is sometimes not omnipotent, and you have to speak with your fists when necessary. As long as you have the determination, within a month, you will beat these senior students to the last few years. If you can't even think of this, I think you have lived in vain for fourteen years.

They have three or four, five or six people, and you don’t have friends? If you don’t even have a friend in this school, it can only be said that you are too bad. If you want to have friends, you must learn to help others and learn to give. Only in this way can others help you when you encounter difficulties. And how did you do it? You know very well. I think in this school, you are not just a rural child.

Why don’t these senior students choose others to beat, scold, bully, but choose you? Have you looked for the reason? As a man, you must be a little backbone and have some blood. Don’t always urinate like a little girl. Crying can only show weakness and incompetence. If you have the ability, you will beat the senior students who bully you. That’s what you are called ability.

I see you are also a bully who is trembling with a calves when you see a powerful person. You are so angry that you are like a little bully at home. You can't even bite the tofu outside. I have seen many children like you. You are already fourteen years old and have been beaten outside. You don't find a way to get your face back, but you call your mother. Your mother is in her thirties. Do you ask her to help you fight? What's wrong with the rural people? If there are no rural people, what are they eating in the city? If there are no rural people, they can't even find a nanny.
Chapter completed!