Fu Ping'an resisted the urge to take action and continued to ask him: "How much does the protection cost?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "It's not expensive, two hundred, and there is no deception."

Fu Ping'an asked: "Two hundred in one semester, or two hundred in one academic year?"

Fan Dong was born with spirit: "Brother, you look down on me so much. What I want is not making money, but the harmony and stability of the campus, not a semester, not a school year, not a month and a week, but the entire No. 2 Middle School stage, paying 200 yuan. I guarantee that no one will bully him. How about it, be kind and be particular."

Fu Ping'an said: "What about you who don't get a hand, do you bully him?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "I never bully weak classmates. That's a coward. It doesn't matter if I don't pay the money. I can lend him money and collect a little interest."

Fu Ping'an sneered: "You are still loan sharks, Dongsheng, you have made too much progress in the past two years, and I don't know you anymore." As he said that, his fists were clenched, and he didn't care about the occasion, and he was going to be beaten at school.

Fan Dongsheng still didn't understand, so he continued: "If you don't have money to pay the protection fee and need protection, I will lend him money and then protect him. I will pay back the money when I graduate. However, there is a exemption condition, that is, you can get rid of your debts when you get into college. If you can't get into the exam, hehe, you have to pay me back the principal and profit."

Fu Ping'an's clenched fist loosened again: "So, have you promoted the admission rate of No. 2 Middle School?"

"Oh, who can understand the good intentions?" Fan Dongsheng looked out from the railing and looked out in a sad state, but he could not hold it in for only one minute. "Let's go, let's smoke a cigarette."

"You are still smoking?" Fu Ping'an was already exhausted. This younger brother was really good but not learning, and he was a bad plenary session.

"People are in the world, and they can't help themselves." Fan Dongsheng sighed, "Actually, I don't like smoking. Smoking is harmful to health, but when I come out, I can't smoke for my younger brothers? How can I be the boss if I don't bring a pack of good cigarettes on my body? Let's go, brother, don't pretend, how can I not smoke in the army?"

Fu Ping'an also felt that he was too pretentious, really like a parent, and had to put down his posture to better educate his younger brother. So he followed Fan Dongsheng to the small forest. Just as he was about to light a cigarette, he suddenly heard footsteps. The people who came to the small forest during class were either school staff or students who skipped classes. Fu Ping'an looked at it carefully. It was Wang Tianyi's few little legs. He sneaked out to smoke during class, which was also arrogant enough. The boys also saw the two brothers in the small forest, and turned their heads and left, just like the puppet army meeting the Eighth Route Army.

"Stop." Fan Dongsheng shouted, and those guys really stopped and didn't dare to move. Fan Dongsheng walked over and touched them one by one, found cigarettes and put them on his body, and found money and put them in his pocket. After that, he said, "I feel like I'm fired, so you'll explode? What dreams are you going to do? I'm just not going to school, and I'm blocking you at the school gate every day. Do you think you're still crazy? Damn, Wang Tianyi and I'm beaten up, how many of you are missing?"

As he said, he gently slapped those guys in the mouth. No one dared to resist. He lowered his head and let Fan Dongsheng bully him. Fu Ping'an looked silently. He did not intend to stop it. The campus is an animal world where the strong prey on the weak. The boys are like young animals. They don’t understand the truth and only understand the sharpness of their teeth and claws. These guys bully other classmates and deserve to be bullied by stronger people. Fan Dongsheng’s existence is educational.

"Get out." Fan Dongsheng had enough fun and cursed, as if he remembered that Fu Ping'an was still on the side, so he quickly added, "Get back to class for me."

After driving away a few bad boys, Fan Dongsheng returned with the stolen Chinese cigarettes and offered treasures: "Smoke this, good cigarettes, there are too many brothers. Did you hear about her before? Huo Fenghuang, Oh my god, this nickname is always exciting."

In Fu Ping'an's impression, Teacher Ni is an old girl wearing black-framed glasses who can't get married. She has nothing to do with the word "Fire Phoenix". What kind of story does she have? You can probably know at noon.

...

At noon, Teacher Ni invited the two brothers to have dinner at a small restaurant near the school. Fan Dongsheng asked directly without hesitation: "Teacher Ni, how did the name Fire Phoenix come from? Let's give us some science."

Teacher Ni said: "The hero doesn't mention his courage back then, but since I'm talking about this, I'll just briefly talk about it. When I was in high school, I was far worse than now. Teachers can smoke in class. Not to mention that bullying among students is very common, even teachers often beat and corporal punishment for students. Parents not only ignore it, but also applaud."

Fan Dongsheng took a breath and was very glad that he had been born ten years later.

Teacher Ni continued: "This is just a general environment. The teachers in that era are not of high quality. They can't do other educational methods except corporal punishment. This is understandable. They are all for the good of children. However, some teachers are wolves in sheep's clothing. A middle-aged teacher in our school used his identity to molest several girls. No one dared to report the case or tell his parents."

"So you cut him down?" Fan Dongsheng did not hide his shock and admiration, "The teacher is so good!"

"Yes, I cut him down, the consequences were very serious. I was expelled from the school and my family lost a lot of money, but the beast teacher was not punished. The school did not believe what I said. The girls did not dare to stand up and testify, so I dropped out of school and was later sent to Huaimen Workstudy School to attend, which was the predecessor of Shuren Middle School."

"What is a work-study school?" Fan Dongsheng was very curious. He heard of this term for the first time.

"It's the simple version of the Young People's Management Office." Teacher Ni said, "It is better to accommodate young people who commit minor crimes than labor education. They have half-time and half-study, and have strict management. I am the first group of students after the transformation of a work-study school and the first to be admitted to university. Now the title of work-study school no longer exists, so you don't have to worry about being labeled. Shuren Middle School is a very good high school, and I can guarantee this."

Fu Ping'an expressed his opinion: "Teacher Ni, I believe in you, Dongsheng and I will go and go to the tree."

After dinner, Fan Dongsheng couldn't help asking, "What will happen to that beast teacher in the end?"

Teacher Ni said: "Oh, later he repeated the same trick, but the uncle of the girl who was attacked was the director of the public security bureau. So the incident happened and he was sentenced to death soon. It is estimated that the grass on the grave is now high."

...

Now Fu Ping'an is an adult, and the responsibility of educating his younger brother is left to him. Fan Dong and Fu Dongmei have no objection to transferring schools, but they are a little scared when they hear the name of the work-study school. When they were young, the work-study school was notorious and was overwhelmed by the reputation of the demons and ghosts, and the wholesale center for scumbags.

Fan Dong was born in the 1960s and had a deep impression of the work-study schools. The social security in the early 1980s was very bad. The fierce crackdowns that came at any time could be sentenced to death if you peek at the women's toilets. Many of the criminals who were shot were graduates from work-study schools. This degree was equivalent to a previous record and it was difficult to gain a foothold in society. Later, the work-study schools were closed. It was not until more than ten years later that the social school was on the rise, and it was reopened and changed into a private middle school.

However, Fan Dong and Fu Dongmei have never heard of the name Shuren Middle School. Fu Dongmei is most concerned about the tuition fee. When she learned that the tuition fee was not higher than that of No. 2 Middle School, she breathed a sigh of relief after learning that she needed to live in the school and there was no extra fee. She had two fewer young men at home who could eat. She only needed to make meals for two people, and the pressure was much less. She could go to Shuren Middle School.

The two brothers carried their schoolbags and luggage. They first took an intercity long-distance bus to the town twenty kilometers away from the city. Then they took a Sanbengzi to Shuren Middle School. The dust was flying on the county and township roads, and you could see different road signs along the way. Those who led to drug rehabilitation centers, those who led to Huaimen Prison, those who led to Shuren Middle School, and then those who led to Shuren Middle School. You can imagine that the trinity of the Huaimen were sent here.

The master who drove the three-bouncer held a cigarette in the wind and asked loudly: "Are you going to school?"

"Yes, go to school." Fu Ping'an said.

"It was not sent by my parents, so I'd see you for the first time." The master said, "Leave you a business card and call me in a car."

"Okay...why do you use a car? Go back to the city?" Fu Ping'an took the inferior business card printed, a little puzzled.

"Believe me, it's worth it, for example, I can't stand it and want to skip school. I'll answer you in the wind and rain." The master winked, as if it was a sign of something.

Fan Dongsheng began to feel upset. If it weren't for his brother, he would have changed his mind.

Sanbengzi passed through a forest, Shuren Middle School was right in front of it. The terrain, the atmosphere, the dark iron gates and guardhouses were obviously a prison.

The two brothers stood at the entrance of Shuren Middle School, like the Parisian citizens in front of the Bastille, frightened and afraid. The sound of running and slogans came from the large wall pulling the power grid. Fan Dongsheng's image became more confirmed in his heart, but to Fu Ping'an, he seemed to have returned to the army.

There was a camera on the big iron gate. The guard room opened a small door and invited them into it. The school covers a wide area, not only with a standard 400-meter track, but also a 400-meter obstacle course used by the troops. Seeing the familiar equipment, Fu Ping'an's blood was boiling.

A team of students came to the front, with a colored buzz cut and an 87-style camouflage uniform. They ran past the two brothers without squinting, and their slogans were deafening: "One, two, three, four!"

"All the boys..." Fan Dongsheng discovered the mystery. The ratio of men and women in ordinary schools is basically balanced, and only boys are seen here. Shuren Middle School is simply a barracks, prisons, and monk temples.

The physical education teacher following the team had a big waist and a round waist. It was still very cold in early March. He only wore a thin T-shirt, revealing his strong muscles. He looked at Fan Dongsheng coldly, and his eyes were too long to make him shudder.

"Brother, I think something is wrong. Some bad guys open training camps under the name of treating Internet addiction and implement the so-called militarized management. This is the tune. The instructor is just a thug. If he doesn't accept it, he will fight. He will be afraid of it. Does Teacher Ni have a grudge with us? I recommend this school. Why don't we go and call Sanbengzi to pick us up." Fan Dongsheng muttered all the way, and in a blink of an eye came to the school's administrative building.

There is a piece of granite in front of the door, with two lines of words engraved on it: Ten years of trees, and hundred years of trees.
Chapter completed!