At the same time, the box Chen Mo had lifted suddenly slammed shut. The other half, resembling a book, slammed shut as Li Rui, wincing in pain, roared, "Fuck your ancestors!" 　　"Okay, I'll get you another bed." As Chen Mo finished speaking, he raised his knee and, in a state of madness without realizing it, met the inevitable conflict head-on. 　　... 　　It was halftime on the basketball court. 　　The area was packed with students, three or four layers deep. The boys were discussing the intense competition of the first half, while the girls, having recovered from their excitement, were whispering about who was the coolest. 　　Sun Xiaoya, the class monitor of the experimental class, with her hair in a ponytail, was distributing water to a group of boys who were coming down from the field. 　　A boy from another class wiped his sweat and joked, "Sister Ya, this isn't a formal competition, why are you making such a fuss over something like this today?" 　　Sun Xiaoya gestured with her chin toward someone who was drinking water with his head tilted back and said, "There's nothing I can do. You saw it too. If I didn't sacrifice myself, that person would probably be devoured alive by the girls in our school. What can I do when I have such a childhood friend?" 　　The boys playing basketball with him all laughed along. 　　"That's why we all like to call him Brother Yan when we play basketball. When we hear girls scream, everyone has the illusion that they are incredibly handsome, and they run faster than dogs on the court." 　　"Get lost, you're the only dog." 　　"Yes, I won't admit it either." 　　"He was clearly lusting after the host's excellent banquet skills, yet he kept making lewd remarks." 　　Xi Siyan sat on the stone steps, not participating in the jokes. His white jersey made his skin look great, and even though sweat soaked his hair and neck, he didn't look disheveled. Instead, he looked more rugged and wild. 　　Another boy asked with a laugh, "Isn't Yang Shule from the experimental class your childhood friend? I heard he came back to school. He's never absent before, so why isn't he here today?" 　　Sun Xiaoya glanced at Xi Siyan before replying, "Not everyone can be called a childhood friend, anyway, I'm not close to him." 　　“She’s at it again.” Qi Lin plopped down next to Xi Siyan, shook his collar, and said, “She really can’t stand Yang Shule. Every time she mentions him, she looks annoyed.” 　　Actually, if you really want to calculate it... 　　He, Xi Siyan, Sun Xiaoya, Liao Tingting from No. 3 Middle School, and Zeng Yucai from Class 8 have been friends since childhood. 　　Although their family background wasn't as good as the Xi family's, it wasn't bad either, and they lived nearby, so they often visited each other during holidays. 　　Strictly speaking, Yang Shule was only somewhat acquainted with Xi Siyan. The relationship between the Xi and Yang families could be traced back to their grandfathers' generation, when they were very close. However, by their fathers' generation, the relationship was not as intimate as it had been in the past. 　　Qi Lin wasn't particularly interested in these adult matters, but he knew that the new head of the Yang family was generally not a good person. Especially given the messy situation of the family's alleged true or false bloodline, he had handled it terribly. 　　Sun Xiaoya dislikes Yang Shule, not because he is not Yang's biological son. 　　Speaking of this, Qi Lin was still very interested. He put his arm around Xi Siyan's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Liao Tingting confessed to you after the high school entrance exam, right? You really don't like her? I also heard that Yang Shule rejected her behind your back. He interfered and made our Ya-jie's best friend go to No. 3 Middle School. Naturally, she didn't give him a good look. If you feel regretful, let's get together again when we have time?" 　　Xi Siyan screwed the bottle cap on and glanced over. "You're very free?" 　　"I'm not free, I'm busy." 　　"Then shut up." Xi Siyan placed the water bottle on the steps behind him. 　　Just as the whistle blew and the second half was about to begin. 　　A boy, panting, ran up and stood among a group of boys from several experimental classes, asking, "Is Chen Mo from your class?" 　　Gou Yiyang happened to be there and replied with a smile, "Yeah, didn't he move dorms? I offered to help him, but he didn't agree." 　　"A fight broke out." 　　"What?" 　　"Chen Mo got into a fight with more than ten people against one person. It was terrifying." 　　"Damn!" Gou Yiyang jumped up on the spot. "I'm going to take a look!" 　　After listening to the conversation, Xi Siyan frowned and stood up. Qi Lin chimed in, "I think we should inform Lao Xiang about this. Shall I go?" 　　"Go ahead." Xi Siyan pulled his jacket over the basketball net and instructed, "Make sure there's no one else in the office. If you can handle this discreetly, don't make a big deal out of it." 　　"Understand." 　　When the boys from the experimental classes reached the sixth floor, Xi Siyan stood at the very front. 　　The atmosphere in the corridor was unusually quiet. 　　The scene was far from the brutal brawl I had imagined. Only students from the neighboring dormitories were peeking out, but no one came out of their rooms. 　　613 The door was closed. 　　There was no sound from inside. 　　Gou Yiyang was getting anxious: "Damn! Will someone get killed?" 　　Xi Siyan frowned, switched his coat from his right hand to his left, and pounded on the door, "Open the door." 　　There was still no movement inside. 　　At this moment, Gou Yiyang rushed to the next dormitory and grabbed a boy, asking, "What happened? Who's fighting?" 　　"It's...it's Li Rui and his group," the bespectacled boy answered softly. 　　Gou Yiyang kicked the wall on the spot. 　　He walked back, his tone serious: "It was Li Rui and his gang. They ambushed Chen Mo at the 'Blue Spider' internet cafe last week." 　　Xi Siyan's eyes sharpened slightly. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" 　　"What are you talking about?" Gou Yiyang was speechless. "There was no follow-up to what happened last week. Li Rui and his gang retreated in a sorry state for some reason, which is why Chen Mo fell into their hands today." 　　Xi Siyan said nothing more, took two steps back, and kicked hard with his long leg. 　　A loud crash! 　　The dormitory door slammed against the back and then bounced back violently, causing dust to fall from the walls. 　　The people at the door fell silent when they saw the scene inside. 　　There aren't many people in the dormitory. 　　Three or five, including the one sitting backwards on the stool with a cigarette between his fingers.

Chapter 24