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  Sometimes, campus is more cruel than society, because thats a group of destructive but intolerant teenagers.

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  You can regard it as an autobiography, a memoir, or whatever you like. Just dont ask me if its true or not, that would make me feel extremely uncomfortable.

  In junior high school, I was the boy who got bullied the most in the whole class.

  When answering questions in class, the moment I sat down, the stool would definitely be pulled open by the students behind me, and I would sit on the ground with a thud. The classmates in the class burst into laughter, even the teacher couldnt help but smile; sometimes when the stool wasnt pulled open, I let out a sigh of relief and sat down, only to jump up hastily again, with several sharp drawing pins already stuck on my buttocks, followed by another burst of laughter.

  In the evening self-study session, my classmates were all talking and chatting. The discipline committee quietly walked up behind me, rolled up a textbook and hit me hard on the head, then scolded: "Stupid x, stop messing around!" In the midst of the classs loud laughter, I just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. After class, I mustered up the courage to pick up my stool and smash it at the discipline committee, but was met with a beating from the male classmates.

  The football was bought with class fees, but they never let me touch it once. During physical education class, I ran excitedly to the big stadium, but a fat boy told me: "How about this? If one of our classmates agrees, well take you along and play together?" I looked at the faces of my classmates behind him, each with an expression of indifference and ridicule, and I walked away dejectedly. Later, when the football broke, the class monitor came to find me: "The classmates said that you kicked the ball the hardest, so you have to compensate for it at the original price."

  There were countless things like this, and during the three years of junior high school, I was like being stuck in hell.

  Looking back now, a person who is pitied must have a place that can be hated, and I myself also had many wrongdoings. The more they bullied me, the more I wanted to blend in with them, trembling with fear, walking on thin ice, putting on a smiling face to interact with everyone, but what I got in return was even more ridicule, bullying, cold shoulders, exclusion... In every class, there is always someone who gets bullied the most, and unfortunately, I played that role.

  And all of this originated from my deskmate, a fat rich second generation. Yes, it was him who led the way in stopping me from playing soccer on the big field. Its also my fault for not understanding human relationships and being brainwashed by education, doing whatever the teacher says.

  My studies were not bad, but my deskmates studies were very poor. During mock exams, he always wanted to copy my answers. Now that I think about it, if he wanted to copy, I would have just let him, it wouldnt have cost me anything. But back then I was stupid and thought it was against school rules, so I used my arm to block him from copying. As a result, tragedy struck, his family is very wealthy and his parents are officials, in class he had good relationships with everyone, all the classmates looked up to him. He led the way and got everyone to ostracize me, after a long time it became like this now.

  Tell the teacher its useless, she will ask me back: "Why dont people bully others? Look for problems on yourself."

  In junior high school, I experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships. I went to school alone, walked home alone after school, stood alone in the corner during physical education class, and did activities without anyone willing to be with me. The girl I liked could only be looked at from afar because she wouldnt even take half a step closer to me.

  At that time, I even thought of committing suicide.

  The campus is cruel, even more so than society. Its a group of destructive yet intolerant teenagers who do everything impulsively without considering the consequences. The current me, iron-blooded and violent, cant be separated from those experiences back then.

  My greatest wish is to graduate as soon as possible and take the high school entrance exam. Our local area is a small town, only with primary and junior middle schools, if you want to go to high school, you must go to the city. I think that after going to the city to attend high school, classmates will come from surrounding counties and towns, and we can get rid of the painful situation now.

  I studied hard, worked hard, and tried my best not to interact with anyone around me. I swallowed all their jokes, teasing, and humiliation. My grades got better and better, and in the middle school entrance exam, I finally entered the citys first key high school, Chengnan High School, as the fifth place in our school.

  There were some twists and turns when picking up the admission notice. The school called me to inform me to go to the teaching office to pick it up. When I arrived, I couldnt find it anywhere, even the teacher thought it was strange: "It was just here a moment ago, where did it go?" After thinking carefully, she said again: "Right, there were several classmates in our class who came to pick up the notice, maybe they took it together, lets ask."

  I felt a chill run down my spine. My classmates would never be kind enough to help me get the notice, if they really took it, it could only prove that they wanted to burn or tear up the notice. I rushed out like crazy and ran back on the road to look for their traces.

  Our town is not big, and I soon found their traces in the small square. There were about four or five people, including my deskmate, that fat official second generation. In his hand, he was fiddling with an envelope, vaguely visible "Chengnan High School" words. I rushed over and shouted loudly: "Zou Yang, return my notice!" One step forward, just to grab my notice.

  Zou Yang flashed a glance, this fatty was quite agile, immediately raised the notice high, laughing: "Come and grab it, whoever gets it is capable!"

  Zou Yang is not only fat, but also tall. Hes a great basketball player in our class. Im thin and short, cant even grab the thing from his hand, jumping around like a clown, making others laugh loudly. "Zou Yang, please, give it back to me." I almost cried. That notice is my only hope to escape the hell!

  "Haha, Wang Hao is going to cry!" Zou Yang triumphantly tossed the notice back and forth, the thin envelope lightly jumping in the air.

  "Zou Yang, give it back to me." I begged in a low voice, trembling all over.

  "Kneel down." Zou Yang suddenly said: "Kneel down, and Ill return it to you." Then, he bent his body and stuffed the notice into the hole of the drain, revealing a ferocious smile: "Otherwise, Ill let go." His two fingers were pinching the notice, and as soon as he loosened his grip, the notice would fall in.

  "Dont..." I trembled even more violently, and tears finally burst forth. At that time, I thought that if the admission letter was lost, I would have no hope of going to high school.

  "Kneel down." Zou Yangs voice grew even colder.

  The other students were silent, staring at me with numb expressions.

  Passersby thought it was just kids playing and didnt pay attention to what was happening here.

  Who can know the pain in my heart at this moment?

  I want to leave here, I must leave.

  I silently said this in my heart, and then slowly knelt down on both legs.

  The pain in my heart is self-evident. This vendetta must be avenged and will be avenged. My fists are clenched into a ball.

  Once I enter high school, I will have a group of sworn brothers. One day, I will make Zou Yang kneel before me!

  I made a poisonous vow in my heart. Tears, one by one, rolled down onto the clean ground.

  "Hahaha...” Zou Yang burst out laughing, but suddenly his face stiffened, and he pulled his hand out of the sewer, "The notice! The notice accidentally fell in!" His face showed a hint of panic, clearly even at his young age, he couldnt bear the consequences.

  I stared at his hand in astonishment, and indeed it was empty, with no sign of the notice.

  My head felt like it had been struck by lightning, and from head to toe I was numb, without any reaction at all, even forgetting that I was still kneeling.

  "Haha, just kidding!" Zou Yang suddenly pulled out a notice from who-knows-where and walked up to me with a grin, slapping my face with the paper. "This guy actually got into Chengnan High School, Ive gotta give him some credit." Slap, slap, slap.

  I silently endured it, this kind of beating wasnt the first time either, and being slapped in the face with a notice seemed not to hurt that much.

  Finally, Zou Yang got bored and put the notice on my head, taking those classmates away with a big laugh. I looked at their backs, took down the notice from my head, which had my name written on it, making me feel relieved in my heart. I slowly stood up, my legs were already numb, and there were still tears on my face that hadnt dried yet.

  "I can leave here now." I looked around, everything in this small town was a nightmare for me.

  Chengnan High School, Im coming!

  The entire summer vacation, I didnt go out. I was afraid of running into Zou Yang and my former classmates on the street again and suffering another humiliation for no reason. My parents also blamed me for not being willing to go out more often, saying that staying at home made me like mold. Alas, they had no idea about my pain! However, when I got accepted into Chengnan High School, they were still very happy. Usually when I was bored at home, the most I would do is wander around the entrance of our house and absolutely wouldnt run too far.

  Sometimes I would run into my neighbor, Ushiro Hiro, who was one year older than me and also attended school in the city. However, he didnt do well academically and could only attend Shonan Technical High School, which was right next to Shonan High School. The two schools were neighbors, but their status was worlds apart. Since Ushiro Hiro had gone to the city a year earlier, I would ask him about the situation there, so I could get familiar with it beforehand and avoid being caught off guard later on.

  One time after chatting, Yūki said casually: "Wang Hao, if something happens at Nancheng High School, remember to come find me."

  I forced a smile on my face: "Thank you, Brother Yu." But in my heart, I didnt take it seriously. This kind of situation has happened many times before, and Ive become notorious in class for being bullied. Even the schools big shot proposed to make me his underling. At that time, I was very happy, thinking I had found a backer. But the next thing the big shot said was: "Bring 50 yuan tomorrow." I was speechless, shaking my head and sighing. So when someone takes the initiative to offer me protection, I also have some reservations.

  Besides, Chengnan High School is a well-known key high school, what could possibly happen? Everyone is busy studying and cant even keep up!

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