Chapter 13 Chapter 4: To be a friend, you should use both sides

Mr. Zeng Zhiwei once said: What is a big brother?The one who often pays the bill is the eldest brother! After all, when I was in college, I had a relatively stable job and earned a small amount of money. Relatively speaking, I didn’t have to worry about food and clothing. I had more money than most of my classmates, so I often rushed to pay the bill with pride.Maybe everyone agrees with Zeng Zhiwei's point of view, so I, who often pay the bill, naturally became their "big brother".Of course, there are not many people in our class, a total of 48 people, only 11 boys, and I am actually the "big brother" of these 11 people.

To be honest, my time with you guys is limited.It was already 8:30 p.m. after finishing the program every day, and the earliest time I returned to the dormitory was 10:30 p.m., and the school turned off the lights at 11:00 p.m.However, although I don't hang out in school often, if anything happens to everyone, whether it's being made things difficult by the next dormitory or being bullied by the seniors, I will rush to the front without hesitation. Our dormitory is on the third floor of the boys' dormitory. To be precise, there are only two boys' dormitories on the third floor, and we are one of them. The other rooms are empty and the doors are always locked.Suddenly one day, the door of a room was kicked open by someone. The dormitory teacher came up, knocked on the doors of the two dormitories on the third floor, and conducted a serious interrogation.

The people in our dormitory don't really know who caused the trouble. They just said perfunctorily that it might be on the second floor. Did they go in to play when they have nothing to do? The dormitory teacher was so angry that he rushed downstairs to check each one.He even bluffed, but in the end he really asked it out, so he scolded me a lot.In the university, the dormitory administrator is a powerful character, and they are often begged for on weekdays, and they must never be offended, so the person who caused the trouble was scolded miserably. Not long after, the students on the second floor who were severely criticized rushed up, kicked open the door of our dormitory, and yelled at the inside: "Say, who said that just now!"

At that time, there were nine people living in our dormitory, but only four were "in place" that day. I was on my way back to school from the radio station, and the other four played against each other in the Internet cafe as usual.Coincidentally, the four people who stayed behind were all obedient students. Before nine o'clock, they had already stripped down to their underwear and were lying on the bed ready to go to bed. This scared them a lot.It is said that at that time, they all pulled the quilt to their chests, maintained a chaste posture of three points, and stood in a stalemate with each other for three minutes with four pairs of wronged and innocent eyes.

I missed this thrilling scene. After I went back, the brothers in the dormitory stayed awake for the first time, and there were eight of them waiting for me there. what's the situation?I felt something unusual in my heart, and before I could ask, someone rushed forward in aggrieved way: "Boss, we are being bullied!" "What's going on?" I'm still more rational, I have to figure things out first.When my roommate explained the ins and outs in detail, I asked again: "Then you didn't tell them, didn't you say it?" "I didn't say..."

"Why don't you tell me?" "There are so many of them..." "You can bully others when there are too many people? Why?" I slapped my buttocks and stood up, "Go, brothers, go down and ask for justice!" After saying that, I led everyone out the door. I went all the way to the second floor, knocked on the door of the dormitory of the group of students, and I yelled at the inside: "Listen to me, what happened today is not what we said! Can you hear me clearly? No Yes! We! We! Say!!" I blocked the doorway by myself, and eight "weak" companions stood behind me. Looking back on that scene, it was really a bit dark and humorous.

At that time, there were quite a few people who knew me in school, and I was able to hang out. Among the students, my words still held a little weight.Under my "threat", it took a long time for the opposing team to react, and then the two teams used the door as the boundary, shouting from inside and outside the door. After some scolding and fighting, both sides were "severely hurt" and were in a state of distress.I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost time to turn off the lights, so under the curse of "be careful", I dispersed and went to sleep.

At that time, to be a "big brother", whether it was a chivalrous heart or out of loyalty in the world, it was more or less trivial.Or maybe it's because I grew up with my father since I was a child, and I always want to try my best to protect others. It's a pity that my university is only two years old, and there are not many opportunities to protect my classmates.But in the past two years, I have come into contact with the real society for the first time and know the hardships of work.When many of my peers are still confused or having fun, I have already started on the road, which can be regarded as a kind of precocity!

At least, for my dream, I don't have any time to waste.