Chapter 45: Knowledge

Yang Zhi finally learned the story about the Red Rope from Shi Xu's mouth.

Shi Xu said, you have caught up with a good time. Kou Xiang was not like this one year ago. At that time, his personality was much more irritable than he is now. He was gloomy and low. Wherever he went, he was at the extreme low pressure and was full of negative energy. He didn't write songs like now. He mingled in the bar every night, drank, smoked, and played cards, or he would fight with others, which was particularly chaotic.

Shen Xingwei came over with great interest and opened it apart.

"Later one night, a girl came to the bar. She was small, with straight hair and a pair of shiny black eyes like stars, just like a little loli coming out of Japanese comics."

Shi Xu said contemptly: "You just pay attention to the girl's appearance, and you actually remember it so clearly."

"Of course, that's the girl who put Caesar down, and I'm certainly impressed."

Yang Zhi almost choked on the water: "What?"

Pei Qing nodded: "You heard it right. She gave Caesar down. She was so skillful. She was a master at first glance. She must have learned Taekwondo Karate Aikido anyway."

Yang Zhi asked in confusion: "Has Kou Xiang and her clashed?"

Shizuo said: "I don't know, but she seems to care about him very much and comes to the bar every day to catch him. Maybe it's because of his depression and depravity that she can't see. But it's really awesome. No one in this world can control Caesar. Just this strange girl can control him."

Pei Qing said: "So, you have to fight violence."

Shen Xingwei nodded: "Several times, right next to the bar, she picked up Caesar's collar, picked up her fist and beat him up. She didn't leave any face for him. Caesar was no match for her. He had no other tricks except being obedient. So for a long time, when Caesar saw her coming to the bar, he ran straight to the men's bathroom, as cowardly as if he was a dog."

Yang Zhi was shocked, unimaginable at all that Kou Xiang would be afraid of being alone and being like this.

"Who is that girl?"

Shixu said: "Although she has a loli face, she can tell that she is older than us. When we asked Kou Xiang, he only said with a calm face that he was his natural enemy. Later, one time, the girl came to the bar to find Caesar and met a few new unknowing gangsters teasing her. For some reason, she kept holding on to the attack and letting them speak dirty words, and almost touched her. In the end, Caesar couldn't stand it and rushed over and taught the gangsters a lesson. At that time, we thought Caesar hated her very much, but he didn't expect to take action, and was particularly surprised."

"That night Caesar had a fight and died. The girl in the hospital kept accompanying him. Beside her, Caesar was like a little lamb. He heard whatever she said, nodding from time to time. He was so gentle. We have known Caesar for many years, and when did we ever see him as gentle?"

Shen Xingwei concluded: "So men need to be trained."

"Go to yours." Shiyu kicked him: "The girl sat with Caesar, her eyes and nose were carved from the same mold. We all suspect that the girl was Caesar's illegitimate daughter outside his father."

"Then is it?" Yang Zhi asked curiously.

"How did I know that Caesar never mentions this, anyway, that girl looks very similar to him."

"After that incident, their relationship melted. Caesar no longer looked like a irritable bull when he saw her. She stopped beating him. They often sat on the bar to drink and chat together. Gradually, Caesar's personality improved a lot, and he stopped drinking and began to move towards a professional singer. In short, everything was fine."

Shizuo immediately explained: "But don't get me wrong. It's not a girlfriend. That girl has a boyfriend. We guess that girl must be related to Caesar, otherwise the two people who are stupid can look so similar."

"The girl always had a red-headed rope tied around her hair. Whoever saw the red-headed rope was afraid and dared not provoke her."

Yang Zhi suddenly remembered: "When I first came here, Caesar tied a red rope to my ponytail, and then no man dared to come over and talk to me."

"That's right. Everyone in this bar knows that those who tie the red rope on the ponytail cannot be messed with. That's the person Caesar wants to protect."

Yang Zhi nodded, and the curiosity in his heart increased a little, and at the same time, there was a faint warmth lingering in his heart.

At this time, the music on the stage had already started, Caesar and Mon were both standing in front of the stage, and the host stood among them and announced that the battle between the two was about to begin.

Cheers were boiling from the audience.

It is still the same old rule in the world. Throwing coins, the numbers are upwards, and Caesar sings first.

His dark and light eyes calmly glanced at Mon opposite him, and slowly opened a flow with the melody given by DJ. This was a small rap with a very smooth rhythm, with sharp words, but the theme was unexpected.

Instead of dissing Xu Jiamao, he sang what happened in the past few days in the form of rap. The music of hip-hop is full of criticality of reality, and Kou Xiang's lyrics are particularly accurate and resounding, and combined with this melodious flow, it makes people excited.

Yang Zhi's goosebumps all came out.

Forty-five seconds, Caesar didn't stop for a second, which shows that he was really good at raping.

His chest was slightly ups and downs, and he handed the microphone to Mon. He did not throw the microphone directly, just like after Mon sang for the first time, and for a tooth.

In many things, Caesar has his own principles and persistence, which is what Yang Zhi particularly admires him. At this age, it is particularly rare for him to stick to his original intention and not be moved by the wind.

After Mon took the microphone, he paused for a long time, and the melody left one third. Everyone thought he didn't know how to take the sing and was about to cheer up, but he never thought that at this time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the corner of the crowd at the edge.

Yang Zhi looked over with his gaze and suddenly found that Song Mo was standing there. She leaned against the wall and looked at Xu Jiamao from afar.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Jiamao spoke-

He immediately followed the theme of the Knightsong, and his words were sharper, mixed with curses and swearing, and hit the nail on the head, making the school's policies bloody.

Regarding typhoons, Mon is arrogant and domineering, full of aggressiveness, and lacks Caesar's calmness and sanity.

In short, the two people have different styles, but they have their own advantages.

Their names were shouting at the scene, and the applause was thunderous. However, at this time, Kou Xiang picked up the microphone again and continued to sing the lyrics of Mon.

For half an hour, the two of them continued to confront each other, and the lyrics kept coming up with new tricks. Caesar's perfect skills and agile reaction, Mon's momentum and sense of oppression made the entire scene fall into a state of excitement.

Many people at the scene did not understand their lyrics very much. The most excited thing was that the students who came to watch the game empathized with the content in the lyrics.

Yang Zhi looked at the friends around her. She knew that the anger of Caesar and Mon on the stage had completely infected them. Their young hearts were burning, stirring, and boiling.

This is the soul of hip-hop.

What made Yang Zhirong the most was that at the moment when Caesar and Mon finished their singing, they stood on both sides of the stage, staring at each other, and actually smiled at each other.

A smile to eliminate grudges.

The battle's duel determines the winner with the cheers of the audience, but it is difficult to tell the winner of the winner.

The match between two people is difficult to tell, and it is difficult to distinguish the outcome.

But the result is no longer that important at this time.

After the singing, Mon took the lead in getting off the stage, ignored the boiling cheers around and walked straight to the corner of the crowd.

Kou Xiang returned to his friends and fists with several boys.

Shen Xingwei patted his shoulder and said excitedly: "It's so handsome. Today's battle is the most exciting game among so many games I've seen, no doubt about it!"

Pei Qing also nodded and said, "Forty minutes of the game, there is no chance to breathe during the whole freestyle. Are you two brains in Chinese dictionary?"

"The main reason is that you two are too tacit understanding and don't even dissipate each other."

"Caesar should have won this game. Mon knows in his heart that there is a gap between him and yours."

"So he just ran away."

"But he doesn't like our approach, how could he dissipate the school with Caesar?"

"Who knows what this guy is thinking in his mind."

Kou Xiangyun smiled lightly and said nothing. Shen Xingwei gave him a seat next to him, but Kou Xiang didn't even look at him and sat next to Yang Zhi very consciously.

Yang Zhi could tell from the tips of his rising eyes that he seemed to be in a good mood. Is it because the showdown with Mon just now was very exciting?

Yang Zhi suddenly became very good. He raised the glass of orange juice and said to Kou Xiang: "Treat you!"

At this time, Shen Xingwei walked over with a cocktail: "What orange juice should I drink? Since I want to toast us Caesar, I have to be a little sincere."

Kou Xiang blocked Shen Xingwei's hand and looked down: "She doesn't drink."

But she didn't expect Yang Zhi took the wine glass and said, "It's okay, you can drink some."

She was so excited that Kou Xiang would not disappoint him. But he opened a full bottle of beer and said to her: "You only take a sip."

Yang Zhi raised his goblet and said to him: "Wine for friends, and meet friends with thousands of glasses, and meet friends with mountains and flowing water."

Mountains and flowing water, meet soulmates.

Kou Xiang accepted her glass of wine, picked up the bottle and drank it all in one go, and Yang Zhi also finished the glass of cocktail.

She couldn't bear to drink and soon became a little dizzy. Although she wasn't too drunk, she wasn't so awake.

After Kou Xiang bid farewell to everyone, he pulled her arm and helped her leave. When passing by the dance floor, Yang Zhi still pulled Kou Xiang and said he wanted to dance. It seemed as if his nature, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly burst out. The small flower buds that were usually restrained suddenly bloomed with intoxicating fragrance.

Kou Xiang had no choice but to accompany her into the dance floor. Yang Zhi had a good sense of music. He twisted his body with a rhythmic melody and began to dance casually and happily. Before that, Kou Xiang never felt that anyone was born expressive. Until this moment, he saw her dancing with emotion that he gradually believed-

Some people are born for the stage.

"Caesar, why don't you dance?"

In the metal melody, Yang Zhi had to use a loud voice to communicate with him near his ears, so her hands simply hooked around Kou Xiang's neck.

Her slim waist was so close that he had no idea where to put his hands.

"Stop making trouble, go back."

"I don't want to go back, I want to play."

Kou Xiang was very helpless and bounced her forehead: "Why are you so happy today?"

"I won't tell you."

"You're drunk, go back."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Zhi suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.

Kou Xiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, blood all over his body surged, and the noisy metal impact sounded completely turned into a buzzing sound in his ears, and then—

All the people are silent.

All his feelings and perceptions were withdrawn from his consciousness. Now, he could only feel her young body that was close to him, tightly pressing against him. Her lips were like mature and soft cherries, gently pressing down, and the light touching like a dragonfly, without any trace.

She kissed his cheek and took several steps back, like a cunning little fox, looking at him shyly and boldly.
To be continued...