Chapter 3: Beat? Beat to death!

  The opening ceremony was extremely boring, especially sitting in the classroom "listening" to the school leader's speech. The script for each semester is basically the same, and it's always just a few sentences that are read over and over again, and they're long and tedious too. In Class 2-3, which was located in the farthest corner, Zheng Xiuyan had already dozed off as soon as the broadcast started, while Mu Ziqiu, who wasn't sitting by the window, took out a book called "Basic Etiquette for Actors" from her backpack and began to read.

  "Are you still reading this kind of book? Are you also a trainee at an economic company?" From the beginning to when she noticed the title of the book Mu Ziqiu was reading, Zheng Xiuyan had not been sleeping, but rather lying on the desk wondering what to do. The noisy broadcast in this cold weather made it impossible for her to fall asleep, and she could only lament why she had come to attend the opening ceremony today!

  "Hey, I'm asking you!" Zheng Xiuyan couldn't sleep and was already annoyed, but Mu Zi Qiu looked at him as if he didn't exist, staring at that book, "The Basic Etiquette of Actors". What a lousy book!

  "What's the use of a book if you don't read it?" Mu Zi Qiu looked at the words on the page, carefully studying the meaning of each phrase. After finishing a section, he withdrew his attention and replied lightly to Zheng Xiu Yan.

  "What I'm asking is, why are you still reading this kind of book? Do you want to be an actor?"

  "Not really, I just wanted to take a look." Muzi Qiu looked at this book, actually because his sister had casually mentioned that she wanted to develop into film and television.

  "Were you a trainee at SM and I was also a trainee at that company?"

  "I am not a trainee."

  "So you..."

  "It's over." As soon as the principal's voice on the broadcast fell, Muzi Qiu closed his book and put it in his backpack, adjusted the large black-framed glasses on his face, stood up, and walked out of the classroom without caring about Zheng Xiuyan and the eyes of the whole class.

  "Who cares!"

  "Jung Soo-yeon, where are you going?" Jung Soo-yeon was about to follow Mok Ji-ah out of the classroom when she was stopped by Han Sun-mi at the podium.

  "Mu Zi Qiu..." Zheng Xiuyan pointed at Mu Zi Qiu who was walking out of the classroom.

  "He can leave, but you cannot! Be honest and sit back in your original seat. After the opening ceremony is over, you can come to me to report and then leave school. If I find out that you left school early, you'll have to get your parents to come see me!"

  "Yes, Teacher Han!" Zheng Xiuyan gritted her teeth and gazed resentfully at the receding figure of Mu Ziqiu, before returning to the most remote corner...

  The opening ceremony wasn't that simple, but the subsequent activities were dispensable for Muzi Qiu. Having time to sit idly in school was a waste of time, so he left. He never wasted time! His classmates and teacher, Han Xianmei, were also accustomed to his behavior. He didn't attend classes yet still managed to get first place in the city every semester. Who would dare interfere with such a student's freedom? If he got annoyed and transferred schools, that would be a huge loss! It's worth noting that although South Korea advocates for compulsory high school education, the promotion rate is still important for schools. Therefore, the school leaders and teachers turned a blind eye to Muzi Qiu's truancy...

  Muzi Qiu swaggered towards the main gate of the school, and the old man guarding the door smiled when he saw Muzi Qiu coming, then directly opened the door for him, letting him walk out...

  Muzi Qiu had just walked out of the school gate and was thinking of heading home when a commotion broke out from the alleyway at the corner. It seemed like a fight, and school violence was quite normal in Korea, especially around Tongde Middle School where Muzi Qiu attended. The area was surrounded by high schools, and conflicts between them were endless, with each generation passing down their rivalries like sworn enemies...

  "Hey! You're so stubborn! Still being stubborn! Be more stubborn for me! Fight! Don't you like throwing punches? Looking at your soft and weak appearance, do you know how many catties of flesh are on your fist?"

  Muzi Qiu had never been one to interfere in other people's business. As he passed by the entrance of the alley, he didn't even give it a glance before walking away.

  "It won't disperse!" Leaning against the corner of the wall, a youth who had been beaten until his face was swollen and bruised, probably seventeen or eighteen years old, wiped away the bloodstains on his face and shouted loudly!

  When he heard the name of the group, Muzi Qiu's footsteps immediately stopped. Korean fans are the craziest, from HOT, GOD, Crystal Boys, SES, dominating the Korean music scene, it has been slowly revealed that each house fan is fighting endlessly, using every means! This passionate and brainless battle between high school student fans often happens, especially with the SES fans who disbanded at the end of last year.

  "Stubborn, I'll make you stubborn! My favorite SES has disbanded, what a waste! What are you looking at? Don't continue to beat him up for me, let him be stubborn! Beat him until he can't get up! I hate this pretty boy the most! He's handsome but useless!" The speaker was a short-haired, round-faced chubby kid who wasn't very tall and didn't have a pleasant appearance. However, because his family had money, he slowly became a small leader in school and gathered a group of "like-minded" classmates to form a campus gang.

  Four students nearby heard what the fat boy said and immediately started punching and kicking the young man again. They were also SES fans, but they had a strong aversion to those who rivaled SES!

  "Lee Hyori is just a damn egg! She's only good for being a slut!" As the captain and face of the group, Lee Hyori was absolutely the most popular member. The chubby kid YY wasn't entirely unreasonable! When he heard this, Muzi Qiu immediately turned back from where she had stopped walking, dropped her backpack, and picked up a brick from the wall of the alleyway.

  "The day before yesterday, I was still in bed with that bitch... Ah! Who the f**k hit me? I'm bleeding! F**k! That dead bitch is really...". Fatso's mouth was full of profanity as he fantasized about Captain Lee Hyori, but suddenly, Mokja-choon appeared behind him and slammed a brick onto the back of his head. The impact made everyone stunned for a moment, and Fatso rolled around on the ground with both hands covering the back of his head, still muttering...

  Mu Zi didn't care about the fat guy's current appearance, and stepped forward in front of Xiao Pangzi. With a forceful kick, he kicked away the thick cotton-padded jacket wrapped around his plump body. His right hand continuously slammed down on the fat guy's body with a brick! The force was relentless, and the sound of the brick colliding with Xiao Pangzi's flesh and bones was deafening! The four students surrounding the young man were all stunned into silence!

  "What are you looking at? Don't save me! It hurts! Stop hitting! I give up! I give up! Big brother! You guys still don't come over and take this madman away, I'm going to die! I'm going to die from the pain...... Oh my mom! Save me...... Quickly take this madman away......" The fat guy's body kept rolling around, trying to escape Mu Ziqiu's fierce slapping, but it was really not easy for his body to dodge Mu Ziqiu's slaps. However, in response to his cries for help, the other four students quickly surrounded them and restrained Mu Ziqiu!

  Muzi Qiu was only thirteen years old this year, and after his birthday, he would be fourteen. Although he had grown to over 1.6 meters tall, when faced with four high school students who were even taller than him, the outcome was already decided! In just an instant, Muzi Qiu was knocked to the ground, and the four burly high school students' fists and feet all landed on his body. The sound of eight fists and eight legs colliding with his body made his eardrums ache! A thin stream of deep red liquid gradually flowed out from the corner of his mouth...

  Muzi Qiu struggled to get up from the blows, swinging his right hand with a brick, forcing back the four people surrounding him. He shook his head, clearing his dazed brain, glanced at Xiaobao still lying on the ground, and after steadying himself, he pounced again without hesitation. Straddling Xiaobao's body, his left hand tightly grasped the thick coat, while his right hand raised the brick once more. The dull thud of the brick hitting flesh echoed again, mixed with Xiaobao's anguished cries...

  Four high school students behind Muzi Qiu immediately surrounded him again, pulling his clothes and trying to pull him away from Xiao Pangzi. However, the four of them were in a flurry, and with Muzi Qiu's left hand tightly grasping Xiao Pangzi's down jacket, the four tall and large high school students couldn't pull Muzi Qiu away. The four of them immediately tried to violently beat Muzi Qiu, but he still didn't let go of Xiao Pangzi. The pain from behind couldn't stop him from slapping the brick. Xiao Pangzi, who was lying on the ground, covered his head with both hands, and at this time, had already been slapped by the brick until his skin was broken and his flesh was torn apart, revealing white bones stained with bright red blood...

  The little fatty's wailing grew weaker and weaker, until it was almost inaudible. The four high school students saw the little fatty covered in blood and were immediately shocked. They had never seen such a brutal fight scene before - they were just some bad students, not even worthy of being called violent thugs. Looking at Mu Zi Autumn's fighting style, this wasn't even a fight anymore, it was outright murder! How could they not be shocked when they had never seen anything like this before?

  Finally, the four of them joined forces and with great difficulty pulled Mu Zi Qiu, who was slowly losing strength, away from Pangzi's body. Without paying attention to Mu Zi Qiu and another young man who had fallen to the side, they collectively carried Little Pangzi and rushed out of the alley, rushing him to the hospital. If they hadn't, it's likely that Little Pangzi would have died...

  Muzi's appearance hadn't improved, his large black-framed glasses were now crooked on his face, stained with the fresh blood that had flowed from his hair, his nostrils and mouth corners were all smeared with bloodstains, his cotton-padded jacket and sweater had been torn apart by those four high school students, hanging in strips on his body, looking extremely disheveled...

  "Are you okay?" The young man leaning against the wall corner, holding his abdomen, slowly walked to Mu Zi Qiu's side and asked.

  "It won't kill me." Mu Zi Qiu replied faintly, taking a deep breath to alleviate the piercing pain that was spreading throughout his body...

  "My name is Kim Hyun-chung! You're really good at fighting! However, it's very great and powerful!"