All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

For the children of high-ranking officials in this era, such chaotic battles seemed to have long been a part of daily life.

Whether it's Zhang Haiyang or Zhong Yuemin, their family backgrounds allow them to avoid the struggles of ordinary families after graduation. Even though their parents are not around, the government still provides them with a monthly living allowance of 15 yuan.

Their age, coupled with this special era, filled their youth with unbridled passion and vigor. They could only vent their excess energy and sweat through fighting and playing around.

At this moment, his body possessed both the youthful passion of Zhong Yuemin and the long-suppressed emotions of Zhang Peng, a middle-aged man. Both of them wanted to rediscover the world through their fists.

Although the two sides fought fiercely, neither dared to go all out.

I don't know who shouted it.

"The police are here!"

Upon hearing this, the group of young people scattered like birds and beasts, each rushing home to their own mothers.

Zheng Tong, who was wearing glasses, was the only one who hadn't reacted yet when he was kicked to the ground. His glasses fell far away. Hearing someone shout, he panicked and picked up a brick from the ground and threw it at a blurry figure in the distance.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what's wrong with you, you little rascal? You've really gone too far, daring to hit a policeman!"

Zheng Tong, with his butt sticking out, had just touched his glasses on the ground when he heard the shouts behind him. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to turn around and ran away into the distance.

This farce ended just like that. For Zhong Yuemin's small group, such farces have been happening almost every week for the past few years.

Zhong Yuemin got on his bicycle and pedaled like a clockwork toy, facing the scorching summer sun and feeling the exuberance of youth. He felt a sharp pain in his forehead, touched it, and found his hands covered in blood, but he didn't care. He exchanged a glance with Yuan Jun next to him, and the two of them burst into laughter.

Zhong Yuemin's life suits him well; he is free and unrestrained, surrounded by brothers, friends, and love. It's as if Zhong Yuemin was born with a protagonist's aura. This kind of life is much more interesting than that of He Yuzhu, the virgin from his previous life.

Although He Yuzhu and Zhong Yuemin lived in the same era, their identities meant that, unless they were deliberately brought together, their worlds would almost never intersect.

Let He Yuzhu's dreamlike life fade away with the wind.

This time belongs to Zhong Yuemin!

Back home, Zhong Yuemin took out a strip of white cloth from the drawer and casually treated the wound. He seemed to be used to such minor injuries.

After hastily bandaging his head, Zhong Yuemin stood in front of the mirror hanging on the bedroom wall. Looking at his face in the mirror, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. When he smiled, he looked like a sunny big boy.

When he had a serious expression, his small eyes were half-closed, and a melancholy aura emanated from within, giving Zhong Yuemin an attraction that was different from ordinary people. It was this attraction that drew girls to him like moths to a flame.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sigh.

"Youth is wonderful!"

"Zhong Yuemin, is Zhong Yuemin home? Oh dear, are you showing off again!"

Zhong Yuemin was interrupted by several people. Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong and their group didn't even knock on the door, but pushed it open and entered. Without even guessing, it was clear that it was Zheng Tong's foul mouth again.

"Zheng Tong, I think I just saw you running around like a rabbit, your butt sticking out. You're so smug now, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Tong immediately began to grumble and explain why he ran that way. He had no choice; he hadn't expected the brick to hit so accurately.

If we get caught, we're doomed!

Accompanying Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong were two other brothers, the older one named Ning Bin and the younger one named Ning Wei.

Seeing these two people, Zhong Yuemin suddenly remembered something that seemed to have happened in the original work.

That was Ning Wei's older brother, Ning Bin, who was stabbed by a scoundrel who seemed to have crossed the river from the north. He couldn't be saved, and his younger brother, Ning Wei, witnessed his older brother fall alive in front of him.

This also resulted in the short Ning Wei being somewhat withdrawn from a young age, and he yearned to solve problems through violence. He even craved blood, which ultimately led him down a path of no return.

Perhaps he should try to avoid this tragedy. Just as Zhong Yuemin was thinking this, Yuan Jun began to talk animatedly about what he had seen and heard recently.

For example, he mentioned seeing a very beautiful girl at the Shichahai ice rink a few days ago, and that the girl had a special liking for him. Everyone was attracted by Yuan Jun's words, even though they all knew that he was definitely bragging. But when it came to girls, these young people couldn't help but be drawn to the topic.

But Yuan Jun's boasting became increasingly outrageous. When he finally talked about kissing the girl, he couldn't come up with a coherent story, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Soon, Zheng Tong also started joking, teasing Yuan Jun's father, Director Yuan, and the room was filled with cheerful laughter.

Zhong Yuemin lay half-reclined on the sofa, watching the group of teenagers laughing and joking in front of him. A smile immediately appeared on his lips. Only at their age could they talk about girls without a care in the world and make all sorts of jokes without restraint.

Just then, Yuan Jun suddenly shouted at Zhong Yuemin.

"Yuemin, I saw in the newspaper that there will be a performance of The Red Detachment of Women at the Tianqiao Theater next month. That's something new! I heard it's the Paris Dance Company. We have to go and check it out!"

Upon hearing this, a group of teenagers were immediately intrigued. In those days, there weren't many forms of entertainment, and this kind of activity involving pretty girls dancing was incredibly appealing to a group of teenagers from unusual family backgrounds.

Let them have fun, Zhong Yuemin had no objection and let them do whatever they wanted. However, this performance by the troupe also officially kicked off the bloody romance storyline.

Yuan Jun, because of his face full of acne, never attracts girls, but when he talks about the opposite sex, his eyes light up with excitement as he shouts.

"Hey guys, I reckon the ticket windows will be packed with people tomorrow. All those troublemakers from Beijing will definitely be there. I think we need to call a lot more people and make sure we're fully equipped. We can't lose face!"

Zhong Yuemin nodded. This was interesting, and it reminded him of someone.

"Li Kuiyong!"

Chapter 136: The Big Boss

If we were to say that Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong, childhood friends, were Zhong Yuemin's best brothers in this life.

Li Kuiyong, who was only Zhong Yuemin's classmate for one semester, could only be considered a friend.

This kind of friendship lasts a lifetime.

In the world of bloody romance, it's strange that everyone, whether good or bad, whether from privileged backgrounds or impoverished circumstances, seems to be exceptionally loyal.

It is also possible that they are loyal to each other because they are all Zhong Yuemin's friends, and because Zhong Yuemin has always treated them sincerely.

Birds of a feather flock together, which is why Zhong Yuemin has gathered such a group of friends and brothers around him, and even women are willing to put aside all prejudices and sincerely help him.

Of course, there's also the possibility that the original author just liked to brag.

Li Kuiyong came from a poor family. His father's official job was a bathhouse attendant, and he also worked part-time as a tricycle driver, transporting passengers and goods. He eventually died from overwork.

After his father passed away, he was left with seven orphans and a widow. Li Kuiyong was the eldest son in the family. His mother was in poor health. For children from the lower class, if they wanted to protect their younger siblings from being bullied, they had to be more ruthless than others.

So Li Kuiyong became quite famous in the area with his fists. When Zhong Yuemin's father was transferred to Yanjing, he hadn't been assigned a job yet, so Zhong Yuemin temporarily studied at the Workers' Primary School at the entrance of the alley for a semester. It was there that he met Li Kuiyong, and the two became lifelong friends.

Given their backgrounds, Zhong Yuemin and Li Kuiyong would never have been friends. For example, whenever Zhong Yuemin mentioned Li Kuiyong to Yuan Jun and others, Yuan Jun would also mention him.

"Yuemin, don't you think it's beneath you to be friends with those petty scoundrels from the alleyways?"

Yes, in the eyes of Yuan Jun and other children of high-ranking officials, Li Kuiyong, a petty hoodlum from the bottom of society, was not even on their level. Children of high-ranking officials only made friends with young people of similar status to themselves, and rarely made friends from the bottom of society.

Zhong Yuemin was an exception among these children of privileged families.

Zhong Yuemin's carefree and loyal nature allows his circle of friends to transcend social boundaries, which is why he can live such a free and easy life.

Tickets for the Paris Dance Company's performance will officially go on sale tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM, but it's clear that tickets will be extremely difficult to obtain, with many people queuing up late into the night.

After discussing it, Yuan Jun and his friends decided that they should definitely go and see what the commotion was about tonight, since they had nothing else to do all day.

This group of people was known to later generations as the "Old Three Classes," and these last six months were also the last few months of their life's most crucial choices.

The fates of children like Zhong Yuemin, who came from privileged backgrounds, will diverge. Those whose parents are still in power will have a bright future and will smoothly follow their parents' arrangements to embark on a promising path.

Those whose fathers were affected, like Zhong Yuemin, could only temporarily go with the flow and go to the countryside as educated youth for re-education.

Because they don't know what the future holds, many of them feel lost and even give up on themselves.

However, Zhong Yuemin, who has already integrated Zhang Peng's memories, is enjoying his current life. Zhong Yuemin's personality still dominates this body. The memories in Zhang Peng's dream have made him no longer confused about the future, which is good.

When everyone arrived at the Tianqiao Theater that evening by bicycle, they found that the queue was indeed huge, forming a long line.

Because there are limited tickets and a large number of people, the theater requires individuals to register their names and information in advance so that they will be eligible to purchase tickets when they are released the next morning.

Clearly, given the nature of Zhong Yuemin and his group, they had no intention of queuing. They exchanged glances and chuckled.

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong walked straight to the front, fiercely pulling apart several young people in line. When someone objected, Zheng Tong revealed a kitchen knife from his backpack, and the crowd quickly made way for them.

Zhong Yuemin looked helplessly at this group of little tyrants. The special era had created this group of reckless and unruly individuals.

The group managed to snag tickets using an unreliable queuing method, and will wait until the ticket windows open tomorrow to buy the tickets.

The next morning, the group arrived at the theater entrance again. Zhong Yuemin could see a group of young people wearing yellow and green woolen coats riding bicycles towards them from a distance.

When Zhong Yuemin and his group saw the newcomers, they gestured to greet them, and the other party smiled and returned the gesture.

The visitor was named Li Yuanchao, and like Zhong Yuemin, he was also a member of a privileged family.

Children of high-ranking officials like Zhong Yuemin are mostly divided into small circles within each compound, with a dozen or so people in each circle, or a private core circle of three to five people. Each small circle has a leader, and Zhong Yuemin is the leader of his compound.

As for how to rank people by seniority, it is mostly related to the status of the fathers. In this era, it is important to have a son who is a son of a general. As a son, he naturally cannot lose face for his father.

The same is true for Li Yuanchao; in fact, due to his special status, his fame far exceeds that of Zhong Yuemin.

Meanwhile, another group, led by Zhang Haiyang, arrived at the entrance of Tianqiao Theater on bicycles. Upon seeing Li Yuanchao, they greeted him with the same hand gesture characteristic of children from the compound.

Upon seeing Zhang Haiyang and his group appear, Yuan Jun nudged Zhong Yuemin with his elbow and said.

"Yuemin, those guys we fought with the other day are here. What a coincidence! Guys, let's get our weapons ready!"

Zhong Yuemin also saw Zhang Haiyang, smiled, and pulled Yuan Jun and the others who were about to leave the stage, telling them to calm down.

Although we became friends after our initial conflict, there will be plenty of opportunities to get to know that kid in the future. For now, let's just relax and watch the show!

Besides them, several other similar groups arrived one after another. In the Yanjing area, there were countless children of high-ranking officials.

However, these young men were all proud and arrogant, and none of them were willing to submit to the others, except for Li Yuanchao, who was a special case.

Besides his special status, Li Yuanchao was also good at interpersonal relationships, was kind and generous, and had a bit of wisdom. In the circle of children of high-ranking officials, he was known as "Little Zhuge Liang".

Therefore, Li Yuanchao was extremely famous and considered a leader in their circle, so everyone who came took the initiative to greet him.

Zhong Yuemin greeted Li Yuanchao not only because he didn't want to appear out of place, but also because he was ready to watch a good show.

Yuan Jun and his group continued to cut in line to buy tickets, and most of the other children from the compound did the same, each cutting in line to buy tickets.

Li Yuanchao's underlings also quickly managed to snag tickets. The group returned to Li Yuanchao, handed the tickets to him, and awaited his allocation.

Just as the group was about to leave, several young men dressed in dark blue worker's clothes squeezed up to Li Yuanchao from the crowd and pressed a thorn straight against Li Yuanchao's stomach.

A short man looked at Li Yuanchao with a mocking smile. Seeing the restless movements of the people around Li Yuanchao, he stretched out his hand and shouted fiercely.

"Anyone who dares to move! I'll stab them to death!"

The short man who spoke was surnamed Kang and was the ninth in his family, so people used to call him Kang Xiaojiu, which is only one character different from Kang Xiaoba, a famous thief from decades ago.

Although Kang Xiaojiu was not tall, he admired Kang Xiaoba's courage, fierceness, and ruthlessness, so he quickly made a name for himself.

He never reasoned with people or things, only acted according to his own interests. With his "reckless" spirit, he gradually earned a nickname!

"little bastard!"