After Shao Zhan finished speaking, the discussion in the class stopped abruptly.
The classroom was dead silent.
After knowing the class schedule, the students in Class 7 quickly established a class group, which is not like the teacher for the time being. The original intention of Jianqun was to have a place to cry with his comrades, to look forward to his devilish high school life in advance, and to encourage each other to live strong.
Apart from the teachers and school bullies not being in the group, neither are the school gods. The fact that the god of learning is not in the group is entirely out of admiration for idols. I am embarrassed to add friends, not to mention that Shao Zhan has asked for leave, and someone who has been in the same class as Shao Zhan in high school said that he does not watch the class group.
Unexpectedly, it gave them the opportunity to chat about gossip.
In this eerie silence, the class was the first to speak.
[Classmate A]: Wow.
[Classmate B]: Well, what's the matter with them? It doesn't seem right
[Classmate C]: I have a piece of news that is not accurate. It is said that the school bully was caught jumping over the wall, it was the school god who caught it.
[Classmate A]: Wonderful, where did you get the news
[Classmate C]: The dormitory manager is the second uncle of my classmate's cousin. I heard from him. Although the relationship is a bit distant, it should still be reliable.
[Classmate D]: Isn't that the school bully and the student god who are in a relationship? As expected of the school god, even the school bully dares to move, do the warriors know? @李明永
[Li Mingyong]: ... I don't know.
[Classmate D]: I don't dare to look back, the Warriors broadcast, what is the reaction of the school bully now
[Li Mingyong]: ... I don't dare to watch it either.
[Classmate D]: Be brave! Is it a man!
Li Mingyong only replied every ten seconds: The reaction... It looks... a little dangerous.
Xu Sheng's mouth had just broken into a few pieces of sugar, and the taste was so strong that he rushed up to him, making him suddenly stunned.
The first thought after I was stunned was: Are you, him, mother, sick
Only Shao Zhan threw the plastic stick into the trash can behind him as if nothing was wrong, pulled out his seat and sat down with Xu Sheng across an aisle that was wide or narrow or narrow.
"Why is it so quiet today?" The math teacher entered the door with a triangle ruler, thinking that her class would be a mess when she was a few minutes late. "You did a good job, go back and praise you Lao Meng."
The math teacher was young, under thirty years old, with short hair and a vigorous style. She put down the ruler and picked out a piece of chalk from the chalk box. After breaking one hand, she said, "The second lesson today has been previewed in advance. Well, have you done the few questions left?"
Everyone turned over the books one after another, and for a while there was only the sound of turning over the books.
Xu Sheng exhausted all the qualities and rationality in his life, so he didn't rush to ask if you were sick.
He originally planned to make up for sleep in class, but he was no longer sleepy. He opened the book and followed the teacher to listen to her two formulas for the first time ever.
Whether you hear it or not is another matter.
Xu Sheng finally managed to slow down. Halfway through the class, the news from Zhang Feng made his remaining sanity burn out.
Zhang Feng: I heard that the school gods robbed you of lollipops
Xu Sheng: …
Zhang Feng is eager to eat melons: Is it true, just followed the news from the fourth class, why did he rob you of candy
This kind of rumor has been passed on from ten to ten, and it has changed since then. It can be passed down from Xiao Ming's grandfather who lived to be a hundred years old to Xiao Ming who has no grandfather.
Xu Sheng: You are all boring.
Xu Sheng: I didn't grab candy.
Xu Sheng: he
Before Xu Sheng's sentence "He's a lunatic" was finished, someone knocked on the edge of the table.
"Mobile phone," Shao Zhan said, "I have it."
Shao Zhan didn't even turn his head when he said this. He just reached out and tapped the edge of his desk twice with a pen between lectures. The aisle between one, two and two groups in the classroom could not be separated, but only an arm's distance apart.
Xu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then turned to laugh angrily.
He licked his back molars and threw the phone directly into the table with a "bang".
He felt that if he had to endure it any longer, he would be really pissed off.
When Xu Sheng was really angry, he habitually had a smile on his face, just like when he threatened people outside the Internet cafe. At first glance, he thought he was calm: "What do you mean?"
Li Mingyong dragged his chair to the side.
Shao Zhan hooked his pen and sketched the key points of the formula on the page. In fact, he didn't bother to take care of the guy next to him who was eating candy and playing with his mobile phone. Because of the head teacher's hints in the office, he managed to squeeze out a little patience and said: " Gossip is not allowed during class time.”
Xu Sheng: "It's none of your business if I chat or not?"
"If you don't understand the four words forbidding gossip, I'll change the way," Shao Zhan turned to spit out two words, "Shut up."
"… "
The front table also began to drag chairs.
Xu Sheng didn't give in, he leaned back, leaned back in his chair and said, "I only say it once, leave me alone."
The temperature plummeted and the atmosphere became more and more delicate.
"I'll only say it once, it's okay to chat if you want," Shao Zhan raised his head. He let go of his hand and dropped the pen. Then he turned around and said coldly, "Come up after the chat and hand in 3,500 words."
"..." Xu Sheng was speechless.
"Are you still talking?" Shao Zhan asked.
"If you don't talk, turn your head back and listen to the class."
Xu Sheng acted recklessly and domineeringly in Linjiang No. 6 Middle School, hitting his head with blood for the first time.
He has never seen such a person who is not afraid of him, and has a posture of "whether you accept it or not, you have to accept it for me".
The rumors intensified, and the rumors that the school gods and school bullies were not dealing with each other spread from the seventh class along the corridor to the first class. In the end, not only the second grade group was shocked, but the whole high school was boiling.
The "famous" of Shao Zhan is different from that of Xu Sheng.
Starting with the highest score in the whole school in the high school entrance examination, on the first day of entering the school, let alone all grades, almost the whole school knew that there was a scholar in No. 6 High School.
Student No. 1, regardless of whether he has been ranked No. 1 in the big and small examinations, is a resident guest in the first examination room, and the more big-character posters at the school gate are posted, all of which are certificates of merit.
Anyway, it's really hard to connect the two.
Playing with mobile phones, passing notes, sleeping, eating, and reading comics are all in the past tense for Xu Sheng, but the school rules are inexplicably memorized a lot, which led Zhang Feng to send a message to ask if he should go to the Internet cafe at night, he almost replied in the past. : It is strictly forbidden to go out after school.
When Xu Sheng replied to the news, the school bell had already rang. He unplugged the power bank, and went back to his side.
The last class was adjusted to the previous class, and it was still biology, just like yesterday.
The biology teacher arranged the homework on the stage, compared the selected homework questions with the class representative, and glanced at Xu Sheng as he walked out.
She just hit a nail on Xu Sheng yesterday, and the old and new hatred mixed together. It was the first time she saw such an unruly student. She was determined to clean up and said in a deep voice, "Xu Sheng, come out for a while."
The biology teacher stepped on high heels and walked over several rows of empty desks and chairs. He took him to a place at the end of the corridor where no one passed by and stopped: "Have you not handed in your homework yet?"
Xu Sheng found a railing nearby and leaned on it, hummed: "No."
The crowds of the nearby classes were pouring out, and the biology teacher was angry: "If you can't write, just listen to the class! Just say a word?"
Xu Sheng's left ear went in and the right ear went out. Hearing these kinds of conversations too much really didn't hurt.
I can even take a moment to look at the murals hanging on the walls of the corridor. There is a portrait of a character in the gray-brown photo frame. Below is an inspirational quote.
He was called back by the biology teacher saying "what do you want to do in the future".
The biology teacher spoke sharply, she raised her voice and pierced it straight like a needle: "What's the difference between you and those who eat and wait to die - there is no idea in your mind, there is nothing you like, and I don't know what I'm going to do in the future, just mess around all day."
This wave of people after school finally came to an end, and the corridor was empty, and there were not many people.
Xu Sheng, who has always been eloquent and undefeated against his teacher, rarely did not reply for a long time.
- Boss, how about you
- I've already played three games in the game. Didn't I say see you in a good old place
- You can't come yet.
Zhang Feng waited in the Internet cafe, and finally grabbed his mobile phone and wrote the last sentence: If you don't come again, my mother will urge me to go home for dinner!
When Xu Sheng regained his senses and found out where he was, he had already got off the bus.
He stood near the station for a while before replying to Zhang Feng: I have something to do, so I won't come.
In front of you are familiar alleys and very old-fashioned buildings. Even if the walls are repainted every year, it still can’t cover the old and disastrous patterns inside. the whole street.
Xu Sheng walked along the street for a while, the sky was getting dark, he stopped, and in front of him was a small abandoned warehouse. This warehouse was used to store goods before, and the iron door was already rusted.
Xu Sheng reached into the collar of his T-shirt, and followed the inconspicuous thin black rope to find a copper-yellow key. He usually looks ostentatious - wearing a black rope around his neck is nothing, and no one pays attention.
Knowing that the door was difficult to open, Xu Sheng grabbed the door handle with one hand and pulled the door tightly, then inserted the key in, twisted it open, and pushed the door open with a harsh "crunch" sound.
This warehouse is only more than 20 square meters. There are many empty paint buckets lying on the ground, and the beams are separated into long strips. Incompatible with the entire warehouse environment, there is an easel standing in the middle of the warehouse.
There is no painting stool, and there is only a half-meter-high used goods box in front of the easel for people to sit on.
There are drawings on both sides.
A few fan paintings torn from teaching books were pasted on the wall, and a few pages of sketches were scattered around the side of the cargo box.
Xu Sheng didn't know what he was doing here. He closed the warehouse door, stepped up in three or two steps, and sat on the old cargo box for a while under the light from the skylight.
He put one foot up on the bottom rail of the easel, staring at the blank easel in front of him.
Place a blunt 4B pencil in the card slot.
When the only light that came in from the skylight disappeared, Xu Sheng suddenly kicked on the ground, got up from the old cargo box, and stuffed the key back into his collar.
The bus time interval is long, every half an hour, Xu Sheng went out and went back to the school just in time for the closing of the school.
If it was before, it wouldn't be a big deal, just go over the wall and go back, but now he has a shadow over the wall.
And I don't know why, my right eyelid started to jump for no reason.
Xu Sheng had a bad premonition in his heart, waiting for him to turn up three or two times, squatting on the fence with his legs bent, and seeing the familiar school uniform at a glance, he realized that God might indeed be playing with him.
"You have nothing to do when you are idle," Xu Sheng said after taking a deep breath and said, "... deliberately squatting on me here?"
Although Shao Zhan temporarily took over the position of Disciplinary Committee under Meng Guowei's repeated pleas, he was not so free. It was purely a coincidence: "I am not that free."
He was not idle, but he just turned over the wall and turned in front of him, so he couldn't ignore it.
Shao Zhan said again: "Come down."
Going down is a 3,500-word review.
Xu Sheng was planning to have a good discussion with him, but the momentum that he was about to jump down before was confiscated, and the strength of his feet was unbalanced—
As soon as Shao Zhan walked under the fence, there was nothing in front of him. Xu Sheng's clothes were blown backwards by the wind. From a distance, it looked like a white bird. However, the bird couldn't escape the gravity and was moving towards him at an astonishing speed. fall.
"boom"!
In an instant, the sky was turbulent, and a thunderstorm sounded out of nowhere, and the entire night sky began to flicker amid the thunder and lightning.