"Dear teacher and leader: I have deeply realized the seriousness of my mistakes... I promise, I will never make a second mistake! I..."
When Lou Xuan's self-criticism was being recited to its climax, the half-closed door of the principal's office was suddenly pushed open.
"Principal, I've read all the files of the transfer students. The nature of this crime is a bit bad, right? He was assigned to our fourth class again..." The middle-aged man spoke hoarsely, like a broken bellows.
Teacher Dou worked too hard when he was young, and had polyps in his throat. After surgery, his voice became like this. Not only did he speak hoarsely, but he always coughed with phlegm.
After he came in, he noticed the tall boy in the principal's office wearing a jersey and leaning on crutches.
The principal's black office chair was empty.
"What are you doing here? Where's Principal Zhou?" Teacher Dou walked to Lou Xuan with the file on his back.
"Oh, the director came just now, and he went out. He told me to read the self-criticism here, and said that I can leave after reading." Lou Xuan answered casually, with the most irritating expression on his face, holding a cane in one hand. The teacher hates cynicism.
His black jersey was slightly wet against his flesh, and he wore red wristbands on his hands. His wheat-colored arm muscles reflected the luster, and his sweaty appearance made Mr. Dou twitch his brows and look at him. His slender calf, his ankle wrapped in a bandage, finally landed on his innocent expression.
With a clear face, he said, "Where's your school uniform?"
"classroom."
Lou Xuan came to the school to play ball. Just now there was a light rain in the sky, and the gymnasium was also occupied by people from the club, so he didn't continue. When he remembered, he came to the principal's office to do a review.
He committed a crime at the beginning of school, and he would come to the principal to read a self-criticism once a week.
Teacher Dou suddenly smelled something, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you smell of smoke?"
"Is there?" His expression was very innocent.
He had just finished playing, and he was too hot, and the locker room was smoky and smelled of sweat, let alone the smell, so he threw the school uniform in the locker room.
Teacher Dou suspects that he has been smoking for more than a day or two, but he has never found any evidence. Just relying on a little bit of insignificant smell of cigarettes, it is indeed impossible to convict him.
He glanced at Lou Xuan: "That's right, have you finished your self-criticism? After reading, go back to the classroom and stay there. I'll get you a set of monthly exam papers later. You take them back and write them. After finishing them, you can correct them in class tomorrow."
Lou Xuan: "..."
Dou Zhiwei glanced at him: "Didn't you hear clearly?"
Lou Xuan shrugged, smiled again, made it clear, and then limped out of the principal's office.
Just in time, Principal Zhou walked towards him, and Lou Xuan greeted him and said politely, "Principal, I have finished my review."
Principal Zhou nodded and sent him away. While showing off his face, he said to the old Dou at the door of the office: "Teacher Dou came just in time."
Before the two of them entered the office and closed the door, Lou Xuan, who was pricking up his ears, heard a few conversations.
"Ask about the transfer student? I just want to tell you about his situation. Sit down..."
The conversation was shut inside the door, and after Lou Xuan couldn't hear it at all, he limped away. He acted in a full set, and walked a long way before throwing away his crutches and walking like flying.
Inside the principal's office.
Principal Zhou opened the drawer, took out a few test papers filled with writing, and pushed them in front of Teacher Dou.
"This is...?" Teacher Dou flipped through a math test paper. He just corrected a lot of test papers, so you don't need to look carefully to see that this is a very good answer paper. The handwriting is beautiful and neat. Almost all right, I don't know which student it belongs to.
"During the day, I gave him last week's exam papers. He just transferred to another school, so I'll find out first. There are three exam papers for three subjects other than Chinese and Mathematics. Mathematics is full marks, English is 148, and Chinese is 139. .”
Speaking of this, Principal Zhou smiled. This result is considered a top student in No. 6 Middle School.
"This set of test papers is produced by our school itself. The difficulty is above average, and the Chinese is beyond the outline, but he has a quick mind. He sat here with me and wrote calmly for more than three hours and finished three subjects."
"Three hours?!" Teacher Dou exclaimed.
Lou Xuan went down the stairs and saw that the classroom door was open, and there was no one in it. He didn't go back to the classroom, and went directly to the men's toilet on the first floor.
As soon as he entered, he smelled a very foul smell of cigarettes.
He hates cigarettes, and the smell of smoke is unbearable to him.
Today is the weekend, and their No. 6 Middle School has an evening self-study session on weekends, from 6:50 am to 9:00 am. It's only three o'clock in the afternoon. The campus at this time is sparsely populated, and students usually don't come so early.
Lou Xuan caught a glimpse of a boy without a school uniform, smoking a cigarette silently with his head half down in the innermost compartment.
In the afternoon, the light was soft and hazy, the man stood in the backlight, his face was shrouded in dense smoke, against the gray frosted windows covered with cobwebs, his figure was thin, and his fingers holding the cigarette were slender.
Lou Xuan leaned his prop crutch against the wall of the sink and walked to the urinal. And the smoking boy also noticed the unexpected guest, silently extinguished the cigarette in the sound of splashing water, then took out a pack of facial tissues, crumpled up the cigarette butt with the tissue, and threw it into the trash can.
Lou Xuan turned her head to look at the second-hand smoker with some displeasure.
At the first glance, Lou Xuan noticed the obvious fight scars on his face, bruises and red swellings were imprinted on his sickly white face, like a scraper smearing on a snow-white canvas stroke by stroke. Traces, blunt and glaring. Even though he was wearing big, thick round glasses, they couldn't hide the scars on his face.
Lou Xuan put on his ball pants, and immediately thought of it in his mind—a transfer student.
The "evil" person Mr. Dou mentioned just now is probably the one in front of you. Judging by the severity of the wound... tsk, it's quite bad.
No wonder the old Dou was so angry that he questioned the principal.
The transfer student didn't look at him at all, turned on the tap to wash his hands, rinsed his mouth, and finally sprayed something into his mouth, probably to eliminate the smell of smoke.
The other party is so skilled, Lou Xuan is more and more sure that the other party is a "ruthless character" with no appearance.
At this time, people suddenly entered the men's room, accompanied by a dry cough containing old phlegm.
"Lou Xuan." Teacher Dou called out solemnly.
Lou Xuan turned around and faced the old Dou who was listening to the east and the west.
Before the smell of smoke dissipated, Lao Dou stared at Lou Xuan with a look of affirmation but was troubled by not being able to catch his pigtail: "Is it you?"
Lou Xuan said no.
Old Dou snorted coldly: "Whether it's you or not, submit an 800-character self-criticism tomorrow!"
A cauldron fell from the sky! Lou Xuan's face darkened: "I don't smoke, so I need to tell you a few times." He directly took out his trouser pocket, wanting to prove his innocence, but he didn't expect to drop out a handful of money and a lighter.
Old Dou's eyes lit up, feeling as if it was all done without any effort, and he smiled proudly: "Wow, Lou Xuan! You've got all the stolen goods, what else do you have to say!"
Lou Xun didn't expect this to happen, and he couldn't explain clearly. He pursed his lips and explained: "I bought the lighter only after lighting the mosquito coils."
"Light the mosquito coils," Lao Dou snorted coldly, "come to my office."
Teacher Dou is one of the strictest invigilators in the school. Every time he invigilates the examination room, students who cheat are always caught. He and the other three invigilators are collectively called the "Four Famous Catch". Likes to catch others in love, smoking.
Not all the students in his class have heard of his deeds, but when they talk about him, they gnash their teeth.
Of course, it was impossible for Lou Xuan to take the blame for the transfer student.
Before the transfer student left, he stood by the sink, but he didn't speak. He just watched the farce of "everybody got all the stolen goods" with a cold eye, without even a trace of guilt or guilt on his face.
This made Lou Xuan even more annoyed, and his smile was completely cold: "Then I smoke, there must be smoke? What does a lighter mean? Where is the smoke?" He lifted his clean trouser pocket: "Where is the evidence?"
"Evidence! The smell is the evidence! With such a strong smell of smoke, you are the only one here, who is not you?"
Lou Xuan was about to laugh angrily, he crossed his arms: "Mr. Dou, let me remind you, there are three living people here."
He disdains to point out others as "exculpatory" for himself, and there is a meaning in his words that the clearer cleans himself.
Old Dou obviously noticed that there was someone else here, but after the conversation with the principal, he was now full of sympathy and pity for this student. He is a good boy, so he didn't doubt what Ding Xuerun meant at all.
But since Lou Xuan said that, Teacher Dou turned around and asked Ding Xuerun with a gentle tone: "Did you see who smoked?"
Ding Xuerun hesitated for a moment, first shook his head, then nodded: "It shouldn't be this classmate, a male teacher seemed to be smoking when he came in just now, you... misunderstood him."
Lao Dou examined him, then turned to look at Lou Xuan again.
There was a teacher in the office on the first floor who was a heavy smoker, and he smoked everywhere he went. Today he happened to come to correct the test papers in advance, and Lao Dou naturally guessed that it was him.
Could it be that he really wronged Lou Xuan
So, he didn't say anything more: "That's it, Lou Xuan." Teacher Dou ordered, "You follow me to the office to get the test papers, and then you take your new classmate to the boys' dormitory. He just transferred to No. 6 Middle School, you take him Familiarize yourself with the campus."
Lou Xuan, who was holding a cane: "???"
Teacher Dou gave him the task calmly, and turned around and left without giving him a chance to refuse.
Lou Xuan followed into the office depressed, took a few snow-white monthly exam papers from Teacher Dou, and squeezed them in his hands. He heard Lao Dou explain some important things to the transfer students in a pleasant manner: "Class 4 is a key class, and the weekly quiz Once, once a month, after each midterm and final exam, we will combine your usual results and competition results to adjust the class."
"Students in the parallel class have the opportunity to be admitted to our key class. Similarly, if the grades of the students in the class plummet, they may fall into the parallel class."
"The Sixth Middle School is very competitive."
"Each test score has a certain weight, so you must not lose the chain at the time of the second year of high school. Lateness and absenteeism are not allowed," he said. , if it is serious, you will be expelled. In your situation..."
"You are a smart student. If you study hard, you will definitely win honor for the school." He patted Ding Xuerun's arm, his tone very gentle. Lou Xuan was very familiar with the smile on that face, he would show a similar smile to some of the best students in the class.
Lou Xuan was standing lazily with a cane on his back, thinking that when he first entered high school, Lao Dou paid special attention to him, and often said to him: "You are so smart, why don't you study hard? If you study hard, you will definitely can… "
He turned his head to look at the transfer student whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
The transfer student looked calm and well-behaved, saying "um", "good teacher Dou", "I see teacher Dou". His voice is very soft, and this kind of voice naturally gives people a sense of understanding and obedience.
It was too boring and too lazy to listen to Lao Dou's broken voice chanting scriptures, Lou Xuan was playing with the monthly exam paper in his hand, and looked him up and down lazily.
The transfer student not only had bruises on his face, but also his hands. His knuckles were covered with scabs of blood, and his snow-white neck was covered with turquoise blood vessels and a few dark red scars.
The whiteness of his skin reminded Lou Xuan of his distant cousin who suffered from albinism. His skin was almost transparent, and the whiteness of the blood vessels could be clearly seen. Moreover, his hair was lighter in color, and his hair was a kind of golden brown. The texture looks very soft.
If it weren't for the injuries on his face, then he would look like a top student with his gentle and harmless temperament.
And the transfer students are very skinny. Looking at him, he was at least a head shorter than himself—of course, with Lou Xuan's height of 1.88 meters, he stood out from the crowd in No. 6 Middle School, overlooking all sentient beings.
Teacher Dou didn't say much, and later told Lou Xuan: "You can recharge the campus card at five o'clock, Lou Xuan, take your new classmate to apply for a meal card, and take him to familiarize himself with the campus."
Lou Xuan hummed weakly, the new classmate turned to look at him, and said: "Then trouble the classmate." Lou Xuan just took the blame for him, turned his head away disdainfully: "You are welcome."
The two walked out of the office, taking a few steps away from each other at the same time.
Lou Xuan stared at him, lowered her head with a half-smile, and lowered her voice: "You're pretty good at pretending."
He is a subwoofer, and his voice tickles people's hearts when he deliberately suppresses it.
When Lou Xuan got close to him, he could smell a very faint strawberry smell, which was the smell of breath freshener, and it was strange that Lou Xuan couldn't smell any smoke.
Ding Xuerun didn't change her expression, she looked at him and said, "Thank you just now."
Lou Xuan hummed, his face paled, but he didn't mean to take him around the campus at all. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he found that the sun and rain that had just stagnated were now falling again.
The sun was still shining, but the rain was pattering, and the air was filled with a scent of damp grass.
Lou Xuan stared at the sudden rain and frowned. Noticing that the transfer student entered the classroom, after a long while, he saw that the rain had no intention of stopping. Although the rain wasn't heavy, he didn't want to get soaked, so he had to turn around as well—
It's just... Lou Xuan was standing at the door, and he saw that his new classmate was right behind him.
He has always sat alone in a seat, because he is tall, so he is at the back. He happened to be the extra odd number in the class, probably the teacher was afraid that he would affect other students, so he didn't arrange him at the same table.
The new classmate's seat is just behind Lou Xuan, next to the balcony door.
Lou Xuan didn't go in, leaning against the door of the classroom with her long legs crossed. He saw the transfer student take out an umbrella and walk towards him with his schoolbag on his back.
When he walked to his side, the transfer student stopped and put the umbrella on the table in the first row. Lou Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then he walked past him without saying a word, with no expression on his face, and his whole body was cold and unkind.
Lou Xuan glanced at the umbrella on the table, and then at the transfer student. He was thinking about what to do with the transfer student, when he saw him take out another lightweight five-fold umbrella from the side pocket of his schoolbag.
He opened his umbrella in front of the rain curtain and walked down the steps without looking back.
The opened beautiful flower umbrella drifted away indifferently, Lou Xun touched his chin and stared at his back for a while, wondering who would deliberately take two umbrellas out, did they prepare them for lending to others?
How can there be such a person
He held the larger umbrella on the table in his hand. It was neatly folded, well-worn and worn.
Lou Xuan was in a better mood. With his crutch in one hand, he opened the umbrella and walked into the rain. When he looked up, he saw a discolored red love symbol on the umbrella. On the red heart was a white hand, and a string of black hands underneath. word.
He looked at it curiously, and when he could distinguish the content of the words, the smile on Lou Xuan's face gradually disappeared.
"Caring for the disabled, delivering urban care."
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