Zhuque Middle School. The best private middle school in Huacheng. Barely one of them.
September 10th is the festive day for new students to report for admission.
The lucky ones who received the admission notice from Suzaku Middle School came to the school gate accompanied by their parents and family members, looking at the four shining golden characters "Suzaku Middle School" hanging above the school gate with admiration or joy. After years of hard study, they finally entered the prestigious school they dreamed of. They felt bitter in their hearts, but they would not cry for joy again. Because they had done it before.
Even the students' parents would involuntarily stop their hurried steps, stand beside their sons or daughters, and sigh with pride, "It's not easy to enter the Suzaku Gate."
All students know that being admitted to Suzaku High School means one foot has stepped into the university gate. As for the other foot, it is just a matter of considering which prestigious school to go to.
Zhuque Middle School has the strongest faculty, the most advanced hardware facilities and the most open and free learning atmosphere. No teacher here will force you to learn anything, they will only guide you to take the initiative to be interested in a certain field.
You can write poetry or paint, you can practice calligraphy, you can master a foreign language, you can study history or chess.
You can do whatever you want to do and indulge your passion for learning. Because you will find that when you do the things you like, you need a lot of knowledge to prepare. The deeper you love and the more thorough your research, the more you will feel your weakness and poverty. You are like a hungry monster, opening its huge mouth in the hope of swallowing all the knowledge into its stomach.
The new principal of Suzaku High School once said in the media: Every student is a treasure house, and the teacher is the key to open this treasure house. If the teacher regards himself as a treasure house and the students as a warehouse for property transfer, then the wealth in the warehouse will become less and less, and finally become unbearable and shabby.
Senior students dressed in white shirts, blue uniforms and black ties were busy weaving in and out of the crowd, diligently guiding the new students to go through various procedures and introducing some of the school's related supporting facilities and club information.
"Our school has a literature club. The famous writer Liu Xiafan is the honorary president of our literature club. The current president is the bestselling youth author Luo Yi-----"
"The level of our school's Go club is quite high. This year, we represented Huacheng City to participate in the International Youth Go Competition in Dongyang, and won the individual first prize and the team first prize. Oh, this is the second year we have won the Grand Slam."
"The Tea Ceremony Club was founded by Senior Sister Qin Yitian. You know Senior Sister Qin Yitian, right? She was a legendary figure in Huacheng back then. What? You know Senior Sister Yitian? Then I don't need to introduce her any further. Anyway, if you like the tea ceremony, you can sign up to join the club. Apart from anything else, the beauties in the Tea Ceremony Club are the most elegant."
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A man in a black robe stood at the gate of Suzaku Middle School, looking at the ancient and majestic gate of Suzaku in silence for a long time.
His eyes are clear and pure, which makes people like him very easily. But when you look into his eyes, you will find that the water in the pool is so deep that you will fall into it without any effort.
His chin was clean-shaven, with only a patch of light blue stubble remaining. His body stood straight, like a spear that would never bend or a pine tree that stood tall.
This is a very contradictory personality, he has the demeanor and temperament of a young man, and the vicissitudes of life of an adult. These two characteristics combined together constitute his unique charm.
"Hello-----"
A clear voice shouted from behind.
The man in the robe turned around and saw a beautiful girl talking to him. The girl was wearing a white sports suit, a pair of white canvas shoes, and a red duck hat. Her face was rosy, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead. She exuded a youthful vibe.
There was a Hello Kitty suitcase leaning against her feet. It should be the new student who reported to Suzaku today.
"Are you talking to me?" The man in the robe looked around and asked in confusion.
"If it's not you, who else could it be?" The girl giggled. "There's no one else in front of me, am I talking to a ghost?"
"What's the matter?" The man in the robe smiled silently and asked.
"You're so weird." The girl said. "I've been staring at you. You've been staring at the school gate. You've been standing here for a long time, not saying a word, not moving - what are you thinking about?"
"I was standing here three years ago," said the man in the robe.
He was standing here three years ago, and at that time he was in a good mood and refreshed. Being bullied by a brutal and violent woman was already a big deal.
Three years later, everything has changed.
"Three years ago? Oh, you were also a student of Suzaku? That means you are my senior. Senior, where are you studying in college now? I heard that the college entrance examination results of Suzaku High School in recent years have been very good - there was even a class where 100% of the students were admitted to famous universities, which shocked the entire education community at the time -"
The robed man shook his head slightly and said with infinite nostalgia: "I am not a student."
"Not a student?"
"I'm a teacher at Suzaku High School." said the man in the robe.
"Ah?" The girl widened her eyes exaggeratedly and said, "No way? You are a teacher? How come I can't see it at all?"
The girl thought that it would be a lucky thing if there was such a handsome teacher in the school.
The man in the robe chuckled and said nothing.
"My name is Suki. What's your name?"
The robed man did not answer her question and said, "Goodbye."
The man said, and walked towards the gate of Suzaku School.
"How annoying." The girl stamped her feet in embarrassment and said, "You haven't told me your name yet."
The man in the robe did not hear her complaint because he had already walked far away.
At the entrance of the school security booth, a man in a green security uniform sternly lectured a few yellow-haired hooligans, saying, "You guys want to break into the school again, don't blame me for not saying hello to you - what is this place? It's a place for students to study and a place to train talents for the country. You don't study hard, don't find a job outside, and you always want to run into the school to harm the girls in the school. How can this be allowed?"
"A nuisance?" A little yellow-haired guy with a row of sparkling earrings on his right ear sneered and said, "Baldy, can you speak? I came to visit my girlfriend, how can I be a nuisance? We love each other - do you know what love is? You don't understand, right? With your weed-growing scalp look, I guess no girl will be interested in you in this life -"
"You call that love? You pursued Li Jingjing from the second grade, and the girl was so scared that she avoided you. Because you were waiting at the school gate all day, Li Jingjing didn't dare to go home for several days. I say you should do some good deeds and let the girl study with peace of mind instead of worrying about you hooligans all day. Otherwise, I will send you to the police station."
The gangsters looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
"Brother Xing, he said he would send us to the police station. I'm so scared."
"Police station? What is that place? Have we been there before? Is there a buffet there?"
"Our Xiao Xing likes to visit the police station when he has nothing to do. We are very familiar with that place. Baldy, do you want me to take you in for a tour?"
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The man with earrings pointed at the bald man arrogantly and said, "Baldy, don't blame me, Xiao Xing, for not giving you face. Now that you've said it, send me to the police station. If I beg you for mercy, you'll be my real father."
The bald man was so angry that his face turned red and his body was shaking. He pulled out the baton from his waist and said angrily: "I tell you, as long as I, the bald man, am guarding the school gate, you hooligans will never be able to enter the gate of this school----"
"You guys are blocking me at the school gate, but you can't control what happens outside the school, right? I'm courting girls outside the school, is that against the law?"
"I don't care if you bully students in our school, whether inside or outside the school - otherwise, I will call the police and have you all arrested."
"Who do you think you are? You are just the school's security captain, not the police chief of Huacheng----You baldy, you can't control me-----"
Before the man with the earrings finished speaking, his body had already risen off the ground.
He wanted to speak, but found that someone was grabbing his neck. He couldn't struggle, couldn't speak, and even breathing became difficult.
When his younger brothers saw their big brother being humiliated, they immediately rushed towards the target person.
boom!
The first thug who rushed up was kicked away. He was flying freely in the air and it seemed that he would not land for a while.
Snap!
The second gangster who rushed up was punched in the nose, and the sound of his nose breaking was sharp and piercing.
Snapped!
The third hooligans rushed halfway and tried to turn around and run away, but he was kicked in the buttocks. His body rolled on the ground, and then he fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner.
The other hooligans were silent, their faces full of fear, standing still and not daring to move.
The man in the robe pulled out the black tie from the earring man's neck and used the immortal binding technique to skillfully tie his hands and feet together to make a zongzi. Then he hung the big zongzi on the old locust tree at the entrance of the guard pavilion and said, "Hang it here. Is the tree okay?"
He was afraid that the old locust tree would not be able to support the weight of the man with the earrings and the trunk would break.
The bald man's eyes were red. He rushed forward and grabbed the robed man's arm, saying in a choked voice, "Fang Yan, you're finally back."
(PS: Thank you to Yilu Banxia Weifeng for the reward of 10,000 yuan, thank you to Brother Tufei De Ge for the reward of 10,000 yuan, and thank you to Death Tango Tuhao for the reward of 10,000 yuan again. The fourth volume of Love and Hate Song begins, and a more exciting story also begins. Fang Huohuo will eventually spit out the flame of his revenge.) (To be continued)