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WTF? ? ?

Gu Chi half-understood. Just now, the grade director's voice was still bouncing in his head repeatedly, mourning for a long time. Before his heart rate calmed down, he was whispered by a thick fat man again, feeling very horrified. Panic, only managed to capture a few key words: "Idiot? Wallet?"

Wang Dachuan is half a head taller than Gu Chi. He is a really big, stupid guy. This person feels that the posture of putting his hands on his shoulders is very comfortable. I wanted to say it again, but the class bell happened to be too late, so I stepped into this gap to have fun The ground rang.

"Students, it's time for class, please return to the classroom one by one and get ready for class..."

Gu Chi rubbed his swollen ears, and answered a few words casually: "Let's talk after class, I'm leaving first, you go back quickly, and be careful that Cao Bake troubles you."

"Cao Bake?" Wang Dachuan gave a thumbs up: "Fuck, that's a good nickname!"

Cao Bake was originally the head teacher of the third year of high school, leading Wang Dachuan's class, but the school didn't know what went wrong when the school assigned the education work, so he, who could only sing "Tracker's Love", had to teach Gu Chi's class a sub-subject --music.Therefore, this course has another name called "Ex-Husband's Love".

The opportunity for this person's "famous reputation" was at last year's sports meeting. At that time, the school required each class to make a class flag by itself, requiring originality, encouraging innovation, and allowing reference. Included in the evaluation bonus points.

When a large group of students were annoyed by this off-track project, Teacher Cao, who loves coffee, walked in with a cup of steaming Starbucks. For a moment, the big green face logo and the face above looked like It is miraculously similar, even overlapping...

Mr. Cao's scalp was numb from all the stares, and he quickly explained: "I bought it today, but I can't usually afford it."

But the facts show that his imagination is too limited, until he saw the front of his registration photo taken off the staff wall on the sports field, and then stuffed into the middle of the Starbucks logo, making a green class flag floating on the red plastic It was only when I was on the playground that I realized it suddenly, leaving a drop of sad tears.

So far, it has become popular all over the country.

Gu Chi ran back to the classroom while pressing the bell.

As soon as he put his butt on his front feet, the head teacher walked in, with a fresh murderous look, and the momentum of putting down the lesson plan was enough to split the podium in half with his bare hands.

Someone muttered: "Her relatives came early? I remember it wasn't this time last month?"

"Impossible, she just looks like a female, and all other attributes are male."

"..."

As soon as the homeroom teacher came in, he looked around, and finally landed on Gu Chi, who was in the last row. Seeing that the latter was still panting heavily, he became more convinced, so he automatically omitted the persuasive questioning, and directly executed: "Gu Chi! You give me come out!"

Its roar from the east of the river directly disliked the whispers that overturned the whole room.

"What are other people looking at? I think it's very comfortable to be a sophomore now, and I'm just having fun while stepping on the first grade of high school with my senior grader on my head, right? Prepare all the books and wait for the teacher to come to class!"

With the voice of the grade director just now as a foreshadowing, no matter how unresponsive people are, they will know what happened.

That's how Gu Chi got up and left under the terrified and gloating eyes of the whole class.

The teacher of the subject came slowly, sideways to avoid the tigress, and tremblingly wrote the first word on the blackboard with the students: genius

Speechless all the way.

The homeroom teacher walked forward with a muffled neck full of veins. Gu Chi didn't bother to raise his mouth. He just lowered his head and stared at the tear on the cuff of his school uniform. The thread of the color can be sewed, and there is an estimated time to pick up Little Red Riding Hood later, so don't be late.

When they got to the door of the office, the head teacher finally couldn't hold his breath, and reminded with a pouted voice: "You don't have to study hard, but you have to abide by the rules and regulations. After all, this is a school. You have to learn to be a man before you can be a student. If you want to continue the class, remember to answer with your brain when the director asks questions later."

Such words had been said eight hundred times, if not a thousand times. Gu Chila shrugged his ears to block out the noise, and didn't even want to answer "Oh", he stretched out his hand and opened the door of the office.

This was the first time Gu Chi saw Zhong Congyu, and at the first glance, he didn't or forgot to look straight at him.

This was also the first time Zhong Congyu saw Gu Chi head-on, and his eyes were full of irritability as soon as he cast his gaze away.

The grade director, surnamed Zhao, is a solid old antique from the [-]th century. When he saw Gu Chi’s school uniform with the collar turned up on one side, revealing his collarbone, a single earring, and his hands in his trouser pockets, he found a random wall to lean against. The students who tried to shake their legs at the first glance had to make their proud mustache into "lined up" every time.

What's more, this classmate Gu has a lot of criminal records, which is in sharp contrast with the other person in the office.

"Tell me, why did you go during the big break in the last class? Who are there? Why did you rush to the classroom when the bell rang?"

"Shit, no one is watching, too much diarrhea."

As soon as he came up, he fired a series of questions without any tact, Gu Chi frowned, and answered directly without blushing.

Zhao Gudong was so outraged by this frankness that he directly strangled Renzhong with his hands.

However, how did Antique know about this?

If it was that group of boys, they would not have betrayed Gu Chi unless they were hung up by their parents for mixed doubles, holding a lighter and dangling next to the pocket money for the next year.This group of people are cowardly, cheap, but they have a common hobby that has never changed, which is to join in the fun, go to the theater, gather crowds to bully others, follow Gu Chi's side, they can play small games once every three days, and meet big ones once every five days of.

Just as he thought of this, he finally caught a glimpse of a large living person standing beside him, and moved his eyeballs to that side.

The first is cleanliness.

This is Gu Chi's first impression of Zhong Congyu. He is really clean and alone. The white and blue school uniform falls into the hands of these bastards. Within three hours, it will turn into three kinds of black plaster. The arrangement of colors.But on this guy, he was able to keep it flat, no different from the new one, and he could even smell the faint smell of washing powder in the air. Only white earphones.

At that moment, he finally understood why the girls could still scream at the boys in school uniforms with their eyes.

But this favor did not last for five seconds, before being poured out by Zhao Gudong with a basin of ice water.

After Zhao Gudong came back to his senses, he gave up talking to Gu Chi, turned around and said to this clean and handsome guy, "Is that him?"

"Oh, so it was a complaint." Gu Chi thought so.

After switching his gaze, Zhao Gudong felt that he was ten years younger immediately, and his spirit improved a lot, so he spoke smoothly: "Oh, right, I just want to tell you about this now, the admissions department assigned you to his class , After finishing the formalities later, you can go back with him. I have already told your homeroom teacher about your situation, and you will also talk about it after you go there later, and let the teacher choose a good position in the front for you. I have already changed schools, put aside the previous worries and continue to study hard, next year you will take the college entrance examination, so don't play with some dubious people."

"Oh, so he's still a top student." Gu Chi sneered inwardly as he looked at the eager eyes.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Gudong smiled slightly, and suddenly remembered Gu Chi's existence: "Hey! What kind of wall are you leaning against? Don't you have any bones? Stand still, I haven't finished asking, is it you who hit someone today?"

Gu Chi spread his hands: "Why do you ask me? Don't you know how to watch the surveillance? You probably won't believe what I say."

Zhao Gudong: "..."

Speaking of monitoring, I am even more angry. It’s not that I haven’t seen it, but I’ve seen it too many times. The big class break is the peak of the flow of people. At that time, the school could not achieve all-round and no dead ends, the picture was blurry, and the orientation was very Restricted, he could only watch a boy wearing a lazy sheep mask make a face at the camera, then stick chewed gum on it, walk away and disappear into the playground.

But this looks like a habitual offender.

Gu Chi added with a smile: "You can still ask this classmate next to you, right?"

Zhao Gudong nodded, suddenly realized: "Oh, yes."

"Then tell me, don't be afraid, the teacher will support you."

The whole office fell silent, and even the construction team outside did not continue to drive the electric drill, waiting for him to speak.

But this clean and handsome guy not only didn't give face, but also had an expression of indifference. When he found that no one was talking, he put the earphones back in his ears and replied lazily: "Did I say that I saw the face?"

Zhao Gudong has already pressed the thumbs of both hands on the crowd.

Since both of them are unwilling to cooperate, no result can be found if they continue to entangle like this. Zhao Gudong doesn't know who has fallen into the crooked way. All the anger is piled up on this mouth, and when the broken thoughts mode is turned on, it is easy to forget the time.

By the time the reaction came, it was already