repeat students

The sun is burning like fire in August.

The honor roll of the college entrance examination at the entrance of Yinghua Middle School in H City seemed to be coated with a film of oil under the scorching sun, and the shining brilliance could be seen hundreds of meters away.

The trolley case rubbed against the mottled asphalt road, from one end of the snack street outside Yingzhong Ximen, to the truthful bookstore at the corner, the barbecue truck that had not yet opened, the small shop... all the way to the school. Next to the Hall of Fame at the door.

stopped.

It was a boy in a white shirt and a black baseball cap.The brim of the hat pressed the black hair, which covered the eyebrows and eyes.His fair skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat under the scorching sun, and there was a faint light on his right ear as he moved. It took a closer look to find out that it was a very small earring.

He raised his hand to touch the hidden spot of light, and when he withdrew his hand, he lifted the brim of the hat that covered his sight, and finally the eyes that were under the pressure could see the light of the sky.

The black and white eyes are clearly indifferent because they are too quiet, revealing a hint of keeping strangers away.

Suddenly a flat male voice came from the pocket.

——"You have arrived near the destination Yinghua Middle School, and this navigation is over."

The boy pushed down the brim of his hat again, "Thank you."

The students passing by couldn't help sneaking glances, it was the first time they saw and the voice navigation was so polite.

The male voice in the pocket said, "You're welcome, happy new semester."

Passerby: ...

The wheels of the trolley case passed over the two iron edges of the school gate and continued to rub against the ground.

However, the friction sound was drowned out in an instant.

The police sirens rushed from the street corner to the outside of the school, two police cars cleared the way, followed by a dazzling red fire truck, making sharp brakes one after another.

The car door slammed open.

"Hurry up!!"

The swarthy young officer waved his arms, and one after another in uniform was carrying a huge fire pad, rushing past the stunned passers-by and students at the school gate.

The young man turned his head sharply, only to see that the downstairs of a teaching building in the distance was completely surrounded.He lifted his hat, his black hair exploded in the air, and he squinted to look at the roof.

Someone is going to jump off the building!

……

"Ma Feichen! Come down quickly!" A panicked female voice yelled through the loudspeaker, "If you have a hurdle in your heart, you can tell the teachers! There are so many of your classmates and friends returning to school today, look at them, Director Please come down quickly!"

The voice turned into a crying tone, and soon changed to a calmer male voice, "Fei Chen, I'm Teacher Ma."

The man turned the loudspeaker up, "You must know me, I am the head teacher of the fourth class next door to you. Every time I pass by the back door of your class after class, I can still see you sitting on the seat writing papers."

"Your third class is the second class of science. Every child has the ability to go to a prestigious school. There is a mentality problem in the examination room this time, and the results are not satisfactory. I will definitely be able to do it again." The man's tone was gentle, "The teacher is with you , we will definitely be able to make steel by next June."

This building has six floors and a roof, it is not high, but it is definitely enough to kill people.

The roaring voice of the boy on the top floor was heard clearly.

"Repeat fart! I've worked hard for a year! Placement exam midterm exam! One model, two models, three models! Provincial Federation! Self-recruitment! They're all gone! Top university students are dragons and phoenixes! Only I am trapped in this grave !"

The boy's cry seemed to be carried far away by the wind, "I forgot to eat and sleep for a year, and I had to inhale oxygen every night before the college entrance examination. Who would have thought that the exam room would be so tense, and the final exam would be worse than the first class in the third year of high school." .”

There was a dead silence downstairs.The fire officers and soldiers inflated the cushions silently and orderly. The leaders at all levels in the UK and China were in a hurry. Only those students—new high school seniors who had made up classes during the summer vacation, and prospective college students who had just returned to school to receive notices—raised their necks and looked at the top together. Various expressions, confusion, panic, panic, sympathy, all kinds of expressions.

The boy stepped on the edge of the roof, looking crazy, "The class is going to the school entrance banquet every day, and my parents typed it out for me! I am too embarrassed to open my mouth when people ask me when I go out. I have never lost such a grown-up in my life!"

The gathered police and school officials were in chaos again.

"Where are his parents?"

"The two are not in this city today, and now they are rushing back desperately, and they will not be able to catch up!"

The boy suddenly bent down, picked up a big schoolbag and smashed it down. The crowd exclaimed, the bulging schoolbag was not zippered, and a flower of heavenly maidens came in the air.

The snow-white papers all over the sky swept the field of vision, dancing in the fierce sunlight, dancing full of absurdity.

The boy stooped over to hold another schoolbag, and he moved countless bags of books to the roof, and after throwing a few, it turned into a cloth bag or a plastic bag...

There were dozens of people below, but no one said a word.Everyone was suffocated and looked up at the papers that had been smashed down, white flowers, Chinese, mathematics, physics, chemistry... The ink swayed into black holes in the sun, trance like paper money all over the sky.

The second class of science in the provincial key middle school.

How many papers do you have to do in the third year of high school?

Look up at the snow-white sky, God knows.

After throwing the last bag, the boy shouted, "These! Let my parents burn them for me! My son is an embarrassment to them, and I don't deserve them to pay for paper!"

I don't know who among the onlookers took the lead in crying, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, as if their emotions had been ignited.

The male teacher's lips trembled, his eyes were red, "I'm afraid I can't talk to him, you, your mat..."

The police said, "The rescue height is 10 meters. The third and fourth floors are okay. It's hard to tell if it's higher. You continue to talk to him, and we will send people up."

Director Hu's makeup was stained with tears, "The moment your people rushed in, he jumped down."

"I can only try." The policeman said and waved his hand, and several people quickly rushed into the teaching building.

"Whose student is he?" the policeman asked again.

The male teacher shook his head slowly, choked up, and said, "Everyone's students are the same. The Provincial Number One Scholar posted outside the door, and the one on top, are all the same children of our third year of high school."

Suddenly there was a burst of electricity in the walkie-talkie, and the person who went up reported in a low voice: "Captain Wang, there is a boy at the entrance of the rooftop. Let us not move through a staircase."

"There's one more?" Director Hu almost fainted, "Who else? Jumping off the building in line? Ah?!"

"I don't know. He's opening the suitcase, and he can't see what he's taking out. He looks like a strange robot vacuum cleaner."

Suddenly there were two sounds of metal snapping together on the roof, followed by a crisp start-up sound.

"Oh~! Good morning, Dad! I'm Xiaocrab, and today I'm playing Peppa Pig, hum~"

A pig cry.

Ma Feichen, who was ready to fall freely, was startled, but when he turned around, he saw a sweeping robot holding two metal tongs... on the ground behind him.

But if you look closely, that’s not the case—the metal pliers are inlaid with precision and complexity, and the joints fit tightly, stretching with the movement, and the cables passing through it can be vaguely seen.

Student Ma Feichen was stunned for a while, and a question mark slowly appeared on his face that could see through life and death.

"……what?"

The sweeping robot didn't make a sound anymore, the metal was rubbing against the ground, it nimbly moved half a meter to the right, and raised its pincers to hit the ground at will - the cement bricks shattered and splashed, and children and grandchildren were flying in the air.

Before Ma Feichen had time to panic, the robot vacuum turned around and aimed at him.

Ma Feichen's eyes widened: "Wait..."

The sound of the motor boomed, the power was fully turned on, and the speed was amazing.Ma Feichen ran away, and the robot was chasing after him, turning more nimbly than him. One person and one machine played laps on the rooftop.

The teenager hiding in the dark at the door pushed the joystick carelessly, while raising his chin at the policeman below.

Ma Feichen fled past the door, wondering if it was an illusion, as if he heard a mocking sound.Immediately, the robot chasing him leisurely behind him suddenly accelerated, and before the man could react, a pincer had already penetrated between his feet.

With a click, the two clamps closed together, tightly encircling one of his ankles.

cold.

He fell forward in inertia, and before he screamed, several policemen rushed out from the darkness and pinned him to the ground.

"Aww!!" Ma Feichen cried, "Don't press me! Don't press me! Feet! Feet!"

The policeman still pressed him firmly, allowing him to hang one foot by the cold metal clamp.

"Little crab, let go."

……

The teenager sighed, "Mission instruction: Resume standby mode."

"Little crab, return to standby mode."

"This garbage voice command program made by Xu Mingbai." He frowned irritably and manipulated the joystick to let the robot loosen its pincers, then walked out from the darkness, opened the panel and removed a component, and put it in his pocket.

The three policemen watched him together with Ma Feichen who was under the pressure.

"This voice system is a failed attempt." He pulled the corner of his mouth in disgust. "But the program is stupid and has nothing to do with the mechanical design. Its mechanical design is first-class in China."

four people:"……"

The boy stood still, his black eyes calmly and unceremoniously swept over the dirt and sweaty Ma Feichen, and a firm metallic light shone from his right ear.

"If you really want to die, you won't be scared by a cutie and run all over the place. A person who is really hopeless can't do anything, but let the goddess scatter flowers and give speeches from tall buildings?"

He put on his baseball cap again, "If you fail the college entrance examination, your parents scold you, and your education is not right, you want to die?"

"There are more parents than your parents who don't let their children worry about it."

While talking, he moved the "little cutie" who had crushed the boulder back to the trolley case, and carefully lifted the case.

Ma Feichen opened his mouth several times, and finally asked the most essential question, "Who are you?"

The young man rested his hand on the armrest of the box, his eyes glanced casually, and he said softly, "Jian Zixing."

"I came to English and Chinese to repeat the report."

The author has something to say: Happy writing!

This article has a two-way secret love, strong and strong, Zhong Chen [attack] X Jian Zixing [receive], don't make a mistake!

The small theater is the egg of the main character—the flashing egg (Jian Zixing), pulling the egg (Zhong Chen), typing the keyboard (me)

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The sound of rolling wheels stopped at the door.

The person typing on the keyboard opened the door and looked at an expressionless egg outside.

There was even a rhinestone attached to the eggshell.

Hesitating for a moment while typing on the keyboard, are you...?

Hello, my name is Flash Egg.Egg glanced at her, she is new to the Egg House.

You are a flash egg.Those who type on the keyboard squat down, welcome to our egg house.Your egg nest is over there, you sleep alone tonight.

What's the meaning?Flash egg raised his eyes, there are other eggs?

Yes.Smilingly, the person typing on the keyboard took out a welcome cookie and handed it over.

The egg house has only one nest that has just been vacated, and besides you, there is another small egg that has signed up.The one who typed on the keyboard explained.

Flashy Egg held the cookie box under his arm, his expression even more indifferent.

That's impossible.Flash Egg said, I refuse to squeeze with other Eggs.

Squeezing is healthier.He typed on the keyboard and said with a smile.