Fake Slackers

a new day.

The scolding sound pierced through the last layer of cloud and mist in the morning, making people feel refreshed.

"Stand still, come on... come here for me, stand still."

"Don't fucking stare at the ground, can you see the flowers? Don't be ashamed, you don't need to be ashamed, you've already lost your face anyway."

"Stand up! Head up! Look straight ahead, look into my eyes."

Near the bronze sculpture at the entrance of Liyang No. [-] Middle School, there were more than a dozen people standing in a mighty manner. They lined up in two rows, with their heads bowed, and their schoolbags dropped heavily behind them.

The few sleepy ones who hadn't woken up were scared away by the yelling, and trembled in place tremblingly.

One of the male students couldn't hold back, raised his head and glanced at the dean, then lowered his head, and whispered, "...mad dog."

'Mad Dog' Director Jiang's ears moved, and he caught something vaguely. He raised his hand and pointed to the queue, and raised his voice to ask: "Who else is talking!"

The man's chest rose and fell violently.A pair of gold-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose, but it didn't make him look more elegant and elegant. He also held a time sheet in his hand, which recorded the names of people who were late every day. One page - Blacklist.

The nickname Mad Dog has a long history. It was given by the previous students, and it has been passed down like this.It is said that no teacher can provoke this dean named Jiang. The legendary mad dog is more terrifying than a menopausal tigress.

Director Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, walked from the head to the end of the row, and said with a sneer, "——I'm late. Just a few days after the start of the new semester, I'll be late for fun."

He walked from the head to the end of the row, and stopped suddenly. The other students were holding their breath, when Director Jiang's voice suddenly became louder: "He Zhao? What's your situation?!"

He Chao came out: "I'm late."

"You've been staying this semester, and I can still catch you at the school gate." Director Jiang signaled the others to go back to class, leaving He Zhao alone, "Yes, the ability to violate school discipline and rules is really impressive. "

He Zhao said that he came out for a morning run and accidentally read the wrong time.

Director Jiang looked at the person in front of him who was so refreshed that he could even smell the washing powder when he got close.

A fart for a morning jog, a walk for the elderly is almost the same.

Director Jiang didn't bother to talk to him. He checked the time, and the class had already been in for 10 minutes. He just said, "Old rules."

"Review, I know." He Zhao said as he walked backwards, "I'll send you to your office at noon. See you, Director Jiang."

Seeing that He Zhao was about to disappear, Director Jiang hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, come here."

He Zhao stopped in his tracks.

Director Jiang: "What happened to the joint book in your class?"

After going through a turmoil, although Xu Xia was not punished, the matter of going to the Experimental High School must have been ruined. The superiors saw that she had a good attitude of admitting her mistakes, and they did not pursue it further because of her teaching for more than ten years.

But the headache for the school is that the third class students have the willingness to change the class teacher.

He Zhao tried to mention this at first, thinking that no one in the class would respond.This class was surprisingly quiet on weekdays, everyone kept silent, but this time everyone's opinions on Xu Xia exploded.

Liu Cunhao took the lead to lead his brothers to support.

"Fuck her!" The man who spoke was a rather energetic boy, especially his eyes, which seemed to shine when looking at people, "As long as the whole class participates, even if we fail in the end, group crimes are generally given a lighter sentence." Fall."

Liu Cunhao patted the boy's forehead: "Jack of all trades, why are you so negative, thinking of failure before you take any action."

The boy known as the "know-it-all" said: "This is not negativity, it is strategy. I can give you ten such incidents in one breath - last year, class five collectively protested against the teacher's occupation of their physical education class..."

He Zhao was actively lobbying Xie Yu to go find Mad Dog with them.

Xie Yu pointed to the joint book in Liu Cunhao's hand, on which half the class's signatures had already been collected: "It's already a face for me to be able to sign on it, understand?"

Director Jiang stopped him and left without saying a few words.

He Zhao ran all the way back to the classroom, took advantage of the English teacher's inattention, bent over and slipped in through the back door, then sat down lightly, took out a cup of hot soy milk from the empty bag on his shoulder, and pushed it to Xie Yu: "Here."

Xie Yu looked at the soy milk and the straw: "What are you doing?"

"Drink," He Zhao hung his schoolbag on the back of the chair, "You don't want sugar-free."

Ever since he knew that he and Xie Yu lived in the opposite door, He Zhao often went to visit him when he had something to do. Of course, Xie Yu did not welcome this behavior.Sometimes He Zhao got up early, and would go to the opposite side to wake Xie Yu up too: "Let's go, let's have breakfast together."

Then He Zhao discovered that Xie Yu was a picky eater, otherwise he would rather not eat.

"Soy milk, both are soy milk, what's the difference?" He Zhao asked.

Xie Yu: "I don't drink sweet soy milk."

There are not so many types of soy milk in the school cafeteria, only available in off-campus breakfast shops.He Zhao originally wanted Xie Yu to do him such a big favor by treating him to a meal, but he didn't expect that he would end up running errands.

"What are you doing? Lecture topic? What is this?" He Zhaoguang searched for an English book for a long time, and after opening it, he was confused again, "...When was it arranged?"

Xie Yu borrowed the homework from the front desk and said without raising his head: "I don't know, probably when you're thinking about whether a lace tutu skirt looks good or punk leather pants."

He Zhao's movement did not escape the teacher's eyes.

After writing the questions on the blackboard, the English teacher put down the chalk and called He Zhao's name: "This latecomer, tell me what to do first when you encounter such a question type."

He Zhao stood up slowly, hesitated for a while, and said six words: "Give up, let's look at the next one."

Xie Yu copied half of the translation question. Hearing this answer, the letter c was not closed at the end, and it was drawn out: "..."

English teacher:"……"

all the classmates:"……"

He Zhao added, "Don't waste your time if you encounter a topic you don't understand."

After the silence, I don't know who couldn't help laughing first, and then the whole class roared with laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha next time."

"Talent talent."

The English teacher really wanted to put on a serious face, but in the end he gave up: "Sit down and listen carefully."

After early self-study, rumors about Xu Xia being transferred to the senior group spread in the class.

"There is a teacher in the first year of high school who has a bad voice and needs to be operated on. Xu Xia is probably going to take care of that class. Our new class teacher who is about to take office is surnamed Tang."

Wanshitong listened to the corner outside the teaching office, and returned to the class with the freshly released news, telling each other: "I'm still transferred from a key school, a special teacher, sounds awesome."

Wanda, whose surname happens to be 'Wan', always has endless gossip, and I don't know where the news came from. The truth and falsehood are confusing.Moreover, Wanda himself bragged that apart from Liyang No. [-] Middle School, there was nothing he didn't know about half a city within a radius, so he was given the nickname 'Know everything'.

Liu Cunhao was collecting his homework, and said casually, "Do you dare to listen to the corner of the mad dog?"

Wanda said: "That must be done. If you want to obtain first-hand information, you have to risk your death."

Know-it-all's information may not be accurate once in ten times, but this time he was right. The new head teacher's surname is Tang, and his name is very individual, Tang Sen.

Tang Sen looked like an ordinary man who was about to enter middle age. He wore a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, and he lectured seriously. In two days, he matched the names and faces of the people in the class.

He's also quite easy to talk to, he doesn't have much airs...just a bit annoying, he's quite talkative, and a single sentence can bring out some irrelevant things for you, and it doesn't feel awkward to say it together.

"Students on duty clean up the class before leaving. It is very important to go to bed early at night and get enough sleep. Don't eat too much greasy food. Leave the questions you can't do. You can ask but never copy. When you go home, remember to care about your parents. , They are also very tired all day, by the way, it seems to be raining tomorrow, you better bring an umbrella..."

"..."

The last class is over, and those who live in the school stay to continue their evening self-study.

It was a coincidence before, He Zhao and Xie Yu had a very high chance of skipping late self-study, either you skipped or the two skipped together, half a month after school started, I didn't know that the other party was also a dormitory student.

Most of the students in the class left, and the remaining nearly ten people started chatting while doing their homework.

It was dark outside.

Wanda asked mysteriously, "Do you know about the haunting in our dormitory?"

When Wanshitong started this supernatural topic, He Zhaozheng was pulling Xie Yu to play a team game together. This person kept immersing himself in his operation skills: "I'm really strong—see you, double kill with one hit. Come here, brother cover you."

Xie Yu: "Look clearly, I killed that person."

If it wasn't for his inability to attack his teammates, Xie Yu might want to attack this person first.

"Our floor has been making strange noises in the past few nights, especially after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are knocks on the door," Wanda said in a lower voice, "I heard that it was only a few days ago. Wandering around on the first floor... But since last night, strange things happened on the second floor, I heard the knock on the door with my own ears, and when I went to open the door, there was nothing outside, and a shadow swayed past at the end of the corridor."

Wanda added: "I don't know if I read it wrong. But our school didn't have that rumor. You all know about the one who jumped off the building."

Other students echoed: "I know, I know, I jumped off the roof."

"I live on the first floor. I've heard it several times. I always knock on the door and I dare not open it. But it was really gone yesterday. Did it really go upstairs?"

Xie Yu didn't listen to what they were saying, and concentrated on playing the game. When he met two big bosses, he was about to anal when he turned his head and found that his teammate was cold at some point: "Tsk. Aren't you trying to cover me?"

He Zhao's expression was not quite right: "...which floor do we live on? The third floor?"