I'll Have My Seatmate Beat You

The air in April is wet and sticky, and the rainy season is coming.

between classes.

There were only a few people standing sparsely in the corridor on the second floor of Mingzhi Building in No. [-] Middle School. The weather was bad, and no one bothered to come out after class.

Suddenly, a round figure in a blue and white school uniform dashed across the corridor, and rushed into Class [-] and [-] with shocking gossip.

"There is a psychopath in our class." Xiaopang yelled loudly.

Gao Erwu was quiet for a moment, and then it seemed like a drop of water fell into hot oil and exploded.

The gossip came from nowhere last week, and it has been rumored that there are transfer students coming in the second and fifth grades of high school.

"real or fake?"

"Is there really a transfer student?"

"It's already April, how could someone transfer at this time?"

"That's why it's abnormal! I knew it!"

"Ban Zhang has only been away for a week, and the second and fifth grades are about to finish! Even the mental illness has come!"

"Fat brother, where did you hear the news?!"

Xiaopang's voice woke up Zhan Ming who had fallen asleep for most of the class.

Wu Yuan at the front table turned around and threw a bag of steamed buns with soybean milk on the table: "Brother Zhan, it's still hot, hurry up and eat."

Zhan Ming let out a "hmm", ate a steamed bun in two bites, and drank a whole pack of soy milk in one gulp, without looking up, listening to Xiaopang's babbling.

Fatty stood in front of the first table of the first group, and carefully revised his wording.

"It can't be said to be mentally ill, but there may be some mental problems."

Gao Linlin at the first table asked Xiaopang: "How do you know?"

Xiaopang beamed with joy: "I didn't write a composition, and I was called to criticize it by Lao Wang. I heard it in the office. Lin Junsheng was the head teacher for a month, and this matter is under his control. The director of the political department is telling him about this transfer student in the office. I heard the director of the Political Department tell him, pay attention to this student, focus on it, don’t irritate him, and pay attention to how the classmates get along with him. He used to be in No. [-] Middle School because he didn’t get along well with his classmates. After being greatly stimulated, I transferred to our No. [-] Middle School."

There are ten or twenty teachers in a teacher's office. They usually praise, care for, reprimand, and teach students, all in this small office.The top students in class one were asked if they were in puppy love, and the scumbags in class two scored five points in the quiz, and the teachers of the whole grade basically heard it.

There is no way, the school does not set up a small secret room or something, and let the class teachers do ideological work in private.

Because adults have lived for decades, some small facts are not worth keeping secrets in their eyes.

When the director of the Political Department told Lin Junsheng in the busy office, he lowered his voice, but he didn't expect to deliberately avoid other teachers and students.

Xiaopang pricked up his ears of gossip, listened to bits and pieces, put together something by himself, and told the whole class what he believed to be the truth.

"This transfer student, because of his strange personality, was isolated by his former classmates. In addition, he was under too much study pressure and his grades declined. Go to school! No way, the parents had to make great efforts to transfer him to our school. Although our Seventh Middle School is not as important as the No. [-] Middle School, it is still a school anyway. It is better to come out and get in touch with normal society than to lock yourself into a mental illness .”

It's quite strange to transfer schools in the second semester of the second year of high school, and it's not on the first day of school. It's been two months, what's the matter with the transfer now?

The whole class of Grade [-] and [-] felt that this transfer was weird, but when they heard Xiaopang say it, they all thought "it really is".

Zhang Ming, the former homeroom teacher in the second and fifth grades of high school, asked for leave. His wife gave birth prematurely last week. He was in the middle of class when he was hurriedly called away by the old Chinese teacher.Since then, I have entered the stocking state in the second and fifth grades of high school. From last week to this week, I have been crazy.Gao Linlin, the study committee member sitting at the first table, even brought his mobile phone to school.

Seventh Middle School usually does not allow smartphones to be brought, and only elderly phones are allowed.

The school asked Lin Junsheng, a biology teacher, to act as the head teacher. Lin Junsheng had a lot of classes and didn't care about other people's classes at all.Besides, in just one month, Zhang Ming came back.Lin Junsheng can manage the class attendance well, so that forty people in a class can sit in the classroom completely.

But now there is an extra hot potato.

This transfer student...

Lin Junsheng entered Class [-] classroom while pondering.