"Damn." Before Wu Shifeng got up from the ground in a hurry, Meng Ze kicked him on the back again. The former let out a "hum" in pain, and was stunned by this sudden kick. , Wu Shifeng knew that the current situation was unfavorable, so he had no choice but to raise his face and confess: "It's me...."

After Meng Ze saw his face clearly, he swung his fist again without delay: "Yes, I hit the wrong person."

After realizing that Meng Ze's motives were impure, Wu Shifeng no longer obediently let him beat him up, and he didn't leave room for a counterattack, more precisely - beat him to death.

A few minutes later, a group of students rushed to the scene to eat melons, and a few went up to persuade them to fight, but they couldn't get anything good. Instead, they were pushed out by these two young men who were beating in full swing.

ten minutes later.

Moral Education Department.

Wu Shifeng and Meng Ze were sitting on the same chair, with several bruises on their faces. Presumably they deliberately used each other's face as the main attack point during the fight.Wu Shifeng, as an actor himself, will start to cry and look at the director of the moral education department and Duan Zhang with aggrieved faces.

Duan Chang is also a sensible person, seeing his expression, he found it inexplicably funny: "What's wrong, you beat him like this too, why are you wronged?"

Wu Shifeng continued to pretend to be innocent: "He hit me first. Duan Zhang, you come to judge, and I went to the bathroom, but he suddenly held me down and beat me up, and I was stunned."

Meng Ze had more visible wounds on his face and hands than Wu Shifeng. This is because during the fight just now, Meng Ze deliberately used these positions to resist the attack, but all the wounds on Wu Shifeng's body were dirty feet. The kind you can't see.

Therefore, if one has to judge innocence based on superficial injuries, it is obvious that Meng Ze is better.

"Will Instructor Wu's statement be too evasive?" Meng Ze raised his eyebrows.

The director of the Moral Education Department asked, "So who did it first?"

Meng Ze didn't rush: "It's me, but the reason is that Instructor Wu suddenly touched my shoulder in the unlit toilet, which frightened me, and I beat him reflexively. I have already expressed my intentions in front of you, instructor. I don't want others to touch me anymore, do you think this is your deliberate provocation?"

"Distorting the facts, you kicked me after being frightened, your conditioned reflex is so six, can you still go through twists and turns?"

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's just say that you are still facing us as an instructor. Is it correct to punch a student?" Meng Ze's tone always makes people think that what he said is logical, "Director Do you think someone with such qualities is really qualified for this position?"

During Chen Qiang's nagging, he still had a vague impression of the boy Meng Ze. He knew he was eloquent, but these small frictions between boys were easy to deal with. The professional smile when I first came: "Such a thing happened at the beginning of school, you all have to reflect on yourself, because you get into fights because of such trivial things, do you think you are still a child? You will be an adult next year or the year after, children, who is it? If I can't see anyone, I can only conclude that both of you are wrong."

"This time, let's not deduct your credits or anything." Duan Chang stood among them and continued, "Everyone submits an [-]-word self-criticism, which will be placed on my desk tomorrow, and— — There have been a lot of weeds growing in the long jump sandpit in the playground recently, and I will punish you two to clean it together tomorrow. Do you have any other opinions?"

Meng Ze would never be speechless, and of course he still had opinions, but Wang Guofeng didn't give him a chance to express his opinion, so he interrupted in time before Meng Ze's lips parted: "Okay, let's leave it at that, You two handsome guys, tomorrow at eight o'clock I will personally check your cleaning situation, if you don't want to pull weeds, you can also choose to write a [-]-word review."

Saying so, he smiled and left.

Wu Shifeng and Meng Ze walked back to the classroom naturally. When they entered through the back door, their eyes still collided inevitably, but it was just a moment of touch. They both turned their heads away in tacit understanding, snorted coldly, and then secretly cursed each other as idiots in their hearts. .

The next morning, both of them came very early, of course, in order not to write a [-]-word self-criticism.The two of them ignored each other, and started pulling weeds full of anger early in the morning. Wu Shifeng pretended to be talking to himself while pulling the weeds: "Some people are just sick. Come to No. [-] Middle School to find a sense of superiority."

Meng Ze poured a broom of grass into the trash can not far away without changing his face: "Some people are just self-righteous, and they are just a fake instructor, but they have made themselves crazy."

"Xiaocao, Xiaocao, why do you think some people have to be mentally retarded if they give him a brain?"

Meng Ze stood up, and said in a strange tone: "It's really weird, why do you think some people have to fight to be a disgusting boy who is skinny and needs to be beaten?"

...

The two pointed at Sang and scolded Huai for a while, and finally confronted each other again. The weird atmosphere indicated that the war between the two was about to explode.It's a pity that it was almost eight o'clock, and Duan Chang walked over gracefully, waving his fan: "Both of you, have you pulled out all the grass?"

The flames of war died down silently, and under Wang Guofeng's gaze, the two began to weed hard.

After finishing the work of weeding, Wu Shifeng and Meng Ze still have to devote themselves to today's military training.

In just these two days, under Wu Shifeng's strict treatment, the students in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High did not dare to breathe out, and they were always paying attention to the slogans that Wu Shifeng might say at any time.Only Meng Ze could still be distracted at any time, every day Wu Shifeng's displeased voice towards Meng Ze made the ears of the students in Class [-] feel cocooned.

Instructor Wu is not without humanity. Three days later, he found that even the little girls in his class were tanned badly, so he magnanimously went to discuss with Duan Zhang, and occupied the only shadow behind the main stage of the playground.

The whole class began to cheer, and the other students were jealous: "Jealousy makes me ugly."

"Envy makes me tan."

The students babbled about all the jealousy series, but in the end they were stopped by the instructors of each class: "Just talk about it, their class performance is so good, of course I will let you Duan Zhang just say it."

"Okay, now our class is the only special case in the whole year. If you regress, I will let you go back to the original position. If the position is taken away by other classes, you will feel a little bit B in your heart. People It will not return the position to us. So this opportunity is only once." Wu Shifeng said, "Can everyone do better than before?"

"can."

Wu Shifeng: "Speak up, I can't hear what you say."

All Class Four: "Yes!"

"Why didn't I see Meng Ze in our class open his mouth? Does he want everyone to go back to the original place to bask in the sun?" Wu Shifeng deliberately showed a regretful expression, so the eyes of the students in Class [-] immediately focused on Meng Ze body.

Meng Ze had no choice but to shout: "Yes."

Although anyone with a discerning eye could see the light of "grass/you/mother" reflected in his eyes, Wu Shifeng was still in a good mood seeing Meng Ze frustrated.

For the next four days, although Meng Ze didn't get the sun anymore, Wu Shifeng's spell continued, and Wu Shifeng thought about it: "Student Meng Ze makes a mistake again, so let him perform for us, okay? "

The girls in the first two rows could not shout any louder: "Okay!"

After all, Meng Ze's good looks are obvious to all, and his reputation in No. [-] Middle School is no less than that of Wu Shifeng. When school started, many people asked him for his name and QQ, but this person was too indifferent, and he regarded every girl who came to him as an idiot. I don't even want to say a word to people.

So there was a post on Tieba—Who will fall into this freshman class?

Wu Shifeng and Meng Ze each have followers, but because of Meng Ze's character of bitterness and hatred towards everyone, generally speaking, there are more people who stand by Wu Shifeng.

Wu Shifeng, as a picky expert, soon became dissatisfied with Meng Ze's standing posture. This time, he didn't need to speak in person, the girls in the first two rows murmured: "Punish Meng Ze for singing!"

"I want to see Meng Ze dance!"

The situation became more and more severe, and the students in the last four classes shouted: "Come one, Meng Ze, come one..."

Wu Shifeng pretended to persuade Meng Ze: "Student Meng, come here, you can do anything, singing, dancing or something, or do you know any musical instruments?"

He looked at Meng Ze with ill intentions, and thought in his heart that this kind of academic bully with a bad temper would not have any special skills, and even if he did, he would definitely not want to show it in front of everyone.

No matter what, it would make this guy feel awkward. When he was unhappy, Wu Shifeng was happy, and when he was angry, Wu Shifeng wanted to applaud.

"I won't." Meng Ze said.

A girl in the front row booed, "You can't be such a disappointment, handsome boy."

Wu Shifeng pressed his shoulder, and didn't take Meng Ze's words that he didn't like being touched by others to heart at all: "Yeah, what a disappointment, everyone is waiting for you to perform. If you know any musical instruments, you don't care. Okay, the music room is not far away, I'll ask someone to get it for you."

In fact, Wu Shifeng was really wrong. Meng Ze is really a versatile student. He can sing and dance, and he knows a lot of musical instruments. Although he is not proficient, it is still very easy to deceive laymen.

Meng Ze, whose soles were about to crack, was in a dilemma for this song, so that the instructors could let them go to dinner as soon as possible without delay, so he resolutely chose the musical instrument, of course, because it was the least shameful of the options one already.

"Just take any musical instrument," Meng Ze said.

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