Beyond The Outline

There are a lot of people in the office at this point, and they are all class representatives who come to the office to hand in homework after the flag-raising ceremony is over, but this sound is hard to ignore, like a sudden chill in the hot summer .

It was hard to ignore, and there was even a hint of familiarity, so that Xu Sheng heard the word "report" very clearly in this noisy place like a vegetable market.

"You came just in time," Meng Guowei put down the water glass, "Have you collected all your homework?"

"One share short."

Xu Sheng lowered his eyes casually, and first saw a touch of gray-blue school uniform, and then the person beside him put a stack of homework on the table, so Xu Sheng moved his gaze up two inches, and saw a hand with strong knuckles in front of your eyes.

The wrist bones are prominent and the fingers are long.

Meng Guowei wanted to ask who was in charge, but when he saw the person next to him who had just come off the review platform, he realized that there was no need to ask this question at all, and said, "You asked for leave yesterday, and you are not very familiar with the people in the class. The person who didn't hand in his homework is here, you... know each other, and it will be convenient for you to collect your homework in the future."

"I never hand in my homework, so it's not convenient to go anywhere."

As Xu Sheng spoke, he saw the face of the student god next to him, and Shao Zhan just heard the words and looked at him. His eyes met, and the remaining sentence "Is there anything else" in his mouth turned away. A bend: "...how is it you?"

Or the overly formal school uniform.

Due to his fair complexion and extremely black hair, the young man's facial features are actually very prominent. It is only because of the indifferent expression of "stay away from me" that the aggression brought by some of the facial features is diluted. separated from the surroundings.

Xu Sheng's previous question about "Are the school uniforms of No. [-] Middle School so good-looking?" was answered, because among so many people in the office who wear school uniforms, he is the only one who can choose well.

Meng Guowei was overjoyed, his joy was beyond words: "Do you know each other?"

More than knowing.

There are even holidays.

The two answered almost simultaneously——

Xu Sheng: "That's right."

Shao Zhan: "I don't know."

Xu Sheng: "?"

Shao Zhan said that he didn't know each other without any ups and downs, and was extremely cold.

Meng Guowei was a little confused by the two of them, wondering whether he knew him or not?

Xu Sheng couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, he was writing the self-criticism all night, gritting his teeth while writing, thinking that if he knew who it was, he might be able to rush into the other party's bedroom in the middle of the night and beat him up under the quilt, but the other party didn't remember it at all. .

"Dormitory building, a [-]-word review," Xu Sheng said, "or I should remind you more clearly, the wall."

Shao Zhan asked for leave yesterday. He drove to school in the evening. When he walked to the door of the dormitory, he saw someone climbing over the wall. He really didn’t care who was climbing the wall. Many people came in and out of the dormitory, and many people changed after returning to the dormitory. school uniform.It was only at this moment that the person in front of him was connected with the person who walked to the flag-raising platform after a long distance, and caused a sensation in the whole school after opening his mouth and speaking the first sentence.

Shao Zhan obviously had nothing to say, so he lowered his eyes to look at him, and reluctantly commented on the review: "The review is not bad."

Xu Sheng: "..." What do you say?

Xu Sheng's current mood is the word "fuck" in capital letters.

Meng Guowei couldn't understand, so he decided to cut directly to the topic: "It would be great if you two knew each other. That's right, there are a few students in the class who have applied to change seats. I plan to slightly adjust the seat list of our class. The initial plan is to Let the two of you sit together, do you have any objections?"

The two spoke at the same time——

It's just that this time it's full of tacit understanding.

"Have."

Xu Sheng really had no choice but to stay in the office. In front of him was the new class teacher who was thinking about something and said that he would introduce him to his classmates. Next to him was a classmate who just got married yesterday.

He is afraid that he is irrational.

"Teacher, this classmate Shao Zhan and I," Xu Sheng didn't know what to say, and finally choked out, "We are not fucking suitable."

Meng Guowei: "..."

"There is a lot of fate between people, and twisted melons are not sweet. I and I get along very well at the same table now. We love each other, and the atmosphere is very harmonious and like-minded. I sleep and he listens to lectures and doesn't affect anyone."

Meng Guowei tried to interrupt him.

Xu Sheng said again: "Students who come reluctantly will not have a good relationship."

"........."

Xu Sheng himself felt that the more he heard the words, the more strange they became, so he changed the subject, and simply opened the door of the office: "Anyway, I also wrote the review. As for the punishment, you can do whatever you want, nothing else. I'm going back to work."

This is the second time Meng Guowei has been choked up by Xu Sheng like this. As soon as this attitude is presented, it is capitalized that he refuses to communicate and refuses to communicate. He can't find a place to start when he wants to preach.

One is gone, and the other is left. Meng Guowei collected his mood and turned to Shao Zhan: "You don't want to be at the same table with him?"

"Yes."

Meng Guowei hit two walls in a row today, and managed to calm down his anger: "Can I ask the reason?"

Shao Zhan's reasons were more realistic, purely because it was too troublesome to change seats, and he was not interested in meeting anyone: "Troublesome."

Meng Guowei's Belt and Road Initiative didn't even take the first step, and it was stillborn.

To say that Xu Sheng is difficult to get along with, in fact, in Meng Guowei's opinion, Shao Zhan is the one who is really difficult to get along with.

The first time Meng Guowei met Shao Zhan was when he was in the first year of high school. Although he didn't teach the first year of high school, he was in charge of various competitions in the high school group.

After signing up for the mathematics competition, evening self-study training began. He was the only freshman in the conference room. Meng Guowei specially prepared a set of basic competition questions for him with the mentality of participation is victory.

As a result, the boy sat in the last row for less than 10 minutes. He raised his hand, came up with the paper, and slapped the completed paper in front of him: "Next time, don't prepare the basic questions for me."

The preparation period for the competition was more than a month, and he was alone, and he didn't have any bad relations with anyone, but he didn't see anyone on good terms with him, and the expression he stared at the paper was much warmer than when he looked at the people in the conference room.

Meng Guowei was silent for two seconds, and planned to implement the plan from a different angle: "That's okay, there is one more thing. You were not here yesterday, and our class committee has not been selected yet. Is there any position you want to take?"

"I still have to prepare for the competition, and I may not have the time and energy."

Shao Zhan blocked Meng Guowei's words back.

But Meng Guowei refused to give up easily. He slapped his thigh and said, "Isn't this a coincidence? The position I reserved for you just doesn't take much time or energy."

Shao Zhan heard that the head teacher made up his mind to let him be the class committee member: "You tell me."

Meng Guowei said happily: "Our class happens to be short of a disciplinary committee member!"

"Isn't it going to take a lot of time? It's just right, you manage Xu Sheng...ah no, when you're in charge of discipline, pay attention to Xu Sheng from our class."

Meng Guowei: "He may skip classes in various ways from time to time, go out over the wall, stay out at night, fight outside the school..."

When Xu Sheng returned to work, he didn't know that Meng Guowei was holding back a big move behind his back.

Zhang Feng heard that Xueshen came to class today on vacation, and after morning exercises, he was lying on the door of the window of class [-]. Xu Sheng was not there, so he chatted with Xu Sheng at the same table: "Warrior, why do you think I brush shoulders with Xueshen every time?" But, do I really have no fate with him?"

Xu Sheng's deskmate is a boy wearing glasses. He looks weak and weak, but his nickname is Warrior.In addition to the fact that "Yong" happened to be in his name, it was also because he dared to sit next to Xu Sheng and survived for two days.

Li Mingyong was actually not that brave at all, because the bus was temporarily broken down, he arrived late, and Xu Sheng was next to each other, so there was no choice at all.

The moment he walked into Class Seven, he almost wanted to end his high school career on the spot.

Li Mingyong is also in awe of the school bully's friend: "The god of learning has gone to the office, you can come back in the next class."

Zhang Feng: "Why do you tremble when you speak, what do you think about sitting at the same table with our boss?"

Just now in the teacher's office, Li Mingyong, who was described by Xu Sheng as "loving each other, harmonious atmosphere, and like-minded", said in his heart: I want to drop out of school.

"Our boss doesn't beat anyone and rarely swears at others, he is very civilized," Zhang Feng said, "There is no need to be so afraid."

While talking, Xu Sheng happened to walk to the window. He didn't enter the classroom, but stood beside Zhang Feng, leaning against the window and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Feng: "Talking about you, your tablemate seems to be quite afraid of you."

Xu Sheng didn't have any self-knowledge at all. He thought he didn't do anything these days. He either slept or played with his mobile phone in class. It's not all a lie: "I have a good relationship with my deskmate."

After Xu Sheng finished speaking, he asked again: "Is that right, Li Yong?"

Li Mingyong: "..."

Zhang Feng: "He's called Li Mingyong, and even I, who is far away in the first class, remember it. What's the matter with you."

Xu Sheng rubbed his nose and avoided this topic. He had been busy in the morning and hadn't eaten yet. Now he felt hungry: "Is there anything to eat?"

Zhang Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Xu Sheng glanced at him.

Zhang Feng consciously stuffed the cigarette back. This No. [-] high school bully doesn't smoke, and smoking just doesn't fit his personality at all.

Zhang Feng fumbled in his pocket for a long time before he took out a lollipop: "This is the only one, and it was given as a gift when you bought cigarettes at the canteen. You didn't have breakfast?"

"Last night I was busy writing the review, and I slept in the morning." Xu Sheng originally leaned his elbows against the window, took the lollipop, turned around, and peeled off the candy wrapper with his back to the window, "You come to class seven again What are you shaking?"

Zhang Feng said, "Look at the joke, didn't you say you won't be arrested?" Before he could say it, the class bell rang, and he hurriedly walked backwards, saying as he walked, "No more chatting, the next session is Lao Li's class in our class, if I enter the class one second late, he will strip me to the skin."

Xu Sheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, waved at him casually, and then entered the class with candy in his mouth.

He was sitting on the chair, and only now remembered to see what class this lesson was. He leaned back and squinted his eyes, only to find that the corner of the blackboard was blocked by a person, and he could only see the topmost one. The button of the school uniform, and above that is the juvenile's protruding Adam's apple, black hair, and a cold expression.

When Shao Zhan walked to the back of the classroom, Xu Sheng saw the word "Mathematics" written on the blackboard at a different angle.

Xu Sheng crushed the candy in his mouth in twos and then bent his head to turn over the book in the belly of the table in this posture of tilting the chair and leaning back. His book is still the same as it was when he got it back, and the name is not even written on the title page. .

As I was flipping through, I heard someone in the class exclaim, and then the whole class started whispering.

Xu Sheng didn't raise his eyes, but he also noticed that the sunlight coming in from the window was blocked by someone. Originally, his whole body was soaked in the sunlight, but now it suddenly darkened as if the sky had changed, and even the desktop projected a large block shadow.

He was forced to look up.

Shao Zhan passed several rows of classmates in front of him, and instead of returning to his seat directly, he walked to the other side of the aisle, leaned over slightly, and pinched two fingers on the lollipop stick that Xu Sheng was holding in his mouth. The white plastic stick was taken away by Shao Zhan: "No candy is allowed in class."