A villain in love dressed as school grass

"Stand still and don't move!"

A sharp and angry middle-aged male voice came from the entrance of the Internet cafe, and the habitual criminals who didn't slip out were trapped in the Internet cafe without love.

Because the second floor is open, Zhu Bo can see the King of Hades even with a glance.

The lens is several layers thick when viewed from the side, with a Mediterranean head shape, and a standard middle-aged Polo shirt is worn.

Here, Zhu Bo couldn't break free, and turned to see the boy discussing.

"Give me a way out, I'll stand there and let you win back."

The boy seemed to see Zhu Bo's embarrassment and anxiety, but deliberately refused to cooperate.

"I do not."

The boy tightened his grip a little more.

Really sick, Zhu Bo thought.

Zhu Bo saw that Lord Hades was walking towards the stairs like he was catching chickens, and he really didn't care about the influence, so he just raised his fist and slapped the boy in the face.

The boy didn't dodge, and received Zhu Bo's punch firmly, and his arrogance was aroused for a while.

"It's okay to say, but it's your fault to do it."

As he said that, the boy grabbed Zhu Bo's other arm with his hand, cut it backwards, and pressed his knee into Zhu Bo's knee socket.

Zhu Bo's arms were clamped, and he almost fell to his knees with a sudden force. Fortunately, the boy was close to the seat, so he was thrown back into the seat.

"You are sick?!"

"I think you are sick, why dare you come to the Internet cafe?" The boy was still smiling, but his tone was obviously frosty.

"Okay, I'm not cowardly, do you think you can run away?"

Seeing that Zhu Bo couldn't escape, he smashed the can, smashed the fish and killed the net.

"See if I can escape."

The boy said as he took out the mask strap in his coat pocket and put it on.

Zhu Bo snorted lightly, is that all?

When King Yan arrived at the battlefield, Zhu Bo was still praying in his heart, maybe Lord Yan didn't know him.

But this is not possible.

The moment Lord Yan saw Zhu Bo, his face turned from blue to purple so quickly that his voice rose sharply.

"Zhu Bo! You really don't change after repeated admonitions! Tell me about you, how many times have you been caught by me in Internet cafes, can you be a little innovative when surfing the Internet?!"

"You are a typical parent, I am tired of telling you, you are unrepentant!"

The unrepentant Zhu Bo's back felt numb when he heard this, he had never been taught such a lesson before.

This time it is a real VIP experience.

After Zhu Bo heard Lord Yan's scolding, he suddenly felt extremely calm.

"Teacher, I admit my mistake, but can you stop teaching me alone?" Zhu Bo pointed at the boy, "What about him?"

After Zhu Bo pointed in the direction of the boy's seat, after seeing the boy's screen clearly, Zhu Bo's eyes gradually became messy.

The boy sat upright in front of the computer, as if he was alone in the world.

"Because f(x)=(1-a)(x-1)-alnx, and x>0 at the same time, when a=1, f(x)=-lnx, the function in ... is a decreasing function."

"...so, x=a/1-a, in summary, x1-x2=..."

The boy's clear voice came out through the mask, and he wrote the process of solving the problem on the paper he didn't know where.

Zhu Bo: ...

"So that's how it was done!" The boy seemed to have suddenly realized, and turned his head to meet the eyes of Zhu Bo and Lord Yan while doing the questions seriously.

"Director Cao, you, why are you here?"

The boy straightened up and tried his best to cover the computer screen, as if he was in a panic.

Zhu Bo let out a soft hum from the tip of his nose.

"Director Cao, please listen to my explanation. Our computer is broken. I really came to the Internet cafe because I wanted to solve the problem."

Hehe, Zhu Bo suddenly felt that it would be a loss for Oscar not to award him.

"Okay! You don't need to explain, I know I know everything." The boy's expression of true feelings was interrupted.

Director Cao, who was called Lord Yan, almost burst into tears.

"There are really not many children who love learning like you. The teacher understands it. Sit down first."

The boy sat down as promised, sat obediently and looked at Zhu Bo, and raised his eyebrows slightly while Lord Yan was not paying attention.

Provocative means obvious.

Is that all right?The feelings in Zhu Bo's heart are simply crazy.

Since this trick is easy to use, then...

"Teacher, I actually came to the Internet cafe to learn..." Zhu Bo's words were also interrupted.

"What about you? You are also here to study, do you think I will believe it, Zhu Bo?"

Director Cao's face-changing speed was comparable to the rain in April.

"Student Pu came to study, could it be possible that you came with me? Don't think I can't understand the game on your desktop! Come back to school with me later!"

Zhu Bo was choked by Director Cao's double standard and didn't know what to say for a while.

But what did he just say?Classmate Pu?

Zhu Bo was suddenly a little sensitive to this surname, and his back couldn't help but feel a chill.

In the book, the surname is Pu, who is about 1.8 meters tall, good-looking and often laughs... Those few canine teeth...

Zhu Bo's neck must be fixed, he turned his head to look at the boy stiffly, and cursed in his heart.

The idea is so small, is it really a narrow road for enemies?

Can this make him meet the old enemy of the original book, Zhu Bo, Pu Ziwen?

"Director Cao, student Zhu Bo didn't come to play games, really not, I didn't even see which gun he used just now."

Zhu Bo: ...

Puzi heard that this move added fuel to the fire, obviously revenge.

Pu Ziwen's help in defending the defense was tantamount to adding insult to injury, setting the already enraged Yan Wang on fire.

"Stop talking for him, I don't know what he is like?! Grab your things and follow me immediately!"

"Pu Ziwen, you also follow."

"Okay." Pu Ziwen responded obediently, and gave Zhu Bo a meaningful smile.

Hold.

Now Zhu Bo only thinks that Pu Ziwen really deserves to be beaten.

In the second grade building of Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School, seven or eight boys stood in a row in the dean's office.

Among them, Puziwen and Zhubo are top-notch.

"Notify the parents one by one to come to the school, don't think that you can let me be presumptuous after the summer vacation!"

Director Cao Si took a sip of tea from the enamel tea mug.

"Each person has [-] words for self-criticism, except for Pu Ziwen. In special cases, write [-] words. Write now."

The boys at the penalty station all cast envious glances at Pu Ziwen.

Two thousand words is the gap between them and the school bullies and school grass that they are destined to be unable to bridge.

Zhu Bo and Pu Ziwen were assigned to the same window sill to write the self-criticism, and the two of them bent over and were still close.

Zhu Bo vaguely smelled the washing powder on his clothes, which was quite clean.

However, Zhu Bo picked up the pen and thought about it for a while, but he still didn't know how to write it.

The reason is that he didn't write it.

On the other hand, Pu Ziwen didn't hesitate to take the pen, and it was two lines in a blink of an eye.

Looking at it, Zhu Bo saw that the handwriting was fairly strong, but it was too scribbled, like ghostly symbols.

"Are you very experienced?" Zhu Bo wondered whether the first sentence was sorry for the teacher or the parents, and asked casually.

"Shouldn't have as much experience as you." Pu Ziwen saw that he didn't have a few words on the paper.

"Why, you were so talkative when you hit me just now, but now you have nothing to say?"

……

Zhu Bo really wanted to hit him now.

He seemed to understand why the original book Zhu Bo targeted Pu Ziwen so much.

The two should not only be fighting openly and secretly because of a transfer student, one of the main reasons may be——

Pu Ziwen owes too much to fight.

"OK, each writes his own, shut up." Zhu Bo didn't want to talk to him at all, and automatically blocked Pu Ziwen's long-winded words.

Half an hour later, Zhu Bo drew the last full stop, walked into the office to hand in the self-criticism, and met Wang Luxian who came in a hurry.

Disappointment appeared in Wang Luxian's eyes, and Zhu Bo's mind flickered.

Director Cao took Zhu Bo's review letter.

"Your skills in writing self-criticism have improved by leaps and bounds. If you put your mind on your studies, you won't be like this."

Director Cao actually read Zhu Bo's review, "Holidays are good at handwriting."

Zhu Bo's handwriting has always been neat and correct, but due to the current situation, he deliberately wrote a little crookedly.

"My child is thanks to the care of the director." Wang Lu said with a casual smile.

"That's not the case. Parents can't just spoil their children."

"Yes, you are right." Wang Luxian was also in a dilemma.

After half a meeting, Zhu Bo realized that the situation was embarrassing, and remembering his purpose, he opened his mouth very simply.

"Director, I actually want to transfer to another school, and I hope you agree."

After saying that, Zhu Bo felt a little regretful.

"Xiao Bo!" It was too late for Wang Luxian to stop, and the anger that Director Cao had just calmed down was ignited again.

"Mother Zhu Bo, I told you not to spoil your child too much. I don't suggest you take Zhu Bo out of No. [-] Middle School now."

"After leaving the No. [-] Middle School, a child of Zhu Bo's age is in a rebellious period, and the new environment may make him even more rebellious."

"I uphold the responsibility of being a teacher, and I don't agree with transferring schools..."

Zhu Bo didn't quite understand what was going on, and only remembered the words Wang Luxian said before he left the house.

"You're right. I'll ask you to take care of this child in the future."

The matter of transferring schools seemed to be a foregone conclusion, Zhu Bo felt that it was on his mind.

Moreover, he and Pu Ziwen confronted each other head-on.

commit crimes.

The more I don't want to.

After Zhu Bo left the office, he saw Pu Ziwen leaning against the wall, and he didn't seem to care much about what the woman beside him was talking about.

"Next time the computer breaks down, tell Mom in advance."

"Told you that you were busy too..."

When Zhu Bo and Wang Luxian approached, they heard the mother and son talking, and suddenly Wang Luxian stopped.

?

Zhu Bo came back to his senses, Wang Luxian was standing beside Pu Ziwen, Zhu Bo looked at him, and the other side was also confused.

"Nianping, is it really you? We haven't seen each other for a long time after graduation, what a coincidence." Wang Luxian said to the woman next to Pu Ziwen.

"You are... Luxian? Is this your son? He has grown so tall."

"yes……"

After 10 minutes of reminiscing with old friends, Zhu Bo felt very bitter about how such a coincidence happened.

His mother and rival's mother were college classmates?

Looking at the smiling Pu Ziwen, Zhu Bo thought to himself what was going on.

The enemy's road is narrow, such a coincidence, must he be killed?

When Zhu Bo and Pu Ziwen sat in the back seat of the car together, their hearts were almost half cold.

When the two mothers chatted about the coincidence of living in the same community, Zhu Bo's other half felt completely chilled.

He didn't think it was a coincidence, just bad luck.

When Pu Ziwen stretched out the QQ friend interface for him to scan the QR code, Zhu Bo gave him a sideways glance.

When a wolf who wants to eat you makes an offer, it's never expected that anything good will happen.

What's more, what "he" did to Pu Ziwen, no one can spare him!

If you want to save your life now, the most important thing to do is to reject all beginnings.

"No social software, thank you."

Pu Ziwen didn't care about it, and smiled and retracted his hand to look at the phone again. The expression on his face made Zhu Bo feel that it was not so easy for him to let go.

Because they lived in the same community, the two mothers chatted from college to graduation to marriage to real estate prices.

Zhu Bo didn't even want to turn his head.

"Let's go first, Lu Xian, we have a chance to have dinner together."

"Okay, next time I'm the host, your family will come over."

The two mothers bid farewell, and Pu Ziwen also came to talk to Zhu Bo before leaving.

"Zhu Bo, we are so destined to have dinner together next time."

Zhu Bo pulled out a warm smile, next time?There can be no next time.

Zhu Bo immediately figured out that since he couldn't transfer to another school, it's better to minimize the intersection and hide if he can.

The practice of Huaiyu No. [-] Middle School in the new semester is a placement test.

It is fair, just and open. Students with good grades and bad grades have obvious gaps. From the class of excellent students to the class of poor students, the classification is clear and does not affect each other.

Zhu Bo had already made sufficient mental preparations before the exam.

Mentally prepare to scribble on the answer sheet.

In this way, he will successfully go to the class of poor students, and Xueba Puzi will enter the class of excellent students as if he was destined, and the two of them will basically have no intersection.

This is very good.

Therefore, Zhu Bo in the examination room was full of confidence. When he got the answer sheet, he filled it with options, and the answers for filling in the blanks were uniformly zero, and he did not answer subjective questions.

Confidence in handing in early.

This wave of answering and handing in papers shocked the invigilator.

After finishing the placement test, Zhu Bo felt that the sun was warming up again.

Song Tianfu was waiting for Zhu Bo at the gate of No. [-] Middle School. Ever since he left the Internet cafe that day and received the news that Zhu Bo would not transfer to another school, Song Tianfu was on fire for several days, and went out to hang out with Zhu Bo if he had nothing to do.

"Did you do well in the exam, Brother Po? You finished the answer so quickly!"

Zhu Bo nodded, "It's okay, play normally."

"Then let's go, I'll treat Brother Bo to drink milk tea!"

"Walk."

After answering the question, Zhu Bo felt relieved.

Class results will come down in two days as usual. At that time, the person in charge of each class will directly create a class group, and at the same time announce the student list of each class in the new semester.

Zhu Bo, who had just taken a shower, brushed two towels over his head lightly, looking through the class list.

Zhu Bo started looking through the class list in the middle and back stages.

Class [-], no,

Class Nine, no.

There are no tenth or eleventh classes.

class [-]...

!!!

List of students in class 22 of high school:

……

39. Zhu Bo

40. Puzi Wen

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The author has something to say: Xiao Pu: We are in the same class, wife, are you happy?

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