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Yan Zisheng never expected that he would get into a fight during the [-]-day countdown before his college entrance examination.

never had.

Yan Zisheng doesn't often get into trouble.

It's not that he's temperless, or that he's not capricious enough.

Yan Zisheng is very headstrong, he puts whether he likes it or not in the first place in everything he does, but he is seldom impulsive and rarely does outrageous things.

Because there is no one to clean up the mess for him.

He didn't want to be called Gu Lanqing, let alone trouble his uncle and aunt.It's useless to call his father. His father did more things than he did in high school. Asking his father to see the teacher may not necessarily make the teacher mad.It’s even worse to be called grandpa and grandma. His grandpa is used to the way the mall works and is used to walking around. If it wasn’t for Yan Zisheng’s insistence on asking not to give gifts to the teacher but just walking around the upper floors, maybe the whole world would know that Yan Zisheng is the first day of school. He is the grandson of Yan Banjie.

Not a big deal, but enough.

Yan Zisheng's kindergarten and elementary school years were full of convenience brought by privileges.It's very convenient, but Yan Zisheng doesn't like it.

His father naturally liked his son, and often talked to him about his past affairs, such as the number of violations of school rules in high school, adding up to [-] expulsions was not enough.

His parents were also in the No. [-] Middle School, as were Gu Lanqing and Ma Haorong. Their children were in the social circle of their family, and their children were basically on the same development track.

Of course, there are very few people who go through the back door of the No. 3 Middle School, but they can donate buildings without paying money, donate school buses, donate [-]D printers, and there are many ways.

Those with good grades can get in by themselves, those with bad grades can be donated, and those who want to go abroad can go to the International Department of No. [-] Middle School.

Seems like a convention.

Eighth Middle School is a very good school, both the junior high school and the high school.The same is true for the International Department. By the time of graduation, every year the candidates of the International Department, whether in the Australian class or the American class, the schools of the candidates are among the top [-] in the world.Although foreign universities are easy to enter and difficult to exit, many people used to start from preparatory courses and language classes, and some people knew they could not pass the exam, so they went to Grammarschool in the first and second grades, but enough, they want to study Of course, those who don’t want to learn have already gone to the place they want, and those who don’t want to learn will not lose face if they say it, so this convention is not unreasonable.

So Yan Zisheng is very restrained even though he is calm, but the school knows which students need to be taken care of. If you can't turn off the lights in the dormitory in time, and if you occasionally get caught speaking, you haven't made any other mistakes.

But this time, Yan Zisheng got into a fight with the boys in the next class after the lights were turned off, and within a hundred days of the college entrance examination, his nature was so bad that he had to go to day school.

In fact, not only do you have to go to school, you have to remember the fight, but when the people in the moral education department saw that Yan Zisheng was going to take the college entrance examination, they told Fu Juan to deal with it leniently. Asked, Yan Zisheng didn't want to say why they fought, so he knew it in his heart, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Yan Zisheng's eye sockets were swollen, but he didn't bow his head. He tilted his head, like a leopard cat that is proud even though it is defeated.

"Go and call your sister, and don't go to school for a week, maybe three days. The college entrance examination is coming soon, and some people may never be seen in your life, so don't bother with them, you beat them up too, I also received a few punches myself, it’s ok, I did well in the test, keep working hard, don’t let others influence you.”

Yan Zisheng didn't call, he blew on the platform for 5 minutes.Tell Fu Juan that the fight is over and go back that night.Then he walked slowly back to the classroom, Fan Zhengyang was very anxious, he picked him up and asked if there was anything wrong, Yan Zisheng shook his head, Fan Zhengyang was still very angry: "That silly b! It's fine if the wind is bad, and you have to hit him on purpose when you go back to the dormitory." You, you speak in a strange way."

"It's okay, you lent me your mobile phone. I didn't call my sister just now. I don't want her to be bothered by this. I'll make a phone call for help."

"Who are you calling?"

"A friend."

Yan Zisheng actually didn't know who to turn to. He blew the wind for 5 minutes, but found no one to disturb.

His classmates who are considered good friends are either abroad at this time, or they are also boarding, and those who go to school will naturally go home, but it is not easy for him to tell other people's parents that he violated the rules and go to school, and then live in their homes.

Finally, after hesitating again and again, Yan Zisheng decided to find Xue Fang.

He and Xue Fang are not close friends, but he subconsciously feels that, probably, Xue Fang will not refuse, right?

He didn't remember Xue Fang's phone number, so he could only use Fan Zhengyang's phone to log on to WeChat.

He directly dialed the voice call, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, Xue Fang should be at home alone?Before he had time to think about it, he connected over there.

"Hello?" Xue Fang was very noisy at the other end. There seemed to be a lot of people talking, and then someone asked who Xue Fang was. .”, then perhaps stood up and walked to a clean place, the noise became quieter.

Yan Zisheng didn't expect this to happen, but after thinking about it, Xue Fang naturally has his own circle of friends, so he said, "Brother Fang Fang, you, when will you go home?"

Xue Fang obviously didn't expect him to ask, "What's wrong?"

"I got into a fight with someone... I dare not tell my sister or my family. I have to go to school... I can't find anyone to turn to. Can I go to your house at night? Just sleep on the sofa , I took a shower and finished it at school!"

Xue Fang didn't answer right away, Yan Zisheng was so nervous that he held his breath in this blank space, his mind was scrolling quickly like a bullet screen, "It's over, it's too abrupt, we don't know each other well, am I going too far? Will think I'm super bad for getting into a fight..."

"Then I'll pick you up. When do you finish class? I remember that the third year of eighth middle school is 25:[-] for self-study?"

Xue Fang's answer was like a thunder, and Yan Zisheng was really dumbfounded.

He remembered what the star-chasing girls in the class said: "If you don't brag and don't criticize, how can there be such a good person."

The author has something to say:

I've been really busy lately. jj will take a look when he thinks about it.Thank you for your likes. In fact, it was almost self-entertainment at first.

It's easy to think of the past when I write these things, and it's embarrassing.