let loose

Teacher Wu Zhe of Jinjiang Literature City-"Melting City" has opened a hole, the fairy teacher, the fairy writing, as long as you read it, we are sisters!

Very good, the unseen appearance of these turkeys successfully pleased Song Mian.

Only the newly joined seventh brother who had hardly spoken before typed a row of ellipses, not knowing what he wanted to express.

Song Mian was in a good mood, and after posting an emoji stroking the head of a single dog to show her love, she turned on the screen-snooping mode.

Then the painting style in the group went crazy.

Lin Pingping circled the title of the picture Song Mian posted with a big red pen.

[Sanwa/Pingping: Look, I found something incredible/(smirk)]

[Siwa/Xiao Chu: Damn, Brother Song's wife is too hot! (Spiritual guy is here to report.jpg)]

[Big baby/Xiao Zheng: Spicy and scheming! (Trying to see through everything.jpg)]

[Erwa/Xia Houxi: Oh, my sister has a lot of needs, but it's okay, I believe Brother Song can do it!It’s only been seven days/(cover mouth and laugh)]

[Everyone: / (cover mouth and laugh)]

"Fuck..." With this gossip ability, he can directly enter the magazine as a gossip paparazzi, without having to interview.Song Mian rubbed her hair speechlessly, and pushed it back tightly.

It still needs to be heavy, thinking of Jiang Zhou's dead face with a straight face.

Is there a demand?

Fuck... why did you think of that cold-faced monster!

Song Mian shivered exaggeratedly, got into the bed a few steps, wrapped the air-conditioning quilt tightly, closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep.Three seconds later, he kicked the quilt under the bed.

So fucking hot.

……

At the end of August, the sun was scorching hot.

On the first day of school, there was a sea of ​​people at the gate of No. [-] Middle School, and the streets were full of traffic.Several students in short red T-shirts were standing guard at the door, holding up their horns and speaking warmly and sweatingly.

No. [-] Middle School has a high-end facade, the gate looks "rich and noble", and the high-end face-swiping electric sliding gate is very popular.The two stone lions squat on the left and right, domineering and magnificent.Two bird sculptures on the stone arch pillar spread their wings and are about to fly, lifelike.A large banner with red background and white characters was drawn on the top of the pillar, which read: [It’s hot summer, the sun is shining, thank you old students and new students for choosing our school, let us step into a better tomorrow together! ].

Those returning to school are all high school sophomores. Boys and girls are wearing school uniforms, playing and playing enthusiastically.

"...a broad-minded mind and a long-sighted vision

Vow to work hard and be a good man

Be a good man and improve yourself every day..."

Shengguang High School next door also started school today.The song "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant" was played all morning, and the sonorous and energetic singing pushed the noisy atmosphere to another peak.

Song Mian and Zheng Qiran waited for Chu Qing to resign in front of the guardhouse.For nearly half an hour, the ears suffered from mutilation.

"My ears are fucking going to explode..." Zheng Qiran snarled unbearably, covering his ears in pain, "I come to school to study, not to practice martial arts!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to buy tons of TNT to blow up the gang of unscrupulous grandchildren next door." Lin Pingping gritted his teeth.

Song Mian leaned against the wall calmly, twisted a cigarette and held it between his fingertips, and pressed the brim of his hat to block the ultraviolet rays directly on his face, and said leisurely, "Don't talk about others, our school doesn't seem to be much better."

"...often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the leaves of Kun Huanghua will decline.

When Baichuan goes east to the sea, when will it return?

Young idler, an old beggar. "

The geographical location of Shengguang Gaohe No. 10 Middle School is very special.The two schools are diagonally opposite each other, separated by a big road and a few small shops. It takes only [-] minutes to walk from No. [-] Middle School to Shengguang.

The school radio stations of the two schools have been fighting since the morning.In response to the bombardment of Sheng Guanggao's passionate songs, No. [-] Middle School also played a legendary inspirational poem throughout a person's life: "Long Song Xing" in a loop.

This is not the first time that this happened, and the students are not surprised.When there are any large-scale activities in the school, the two families usually face K, and there are a lot of show operations.

It was another ten minutes or so before Chu Qing's resignation came.

Received the person and entered the school.Song Mian swiped her phone while walking.His mother just sent him a few thousand dollars in his card, asking him to buy some exercise books or something.

The original words are like this: Good boy, although our grades are indeed mediocre, we must have a sense of ceremony.

Sometimes Song Mian admires his mother very much.Can readily accept that his son is a scumbag without getting angry, and can also have fun from it.

The grade list for the second year of high school came out and was posted on the school notice board, and a large group of students crowded there.

"Oh! Don't step on me! Fuck me!"

A short man like a lump of iron was squeezed out by the crowd.Song Mian happened to pass by, and pushed his shoulder against his back, pushing him in again.

"Alas! Thank you, strong man!" Tie Knot shouted from afar.

Chu Qingci had the list in his hand, so they didn't need to join in the fun.

"Oh fuck, who is this?" Lin Pingping took the list, looked it up and down repeatedly, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "What the fuck, Jiang Zhou?"

Jiang Zhou?

Song Mian's heartbeat quickened inexplicably, and she pulled through the list and looked carefully from the beginning to the end. Sure enough, she saw the word Jiang Zhou in the middle of the list.

"Is it that Jiang Zhou from that day?" Zheng Qiran also came over to have a look together.

"Which Jiangzhou was that day?" Chu Qingci was confused.

"It's just the beauty I met when I went out to fight two days ago," Zheng Qiran said with a smile so vividly, "Your brother Song's new wife...wow, that looks, that figure, tsk tsk tsk, brother Song has great eyesight!".

Lin Pingping's eyes glowed green: "The two of you have been flirting with each other. Before leaving, Brother Song even gave each other roses as a token of love. That day was Qixi Festival!"

"It's that hot girl who is dissatisfied with her desires, who sends Brother Song's pornographic novels, and who has huge needs?" Chu Qingci remembered, and said with a smile, "I thought you were joking, but there really is such a person."

The two over there sang and made up stories. Song Mian lowered her head, folded the list slowly and put it in her trouser pocket, and twisted her wrist gracefully.

"People have a mouth, so they have to speak human language. Why can't you two spit out ivory? Do you know how Yang Xiu died?" The corners of his lips were raised, revealing a harmless and kind smile.

"Who is Yang Xiu?" Zheng Qiran asked without fear of death.

"Heh." Song Mian smiled, bent his arms, and punched the two of them.

"Oh... brother, I was wrong." Dare to do it next time, the two gossips covered their stomachs, lowered their heads and admitted their mistake with a smile.

Oh my god, I think several friends are looking forward to this article.I'm having a good time.

This is a sweet article, high school students' silly and happy daily life and their youthful memories of fighting wits and courage with their studies. It tells a fairy tale about the love of two campus male gods.If the article resonates with you in the end, it is my success.

Thank you friends for collecting.

I changed the loyalty to serve the country, and carried private goods, Amway my male god!Huang Feihong!Men should be self-improvement!

"Stand at attention! Hold on tight! Turn right!"

"Look ahead! Walk together!"

Freshmen in the first year of high school start school a week earlier than the second year of high school because they need military training.On the playground, there were several rows of children standing greenly, training in teams, and the instructors were dressed in neat military uniforms standing in the front row of the team, shouting slogans one after another.

The sun was shining at noon, in order to avoid sunburn from affecting the peach blossoms, Zheng Qiran yelled to go to the cafeteria to buy popsicles to eat, and took the opportunity to enjoy the cool.I guess they are all busy visiting the new classrooms and familiarizing themselves with the new environment. The cafeteria is sparsely populated at the moment.

"I think back when my brother was training in the army..."

"I think back when the instructor kicked your ass in public." Before Zheng Qiran could finish speaking, Song Mian answered.

In last year's military training, Zheng Qiran was the best in the whole army.He even scolded his mother directly in front of the instructor, stomping his feet and beating his chest and scolding his mother more than a dozen times in a row, because his game equipment was robbed.

Hand of God, top equipment!Immediately, he was furious, kicked his ass up, and wailed in pain in the football field full of people.

"Oh, Instructor Li's kick, the audience applauded loudly, he's so handsome!" Chu Qingci slapped his thigh and said excitedly while biting a popsicle.

Zheng Qiran resentfully said, "Fuck, you know how to use me as a pastime, why don't you remember what I ordered, brother, how can you say that he is handsome in the first place, right?"

Chu Qingci raised his eyebrows, and winked at the other two: "I don't know if you are handsome or not, there are quite a lot of obscene incidents."

Lin Pingping pushed his glasses: "There is also the incident of being gang-beaten after harassing the school belle..."

"I still remember all this, I don't call it harassment..."

"stop!"

There was bickering here, when there was a sudden roar from the entrance of the cafeteria, the people inside were startled.Song Mian accidentally swallowed the little pudding she had just bitten into her mouth, her throat was so cold that she almost burst into tears.

But he held back and turned around with his usual expression.

The one who yells at people is the "people who see people are sneaky" discipline inspection committee who is in charge of the world and controls the world. Director Huang, whose name is Golden Week.He is quite famous among the students, and the campus gangsters will take a detour when they see him.

Not for anything else, just because he is the director of the Moral Education Department and holds the lifeblood of most people's ability to graduate smoothly.

Those who were yelled at were a few green boys.Probably after the training was over, they took off their military training uniforms and tied them around their waists, with the short sleeves inside rolled up halfway, giving them a very bad image.

The little boy in the lead was tall and thin, with his toes on the ground, a dignified demeanor without any panic, with his hands in his pockets, a posture that no one would like, he looked at the man in the suit and glasses in front of him with a bit of dragging, and said arrogantly: "Who are you?" ah."

After all, I am a freshman, and I have never experienced the power of Golden Week.Song Mian looked at the idiot who might succeed him in the future with pity, and silently mourned for him.

"You actually asked who I am?" Director Huang looked at him suspiciously with disbelief written all over his face.

"Hey! Director Huang, it's been a hard start to school!" Zheng Qiran gnawed on a popsicle like a melon skin and slipped over to watch the excitement.

There were a lot of onlookers, most of them were watching the excitement, just waiting to see how the new student died.

Unexpectedly, Lao Huang suddenly pointed at Zheng Qiran's nose and cursed: "Zheng Qiran! Please explain what's wrong with your hair! You don't even wear a school uniform, you want to go to heaven!"

Zheng Qiran's hair was dyed in the commercial city with Song Mian during the summer vacation. It was the same shop, the same barber, and the same blue hair. Because he thought it was too handsome, he was reluctant to dye it back, and planned to get through today.

People are not as good as the sky.

"Hahahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter.

"Fuck..." Zheng Qiran was yelled so that his hands trembled, and the popsicle fell to the ground with a thud, and he swallowed the ice cream in his mouth with difficulty. He swallowed it too fast and coughed.

Lao Huang pulled him to stand next to the future school bully, suddenly thought of something, and scanned the cafeteria like an eagle with his eyes.

It may be because of the aura, the huge cafeteria is full of tables and chairs, there are girls playing and boys chasing and bickering, but Song Mian still has a strong sense of presence.

In fact, it was mainly because there were a few nympho little girls standing beside him.

Song Mian knew something was wrong, and was sneaking behind Lin Pingping, but was caught.

Lao Huang saw the blue hair of classmate Zheng with the same style at a glance, and he shouted: "Song Mian!"

"Fuck..." Song Mian was speechless.

"You, you!" Lao Huang adjusted his glasses, his nose seemed to be crooked with anger, and with trembling fingers, he pointed to the group of second-rate freshmen, and then to Song Mian: "Follow me to the office!"

The office of the Moral Education Department is on the third floor of Mingde Building, where the teachers also work.From the cafeteria, across the football field and two laboratory buildings is the Mingde Building.

Song Mian was a famous figure in No. [-] Middle School, and everyone knew the title of school bully and school grass, so the way he came here attracted a lot of attention, scrutiny, or laughter.He pressed the hat hard, put on the mask again, and paralyzed himself so as to save people less embarrassment.

After entering the office, by coincidence, the new class teacher of class six, Chu Qingci's mother, Chu Xiaonan was also here.

As soon as Song Mian entered the office, she saw a familiar figure from the back.Wearing the blue and white school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, with long legs wrapped under loose sports pants, he has a tall and slender figure.

"Fuck, it's Jiang Zhou!!!" Zheng Qiran was shocked.

Song Mian naturally recognized it, it was indeed Jiang Zhou.

A lot of people came into the office suddenly, noisy, Jiang Zhou turned his head to look, and happened to meet Song Mian's eyes, and his expression did not change.

Song Mian pulled off her mask, avoiding his sight.

Seeing that the people who came were Song Mian and Zheng Qiran, Chu Xiaonan glanced back and forth between their hair and understood, but still asked Director Huang: "Director, who are they?"

"Xiao Chu, it's just right that you are here. Song Mian and Zheng Qiran are students in your class, right?" Lao Huang finally took off his suit jacket because he was too hot, and said sadly, "Students in your class ignore school discipline and rules, and don't wear them during school. School uniform, not paying attention to appearance, dyeing hair at will, setting a wrong example for students, behavior is extremely bad!"

Chu Xiaonan looked at Zheng Qiran again.

"Teacher, I'm wronged. We dyed our hair during the holiday... Tomorrow we plan to dye it back... Who would have thought that you would see me today," Zheng Qiran weakly explained: "Really."

As school bully and school bully's brothers, Song Mian and Zheng Qiran were well acquainted with Lao Huang. They did not make less progress in the moral education department, received a lot of education, but never repented.

But the crimes were all trivial and trivial, and I couldn't bear the punishment, but I wrote a lot in the inspection.

"I care so much about you!"

Lao Huang slapped the table with his palm.With a slap, Song Mian felt pain for him.It's just that his mind is not on this, he is watching Jiang Zhou secretly.

Jiang Zhou should have transferred from another school, otherwise, based on his appearance, it would be impossible for him to be quiet for so long in a gossip-like place like No. [-] Middle School.

Tsk... can't tell what it feels like.The hands in the trouser pocket hooked up the trousers, and Song Mian stared at Jiang Zhou's back in a daze.

"Song Mian!" Lao Huang slapped the table again: "Where are you looking! How dare you be distracted! Did you know how last semester you were in the bottom of the whole grade! Do you know that you were the bottom one in math in the whole grade! You scored 150 points for the 28-point question! 28! You have the nerve to be distracted!"

"Fuck..." Song Mian's face turned red. To be honest, he really failed the math test and couldn't explain it.He subconsciously looked at Jiang Zhou.

With his back turned to him, Jiang Zhou didn't know if he heard him or not.

"You still dare to swear?" Lao Huang was furious, and seeing Song Mian pouted, he became even angrier, "What is your expression? Ah, you are not convinced, are you? You can say what you want to do! Don’t you want to read this book? Do you still want to read it? Do you want to read it? Just say you don’t want to read it anymore!”

"Read, read, read, I'll read." Feeling ashamed, Song Mian quickly admitted his mistake.

The future school bully standing behind Song Mian sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Fuck, this director is really amazing, it's like saying a tongue twister, without stopping."

"And you!" Lao Huang slapped the table again, this time pointing the finger at the future school bully: "Who am I? Do you know who I am now? Do you know? Shall I show you my work ID? You have no respect, your behavior is the worst!"

"All the stamps that need to be stamped for the transfer procedures are complete, and the name information for entering and leaving the school has also been recorded. In the evening, you can go directly to the sixth class classroom." Chu Xiaonan handed the formalities slip to Jiang Zhou: "The second-year teaching building is away from the school. It's not far from here, you can see it when you walk around the gymnasium, Class [-] is the last room on the left on the fourth floor."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Zhou took the formalities.

Hearing Jiang Zhou's voice, even though he knew that he might not care, Song Mian still felt ashamed and simply pretended to be dead.

Old Huang knew everything: "Song Mian! You are cold, aren't you? You are very delicate! What kind of hat are you wearing when you're all in the house? Ah! Don't take off the hat for me!"

"cough……"

As soon as Lao Huang finished speaking, Jiang Zhou coughed suddenly, mixed with an obvious smile.

Song Mian was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to punch a hole in the ground and go straight in.