why don't you laugh

Chen Bing restarted the audio playback.

Immediately, the loudspeaker uttered a melodious and majestic roar: "Take a long breath to cover up your tears! I mourn the hardships of the people's lives!" It was so noisy that it hurt my ears a little.

Just like that, Xiao Zhi was able to fall asleep.

Chen Bing gritted his teeth and re-flipped a few pages of the Chinese document, clicked on the audio and waited for a while before resending it.

hjkl: [I won't fall asleep after listening to it this time. 】

Xiao Z: [? 】

hjkl: [I added a suona reverb for you, and there is a hundred rings of hanging guns at the beginning. 】

"..."

The second morning Chinese self-study.

Generally speaking, it's okay to relax and be late, but when it comes to Lu Weimin, it's better to be on time.He was serious, came early, and specially took a ruler and sat by the podium to wait for the students who were late.

The whole class slowly came together and stood in a row in front of the classroom, but the atmosphere was a little solemn.

There was one more person who didn't come.

After a long while, a tall, thin and straight figure bumped into the door, who seemed to be planning to go straight into the classroom, saw Lu Weimin take a step back, and knocked on the classroom door with his fingers.

"Report."

Lu Weimin was waiting for him, and sneered: "Xiao Zhi, you're late again! This week is only Tuesday and I won't talk about it. How many days was I late last week?"

Xiao Zhi didn't seem to wake up, his eyes were filled with gloomy tiredness, he half-closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds.

"Just four or five days?"

"..."

"Only four or five days? A total of six days a week, four or five days late! Go stand in the back by yourself, don't let me invite you!"

After Lu Weimin yelled, he took the Chinese document and ordered everyone to endorse it.

Xiao Zhi walked to the back row of the classroom, still a little sleepy.

Last night, the junior high school student’s suona sound was too damn hellish, causing him to have nightmares in the middle of the night. He dreamed of a boy wearing a junior high school uniform holding a bloody Chinese textbook. He couldn’t see his face clearly. He opened the book with his fingers and said coldly: “ Brother, follow me to learn "Li Sao"?"

Open the book and ask Xiao Zhi to recite the text, and stab him if he misses a sentence. The scene is very bloody.

"..."

Xiao Zhi opened his eyes in the middle of the night, his brow was sticky with cold sweat, and felt that this world was so fucking magical.

There was already a row standing behind the classroom, Xiao Zhi went to stand next to him, one step away from Chen Bing's seat.

Chen Bing had already memorized these knowledge contents backwards before he was reborn, and he was relatively free in his early self-study, so he took the book "How to Deal with the Rebellious Psychology of Teenagers" and read it.He found it near the teacher's publications, and took notes while reading it.

Looking at Xiao Zhi who was so idle with empty hands, Chen Bing paused for two seconds before handing over a Chinese book.

Xiao Zhi didn't understand, and stared straight at him.

Chen Bing pushed the book forward again, and if he didn't answer it based on his expression, he would throw the book directly on his face.

"..."

Xiao Zhi stretched out his hand, hooked a corner and drew it.

Compulsory 2 textbooks.Xiao Zhi knew that Chen Bing didn't use this set of textbooks before, but now a large brand-new page has been filled with notes and content.

Chen Bing's handwriting is quite angular, stroke by stroke, extremely beautiful.

Xiao Zhi pursed his lips, staring at these words, feeling very strange in his heart.

For him, although he usually learns to stretch his hips, sleeps while playing games in class, perfunctory in exams, arrives late and leaves early, he is not unfamiliar with seeing the beautiful side of outstanding students.After all, Brother Xiao was also a decent person before.

He flipped through the book a few times at random, and then came across the ancient text "Li Sao".

……Hold.It turns out that Li Sao is compulsory 2.

Last night, I found the compulsory 1 for about ten minutes.

After class, there was a muffled thunder outside the window, and suddenly it began to drizzle.

In the third class of Lu Weimin's calligraphy class, after finishing writing with a pen, Chen Bing got up to go to the bathroom with some ink marks on his fingertips.

Because of the rain, few students went to the playground, and most of them stayed in the classroom or corridors to chase and fight. Shift 4 is near the stairs, and the toilet is at the other end of the turn.

As Chen Bing walked this way, many people stopped to play and watch him.

Ninth Middle School is a low-level public school that accommodates low-level ordinary students. There has not been a student like Chen Bing in 80 years.That’s why the teachers always say something in class recently: “Recently, a male student was transferred from class 4. He ranked first in the city’s entrance examination last semester, and his name is Chen Bing. If you have time, go and see how he learns. Noisy."

Everyone is very curious about Chen Bing.

But the big tree attracts the wind, and this curiosity is more derogatory.

It was like a little phoenix came out of the chicken coop, and the little chick felt offended.

Chen Bing turned a blind eye and walked through the corridor to the bathroom on the inside.

There were a few smoking boys standing by the window, wearing school uniforms that dropped half of their shoulders, with one hand in their trouser pockets, looking around and joking with each other.

Chen Bing turned on the faucet and concentrated on washing the ink marks on his fingertips.

There was a click in the ear, followed by an unscrupulous discussion.

"Is this the one from Class 4?"

"Lu Weimin's sweetheart. I'm good looking too. I thought it was some kind of nerd with glasses thicker than the bottom of a bottle."

"It looks really good."

"..."

Two or three, with cigarettes in their mouths, commented and picked on Chen Bing.After Chen Bing finished washing his hands and dried his hands with a paper towel, the other party seemed to be unable to stand such delicate movements, so he laughed.

Immediately, he came over: "Xueshen, do you want to get to know each other?"

Chen Bing looked at him for three seconds: "No."

"Don't, let's get to know each other. We will take care of each other in the monthly exam. We don't study well, and the god of learning will take care of you. You won't look down on me, will you?"

Chen Bing said, "It's not that I look down on you."

The other party's foolish words showed that he thought highly of himself.

However, Chen Bing's voice was calm and rational, but it didn't sound like he was communicating with him.

Chen Bing raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, but we have studied well, and we are all very afraid of fools."

The face of the other party went down instantly.

It was raining and the light in the bathroom was very dim, and the other party immediately cursed: "I'm a mother who made a fool of you, shameless, no matter how good you were in other schools before, when you come to No. [-] Middle School, remember it fucking, put you down body, I am your father, I am your father, I am your father!"

His clamor is comparable to a rapper, I don't watch new rap without him.

But the people who echoed by the side suddenly noticed something.

At the entrance of the bathroom, a tall figure swept down.

But the other party didn't pay attention, and was still in the battle: "Don't fucking think that I won't beat you if your grades are good, there are still two years left in Ninth High School, you better apologize to me right now, the one who knows the current affairs is a hero! Otherwise Don't think about it these two years, even if you are a good student, I can turn you into a lump of mud!"

Someone beside him began to grab his shoulder: "Xu, Brother Xu..."

Xu Ercong said frantically: "Ninth High School is my mother's decision, I am the boss of Ninth High School! You'd better remember what you scolded me just now!"

The shadow of the entrance is more pronounced.Xiao Zhi gritted his teeth while biting his cigarette, staring straight at the 4:1 confrontation in the bathroom, and threw the exhausted cigarette into the sink.

Chen Bing didn't look behind him, but asked, "Have you finished?"

Xu Ercong: "?"

Xu Ercong: "It's over."

Chen Bing raised his leg and kicked him directly to the sink and lay on his stomach.

Stretching back his vision, Xu Ercong saw Xiao Zhi standing at the end.His blood started to burn, Xiao Zhi must have heard what he said just now.The embarrassing attribution of the school bully is just on the surface.Xu Ercong yelled: "Huazi, hurry up and call someone!"

The dry and thin man said "Hey!" and ran out from the entrance.He obviously turned a corner and tried to bypass Xiao Zhi, but was kicked back.

Xiao Zhi: "Did you call you a horse?"

"..."

Only then did Chen Bing realize that Xiao Zhi was standing behind him at some point, but his first psychological reaction was "it's over, he saw his fierce side".

Chen Bing wanted to speak, but he didn't pay attention to the dark wind behind him.

The emotion in Xiao Zhi's eyes changed, he stretched out his hand and walked towards him quickly, then pulled Chen Bing's wrist and pulled it back, and then he was stuck under the corner of his eye by the mop stick in the bathroom, and raised his hand to cover his face.

When Chen Bing turned his head, Xu Ercong broke the mop pole in half and shook his hands to use it as a weapon, but was interrupted by this, and all the tricks fell on Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi cursed "Fuck!", raised his leg and kicked it again.

He used to learn how to dance, but in short, he can split his legs very high, and it is not a problem to kick his face directly.

Just kicking Xu Ercong to the edge of the sink, and then pushing down hard, will let him taste the taste of human metabolism.

Xiao Zhi finished kicking, and said: "If we don't study well, we are also afraid of being stupid."

"..."

There was a commotion and commotion in the back, and within half a minute, Lu Weimin's shrill and thin voice rang out: "Xiao——to—"

"You——again—fighted—"

"Are you—are you—teaching or not—"

Hearing his yelling for three days, Chen Bing reacted in his mind for a second, originally wanted to pull Xiao Zhi to persuade him not to hit him too hard, but raised his leg and kicked another boy to the ground again.

Lu Weimin pushed aside the crowd and saw Chen Bing kicking people desperately there.

After kicking, Chen Bing looked sideways and said calmly: "Teacher, I am the one fighting."

Lu Weimin: "..."

After hearing the ins and outs, Lu Weimin didn't know what to do for a while.Young people of this age are full of anger, and they have to touch it to extinguish the fire at every turn, which is really difficult to manage.But as a teacher, his basic standpoint cannot be changed: "In short, it is wrong to fight! No matter what the reason is, whoever strikes first! If fighting can solve the problem, what do we need teachers and learn?"

In the office, Lu Weimin reprimanded him loudly.Xu Ercong is in class 3, and their class teacher can be annoying.

After less than half of the scolding, Chen Bing said, "Teacher, can you go to the infirmary first?"

The side of Xiao Zhi's face was scratched by the pestle, and it was slightly bruised. He lowered his eyes and looked at the floor expressionlessly, with the peculiar stubbornness of a young man.Don't admit mistakes, don't feel that you are wrong.

Lu Weimin understood Xiao Zhi very well.If he had heard someone trouble him because he was good at studying, he would probably have rushed if he was decades younger.At this moment, he waved his hands helplessly: "Go, go."

Nine Chinese Infirmary is opposite to the Administration Building.

The doctor was going to clean Xiao Zhi's wound, but he turned away slightly.

"Look at Chen Bing first."

"..."

Chen Bing stood for two seconds before realizing the pain in his arm.The wound was narrow and slender, concealed by the cuff, it was probably scratched by accident just now.

What Chen Bing wanted to say was to look at Xiao Zhi first, he had already walked to the door, with his hands on the railing, half-closed his eyes to feel the drizzle falling.

His back is clear, his shoulders are wider than ordinary people, but he has a unique youthful air.

After Chen Bing put on the Band-Aid, he came in.

The doctors are familiar with him. An aunt in her 50s smiled straight: "The little handsome guy came to see my aunt again?"

Xiao Zhi acted foolishly, and said cooperatively: "Hello, Auntie. Long time no see, Auntie."

She took the antiseptic bottle and bandage, knowing that Xiao Zhi generally doesn't like to be touched except for serious wounds, so she handed them over: "Take care of it yourself, I have a cold infusion over there."

"it is good."

Xiao Zhi was ready to pick it up.

Two white and slender fingers were protruded from the side, but it was Chen Bing who took them and said, "Then I'll do it."

The doctor thought the two of them were together, so he turned around and left without saying anything else.

Chen Bing checked the instructions for use of the disinfectant water. He had come into contact with some in his previous life, but now he forgot a lot for no reason.With fingertips against the edge of the bottle cap, the ears and necks are particularly white under the light, like delicate porcelain, covered with a thin layer of velvet.

Xiao Zhi glanced sideways for a while, unconsciously clutching his hair with his knuckles, and turned his gaze away.

Even though it was raining, the air seemed muggy.

Xiao Zhi waited for half a minute, and Chen Bing's voice sounded in his ear.

"turn around."

Xiao Zhi coughed: "I can do it myself."

After finishing speaking, I immediately felt a little regretful.

Chen Bing's eyes were light in color, similar to the color of winter ice.Staring at him for a few seconds, there is very little nonsense.

"come over."

The author has something to say: Xiao Zhi: Are you annoying?

love ice: I can, please increase the intensity.