weird

The Boxue Building is one of the first batch of teaching buildings built in the [-]th Middle School. It occupies a small area and has four floors in total.After more than ten years of accumulation, the pure white brick building is now half old and not new, the handrail of the one-sided staircase is rusty, and the wall paint has been renovated several times.

Their second year of high school has the most students in the three grades, and last year it set a new high in the number of students enrolled in the 700th Middle School in recent years. More than [-] students are divided into [-] classes, the first nine classes are classified as liberal arts, the classroom is on the top floor, the third floor is the teacher's office, and the first floor is the liberal arts classroom.

At 35:[-], the morning reading came to an end, and the students in the classroom could be faintly heard joking and joking in the stairwell, and the sound of reading was completely covered.

Zhuang Yan held his schoolbag in one hand, and walked at the back at a speed similar to that of a turtle crawling. Qiao Feng hurried him up a few steps, looking back at him from time to time, urging him silently, while Zhuang Yan and his gaze would often continue to move forward a little. .

It took about a minute and a half to complete the four floors. Chu Chenwu carried a bag in silence, and walked in the front with an umbrella, leaving Zhuang Yan with a ruthless back of "I don't remember you".

The first classroom is in the innermost room on the fourth floor.The corridor of the Boxue Building is built in the middle of the building, and there are three symmetrical classrooms on the left and right. As soon as the three of them passed by the door of the third class, they heard a burst of cheers from the last class.

Qiao Feng turned his wrist and glanced at the dial, the fluorescent numbers flashed regularly, seeing that there were only 2 minutes left until the end of get out of class time, he thought about something to explain, the first class in the morning was not his, so he just spoke out Stop the two of them: "Hey, you two wait a minute."

The two people in front and one behind stopped at the same time when they heard the words, and looked at him in unison.

"Eh..." Facing the two expressionless faces, Qiao Feng paused, and after thinking about how to speak: "That's right, the seats in the class have been arranged since the beginning of school, and because of solemnity, I asked for a two-week leave. I didn't specially reserve a seat for you. It just so happens that Chu Chen is sitting alone at the moment, so the two of you will work together to be at the same table in the future. It's also fate. I met on the road before I started work. What a coincidence. You two are so familiar and take care of each other."

Qiao Feng's words were astonishing, Zhuang Yan's first reaction was rejection, he turned his head and glanced at Chu Chen, no surprise, this man was as straight as a cedar tree, his eyelids were lowered to look at the tiles on the ground eagerly, and he didn't look at him at all.

"I," Zhuang Yan dragged his voice, pointed at himself in disbelief, and then slowly pointed at Chu Chen: "Same table with him?"

Before putting down Zhuang Yan's finger, Chu Chen glanced at it, feeling irritable for no reason, frowned and refused, "No."

The word "cold" was categorical and merciless, as if he was a dangerous cancer that would be unlucky if touched, a will-o'-the-wisp suddenly lit up in the solemn heart, and he rolled his eyes full of anger.

Boys of this age always have an inexplicable sense of shame, which can also be said to be a side effect of overconfidence.

When the development of a certain thing deviates from the preset track, and I can't control the ending, I will feel irritable for no reason, and then I will feel disgusted with the person or thing that caused this conclusion.

Qiao Feng keenly grasped the interaction between the two of them at this moment, which was not considered to be an interaction. He took two steps over the two and walked to the front. He saw the two teenagers still standing awkwardly, one looking at the sky angrily, and the other silently looking at each other. He smiled and said, "Have you two had any conflicts?"

"No, I don't know him." Zhuang Yan stared at the ice sculpture beside him, and took a big step to the side as if disgusted.

Qiao Feng thought it was a bit funny for such a big and tall man to make such a childish move.

As he walked slowly towards the classroom, he said, "It's not like that."

He seemed to be very interested in the reason for the conflict between the two classmates, or maybe he was pleased by the unilateral defeat of Zhuang Yan, guessing to himself: "Does he owe you money?" He turned his head and pointed at Chu Chen, Pointing to solemnity again.

Chu Chen stared at his pointing fingers, lowered his eyelids and shook the accumulated rainwater, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Solemn didn't say a word.

"So you owe him money?" Qiao Feng asked again.

Majestic and speechless: "Hong...Mr. Qiao, although the sun in the east seems to have risen more than half, but, may I ask if you haven't woken up?"

Qiao Feng stretched out his hand and pushed open the classroom door that was ajar, hehe smiled and didn't speak again, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

The moment Qiao Feng pushed the classroom door open, there was a loud clang, and a huge round iron bucket fell from the sky to almost completely cover his emaciated upper body, followed by half a bucket of bone-chilling cold water. His head poured all over him.

The moment the water poured down, the water splashed everywhere, and the solemn body reacted faster than his brain. He subconsciously tightened Chu Chen's wrist, and both of them took two steps back in unison to avoid the danger of being splashed with water in a large area.

After the consciousness returned to the cage at the speed of light, Zhuang Yan immediately shook off Chu Chen's wrist like throwing a hot potato.

Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and his bewildered gaze met Chu Chen's in the air for a moment, and then quickly avoided it.

The dumbfounding scene at the door did not freeze for a long time, and the next second, the whole classroom screamed like a vegetable market:

"Oh, it's a trick—"

"Hahahaha, look at him—"

"Hahaha, the monitor is still good at playing! Senior high school students, are you surprised hahaha!"

It's a pity that everyone didn't go crazy for too long.

When Majestic and speechless stepped forward to help take down the iron bucket, revealing Qiao Feng's face that had turned from astonishment to livid, the unscrupulous laughter disappeared instantly, and the classroom suddenly fell into a deadly silence.

Qiao Feng wiped his face: "Who did it?"

Everyone was silent, and no one responded.

Although Qiao Feng looked like a gentle and sick disaster on the outside, and usually greeted him with a smile, once he lowered his face, he still had an aura.

It was also a guilty conscience. The people who were chattering just now quickly lowered their heads, huddled their heads and pretended to read books as if nothing had happened, for fear of causing trouble to their upper bodies when they met his questioning eyes.

In this suffocating and awkward silence, the bell for the end of get out of class rang, and Boxue Building instantly came to life, except for class one.

Standing solemnly by the podium with an iron bucket in his hand, Chu Chen, who had nothing to do with himself, shook his seat from the doorway with dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him as a matter of course.

"I didn't come to self-study this morning. You guys gave me a big surprise." Qiao Feng took a tissue from the girl in the front row and kept wiping the water off his face, but his hair was already soaked. As soon as I wiped it off, a few more drops slipped down, and the clothes stuck to my body wetly, looking like a chicken that fell into the water, a bit pathetic, but also a bit funny.

"I don't like it, let me just say it, let's confront each other face to face, don't waste precious water resources." Qiao Feng motioned to the two students in the front row to drag the water from the door, and he restrained his expression: "Say, who did it, take the initiative to stand Get up, don't make me ask a third time."

For a class of students, the atmosphere at this moment is quieter than in class, and it makes people nervous.They quietly looked at each other and shook their heads, and everyone's eyes were in unison looking at a certain position in the last row.

At a glance, Zhuang Yan saw Zhou Dize who was holding his face with one hand under the window frame in the last row, trying his best to pretend to be calm. Zhuang Yan frowned, thinking that he must be this idiot.

As if to confirm his guess, Zhou Dize made an unfortunate grimace at him in the next second.

Tsk.What an idiot.

Qiao Feng naturally noticed it too.

Zhou Dize is the monitor of Class [-]. He was newly appointed for less than a week, and Qiao Feng personally chose him.

A class meeting took nearly 5 minutes to praise how different he is and how suitable he is for this position.It's just that he didn't expect that the squad leader selected by him after careful consideration would be so lawless that he would give him such a big "gift" just a few days ago.

"Zhou Dize." He took off his soaked watch and shook it casually, leaving a sentence: "Classroom office, immediately, immediately, come and see me."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The voice is indifferent but like the voice of a devil.

Zhou Dize put down the hand that was supporting his chin, and writhed the corners of his mouth amidst the gloating crowd of people watching: "Cha."

After Qiao Feng walked away, the classroom finally became lively again.

Zhou Dize yelled angrily: "Who the hell lied about the military situation! Gang Leader Qiao couldn't fucking recognize him!"

"Hey, monitor, I really can't blame me." A boy with a watermelon head weakly raised his hand in the middle row of the classroom and explained: "When I just checked, the senior student was walking in front, and he didn't see Mr. Qiao at all. .”

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Zhuang Yan walked to the back row with goose laughs, threw his schoolbag on Zhou Dize's desk, and asked him what happened with his eyes.

"I really didn't do it on purpose." Zhou Dize scratched the back of his head, "Oh, I did it on purpose."

"My target is him—a senior student." He raised his chin and pointed at Chu Chen who was sitting in the second-to-last row in the next corridor: "Didn't it mean that you and him had an enmity?"

Zhuang Yan glanced at Chu Chen's upright back, puzzled: "What do you mean by being a senior?"

"Haven't you heard?" Zhou Dize deliberately let go of his voice, and said, "This Chu Chen has stayed in the second grade twice. It is said that everyone in the same class as him has gone to college this year, and he is the only one who is still in the second year of high school."

Zhuang Yan's eyes bulged when he heard the words, and he asked suspiciously: "You know again?"

"The whole class knows about it." Zhou Dize said, "Look at his gloomy look. They all said that this man is so cruel that he sent all his good brothers to prison."

Before Zhou Dize finished gossiping, a girl from the class next door rushed to the door. She probed her head for a while, and then patted the iron door hard: "Who is Zhou Dize? Your head teacher called you to go to the office."

"..."

The gossip stopped abruptly.

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised, but when he saw that Chu Chen, who was the center of the gossip, was silent from the beginning to the end, writing something quietly with his head down, he couldn't help being even more puzzled.

The volume of Zhou Dize's speech was definitely not low, and the people around him covered their mouths and laughed several times, their eyes were all on him intentionally or not.This feeling of being the target of public criticism should be very strong. Zhuang Yan knew that Chu Chen must have heard it too, but he didn't understand why this man was so calm all of a sudden.

He didn't think that this person was so Buddhist that he could accept the slander of others without hesitation.You know, this is a master who can break a person's arm with a stick without mercy and feel at ease.

But he didn't have time to continue to diverge his thoughts, and the class bell rang.

The one who came in was a female teacher with loose long hair, she looked quite young, and she was also fair-faced.

"This classmate?" The female teacher stood on the podium, wondering why the tall boy in the back row was standing there in a daze, and seemed to be an unfamiliar face: "Is this a freshman who just arrived? Class has already started, hurry back to your seat and sit down." .”

"I..." Zhuang Yan got stuck, wanting to say that he didn't have a seat, but then remembered that Qiao Feng asked him to be at the same table with Chu Chen during the morning reading.

Of course he wouldn't be at the same table as Chu Chen, even if only Chu Chen was vacant in the whole class.

He rolled his eyes, picked up his schoolbag and put it on a row of desks behind Chu Chen, patted the shoulder of the male classmate who looked at him in fear, "You sit in the front, I'll sit with you."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the female teacher was not very comfortable with this arrogant little hooliganism, she tapped the table with the spine of the book: "This classmate..."

She was about to say something when she saw the threatened male classmate packed his schoolbag without saying a word, and quickly sat down in his new seat.

"..."

The class was silent for a few seconds.

Satisfied with solemnity sat down.