A little sweetness is always in him

There is basically no teacher to guard the self-study in the morning, and it all depends on the self-consciousness of the students.

Even the students of No. [-] Middle School sometimes take leave to go to the toilet, stay in the toilet, and do not want to go back to the classroom.

After all, there are seven or eight classes to come, and they must listen carefully.

It's also early self-study, and you can relax now.

Nanze is one of them, although it is his nature to love to play.But this time he still went to inquire about the news, and stayed in the bathroom with Pu Yan and his group.

Of course, Tang Lan was among them.It's purely a physique to join in the fun, otherwise he wouldn't be able to enter the game three or four times...

"Hey, have you heard? The evil gods fought yesterday!"

Pu Yan was squatting on the concrete platform beside him, eating his unfinished breakfast.

"Evil God? My benefactor... Qiao Mu? He can beat people?!"

Tang Lan's eyes popped out, it was hard to believe.

Nan Ze also squatted aside and listened to them, Qiao Mu did not tell him the truth yesterday.

"Oh, don't believe it! I heard that the one who fought was from our class, Monk Xiao from class two. That thing is ranked second in ten thousand years, who knows how they clashed... But fighting on the first day of school is a Really!"

While rejecting the bread, Pu Yan didn't forget to gossip.

"But he looks very deserted! And the absolutely rational kind... He doesn't seem to be so impulsive to fight!"

Tang Lan was a little bit aggrieved, he didn't believe that Qiao Mu was the kind of impulsive person.

Listening to what they said, Nanze murmured casually: "It should be about the stairwell..."

Pu Yan and Tang Lan's eyes lit up in an instant, and the breath of gossip rushed to their faces.

"Brother, do you know again?"

Tang Lan didn't seem to believe it.

"Don't be a fool, Brother Ze!"

Pu Yan gnawed on the bread and cast a fiery look at him.

Nanze sighed, a little helpless.He originally came to inquire about news, but why did he become a provider of news?

"What the hell are you talking about Xiao? Yesterday he had some quarrels with Qiao Mu. But I don't know how the two got into a fight. Qiao Mu's cheek was bruised. I don't know what happened to the person who fought with him. ..."

Nan Ze was also angry when he said this, he teased Qiao Mu yesterday for forgetting to ask what it was all about.Although Qiao Mu fell asleep in the car, he carried Qiao Mu upstairs and applied some medicine to his face by the way.

But today it still looks very obvious... Damn such a handsome face was injured!

"Oh! I know that the one who was beaten was from the second class. There was a classmate of mine before the second class. I heard that the beating was terrible! It was helped by the teacher to the infirmary... I don't know that the evil god was punished What."

Pu Yan said again, and then he frowned tightly and shook his head slightly.

It seems that he is worried about how severely Qiao Mu will be punished.

"Ah--I think my benefactor must be right! It must be the fault of that surnamed Xiao. I really don't know what benefactor was punished..."

Tang Lan pursed her lips and crossed her hands.

The three of them still wanted to gossip about it, but then there was movement outside the bathroom.

Pu Yan understood the current situation very well, and quickly asked them to find a room to hide in.

It is estimated that this group is from the student union to investigate people, and if caught, points will be deducted.

With long legs, Nanze casually entered an empty compartment.

Tang Lan was a little flustered, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.The footsteps were getting closer, and his heart was beating faster and faster.

Finally, he was pulled into the same room by Pu Yan.Before Tang Lan could react, she bumped into his arms.

Of course Pu Yan didn't care, she just pulled him into a half-squat and covered his mouth with one hand to keep him quiet.

The footsteps became more and more obvious, and then he slowed down as he walked in.

He also deliberately knocked on an empty door, lowered his voice and said loudly: "Students staying in the cubicles pay attention to go back to class early!"

As the sound slowly dissipated, the footsteps also pulled away.

After a while, the surroundings became very quiet.

The three people came out of the compartment, Tang Lan just felt a little weird.

But it's very exciting. It seems that Pu Yan often hides from the student union like this...

The three of them went back to the classroom together, and Pu Yan threw the unfinished bread into the trash can in the bathroom.

It's already more than half of the morning self-study when I go back, and the people in Class [-] are just doing their own things quietly.

Today's Class [-] students also seem to have inquired about the new students who transferred yesterday, and some of them just came up to say hello regardless of their shame.

Nan Ze and Tang Lan were not disgusted with their enthusiasm, after all, they were in the same class.

Apart from not being able to listen to Nanze's class in the morning, there were other signs.

At least the book is still on the table, and the place where the pen should be written has also moved.

The later the shift, the looser the order of the teacher's discipline.

Class [-]'s teacher's requirements are not very high, as long as people don't sleep and listen to the class quietly.On the other hand, Tang Lan, as soon as he was in class, he was very sleepy, and he tried his best to keep himself awake.

But in the end, he only supported himself on the table with one hand and pinched his face with the other, reminding himself not to fall asleep from time to time.

The two classes in the morning were extremely long, and I finally had to do exercises during the big break... But at least I didn't have to continue the class, so I could relax a bit.

Nan Ze followed the team to the queue of Class [-], Grade [-], but he basically never studied the school's inter-class exercises seriously... This was a bit difficult, but fortunately, there was another back-up—Tang Lan.

At school, I also did fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, and activities such as exercises between classes, and I basically never participated in them.

When the two were in trouble, Yang Xuetao, the teaching director, appeared on the rostrum. He took a microphone and informed the radio station that he would not do exercises today.

There was something important to say, and the students below started discussing it one after another.

The fight yesterday was the only thing that the whole school knew about...

Of course, there are some supporters of Qiao Mu who simply don't believe that evil gods will beat people up.

Scholars like them can reason, so they are determined not to do anything.

And how could a person like Qiao Mu who is very rational about everything do anything?

Yang Xuetao stood on the rostrum, cleared his throat with the microphone, and said, "Quiet! We don't do exercises during the big break today. Let's talk about two things."

Sure enough, the dean's majesty burst out at once, and the audience became much quieter.

"First of all, let me announce the results of the top ten outstanding students of each grade in the last semester. Those who read their names, please come up to receive the award... Please encourage them with warm applause and learn from them!"

One is for the junior high school, and the time for awarding the awards is inexplicably longer.

It was estimated that more than half an hour passed, and it was almost close to the end of class before the awards were barely handed out.

The atmosphere of the students below jumped out again, and the focus of their concern came.

But Yang Xuetao showed an unsightly smile, and the students below doubted the authenticity of the fight.

"Let's congratulate Qiao Mu, a student from Class [-], Senior [-], for winning the first prize in the city's physics competition!"

Qiao Mu did not expect that the award would be announced at this time. He had just received the top ten awards and went up to receive the award again.

He stood and opened the certificate of honor, and the teacher who took the picture below smiled at him and encouraged him for his grades.

The applause from the audience was very warm, as if they thought it was over for two things.

Yang Xuetao's expression changed, and he said again: "The second thing is about the fight yesterday!"

He lowered his voice and told Qiao Mu not to leave.

As he spoke, those who fought yesterday lined up next to him with their 800-word self-criticism.

Before putting down the certificate of honor in Qiao Mu's hand, he had to stand on it with an 800-word self-criticism in his arms around the corner.

The applause stopped, and some students below showed an expression of exclamation.

They couldn't believe it at all, their evil gods would actually fight? !What a rational person!

It seems that sometimes there is no smell of fireworks in the world, people who are so cold and indifferent, who don't like anything... actually fight? !

Yang Xuetao handed the microphone directly to Qiao Mu, and then whispered: "Qiao Mu, you take the lead in reading the self-criticism, and give them a sample."

Qiao Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he took the microphone calmly.Chen Ren, Yang Jihua, and Xiao Shang, who looked unhappy and smug, stood aside with their self-criticisms.

"I'm Qiao Mu from Class [-], Grade [-]. I don't deny the fight yesterday...Although Xiao Shang made insulting remarks and personally attacked me yesterday. But I'm just a classmate, and I won't do it again in the future. Pursue. But please control yourself, I reflect on my impulsive behavior yesterday..."

Qiao Mu took the microphone and talked plausibly about the self-criticism in his hand, and he had already spoken more than half of it before he knew it.

Even if the students below are fools, they can understand that Xiao Shang's flirting is justifiable...

"I will review myself in the days to come, and please stop teasing Xiao Shang. If you want to win or lose with me, please race against me on real results.

Reviewer: Qiao Mu, Class [-], Grade [-]. "

After Qiao Mu finished speaking, he handed the microphone to Chen Ren.

He was not afraid at all, and there was no wave on his face.As if he was not at all wrong about this matter...

Xiao Shang's face was distorted beyond words, but he still tried his best to restrain himself.

Chen Ren has long been a frequent visitor of self-criticism, and the 800 words are basically just passing by.But this time, he also pointed out a center.

It was wrong for them to hit someone, but Xiao Shang must have started it.

The microphone was passed to Yang Jihua, whose 800-word self-criticism was written by someone else.

Basically an emotionless reading machine, you will feel relieved after reading.

It was also the first time for Xiao Shang to write a self-criticism, and he had no experience, so he also focused on admitting his mistakes.

Basically it's just water...

Yang Xuetao shouted to stop the four of them, took the microphone and looked down at the teachers and students who were discussing.

"Students should be friendly to each other. If there is any conflict, it must be dealt with in time! Well, the four of you have to run 800 laps before returning to the classroom in addition to the 20-word review! Although Qiao Mu won the award, he made a mistake. We must treat everyone equally! Alright, let's disband!"

With Yang Xuetao's order, the crowd soon dispersed.

The four of them had no choice but to run 20 laps under the careful supervision of Yang Xuetao, and Xiao Shang was beaten a bit seriously yesterday, but his hands and feet are still good.

Nanze was on the side, and took a look from afar.

Tang Lan didn't want to just watch from a distance, so she dragged Nanze and Pu Yan to run there.

Yang Xuetao also generously allowed the four of them to finish the class in one class time, and then suddenly said that he had to go back to the office for a while to make them more conscious.

Tang Lan ran over when the time came, but Nan Ze stared at Chen Ren for a long time.

Unexpectedly, they met here again... Is he really not Aqiao's friend?

Chen Ren also obviously noticed, and took the initiative to say hello to Nan Ze: "Hey! You are also studying in No. [-] Middle School like this? Brother, our fate is good!"

Chen Ren greeted him so directly and proactively, and immediately dismissed his doubts... Logically speaking, he should have avoided it, maybe he really admitted the wrong person?