silent sample

When school started on Monday, Tang Yuan took soy milk in one hand and entered the classroom while stepping on the bell for morning reading. He was seated in the second-to-last row, at the same table as his class committee member, who was the only one who entered the top [-] in the grade according to Yang Qifan. of.

Yang Qifan was worried that his class would be shaved by another class. In Tang Yuan's view, it was purely unfounded. The head of the school committee performed steadily in his daily life and ranked in the top ten. If he failed to get into Class A in a mere monthly exam, it would be better than him, the No. [-] student in ten thousand years. It is difficult to pass the five exams.

When Tang Yuan sat down, Yuan Qian was rubbing his head and wiping the book. With just one glance, he guessed what was going on, and immediately asked, "Who made it?!"

Yuan Qian didn't speak, and carefully divided the pages of the book. The book was crumpled, and the edges were full of unclear sticky threads, which were obviously glued.

Tang Yuan fished over to look, the pages were tightly stuck together, Yuan Qian didn't know how long it took to wipe them, the few pages that were luckily separated were either in tatters or covered with dirt.

"It's all like this, so what's the point?" Tang Yuan took out his English book and wanted him to take it for copying, but he weighed it and found something was wrong.

He opened it.

Hold.

Stickier than him.

From the side came a few people who had succeeded in laughing.

Tang Yuan dropped the book and stood up, "Are you sick?"

"Sick? Who is sick?" Zhu Hua laughed eccentrically, "Who can be sicker than a person with a fly in his pocket."

"It's better to have something than someone to eat."

Tang Yuan smiled instead of anger, "I heard that the protein content of that thing is high, and eating too much can nourish the brain."

"Who the hell are you talking about? I'll tell you whether you believe it or not." Zhu Hua yelled at him with an astonishingly loud voice, and the classroom fell silent.

However, before the show could begin, the English teacher walked in, "Tang Yuan, what are you doing, you didn't hear the bell, sit down."

In Zhu Hua's gloating eyes, Tang Yuan sat down.

wait.

fool.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, silently provocative.

Or Zhu Hua is a simple-minded person who can't be provoked, just this one sound made him swear at people and smash books. went back.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Yuan Qian picked up the book for him and whispered.

"Who doesn't know who is involved, a bunch of grandchildren."

The reason why Yuan Qian accepts everything is because he is used to being bullied. His family background is not good, his parents are farmers, and he was admitted in the county. If you say that every class has this kind of class, but their family may be particularly bad. kind of.

I don’t talk about food and clothing, but there was a parent-teacher meeting. His father came here. He looked like a man in his 50s and 20s. Years, dirty and not slippery autumn is still patching.

It's been these years, who still wears patched clothes, since then Zhu Hua and the others have started to trouble him, not many times, and they have done it in a covert way, and if they find it, they will call it a prank, and it is useless to respond to the school, and the reaction will intensify .

The previous sneaky times, most of which happened in the dormitory, poured water on the pillow and sprinkled instant noodles in the quilt, Yuan Qian didn't say anything, Tang Yuan still knew it from others.

Knowing it, he couldn't pretend he didn't know it. Yuan Qian wanted to bear it, but Tang Yuan forced him to find the teacher. He said he wanted to change the dormitory without saying anything else.

He inquired with classmates from other classes, and then went to Lao Tian and the dormitory manager to make soft and tough calls. This Tang Yuan is very self-aware, but if he shows one-tenth of the flattery he used to deal with Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu and his dog-licking nature, what? Things can't be done.

In this way, after a lot of twists and turns, Tang Yuan successfully changed Yuan Qian to the only vacant bed in another class.

Relying on reincarnation to bully poor young people is nothing.

And just like Zhu Hua, how can it be regarded as a good birth.

Look down on this and look down on that, and this is even worse.

Yang Qifan secretly passed a note to him, telling him to keep calm, the school has zero tolerance for fighting, whoever strikes first will touch the high-tension line, let alone the fifth in the class, even the first in the grade will be punished.

Tang Yuan took a deep breath again and again, and took out an English paper to do.

This is pretty immoral.

They had already finished all the courses before the third year of high school, and after that, there was an uninterrupted systematic review. The books were all notes. Different people have different writing habits. Where can he find books and copy them out? The copies come exactly the same.

Tang Yuan felt annoyed while doing this, so he simply put away the pen, rested his forehead on the edge of the table, and hid his hands to send a message to his sister.

Tang Yuan: [The autumn wind is picking up, remember to add clothes. 】

Tang Sirong: [I know, you too. 】

Tang Yuan: [I was flattered to reply in seconds (little man shed tears)]

Tang Sirong sent an emoji of patting the dog's head, 【Aren't you going to class today? 】

[It's on. 】

[Put down the phone. 】

[The English book is broken, the line is disconnected. 】

[If you work so hard, can you still use it? 】

[It's useless (the villain is wronged). 】

[Then I'll give you mine, go back and ask mom where she kept it. 】

Satisfied, Tang Yuan sent two emojis of dogs dancing.

He has a problem, he likes to use his sister’s for everything, and this phone is also the same. The fruit machine that Tang Sirong eliminated in his senior year had insufficient memory. Tang Yuan deleted most of the photos in it. Afraid of crashing.

The battery is even worse, and it is hard to say whether it will last until graduation.

Tang Sirong asked him before, and he said that a strong and excellent sister like her can use her things to feel safe and lucky, and Tang Sirong patted him on the head like this.

She just started working this year, and when she got the salary, she asked to buy him a new one. Tang Yuan didn't want it. He usually has two points and one line at home at school. .

Tang Sirong then agreed to buy it after his college entrance examination, as a graduation gift.

Of course Tang Yuan can use his sister's English books, but those are all textbooks from seven years ago, the knowledge points must be different from now, and he is a person who likes to write everything down in books.

How else can I say that Zhu Hua stepped on this point hard.

There is absolutely no end to this.

Tang Yuan sat up and found that Yuan Qian was carefully wiping his book with a wet tissue that he didn't know where to get.

He looked at it for a moment, then grabbed it without saying a word, and threw it into the drawer.

What else to wipe.

The first class in the afternoon is with Lao Tian, ​​this person is their homeroom teacher, he teaches Chinese, his name is Lao Tian, ​​in fact he is not old at all, he came to teach their class just after graduating from university, he is about the same age as Tang Sirong, but much more vicious than Tang Sirong.

"It's all up, cheer up." Lao Tian stood on the podium, overlooking the circle below, accompanied by the sound of the blackboard eraser tapping, "For the papers in this class, take the two papers issued yesterday afternoon and evening self-study come out."

She shook hers, but she didn't shake it off, and a puddle of unidentified mucus fell freely from the bottom.

What is self-evident, Lao Tian immediately turned livid and stared wide-eyed, "Who did it?"

There was no sound in the classroom, and no one claimed it. Lao Tian picked up the two balls of papers soaked in glue to show the public. The scene suddenly became a little funny. kick.

"You don't want to listen to my class, do you? Okay, then don't take it." Lao Tian suppressed the fire and threw the two unformed papers into the trash can. Huh? I have nothing else to do, right? In this case, how boring it is to sneak around..."

"Report to the teacher." Tang Yuan raised his hand unhurriedly, "It's Zhu Hua."

"You fart!" Zhu Hua stood up abruptly.

"No fart, I saw it with my own eyes." Tang Yuan said again, continuing to use his dry, drawn-out tone.

"What's going on?" Lao Tian turned to Zhu Hua.

"What evidence does he have to say that I did it?!" Zhu Huafei pointed at Tang Yuan, "You say me, and I still say it's you! Stop spitting blood!"

"Did I do it?" Tang Yuan smiled, picked up his English book in the same posture as Lao Tian, ​​and shook it twice.

The only difference is probably that Lao Tian's is still fresh, and his current is so hard that not a single drop can flow out. "As for me making myself so unhappy, whoever does the most bullying knows it in his heart."

Zhu Hua's expression changed.

"Come out." Lao Tian waved to him.

Zhu Hua was still staring at Tang Yuan.

"Get out, do you hear me!" Lao Tian shouted at the door.

Zhu Hua went out through the back door, his jaw trembling with anger, and when he passed Tang Yuan, he gouged out his eyes.

Tang Yuan looked at him with a smile, the ups and downs of his eyes were somewhat innocent, his eyes were straightforward, seemingly full of new and old hatred, but it seemed that he was just trying to teach him a lesson.

That appearance seemed to be saying, did you see it, this is really called framing.

After the evening self-study get out of class, Yang Qifan came over and put Tang Yuan's shoulders and said that he would go back with him.

This kid is very popular, he has a lot of friends every day, and it is rare to find Tang Yuan on the same road.

"Go to the toilet first." After Tang Yuan sorted out his things, he threw his schoolbag over his shoulder.

"What kind of toilet, can't you hold back for a while, I'll be home soon."

"That's you. I've been on the road for half an hour, and you want to suffocate me."

"Yes, then I will go with you, hurry up."

The two hooked up and walked towards the end of the corridor. Yang Qifan couldn't help laughing a few times when he thought about Zhu Hua's embarrassment in the afternoon, "I didn't come back all night, and Lao Tian probably left him in the office to write a review. I died laughing because of his writing style." , What flowers can be written, maybe I will cry when I get on the podium."

Laotian is young, and he doesn’t know how to be instructed by any expert. He has his own way of dealing with problem students. He punishes the parents and calls them children. Start with [-] words.

After you finish writing, you have to read it in front of the whole class. You will pick out the sentences, paragraphs and structures for you, and rewrite it within fifty minutes until you are satisfied.

She also teaches the class next door, and when she is excited, she will pull people to listen in, which is more ruthless than the school's loudspeaker broadcast.

"I asked for it." Tang Yuan said.

Yang Qifan's arm was at a suitable height, and it was quite comfortable to wear. Tang Yuan simply relaxed his shoulders and walked half leaning on him.

"Don't tell me, I was really worried that you were going to beat him up during the morning reading session."

"Am I free?" He beat up and called his parents, but his parents were not free.

"Young and energetic, Yuan Qian has been bullied by him to such an extent, if you want me to go all out... Hey? Why are you still doing cleaning?"

There was a no-entry sign at the door of the toilet, the lights inside were on, and the master was flushing the water. Seeing them, he pointed to the upstairs.

Tang Yuan turned and went upstairs.

"Do you have to do it? You can't hold it back for a while." Yang Qifan shouted from behind.

"I have a kidney deficiency." Tang Yuan replied to him.

After the evening self-study for a while, people had almost left, Tang Yuan went up to the third floor.

The toilet on the third floor didn't turn on the light. When he walked to the door, he raised his hand to touch the wall when he suddenly felt something. The next second, he backed out.

At the same time, footsteps came from behind him, and someone passed by him. Tang Yuan tensed up, and when he realized that he was about to stop him, the person had already stepped by the door.

"Be careful." Tang Yuan shouted.

However, it was too late, with a sound of "啪!", the impact was heavy and fierce, and Song Yichuan was caught off guard and was slapped to the side.

He quickly propped himself up against the wall and managed to stand still. At first, he couldn't react. After two seconds of silence, he suddenly raised his head.

Under the dim light in the corridor, Zhu Hua's angry face just ran into his field of vision.

Seeing that he had slapped the wrong person, Zhu Hua didn't apologize at all, instead he said, "Where the hell did you come out..."

He didn't say the following words, Song Yichuan lifted his foot and kicked him in the stomach, kicking him so hard that he knew that he didn't stay strong just by the sound.

Zhu Hua fell backwards, but none of the three people who followed him caught him, they just let him bump into the pool, and rolled to the ground screaming and howling.

Song Yichuan was forced to take two steps back, Tang Yuan saw his face clearly.

He yelled in his heart, seeing that Song Yichuan was not about to give up, Tang Yuan rushed up and hugged him.