Cold violence

Old Huang stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, and his tone was a little mysterious: "This semester, I plan to add a study committee member to the class committee, and find the best student in the class to take this position..."

When the class became quiet again, Lao Huang knocked on the podium and said to the audience: "Well... Zhou Yu's grades are obvious to all, otherwise Zhou Yu? What do you think?"

Zhou Yu was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, the good mood just now was ruined by this sentence.

He subconsciously wanted to refuse.

This behavior of arranging him at will made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

What do you mean, the last time I asked for his opinion, I already rejected it, and it wasn't enough?Or are you being too euphemistic in your own words?This time you plan to directly push him to the top so that he can't refuse?

If so, he is not.

Most of the students in the class are newcomers, and they have only heard of Zhou Yu, the number one name in grade.

In the past, Zhou Yu only liked to stay in the classroom and seldom went out. Except last year at the New Year's Eve party last year when Zhou Yu cooperated with the whole class to perform, everyone watched it from a distance across the stage, and they lost their impression.

"What do you think? Don't keep silent."

Lao Huang asked again, but everyone didn't know each other, so no one could say anything.

I only heard a calm but slightly cold voice say: "I don't think it's very good."

Everyone looked in the direction of the owner of the voice, and saw the white-faced young man next to He Chu in the back row standing up straight with some displeasure, but he just turned his gaze towards the podium with empty eyes.

Anyone who looked at that face would think it was amazing, but he said expressionlessly:

"I refuse. You can consider others."

Why do you have to bring up the old things again when you were rejected last year?Zhou Yu supported the table with his left hand, his right hand hung loosely by his side, and his little finger was gently hooked by He Chu.

He looked down, and He Chu shook his fingertips.

"It's okay." He mouthed.

Zhou Yu smiled, then raised his eyelids to see Lao Huang's ugly face.

"It turns out that Zhou Yu is him... Tsk, why don't you give the teacher face?"

"Why are you pretending to be noble? You don't even want to be a class leader, and you don't want to make any contribution for the class?"

"It's great to study well? You actually talk to the teacher like this."

Those words came to Zhou Yu's ears word for word. He stared at Lao Huang and waited for him to get angry, but Lao Huang just waved his hand at him and said helplessly:

"Forget it, no one will force you if you don't want to be. Sit down."

Probably because Zhou Yu repeatedly rejected him, he was a little disheartened.

After all, he is a good student. For a year, he also knew that Zhou Yu was an arrogant master and could not be forced.

Zhou Yu sat down slowly again, lowering his eyes to listen to the movement around him.

"Why doesn't Lao Huang say anything? Is he partial to this kind of person?"

Zhou Yu turned his wrist with some discomfort, not knowing what to feel.

"Partiality" is exactly what Zhou Yu dislikes about Lao Huang, sometimes he would rather Lao Huang criticize him severely once.

But people are like this, because some people are "used to", they are easy to be arrogant and do their own way, regardless of whether they should be like this in the eyes of others.

But Zhou Yu just wanted to go against Lao Huang.

Because in the eyes of Lao Huang, it is a privilege to study well, as long as you study all the things that have nothing to do with study, it doesn't matter.

Zhou Yu was number one in the next grade, Lao Huang wished he could treat Zhou Yu like a treasure, it is a good thing that Zhou Yu studies well, it would be even better if he could make more contributions to the class, it is a pity that Zhou Yu is alone I am used to it, and the concept of "class collective honor" has long been lost in my heart.

And he hates Lao Huang's "partiality" behavior from the bottom of his heart, because in his eyes, Lao Huang thinks grades are the most important. As long as you have good grades, you can do whatever you want in school as long as you don't violate discipline. .

- It's not fair to others.

So Zhou Yu always wanted to be criticized once, not for anything else. He felt that as long as Lao Huang criticized him again, he would feel better in his heart. teacher.

"Unhappy?" He Chu's hand shook slightly under the table.

"No, it's just annoying."

Zhou Yu sighed, and after hearing Lao Huang appoint someone he had never heard of as a study committee member, he whispered, "Why is he so concerned about letting me be a class cadre?"

There was a little resentment in his words, but his tone was steady as if he was not asking a question.

"Do you think you're capable? But I think it's important that you look handsome." He Chu pinched Zhou Yu's little finger, his hand was already chilly, and he thought about making Zhou Yu warmer this winter That's good.

"I think you, the monitor of the class, also rely on your face to get into the position?"

Zhou Yu turned his head away and spoke in a bad tone.

——Only when he was in front of He Chu would he show a little willfulness.

"Rely...Brother, it depends on ability, okay?"

"Rely on what ability? Rely on the ability to brush your face?"

"That's not true, who can swipe your face better than you." He Chu smiled, "Don't you really think that I am an excellent monitor? Don't say 'no'! Otherwise, I will be very sad..."

Zhou Yu was amused by his aggrieved look: "Yes, you are the best."

The first class of the new semester was always spent tidying up idle chores. When class was over, Lao Huang Lin went out and suddenly called Zhou Yu out. He Chu looked at Zhou Yu's back when he left, and his face darkened.

Why didn't Fairy finish talking in one breath in class just now, and Fairy called him in front of the whole class again, isn't this showing Zhou Yu's face...

Being called out on the first day of school... What will Zhou Yu do in class after that?

"What's the matter with you? Is it difficult for you to be a study committee member?"

Lao Huang brought Zhou Yu to the corner of the back door of the class, and his tone was not friendly, presumably he was very concerned about Zhou Yu's behavior of not giving him face just now.

If I remember correctly, this is the second time that Zhou Yu has rejected him on the matter of class cadres.It's hard for anyone to think about it.

"Well, it's hard."

Zhou Yu lowered his head slightly to look at Lao Huang, and took a step back in order to keep him at eye level as much as possible.

Zhou Yu has always disliked his homeroom teacher. Since the first year of high school, the look in this man's eyes has made him very uncomfortable.

He deliberately lowered his eyes, trying to show his "majestic" temperament, but Zhou Yu just felt uncomfortable.

It's like when he was locked in the yard alone when he was a child, and someone stared at him.

The look that Zhou Yu wanted to call "wretched" was projecting on his face through the lens.

It's just disgusting.

Obviously I am a hero who only focuses on achievements, and now I am teaching myself again because of this kind of thing.

Zhou Yu wanted to roll his eyes, thinking of what this person once said, that if he needs to get good grades in the exam to win glory for the class, he couldn't help but want to maliciously resist this person.

He felt that the more he grew up, the more distorted he became in his heart. He could remember many small things for a long time, and he could make those things take root in his heart, and finally grew into an extremely distorted towering tree.

He bears a grudge, very much.As long as this matter does not turn over in his heart, he will keep saving it until he can resist it.

That's why he refused so mercilessly when Lao Huang spoke today, so now he can stare at the teacher's eyes very impolitely without fear.

"I remember you didn't want to be a class representative last year, did you?"

Lao Huang rolled the mathematics book in his hand into a cylinder, tapped it twice on the palm of his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Do you know that your behavior was very rude to me just now? If it wasn't for me, I didn't want to argue with you, you know What does your behavior mean?"

Zhou Yu really rolled his eyes in his heart this time, before seriously answering:

"Yes, I don't know, I don't know. If you want to say this, you directly assigned me a position in the class without asking for my opinion. Is it also a kind of disrespect for me?"

What is impolite?What do you mean you don't want to argue with me?who do you think You Are.

"Do you know how many people don't want the position of study committee member?! It's very honorable to be a study committee member, do you know..."

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Why do you have to hold me like this?Since you are not in a good mood like this, why bother with me?

You said that if everyone wants it, then give it to them?

After finally getting better, she was spoiled by this person again, Zhou Yu didn't want to face him with a good face.

"As a student, do you dare to talk to the teacher like this? It's very uneducated for you to talk back like this..."

"No, I'm not educated." Zhou Yu interrupted Lao Huang's words a little impatiently, and repeated: "No one taught me."

What this said was that he didn't save Lao Huang any face.Upbringing?He is uneducated in front of this kind of people who he regards as "mercenary".

"Do you think you can do whatever you want in class if you study well, and feel that the teacher can't control you anymore?"

"I never said that. These words are your own opinion of me."

"What's your attitude? Do you speak the same way to the elders in your family!?"

"Of course not..." Zhou Yu smiled, and before Lao Huang could speak, he said:

"I just thought you were right about what you said last year." Zhou Yu stood up straight, leaning his back against the wall, and said with a smile, "I just need to learn to win honor for the class. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back first." Well, I will strive to study hard and win honor for your class."

After speaking, he bowed to Lao Huang, opened the door of the classroom and walked in.

Study members.Rare?Zhou Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, laughing ironically.

"Study well is awesome, even dare to shake the teacher's face."

He heard someone say this.

"That's to say... What's the use of being good-looking, so it's this kind of person."

Someone said so.

"It's not unusual for the study committee members to think how much face they have..."

Zhou Yu glanced lightly, and the man immediately fell silent.

When he heard these words, he suddenly realized that his behavior was extremely abnormal, and his words were so shameless.

But at that time he couldn't help it, and now those thoughts have not stopped at all.

It seems that a big drama has already been staged in my heart, and the eight directions of the world are making noise together.

But no matter what—

"No one can force me to do something I don't want to do, no one."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look gloomy, but when he saw He Chu cast a puzzled look at him, he adjusted his expression to a gentle state in an instant:

"It's nothing, school starts, pretend to be aggressive."

Then, thinking of what he had just heard, he smiled at He Chu again, and asked slowly, "He Chu, do you know what a public enemy is?"

Already seems a little crazy.

The more you talk about me behind my back, the more I can put those words on the table.

You want me to overhear, the more I have to let myself speak and listen.

Nothing, just pretend to be a public enemy, nothing more.