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At 100:[-] p.m., the scorching sun scorched the earth. On the football field to the east of the main teaching building of No. [-] Middle School, there were more than [-] students, those in blue and white school uniforms surrounded by those in yellow and red uniforms.

The not-so-tall dean of the grade walked through the two football teams angrily, glanced around and said with his hands behind his back: "Whoever made the move first, stand up for me immediately!"

Lin Jinglei came out from the team of Class [-], Senior [-], and looked at the boy in red uniform who also stood up opposite him with extreme disdain.

Liu Zhihe tapped the two tall and thin teenagers with his fingers: "You two, follow me."

All No. [-] Middle School knew that Senior [-] and Senior [-] were notoriously at odds, and it was only a month since school started, and this was the second time they had fought in groups.The last time it was outside the school, this time it was actually on the playground.

A few days ago, the lottery was drawn for the campus football league, and the two classes who were so lucky to die happened to meet. At that time, the teachers in the sports group were very worried that there would be an uncontrollable situation during the game. The male students in the class fought together.Three or four physical education teachers couldn't shout, and the one who made a lot of noise directly summoned the dean.

This year's freshmen in high school don't worry about being in these two incompatible classes. They made big news when they first came. They are obviously brothers who share the same teachers, but they don't know where the deep hatred comes from.It wasn't just the two head teachers who had a headache, Liu Zhihe, who was in charge of discipline in the first year group, was even more annoyed.There are many people involved in the group fight, and the typical way to deal with it is to use the main criminal to criticize and educate others.He sighed silently, looked at the two male classmates who followed him into the office, he knew one of them, and asked the other: "What's your name?"

The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes stared straight ahead with no expression on his face, and his voice had no warmth: "Yan Zizheng."

"Why are you fighting?"

The room fell into a deathly silence, and the two boys standing side by side didn't look like they should have made a mistake.

Liu Zhihe knew that he couldn't find out the reason for the fight, and there was no need to find out the reason now, the main reason was to let them remember not to do it again next time.

From the corner of his eye, Lin Jinglei glanced at the figure who started to pace back and forth, and he secretly felt that the old Liu head must have lost his mind.

But soon Liu Zhihe turned around and pointed to the corner: "There are rags and basins over there, you go and take them and come out with me."

What way, Lin Jinglei moved to get the basin in doubt, but as soon as his hand touched the edge of the basin, he was grabbed by the other hand.

Then four hands tugged hard at the basin that still had some water, two shoulders bumped against each other, shrugging and refusing to give in, water splashed everywhere.

Seeing this situation, Liu Zhihe shouted: "Lin Jinglei, take a rag!"

Grass, Lin Jinglei let go of his hands with a curse, and reluctantly grabbed the rag at the side, and walked forward in a few strides, refusing to let that kid Yan Zizheng have an advantage.

The glass doors in the lobby of the main building are all crystal clear after cleaning every morning by the cleaning lady. However, there is a large flow of people entering and leaving, and it has long become blurred by scratching.

Standing in front of a row of glass doors more than ten meters long, Liu Zhihe turned around with a serious face: "All the glass doors, start cleaning."

Both Lin Jinglei and Yan Zizheng looked dumbfounded.

"What are you still doing in a daze? If you can't finish wiping, you won't leave school. When will you finish wiping and when will you go home?"

Lin Jinglei swung the rag and walked to the innermost part, while Yan Zizheng walked in the opposite direction of Lin Jinglei with the basin in his hand.

"Come over and wipe together, one by one, one inside and one outside, go to change the basin of clean water, and then go back to get two rags, I'll just watch here, don't be lazy."

Liu Zhihe moved a chair and sat in the hall, staring at the two figures, one red and one yellow.He never thought the best lesson was pain, he thought the best lesson was humiliation.He didn't believe that these two handsome young men could not care about the eyes of the teachers and students in the school.

Apparently he was right, and from the very beginning the two kids showed resistance, waving the rags limply.Liu Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and emphasized: "Wipe it well, if it's not clean, wipe it again."

Lin Jinglei was standing in the hall, Yan Zizheng was standing outside the hall, the two were separated by a transparent glass door, they were so close but wished to stand as far away as possible.

Lin Jinglei viciously crossed Yan Zizheng's face on the glass with a rag, and after meeting the other's gaze, he really wanted to smash the door and greeted his fist on that face that needed to be punched.But he can't, old Liu is watching.A wet rag glides across the glass, leaving streaks that get mushy with rubbing.

To talk about the feud between Lin Jinglei and Yan Zizheng, aside from the fact that Yan Zizheng beat Lin Jinglei’s brother after the high school entrance examination, Lin Jinglei embarrassed Yan Zizheng on the school bus on the first day of school, and Yan Zizheng tripped Lin Jinglei during the military training. What's more, Lin Jinglei stepped on Yan Zizheng's new sneakers before the game kicked off.

Anyway, from the very beginning, they had disliked each other, and this strength was even stronger. In today's fight, their conflict was the source of the fire, and the background of the discord between the two classes was the lead.

The two glared at each other while wiping the glass. If their eyes could really attack, they would be dead forever.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the worst thing was the crowd that was about to swarm in and out. Lin Jinglei was afraid that the piece of glass he had finally cleaned would be scratched and would have to be wiped again, so he stood there sideways, blocking half of the door with his body, today Whoever passes through here will die.

Students from Class [-] and Class [-], who had been free on the playground for a class, arrived first. They were also surprised to see Lin Jinglei and Yan Zizheng being punished for cleaning the glass, and they passed by chattering and pointing.

"Go over there," Lin Jinglei flicked the wet rag to chase the abductee, "all go over there,"

Basically, everyone avoided the glass door that he and Yan Zizheng were cleaning, but someone forced their way in.Lin Jinglei scolded in a low voice with staring eyes: "Tang Shan, you don't fucking understand the words, go over there."

"Yo Leizi, it's voluntary labor." Tang Shan smiled and posted it to mock.

Lin Jinglei pushed the person away: "Go back to work, take out my schoolbag after school, I can't go back."

"no problem."

All the students in and out of the hall were high school students, and when they passed by, they all looked sideways. In just one class break, there were two handsome guys from the first year of high school in the hall downstairs who were fined to wipe the glass for fighting. Everyone came out to watch the excitement.

Under Liu Zhihe's repeated inspection and supervision, all the glass doors were wiped inside and out in the last class.The two people who were let go returned to the class one after the other. If there was not a teacher in the corridor, they might fight again.

In the classroom where Class [-] was doing self-study, all the boys in the class were forced to stand on their seats.

Seeing Lin Jinglei coming in from the front door, someone whistled, "Hey, Hero Lin came back alive?"

Lin Jinglei flicked his wrist, walked back to his seat and said, "Damn it, I don't want to see glass anymore in my life."

"Leizi, do you need to block people after school?"

"Blocking!"

Pressing the time after school, a black cloud appeared, and the raindrops fell without hesitation.

As soon as the bell rang, noisy students squeezed out of the doors in the long corridor, and the upstairs and downstairs became dark, and the flow of people slowed down in the lobby on the first floor, and those without umbrellas were watching the rain and stood still at the door of the teaching building.

Yan Zizheng didn't bring an umbrella either, but he still squeezed through the crowd and ran towards the gate without hesitation. The boy was tall, long-legged and had a schoolbag on his head. His light-colored school uniform and short sleeves were soon wet by the drizzle.

He strode very fast, scurrying left and right in the crowd after school, his right arm was twisted by someone during the chaos of the fight in the afternoon, and it was aching.

"Ah Zheng!" came a shout from behind.

Yan Zizheng knew it was Zhaoyu when he heard the voice, and he shouted without looking back: "I won't go with you!"

You Zhaoyu always ran fast, he tried his best to catch up with him, and gave Yan Zizheng the umbrella in his hand: "I know you won't go with me, here, I have an umbrella, didn't you bring it?"

Yan Zizheng pushed back the umbrella: "I don't need it, you can use it."

"I took the school bus when I went out. I really can't let the driver pick it up. I don't need this umbrella. You are not afraid of watering, but Xiaoqing is. Take it."

Only then did Yan Zizheng grab the umbrella and hurried away.

If Crazy Qiao hadn't kept them from school late, Lin Jinglei reckoned that he would have blocked Yan Zizheng. When he came out with his schoolbag on his back, Class [-] would have fucking locked the door, and all the students on duty would have left.

This is obviously because the two class teachers were afraid that they would continue to make appointments outside the school after school, so they negotiated that one would be after school normally and the other would be late.

It was only 10 minutes late, and there was no one in the teaching building. Most of the people who went downstairs were from Class [-], Senior [-]. Tang Shan, who was singing while going downstairs, was kicked by a male student next to him. Foot, after closing the sound, immediately follow everyone to say hello to the person coming down the opposite staircase.

"Hey Principal!"

Lin Guodong nodded, and stopped to look at the foolish figure talking to the girls in the same class.

Lin Jinglei felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he let go of the hand that was holding the girl in front of her by the hair, cleared his throat, and reluctantly said in a drawn out voice, "Hi, Principal."

He could feel that Old Liu must have told Comrade Lin Guodong about his fight. He had seen Principal Lin's eyes for more than ten years now, and he was very familiar with them.

Lin Jinglei giggled and continued downstairs: "What are you guys doing after tomorrow's holiday?"

Those around were stunned when they heard this, Tang Shan laughed out loud: "Are you stupid, today is only Thursday."

"Damn, is it Thursday?" Lin Jinglei counted the days again and his shoulders dropped, "It's boring, I thought I didn't have to get up early tomorrow."

When I came out of the teaching building, I saw a school bus that hadn’t started yet. A few people started to run wildly in the rain like a big escape. I thought that the school bus would not be crowded after coming out so late, but I didn’t expect it to be overcrowded. The rain made most students They all gave up and went back by bike.

Lin Jinglei was the most annoying and often squeezed together. He usually rides to and from school, but it is unsafe to ride with an umbrella on rainy days and it is too stupid to wear a raincoat, so he rides the school bus when it rains.

The door of the car was obviously impossible to get in, the driver was still yelling to go back, just like the back of the car was a bottomless pit, Lin Jinglei was standing outside the car, drenched in the rain, because he let two girls, he might not be able to go here Twice, I regret that he is a blind gentleman.

The people in the car are all crowded, and the master is still stuffing them in. If you are stubborn with him, he will yell at you to death.

Lin Jinglei anxiously waited to squeeze into the car, and after a while, he was completely soaked. He walked to the back of the car in a few strides, and knocked on the windows of the last row.

The girl sitting by the window thought he was busy, so she opened the window with great effort.Lin Jinglei reached into the slit, pushed hard, and the window opened wide. He quickly threw the schoolbag into the car first, then pedaled on the outer edge of the car and got in nimbly.

When he landed on the laps of the two girls, there was a long scream, and he covered his deafened ears: "Oh, don't shout, move your legs over there to let me pass. "

Tang Shan laughed so hard that he was about to twitch from a few people away, the car moved forward, he choked on his own saliva, and coughed continuously, making the people around him hide away in disgust.

Lin Jinglei finally squeezed to the aisle and stood up straight. He tousled his messed up hairstyle: "Where the hell is my schoolbag?"

The Second Primary School ends at 04:30. At this time, there is no one on the campus. There is a little girl half-kneeling on a chair by the window of the guard room, looking out of the window, counting one by one the people on the diagonally opposite road. The clearer zebra crossing after the rain washes away.

Her big watery eyes suddenly lit up, she jumped off the chair, picked up her schoolbag and ran out: "Oh! Brother is here! Brother is here!"

Yan Zizheng ran across the road, ran to the door of the guard's room, picked up the little guy who pushed the door and ran out, then nodded to the guard's uncle, then turned and left.

He didn't dare to stretch his right arm, so he used his left arm to hold the child, and gave the umbrella to Yan Ziqing: "You take the umbrella, and give me your schoolbag."

The little girl probably noticed the pain in her brother's right arm. After taking the umbrella, she didn't hand over the schoolbag, but hugged it to her chest. She held the handle of the umbrella tightly: "Brother, are you fighting again?"

"No," Yan Zizheng adjusted the position of the umbrella while striding forward, "Stay closer to brother, don't get wet, or catch a cold."

Yan Ziqing blinked her eyes, lay obediently on her brother's chest, watched the raindrops falling from the umbrella and said nothing.

Lin Jinglei swore that he really didn't want to take the school bus anymore, it was even more difficult to get up and down, and he almost didn't get off when he got near his house, and he got off the bus only after having intimate contact with all the students standing in the aisle.

Braving the rain, he trotted all the way into the building area, and finally realized that what was missing in the schoolbag he found was his key when he got upstairs.

He clenched his fist and slammed on the door, and it took a long time for someone in the room to open the door for him.Seeing that it was Lin Tai who opened the door, he was displeased: "I didn't hear the knock!"

Lin Tai curled his lips: "My mother's kitchen is chopping dumpling stuffing, so I didn't recognize the knock on the door."

Lin Jinglei scanned the room and asked, "Is your father back?"

"No," Lin Tai couldn't help it, "Brother, looking at you like this, you must have caused trouble again."

"Go, go, you are everywhere."

Leaning out of the kitchen, a woman carrying a kitchen knife said loudly, "Jing Lei is back."

"Ah, I'm back, auntie!" Lin Jinglei replied in the same decibel.

Then he immediately poured out all the contents of the schoolbag and checked on the sofa what else was lost. He picked up the monthly exam score sheet and looked at it with a smile on his face.

Lin Tai came over curiously and expressed his incomprehension: "I said brother, what is there to be proud of when you are ranked second to last in the year group."

"You know what a fart," Lin Jinglei scratched the name of the last person with his nails: "I'm also fucking proud of the last one."

The piece of paper was quickly rolled into a paper ball, and after a parabolic motion, it fell into the trash can. The place where Lin Jinglei scratched it with his nails was printed with three words, Yan Zizheng.