Beyond The Outline

After Shao Zhan finished speaking, the discussions in the class stopped abruptly.

The classroom was dead silent.

After knowing the class schedule, the students in Class [-] quickly established a class group, which has no teacher for the time being.The original intention of establishing a group is to have a place where we can cry together with our comrades-in-arms, look forward to our devilish high school life in advance, and encourage each other to live strong.

In addition to the teacher and school bully not in the group, the god of learning is not there either.The fact that Xueshen is not in the group is entirely out of admiration for idols, and I am embarrassed to add friends, not to mention that Shao Zhan has asked for leave, and someone who has been in the same class as Shao Zhan in the first year of high school said that he does not watch the class group.

Unexpectedly, this moment would create a chance for them to gossip.

In this strange silence, someone in the class group spoke first.

[Student A]: Wow.

[Classmate B]: Well, what's the situation with them?Doesn't seem right?

[Student C]: I have a piece of news here, which is not true. It is said that the school bully was caught climbing the wall and was caught by the god of learning.

[Student A]: Wonderful, where did you get the news?

[Classmate C]: The dormitory supervisor is the second uncle of a cousin of one of my classmates. I heard it from him. Although the relationship is a bit far away, it should still be credible.

[Student D]: The school bully and the god of learning aren't getting married, are they worthy of being the god of learning? Even the school bully dares to move, does the warrior know? @李明yong

[Li Mingyong]: ... I don't know.

[Student D]: I dare not look back, the Warriors will broadcast, how does the bully react now?

[Li Mingyong]: ... I dare not look at it either.

[Classmate D]: Be brave!Is it a man!

Li Mingyong replied after more than ten seconds: The reaction...it looks...a bit dangerous.

In Xu Sheng's mouth, the candy that had just been crushed into several pieces melted, and the taste was so strong that it rushed up all at once, making him stunned.

The first thought after being stunned was: Are you, he, mother, sick?

Only Shao Zhan threw the plastic stick into the trash can at the back as if nothing had happened, opened the seat and sat down with Xu Sheng across the aisle that was either wide or narrow.

"Why is it so quiet today?" The math teacher entered the door with a triangular ruler. She thought that she would be a few minutes late and the class would be in chaos.

The math teacher is young, less than 30 years old, with short hair and vigorous and vigorous. She put down the triangular ruler, picked another piece of chalk from the chalk box, broke it with one hand and said, "I have the second lesson today, and I have previewed it in advance. Come on, have you solved the few questions left?"

Everyone flipped through the books one after another, and there was only the sound of flipping through the books for a while.

Xu Sheng exhausted all his quality and rationality in his life, so he didn't rush to ask you if you were sick.

He originally planned to catch up on sleep in class, but now he was no longer sleepy, opened the book, followed the teacher and listened to her explain two formulas for the first time.

Whether you hear it or not is another matter.

Xu Sheng managed to slow down, and in the middle of the class, the news sent by Zhang Feng burned out his remaining rationality.

Zhang Feng: I heard that Xue Shen robbed you of lollipops?

Xu Sheng:  …

Zhang Feng is eager to eat melons: Is it true? The news just came along from the fourth class, why did he snatch your candy?

This kind of rumor was passed around ten times and hundreds of times, and the whole thing changed when it was spread later. It can be said that Xiao Ming's grandfather lived to be a hundred years old, and that Xiao Ming has no grandfather.

Xu Sheng: You are all boring.

Xu Sheng: No candy.

Xu Sheng: He

Xu Sheng hadn't finished typing "He's just crazy" when someone knocked on the edge of the table.

"Mobile phone," Shao Zhan said, "received."

When Shao Zhan said this, he didn't even turn his head. He just reached out and tapped the edge of his desk twice with a pen during the lecture break.

Xu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed angrily.

He licked his back molars, and threw the phone directly into the belly of the table with a "bang".

He felt that if he endured it any longer, he would really get sick from anger.

When Xu Shengzhen was angry, he habitually had a smile on his face, just like the time he threatened people outside the Internet cafe. At first glance, he thought he was quite calm: "What do you mean?"

Li Mingyong dragged the chair to the side.

Shao Zhan hooked his pen and briefly outlined the key points of the formula on the page. He didn't bother to care about the candy-eating and mobile phone guy next to him. Because the class teacher hinted at him several times in the office, he managed to squeeze out a little patience and said: " Small talk is prohibited during class time."

Xu Sheng: "Whether I chat or not is none of your business?"

"If you don't understand the four words forbidden to chat, I'll try another way," Shao Zhan spit out two words instead, "Shut up."

"..."

The front desk also started dragging chairs.

Xu Sheng didn't give in. He leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair and said, "I only say it once, don't worry about me."

The temperature plummeted, and the atmosphere became more and more delicate.

"I'll only say it once, if you want to talk, you can," Shao Zhan raised his head, let go of his hand, put the pen down, changed the subject, and said in a cold voice, "After the chat, hand in [-] words."

"..." Xu Sheng was speechless.

"Are you still talking?" Shao Zhan asked.

"If you don't talk, turn your head back and listen to the class."

Xu Sheng acted recklessly and domineeringly in Linjiang No. [-] Middle School, and was hit head-to-head for the first time.

He had never seen someone who was not afraid of him, and had an attitude of "whether you accept it or not, you have to obey me".

Rumors intensified, and rumors of the rivalry between the school god and school bully spread from Class [-] to Class [-] along the corridor. In the end, not only the sophomore group was collectively shocked, but the entire high school was boiling.

Shao Zhan's "famousness" is different from Xu Sheng's.

From the beginning of the school with the highest score in the high school entrance examination, let alone the whole grade, almost the whole school knew that there was a top student in the sixth middle school.

No. [-] student number, no matter whether he has been ranked first in the major exams or minor exams, he has not come down, the first exam room is a permanent guest, and more and more big-character posters are posted at the school gate, all of which are certificates of merit.

It's really hard to connect the two together.

Playing with mobile phones, passing notes, sleeping, eating, and reading comics have all become a thing of the past for Xu Sheng, but he has memorized a lot of school rules for no reason, so that when Zhang Feng sent a message to ask whether he would go to the Internet cafe at night, he almost replied. : It is strictly forbidden to go out after school.

When Xu Sheng replied to the message, the school bell had already rang. He unplugged the power bank, got up from his side and replied: Go.

The last class was adjusted from the previous class, and it was still biology, just like yesterday.

The biology teacher assigned the homework on the stage, compared the selected homework questions with the class representative, and glanced at Xu Sheng walking out.

She just ran into trouble with Xu Sheng yesterday, and it was the first time she saw such an unruly student. She was determined to tidy up, and said in a deep voice, "Xu Sheng, come out."

The biology teacher stepped on high heels and walked over several rows of empty desks and chairs, and took him to the end of the corridor where no one passed by and stopped: "You haven't handed in your homework yet?"

Xu Sheng found a nearby railing to lean on, and hummed: "No."

Crowds poured out of the nearby class, and the biology teacher was furious: "If you don't know how to write, just listen to the class! Just say that you can't do it?"

Xu Sheng's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and it didn't hurt to hear this kind of conversation too much.

I can even spare some time to look at the murals hanging on the corridor wall. There is a portrait of a person in a gray-brown photo frame, and an inspirational quote is underneath.

He was called back by the biology teacher saying "what do you want to do in the future".

The biology teacher spoke in a thin voice, she raised her voice, and pierced straight like a needle: "What's the difference between you and those people who are just waiting to die - you don't have any thoughts in your mind, you don't like anything, I don’t know what I’m going to do in the future, I just dawdle all day.”

This wave of people after school was finally over, and the corridor was empty, with few people.

Xu Sheng, who had always been eloquent and undefeated in battles with his teacher, did not reply for a long time.

- Boss, where are you?

- I've played three rounds of the game, didn't I say I'll meet you at the old place.

- are you coming yet

Zhang Feng waited bitterly in the Internet cafe, and finally took out his mobile phone and typed the last sentence: If you don't come again, my mother will urge me to go home for dinner!

By the time Xu Sheng came back to his senses and found where he was, he had already got off the bus.

He stood near the station for a while before replying to Zhang Feng: I have something to do, so I won't come.

In front of you are familiar alleys and very old-fashioned buildings. Even if the walls are repainted every year, they still cannot cover the old and ruined lines inside. The branches and leaves of sycamore trees on both sides of the road are crowded together, and the warm cicadas shroud the branches and leaves together. along the whole street.

Xu Sheng walked along the street for a while, and the sky was getting dark. He stopped, and in front of him was a small abandoned warehouse. It was unknown what kind of goods this warehouse was used for, and the iron gate had already rusted.

Xu Sheng put his hand into the neckline of his T-shirt, and pulled out a brass-yellow key along the unremarkable thin black string. He usually looks ostentatious—wearing a black string around his neck is nothing, and no one pays attention to it.

Knowing that the door was difficult to open, Xu Sheng held the doorknob with one hand and pulled the door tightly, then inserted the key in, turned it open, and there was a harsh "creak" sound when the door was pushed open.

This warehouse is only more than 20 square meters. There are many empty paint buckets lying on the ground.

There is no painting bench, and there is only a half-meter-high old cargo box in front of the easel for people to sit on.

Both sides are full of drawing paper.

A few model paintings torn from teaching books were pasted on the wall, and a few pages of sketches were scattered on the side of the cargo box. The top one was a painting of Xiaowei.

Xu Sheng didn't know what he was doing here, he closed the warehouse door, stepped up in two or three steps, and sat on the used cargo box for a while with the light from the skylight.

He put one foot up on the bottom rail of the easel, staring at the blank easel in front of him.

Put a blunt 4B pencil in the card slot.

When the little light that came in through the skylight was gone, Xu Sheng suddenly kicked his feet on the ground, got up from the old cargo box, and stuffed the key back into his collar.

The bus runs at long intervals, every half an hour, Xu Sheng went out once and returned to school just in time for the school to close.

In the past, this would not be a big deal, just go over the wall and go back, but now he has a shadow over the over the wall.

And for some reason, the right eyelid started to twitch for no reason.

Xu Sheng vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart. When he flipped up and squatted on the fence with his legs bent, he saw the familiar school uniform at a glance, and found that God might indeed be playing with him.

"You have nothing to do." Xu Sheng said this for a second, took a deep breath and said, "... are you squatting here on purpose?"

Although Shao Zhan temporarily took over the position of Disciplinary Committee under Meng Guowei's repeated pleas, it was purely a coincidence that he was not so free: "I'm not that free."

He is not idle, but the overturned wall happened to be in front of him, so he couldn't ignore it.

Shao Zhan said again: "Come down."

Going down is a [-]-word self-criticism.

Xu Sheng was planning to have a good discussion with him, but the momentum he was going to jump down before was lost, and the strength of his feet was out of balance——

As soon as Shao Zhan walked under the wall, his eyes were completely white. The clothes on Xu Sheng's body were blown back by the wind, and he looked like a white bird from a distance. However, this bird could not escape the gravity and was heading towards fall.

"boom"!

All of a sudden, the sky was surging with wind and clouds, and there was a loud thunder from nowhere, and the entire night sky began to flicker amidst lightning and thunder.