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"The day before yesterday, I skipped class all afternoon and stayed out at night. I skipped class all day yesterday and stayed out at night again. In addition, I skipped class all morning today. It adds up to two days and two nights."

Mao Fei stood at attention and listened with lowered eyes, without saying a word, knowing without thinking that it was Zhuang Qiang's complaint.

The counselor tapped on the table with his fingers: "Is this the case, Mao Fei?"

Mao Fei nodded obediently: "Yes."

"It's only been three days since school started, you're so arrogant." The counselor's surname is Zhong, and his daughter is just going to leave. He is a crazy dad who can't hold back his baby all day long. His name is Zhong Benjiao. He said, "In the future, my daughter If you don't learn well like you, I will hold her hand."

Mao Fei wanted to say "You don't want to", just thinking about it, his little face was blushing, in such a big office, many instructors and teachers were there, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head when he was being scolded in such a large crowd.

Zhong Ben raised his chin proudly: "Be more conscious and start making a statement."

There was only a pair of handcuffs on his body, and Mao Fei reviewed it: "The day before yesterday...I felt uncomfortable. I slept in the dormitory in the afternoon, and at night...go, to my cousin's house."

Zhong Benjiao: "It's not a problem to visit relatives, so why did you skip class the next day?"

Mao Fei: "Still sleeping, sleeping until night, then developed a fever, was sent to the hospital by Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao, and came back at noon today."

Zhong Benjiao thought about it, and asked, "You can sleep so well in hibernation? Where did you go to play?"

Go to Bowen and play all night, if you don't believe me, ask Mr. Zhuang who is sitting next to you.

Mao Fei said nonsense: "I didn't go anywhere, I... I drank some wine with my cousin, and I felt uncomfortable."

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Zhu Ming, who had gone to the bathroom to wash his face, came back. He happened to meet his counselor at the door and walked towards them together.

With Yu Qian's face, one could tell that she was in a bad mood. She was facing Zhong Benjiao's desk. After sitting down, she looked at Mao Fei and Zhuang Qiang, and went straight to the point.

She said: "Who will explain the video that made a lot of noise first?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, he said to Zhu Ming, "You come first."

Zhong Benjiao was unhappy: "Our child was just blocked and beaten in the classroom by your senior chairman cadre. Thanks to Mr. Zhuang answering the phone at the door, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!"

Yu Qian's face darkened again, and she looked at Zhuang Zhou, who was sitting there in a suit and leather shoes while preparing lessons and listening in. This is the Fa Xiao that Teacher Song Yusong mentioned occasionally, and indeed there is no exaggeration at all, it is really as good as in the praise.

She looked at Zhuang Qiang again, he was standing here filled with righteous indignation, how could he seem injured?On the contrary, the one next to it looks like a flower that is about to wilt.

She asked Zhu Ming, "What's going on?"

Zhu Ming was in a hurry: "I was wrong, but it wasn't as serious as Mr. Zhong said. There was no beating, so I just grabbed his arm and shook it, and didn't make any rough moves."

A piece of skin was scraped on his chin, blood was oozing from it, and the ash on the black down feather hadn't been wiped clean. His face looked extremely wronged, but Zhong Ben was proud to protect the calf: "Will it still hurt my waist?"

Seeing that Zhong Benjiao was pointing at Mao Fei, Yu Qian's expression sank a bit: "What's going on? The dormitory manager said that you went to fight Zhuang Qiang with a hammer last night. You didn't fight enough, did you, and you're looking for this one again today?" , do you want to single out them 214?"

Several people were silent, and the whole office was watching the show.

Yu Qian was furious, and said to Mao Fei, "What's your name?"

Mao Fei obediently reported his name.

Yu Qian said, "Why does your waist hurt? He did it?"

Mao Fei said: "I pushed it and hit the edge of the table, and strangled me with a scarf, almost suffocating."

Zhu Ming was angry and anxious: "Don't exaggerate!"

Zhong Benjiao knows how to protect his weaknesses, and Yu Qian also favors her own students. At any rate, she was brought up from the university and used by her side. She frowned slightly and looked at Zhuang Zhou: "Teacher Zhuang?"

Zhuang Zhou said steadily in the eyes of everyone: "He turned his back to me and grabbed this classmate. When I entered the classroom to stop him, I only heard him scolding."

Yu Qian was a little relieved, but she heard Zhuang Zhou continue to say, "Although the two insist on their own opinions, we can do a little verification."

Zhong Benjiao reminded: "There are no cameras in the classroom."

"No camera." Zhuang Zhou said and looked at Mao Fei, "I was pushed and hit hard, and my back hurts?"

Mao Fei let out a "hmm", thinking that this is very painful and five points of it was hit by you, it depends on how you pretend to be a wolf with a big tail.

"Then let's look at the injuries." Zhuang Zhou said to Zhu Ming again, "If there are bruises on his waist, then he is not exaggerating."

Zhu Ming thought quickly. He didn't pay attention to the strength of his hands when he was angry, but subconsciously he didn't want to hit someone, just to scare and frighten him, so even if he did push, it probably wasn't too scary. The clothes are padded.

Zhu Ming thought to himself, this injury can be tested.

Everyone here has no objection, but Zhuang Qiang and Zhong Benjiao want to avoid suspicion, Yu Qian is a female teacher, it is inconvenient, and the job of the injury test falls to Zhuang Zhou.

The new substitute teacher is not familiar with the place, so there is no possibility of favoritism, and he must be fair.

Everyone here thinks so.

After the two of them closed the door of the small storage room, Yu Qian said, "Before they come back, both of you should explain clearly what happened last night."

There are many glove boxes piled up in the storage room, which faintly smell of rust and plastic. The small window by the wall is not open, and the glass is gray, revealing some faint sunlight.

The two looked at each other in silence, Zhuang Zhou couldn't bear it any longer, he stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms and hugged him gently.

Mao Fei was dumbfounded, he was still struggling and he couldn't call out "teacher", now it's all right, it seems that this person doesn't regard himself as a student.

Mao Fei relaxed, buried his head into Zhuang Zhou's shoulder socket and hummed sullenly: "What are you doing?"

"I took your temperature when I left."

Subtext: Why did I have a fever later?

Mao Fei said, "I am weak and have kidney deficiency."

After hearing this, Zhuang Zhou curled his lips and slid his hand rubbing his hair to his waist: "Where did you hit, show me."

"What if it's not green?" Unzipped the coat, and lifted the clothes inside to reveal a white and tender waist covered with strawberries. Mao Fei twisted his body so he couldn't see it. Will you lie for me?"

I thought I would hear a polite refusal, no matter how bad it was, I hesitated, but the "yes" was so crisp and clear.

Zhuang Zhou helped him to press down his clothes, and he had been ill for a while, fearing that his little body would catch the cold again: "And it's really green."

Mao Fei bit his lower lip halfway, he would confront him when he got out, he would get to the bottom of the matter and restore the situation, and he went out to have sex that night when he was sad.

But he didn't.

Zhuang Zhou raised his hand to caress his cheeks and ears, and comforted him: "Go out first, and we'll talk about it later when we go to Bowen."

The palm of his hand left, and he moved towards the door handle. Mao Fei opened his mouth and grabbed Zhuang Zhou's arm the moment the door handle turned: "I didn't have any other reason that night, but I wanted to go with you."

Zhuang Zhou was taken aback, and then laughed a little: "Otherwise?"

Mao Fei stared anxiously, explaining that it was too late, what could be done---

He was kissed with his face held in his hands.

Mao Fei opened his lips slightly, allowing his lips to be gently and hotly kissed.

It was very short, just kissed for two or three seconds.

Zhuang Zhou took Mao Fei's hand and squeezed it: "We've stayed together for too long."

Zhu Ming was arguing endlessly with Zhuang Qiang, neither of them liked the other, and they both cursed in their hearts, "It's this peerless stupid/forced me to vomit".

Ju Ming: "I was indeed wrong. I was passionate, and impulsiveness is really the devil."

Zhuang Qiang: "It was definitely premeditated. You said 'I'll come back later', and when you came again, you smashed the closet door with a hammer, and neither listened to my explanation nor my advice. Hothead!"

"I was indeed wrong." Zhu Ming said this sentence first every time he opened his mouth, "but you didn't explain or persuade me at all. You hit me and beat me when you came up, don't excuse yourself."

Zhuang Qiang was so wronged that he was so angry: "It's unreasonable! Turn black and white!"

Yu Qian patted the table: "Enough!"

Zhong Benjiao also had a headache: "Tell me, why did you vomit like that?"

Zhuang Qiang was so angry that he wished he could splash dirty water on him. Zhu Ming was the one who slandered him. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to tell the truth: "Mao Fei was lying on the bed moaning. I was so scared that I took a sip of toothpaste water. After such a strenuous exercise, it will come back up."

Zhu Ming stopped talking, his eyes pierced Zhuang Qiang, and his whole body was trembling with nausea.

There is almost no one who has not watched that video, and the two guides also looked uncomfortable. Fortunately, the door of the storage room opened in time, and Yu Qian hurriedly asked after Zhuang Zhou approached: "Is there any injury?"

Mao Fei stood upright and returned to Zhuang Qiang's side. He saw Zhuang Zhou nodding his head, looking upright: "Yes, there are just bruises."

Zhu Ming didn't bother to shout bad luck, and without delay, he turned to Mao Fei and apologized: "I'm too anxious, I should have something to say, I shouldn't do anything to you."

Mao Fei thought to himself, pigs scream, pigs scream, you hum, hum, you!

Zhong Benjiao asked: "I just heard the two of them talk about the cause and effect, and now it's your turn. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Not only did you not give the agreed oil painting to Zhu Ming, but you also skipped class and went to your cousin's house, making it impossible for others to find it." I can't get through the phone, and I don't reply to your message?"

Yu Qian then asked: "Is it on purpose?"

Mao Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "On the first day of the winter vacation, I posted an oil painting I drew in Moments. Senior Zhu Ming liked it after seeing it. It was a great honor to chat, until he asked me if I could give him the oil painting before school started, and I said yes, so I brought it to school.”

Ju Ming was extremely nervous: "Mao Fei!"

Mao Feicai ignored him, he was a grassroots person, he was afraid of shit, he had no official position or reputation, and he was afraid of nothing.

"We made an appointment to meet in the evening, but I was so excited that I couldn't wait to give him a gift, so I ran downstairs to them at noon and waited, only to see him take off his coat and put it on for a senior student. My sister disguised herself as a boy and brought her into the dormitory building."

Zhu Ming was furious: "Mao Fei!"

Zhuang Qiang finally waited until the doubts were resolved, but he couldn't hear Zhu Ming interrupting: "Why are you nervous?"

Yu Qian also couldn't hear the noise: "Quiet, listen to him!"

"I followed behind and heard that senior Zhu Ming was going to give my sister a birthday gift, and the gift was an oil painting from me. He lied to my senior sister that the oil painting was specially painted for her during the winter vacation he studied. After I heard I felt very uncomfortable, and the lofty, glorious, and literary image of the president of the literary club in my heart collapsed, and he became a vain and nonsense villain."

"I was disheartened, and I began to wonder if his sudden enthusiasm for me was out of ulterior motives. In fact, it was just a picture of my oil painting. I took off the fan filter... Mr. Zhong, do you know the fan filter?"

Fascinated by the story, Zhong Benjiao hurriedly replied: "I know, you guys like chasing stars and watching idols sing and dance."

Mao Fei glanced at Zhu Ming, stopped humming, and then glanced at Yu Qian, his face was covered with frost.

I dare not look at Zhuang Zhou.

It's time to see, Zhuang Zhou has already understood the meaning, the love in his eyes is so strong.

"The president is no longer my idol, so I don't want to give him my oil painting again. This is my first oil painting, which is very meaningful. Teacher Zhong, can you understand?"

Zhong Benjiao: "Yes! Why can't it!"

Zhuang Qiang suddenly realized: "I can too."

Mao Fei felt relieved, and finally he was going to turn this damn thing over. He concluded: "Afterwards, I also did something wrong. I wanted to get revenge on him for using me, so I hid myself so that he wouldn't find me, so I wanted to Look at him anxious. I am willing to admit mistakes and write a review."

The whole office was quiet, watching a good show.

Zhong Benjiao remained silent, waiting for Yu Qian to speak.

Yu Qian looked at the way Ju Ming shrugged his head: "Is that the case? Do you want to prove your innocence?"

Self-proving innocence?How to prove?Take out your phone and look through the chat history?Or call the girlfriend who is an innocent party?

If there is no one, it will only prove its vanity, and it will only become darker and darker.

Zhu Ming opened his mouth: "I am also willing to admit my mistakes and write a review."

Zhong Benjiao said "ah": "Don't worry. If Mao didn't paint for you, you would break into the house and rob him with such dangerous tools. At least you two vomited, otherwise you two were really impatient. Who could stand this?" hammer?"

Yu Qian knew what Zhong Benjiao was going to say, and she also went through the injury test, so she couldn't say nothing.

She said, "Did you hit Mao Fei again in the classroom, or for the oil painting?"

Ju Ming pleaded guilty: "Yes."

"The plot is extremely bad." Zhong Benjiao sighed again and again, turned around, and faced Qiandao, "We have to report criticism."

Yu Qian really couldn't imagine it, she really hated iron but not steel.

She could only say, "I'll take care of it."