Fang Ziyu cursed.

His complexion became extremely bad when the vice-principal finished reading "Reporting Criticism".Gloomy, like splashed ink.

Qu Yixian didn't know the specific reason why Fang Ziyu's mood went bad, but he basically guessed something.

"Lu Mianzhi and the others won't care about these things." He comforted him like this.

Just now the vice principal read a long list on stage.

He named and praised two students from the rocket class in the third year of high school, and criticized nearly twenty students.

Among the more than 20 students, except for a few from other grades, the rest are in Class 10, Senior Three.

Yuanqian, Qin Yizhou, and Lu Mian from Class 10, Senior Three made troubles outside the school several times;

Lu Mianzhi was named and criticized twice.

Fang Ziyu's name did not appear in the mouth of the vice principal, but he was still in a bad mood, presumably because he was fighting for the other three friends.

Qu Yixian can fully understand Fang Ziyu's mood at this time.

He knew the ins and outs of Lu Mianzhi and the others' troubles outside the school. In his opinion, the two brothers of the Chen family had dirty mouths, and the beatings were their own fault.

There are also other times, in the rice noodle restaurant, the punks who renege on their accounts and do not want to make trouble are beaten on the ground; when they buy drinks at the vending machine, they beat the gangsters who pretend to be drunk and pull girls on the ground...

In Qu Yixian's mind, these are all acts of bravery.The method may be wrong, but it should definitely not be punished with a warning.

But even if he was punished, Lu Mianzhi probably wouldn't mind.

He didn't like the way of teaching in N City.

He loves sleeping more than going to school.

"It's just a warning, no punishment." On the way back to the classroom, Qu Yixian comforted Fang Ziyu, "The warning punishment will not be written into the file, and the school will cancel it after a while."

He read the student handbook of No. [-] Middle School last night. He remembered clearly what would be punished and what would be demerited.

Fang Ziyu shook his head, and after a while he said in a muffled voice, "It's not because of this."

The next class is physical education class, 5, 6, 9, 10, the four classes are held together, and almost no one returns to the classroom.

Several other classes hurried back to the classroom for class, walking ahead.Qu Yixian and Fang Ziyu were not in a hurry, they walked slowly behind the crowd.

The stairwell on the west side was empty.

Fang Ziyu took three steps in parallel, walking up with his head depressed.When they reached the platform, they told Qu Yixian, "I'm not there."

"Yuanqian and the others fought and caused trouble five times, and I participated in three."

"They fight, and I fight too. But they are the only ones not me in the list of being reported and criticized."

"……Oh."

So...was it a bad mood because you felt left out?

Qu Yixian was ignorant of what he heard.He couldn't figure out the hearts of human beings, couldn't say words of comfort, and didn't know that he could keep silent at this time, so he had nothing to say: "Why are there only them and not you?"

The air condensed for a moment.

Fang Ziyu's complexion became even worse.

Qu Yixian was at a loss.

Fortunately, the other party just stuck his neck in silence for a few seconds, and then said sullenly: "That girl did it."

"That girl wants to marry my father."

Everyone in the class knows it.

Even if he doesn't say it now, his new deskmate will know about it later.

"I want to come into my house and be my mother."

"It's disgusting."

"I just know how to please my dad."

"Do not know at all……"

They didn't know that treating him differently from other students, on the surface, was for his own good, but in fact it would make him unable to get along in school.

Everyone was pointing at him behind his back.

—— "Fang Ziyu was called to the office again."

——"The vice-principal seems to know him."

——"What's their relationship? Are they relatives?"

——"No, no, it seems to be... Isn't Fang Ziyu's father that one?"

—— "No wonder, last time the physics teacher in the rocket class asked him to ask him if he didn't understand. He obviously didn't teach him."

I'm so annoying.

Fang Ziyu's face was sullen.

It was the first time that Qu Yixian saw Fang Ziyu hating someone so much.

Fang Ziyu in his impression can tell funny jokes and make exaggerated expressions.He would joke about being kicked by Qin Yizhou, and when Lu Mianzhi refused to play and wanted to sleep, he would ask "what's the matter with you, Dad" in grief and indignation.

In short, he is a very funny person, who has always been heartless.

Qu Yixian was even more at a loss.

Fang Ziyu has returned to her usual appearance.

"Don't talk about such a bad thing." He rubbed his face, put his elbow on Qu Yixian's neck: "Let's go, we'll go back to the playground after we get the ball."

"I asked the group of people from Class 5 to play a game in this class. You will watch from the sidelines and see how I beat them up to call them dads."

Qu Yixian was still not used to Fang Ziyu's quick switching, he was stunned for a moment, and then said "hmm".

Human beings don't seem to be happy on the surface, but they are happy in their hearts.

Qu Yixian looked at Fang Ziyu, remembered this in his heart, and planned to go back and ask Liang Yi.

The two walked into the classroom shoulder to shoulder.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw Lu Mianzhi sitting in the back row of the classroom.

Lu Mianzhi had a cold face, sleepy and indifferent.

He looked up at them, exuding a gloomy aura of "I'm not easy to mess with now".

About half an hour ago—

Lu Mianzhi knocked on the door of the infirmary.

He is a regular visitor to the infirmary.The school doctor raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and played the game again.

"There's no one inside, you make up your own bed and rest... Hey, you didn't bring your own pillow today?" The school doctor was a little surprised and stopped playing games.

Lu Mianzhi was not in a good mood, and said "hmm" slowly.

The school doctor pointed to the cupboard: "Then take a pillow from the cupboard."

"Before I leave, put the quilt and pillow back in the closet like before."

Lu Mianzhi walked slowly towards the cabinet.

He was sleepy.He casually took a set of pillows and a quilt from the closet and threw them on the bed, without taking off his school uniform, and lay down on it.

The air conditioner in the infirmary was turned on very low, Lu Mianzhi pulled the quilt, and took a corner to cover his lower abdomen.

Put your elbow across your eyes to block the light.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, 45 minutes.

Lu Mianzhi spent a class lying on the small bed in the infirmary like a corpse.Hearing the marching music on the trumpet, he lowered his elbows irritably.

He was obviously very sleepy in the classroom, so sleepy that he wished he could sleep for three days and three nights, but now he was in the infirmary, but his energy was not good.

Nor is it spiritual.

But just can't sleep.

Want to sleep, but just can't.

Maybe it just doesn't feel right.

It may also be that the pillow in the infirmary is not good.

As soon as he mentioned the pillow, Lu Mianzhi remembered his lost pillow again.

He became more and more irritable, turned over twice on the bed, finally got up, and stuffed the pillow and quilt back into the cupboard.

"There are two classes left, you went back so early?"

The school doctor put down his phone and looked at him squarely.

Lu Mianzhi ignored him, and went out directly.

The next class is physical education, and there is no one in the classroom. He plans to go back to the classroom to find the feeling that made him sleepy before.

Just lying on the table for a while, I heard the sound of the classroom door opening.

The new classmate his front desk hooked up with entered the classroom.

Seeing him in the classroom, she stood in front of the classroom and waved at him.

Lu Mianzhi was extremely irritable, with a terrifying and indifferent expression.

But soon, he couldn't be indifferent anymore.

He found the feeling of falling asleep.

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