Strawberry West Toast

There are many rules and strict management. The weekend homework printed by the school must be collected on Sunday night. In addition to the workbook and test papers, a weekly diary must be handed in every week.

It turned out that the class also accepted weekly diaries, but Wang Zhen usually handed them in after fooling around with his after-view impressions of the movie. When it came to the facts, it didn’t work. Ma Zhinan would write comments for each weekly diary, and even graded them.

There was no homework in the first few days, the work of representative Ke was relatively easy, and it was even easier for Pei Yiwei who pulled him on board.

Pei Yi's micro-strip reading is no different from Tang Seng's chanting, and the hypnotic effect is only a little worse than the Great Compassion Mantra.Wang Zhen listened for a while below, almost knocked his head on the pen, pinched his arms twice to wake up.

He looked around, those who memorized vocabulary words, and those who did their homework did their homework. Few people were following them obediently, and they all took the department representatives on the podium as mascots.

Wang Zhen was holding back his weekly diary, when Pei Yiwei suddenly put down the book and said, "When the prefect checks, everyone who does their homework will stop."

They were in the third row, and when the prefect came, he and Cai Zhuoxi would be the first to see.

But Cai Zhuoxi didn't seem to be in a panic, and was still digging through English reading questions. Wang Zhen originally wanted to remind him, but there was a disturbance yesterday, and he hasn't said a word until now, and the reminders have become seldom said.

Just as they were struggling, the patrol students with red armbands had already arrived at the door, and the two were a little surprised to hear that Wen Shi's sound of reading was similar to that of mosquitoes.Behind them, the prefect stood at the door with a book under his arm and said, "Put down all your homework! Don't you know it's morning reading time?"

The class was silent for a second, and then those who were looking for books, those who stuffed the test papers, the voice of reading aloud instantly became louder, and the volume quickly overwhelmed Pei's Great Compassion Curse.

Wang Zhen didn't even know what he was reading, so the group of people had already turned the page and started to read a new page.

Pei Yiwei sat at a single table, and Cai Zhuoxi next to him pulled a book wall to separate the gap between the tables. He either looked at the person behind him, or stretched his neck to look at Jiang Yu on the left.

"That boy in the third row," the prefect shouted, "why is he still looking around!"

Wang Zhen paused and looked at Cai Zhuoxi.

"I'm talking about you, and I'm looking at others!"

"That," Wang Zhen thought for a while and said, "Where did you read it?"

The sound of reading in the class stopped abruptly, and the ensuing laughter almost toppled the roof.

"Damn it," Jiang Yu whispered while laughing, "Brother, did you not listen at all just now?"

Wang Zhen glanced at him, and didn't make a fuss. The prefect's face turned dark, and he said, "Come out."

Wang Zhen pointed to himself and said, "Me?"

"Otherwise!" the prefect emphasized.

Ban Li laughed again.

Wang Zhen shrugged and walked to the door. The prefect didn't say anything, but asked him to hand in his campus card and asked the patrol students to register his name.

"No, I was just distracted for a while," Wang Zhen said, "Do you have to register?"

The prefect was very annoyed, and just about to give a few more lectures, he suddenly saw Wang Zhen's ear studs, his face darkened again, and he said, "Take off the ear studs, don't you know the school rules and discipline even if you are a sophomore in high school! "

"It's fake," Wang Zhen said without changing his expression, "It's just for fun."

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, students on the fourth floor came out one after another to let the wind go. Seeing Wang Zhen being lectured by the prefect, they all stretched their goose necks and looked over curiously.

"Picked," said the prefect, "now."

Wang Zhen put on a smile on his face and said: "It's true or not, if you don't believe me, touch it."

Of course the prefect wouldn't reach out to touch him, but his tone was still strong: "Wenshi still has students like you? Who was the former head teacher?"

The "fuck" in Wang Zhen's heart quickly piled up a grass field. I don't know if my uncle didn't say hello to this person, or didn't give him enough benefits. Now that he is not convinced, I'm afraid he won't be able to take the first Chinese class.

Before he could open his mouth, a crowd of onlookers shouted: "Wang Zhen from class eight, he used to study art."

The prefect's face changed, Wang Zhen's face sank, and he shouted over there: "None of your business!"

Ma Zhinan was dragged by Lan Xin and trotted over, seeing the prefect hurriedly said hello: "Mr. Lu, listen to me."

Wang Zhen leaned against the wall and put his hand in his pocket. There were already more than four floors of onlookers, and there were also people on the two floors opposite who stretched their necks to look around, just like watching a cockfight.

Pei Yiwei stood at the window and knocked on the glass, saying, "Teaching supplementary book."

Wang Zhen almost spat blood on his face. This bastard lent him the math teaching aid last night. He said he would return it this morning. He didn't ask him for it just now. Instead, he looked for it when the prefect was hanging. Isn't this sick?

"I'll talk about it later." Wang Zhen said.

"There is a question to read," Pei Yi said in a low voice, "I will take the exam."

"Find it yourself, don't mess up my book." Wang Zhen looked at Ma Zhinan and the prefect, who were still discussing.

"In the bag or on the table?" Pei Yiwei said.

"..." Wang Zhen rolled his eyes.

Pei Yiwei was silent for a moment, and Ma Zhinan over there explained painstakingly, the prefect's face has eased a lot, but it is still lukewarm.

The prefect said, "Are you listening? Where are you looking?"

"Ah," Wang Zhen turned his head hastily, "... Got it."

Knowing what, Wang Zhen couldn't figure it out, but the long horse face drawn by the prefect was retracted and turned into a normal human face.

"Take off the earrings later," said the prefect, "I'll check tomorrow."

As soon as the prefect left, Ma Zhinan started ideological education again.

"The young man is handsome and loves beauty. A teacher can understand it," Ma Zhinan said, "but he has to learn to hide it."

Wang Zhen opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, Ma Zhinan said again: "Pick it up."

Wang Zhen looked at him, sighed slowly, touched his ear with his right hand, and spread it out again, and there were two silver earrings in his palm.

"I'll keep it for you first," Ma Zhinan said, "You can ask me to get it after you graduate."

"Does it not hurt?" Lan Xin looked at his ears.

Wang Zhen didn't want to talk, so he bypassed her and went straight into the classroom.

The dog was looking for a book on his seat, Wang Zhen knocked on the table and said, "Get out of the way."

Pei Yi stepped back slightly, Wang Zhen took out the textbook from his bag and threw it on his desk.

"Thanks." Pei Yiwei opened the book and read it.

No. 45 in this class, except for Pei Yiwei and Cai Zhuoxi who are half-familiar, the rest are all strangers.The news was extremely closed, if Pei Yiwei hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about it.

At the class opening meeting, Ma Zhinan said that this test for the ranking of the whole class, the questions are not difficult, and the purpose is to let everyone end the lazy state of summer vacation and bring back their minds to study.

Pull back to study?

Pull you a big watermelon!

Wang Zhen lay prone on the table, even the temptation of lunch could not move his limbs.Pei Yiwei and Lan Xin were the only ones left in the class, both of them were puzzle-reading monsters, they were working as hard as they could, and it seemed that he, who was idle, was extra redundant.

Wang Zhen pulled up his clothes and covered his head, and Zhou Jie's phone call came in again.

"Ms. Ma called me," Zhou Jie said, "Is the matter resolved?"

"What do you mean 'has the matter been resolved'?" Wang Zhen said in a low voice.

"Earrings," Zhou Jie paused, "Have you taken them off?"

Wang Zhen's eyes became hot for no reason, he rubbed them twice and said, "Don't take them off."

"Why not?" Zhou Jie spoke faster, "The prefects have already spoken, why don't you say 'no'?"

"Don't worry about it," Wang Zhen said, "I know it myself."

"Angry again? I didn't mean you were embarrassed," Zhou Jie said, "I know you are ugly, but people don't live to do whatever they want. What do others think of what you like? What will they say? Humans are social animals. , Which normal boy can get his ears pierced?"

"You're mentally immature, you've experienced too little, and when you grow up a little bit, you'll understand why some things are mainstream and some things are never acceptable to people, like most girls don't smoke, boys don't Long hair is the unspoken rule of society."

"Think about it and call me tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhen stared blankly at the desktop.

Piercing the ear bone was actually painful, but the pain was exactly what made him feel like he had lived.Life without pain or itching is meaningless, but Zhou Jie and Wang Xiuming want to throw him into the most orderly place.

Because of those two stud earrings, the monitor, class teacher, prefect and a large group of onlookers were alarmed. He suddenly felt very tired. If he had a cannon...

boom!

First shot, kill the prefect.

boom!

The second shot, kill the head teacher.

boom!

The third shot, kill the squad leader.

boom!

The fourth shot, kill Onlooker No. 1.

Bang bang bang!

No. 2, No. 3, No. 4...

Severed limbs were flying and blood was everywhere.

—the cannon is gone.

"...Are you okay?" Lan Xin walked over with a book.

The person who had just been killed with the third shot stood in front of him, Wang Zhen paused, and said, "What's all right?"

"It's about the earrings," Lan Xin said, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Wang Zhen curled his lips, "It's not a big deal."

Lan Xin hesitated for a while, then suddenly turned her head and said, "Look here."

Wang Zhen was stunned for a moment—she had pierced ears in both ears, and she didn't seem to be dead for long.

"Because Brother Donkey is strict," Lan Xin continued, "When this is over, I'll help you get the earrings back."

Wang Zhen said, "I'm fine, really."

Lan Xin looked at him incredulously.

"Don't delay your studies," Wang Zhen said, "I'm fine."

Lan Xin looked at him, Wang Zhen still had that expression of indifference, when she picked up the book and was about to leave, Wang Zhen suddenly let out a sigh.

"...that," Wang Zhen forced a smile, "thank you."

The ear piercing has only been done for more than a month. Wang Zhen left the plastic ear sticks at home. According to the self-healing speed that he can heal after a skin is broken overnight, Wang Zhen had to dig out in the tea bag, find the root and return it. It's a beautiful tea. After brewing and stuffing the tea stem into the ear hole, although it's a little bit old, it's still very useful.

Jiang Yu on the left seems to like exercising quite a lot. He ran away during the big class break, and when he came back, he was covered in sweat, which made the people next to him choked up.

"What's on the ears?" Jiang Yu looked at Wang Zhen curiously, "Wearing new ones just after being accepted?"

Wang Zhen didn't bother to talk to him, and scribbled aimlessly in his notebook.

"Talking to you," Jiang Yu knocked on the table, "You are very rude."

"Water costs money." Wang Zhen summed it up in one word.

The implication is that you don't say a few damn words to save the country's saliva.

"Hey, it's pretty cool, it's like God Pei." Jiang Yu raised his legs, "Which class did you use before?"

Hearing the word "Pei Shen", Wang Zhen paused, then buried himself in painting.

"You make me lose face by doing this." Jiang Yu said.

"Hey, people will think I'm talking to myself later." Jiang Yu said.

"Please say something." Jiang Yu said.

"...Brother, you are my brother, brother, please say something." Jiang Yu said.

Wang Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Do you fucking call everyone brother?"

"Ouch," Jiang Yu said, "brother, you finally spoke."

Wang Zhen threw the math textbook on the table: "If you fart, let it go."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Ah, it's actually fine."

Wang Zhen gave Jiang Yu a sideways glance.

"...Just to see how God Pei often gives you notes," Jiang Yu said, "You two have a good relationship?"

Pei Yiwei's notes were still piled up on his desk, but Wang Zhen didn't even look at them. Firstly, it was because the dog crawled too hard, and secondly, because he had no motivation.

"He often asked for leave to go home in his first year of high school, and his grades were still so good," Jiang Yu said again, "It's a pity that I don't know him well, and I always wanted to learn from him."

Although Wang Zhen's grades are poor, at least he knows that reading requires talent, and Pei Yiwei is obviously a talented player.

"He asked for leave to go back tonight," Jiang Yu said, "Can you let me see his notes?"

After Jiang Yu said this, Wang Zhen noticed that Pei Yiwei was not in his seat, and he didn't know when he left.

Under the rule that a high score in literature is king, Pei Yiwei should be the person in the class who lacks the most attention, but in fact, Wang Zhen has never seen anyone who he is particularly close to, and he doesn't even have a chat after class, so he just hangs his head Reading or staring in a daze, if it wasn't for the first place in the class, Pei Yiwei would probably be the widest orphan in the class.

Thinking that the notes belonged to someone else after all, Wang Zhen had no choice but to send a text message to ask Orphan Pei for his opinion.

-Jiang Yu wants to see your notes, okay?

After a while, the text message came back.

-OK

Concise and concise, very like Pei's orphan.

Jiang Yu excitedly took the notes.

-Jiang Yu said very very very thank you