Clearance of this bureau

At 04:30 in the afternoon of Yuteng Middle School, one minute before the bell rang, the campus radio broadcast two announcements at the same time.

The fall semester has just started a month of classes, and the students have obviously not recovered from their summer vacation. After class, the boys ran to the basketball court in groups, and the girls walked hand in hand to the canteen.

Xu Ze stopped his tablemate who was going to the supermarket to buy some snacks, and asked him to bring a bottle of mineral water for himself.

Afterwards, he pushed his eyes, walked to the top floor of the teaching building, and knocked on the door of the office of the Academic Affairs Office.

He was the subject of the first announcement on the radio, because he had won first prize in the National Physics Contest for High School Students in the summer vacation that had just ended.Although this is not surprising in a key high school like Yuteng, what is special is that he is the first sophomore who has taken the provincial first grade since the establishment of their school.

When the radio was just broadcast, they could hear the tone of their grade director was very proud, and he seemed to be setting him up as a standard. A few short sentences made him speak in cadence and emotion, and he added a sentence at the end as usual:

"I hope that all the students can also concentrate on their studies and learn a lot from Xu."

Someone in the room said "come in", Xu Ze stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the Academic Affairs Office.

There was a boy standing inside the door, also in a school uniform, wearing a black T-shirt under his coat, he was quite tall, and he probably bowed his head when he walked through the door frame.

He was also bowing his head at this time.But it's not for passing the door, but for training.

He is the protagonist of the second broadcast just now.

If the first broadcast is purely commendatory, the second is purely derogatory. Even the tone of the grade director has changed accordingly, from the spring breeze to the cold three feet.

If it weren't for the prohibition of swearing on the campus radio, all the students would think that he would really spit dirty words into the microphone.

The boy clasped his hands behind his back, his bangs were a little long, covering his eyes a little.Hearing the sound of Xu Ze entering the door, he turned around.

When I saw him, I laughed and whispered, "Come?"

Xu Ze nodded and walked to his side.

A hand hit the table hard.

"Yu Chi! How dare you whisper to each other? You don't have any attitude of reflection!"

Hearing the start of the storm, the two quickly bowed their heads to admit their mistake, and even Xu Zeyi, who came to collect the award certificate, also subconsciously began to stand up and reflect.Just hear the following from the dean of teaching traditions:

"Can you spare me some snacks?!"

Yu Chi lowered his head, stared at his toes sincerely, and immediately admitted his mistake:

"It's my fault."

Xu Ze endured it for a long time before he could laugh out loud.

The dean was choked by him, dropped the document in his hand and stood up, almost knocking down the glass on his desk that had been soaked in brown color for so many years: "You are wrong? I don't think you think it is wrong!"

He quickly picked up the cup and put it back on the table before it fell to the ground and shattered. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth. He snorted coldly and asked, "Then tell me, what's wrong with you?"

This question stopped Yu Chi.

"My fault," he thought for a moment, "I shouldn't have watched them fight."

Xu Zeyi secretly glanced at him.

Yu Chi's expression was heavy, and he continued: "Oh, teacher, I didn't expect to fight."

"At first, I didn't know about people fighting. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have even gone..."

Xu Zeyi couldn't hold back this time, lowered his head, and burst out laughing.

"Look at you! Look at you!"

The dean was about to poke out angrily, and pointed at Yu Chi's nose, his voice was so loud that it could reach the door:

"You can't look like a student, huh? Influence, Yu Chi, do you understand?"

He was heartbroken: "Know your mistakes and don't correct them, rebellious! What a negative influence you have brought to your classmates!"

Yu Chi looked serious, lowered his head and said sincerely again: "I was wrong."

He raised his head, looked into the eyes of the dean, and said seriously, "Teacher, I really know I was wrong."

The dean was so angry that he sat back in his chair, picked up the tea mug and took a sip of water.

"Let's just leave it at that, at least nothing happened, and the two girls reconciled..."

He gulped and gulped several sips, but couldn't help but continue to chatter:

"Yu Chi, your grades are also good, isn't it good to go to school every day? Ah? What kind of relationship between men and women are attracted every day? The teacher sees this kind of thing a lot. Go to college! Who cares about your partner? The grades are your own, if you have good grades and get admitted to a good university, then your future and your family will be complete, right?..."

Yu Chi stood there peacefully, but Xu Ze knew that his left ear was now close and his right ear was out.

The class bell rang at the right time, and the dean finally stopped talking, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, only to notice Xu Zeyi who was standing by and watching for a long time.

The teacher always had a different attitude towards top students. Yu Chi watched his complexion change from thunderstorm to sunny, and waved happily, calling for Xu Zeyi to come over and take back his first prize certificate.

It was already class time, so the dean didn't keep them any longer, and said a few words to Xu Zeyi like "keep it up" and "don't be proud" with eyes like flowers looking at the future of the motherland, and drove them back to class.

Yu Chi wished he could keep pretending to be transparent and follow Xu Zeyi out of the office, but when he was about to close the door, he was stopped by the dean again.

"Also, Yu Chi, cut your hair when it grows. Who do you think will study hard to keep your hairstyle? Come to school after you cut it tomorrow..."

Yu Chi didn't stop closing the door, so he pretended he didn't hear it. However, the dean tilted his head and saw Xu Zeyi who was holding a certificate in the crack of the door. The teacher supervises him, and if he doesn’t cut it tomorrow, he will be brought to my office for exercises between classes.”

The dean squinted his eyes: "I'll cut it for him myself."

Yu Chi closed the door for a moment, and exchanged glances with the people around him.Xu Zeyi was holding the award certificate, and smiled at him with some embarrassment.

Xu Zeyi shrugged and said in a low voice, "He said it, but I didn't force you."