The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

It's hot summer, and the air at eight o'clock in the morning is filled with scorching hotness. There are countless heads on the playground, and students in blue school uniforms are row after row, all of them with their heads slumped and sunburned. Can't keep my eyes open.

The sound of cicadas and the human voice on the radio mixed together, making people dizzy. On the rostrum directly in front of the playground, a boy held a microphone in one hand and a manuscript in the other, reading passionately.

"Review, today, I self-criticize with a heavy and guilty heart... The school gate is located on the southeast side of the school, and because of my laziness, I chose to climb over the wall and leave the school. Classmates, disagreements after a friendly chat..."

"Brother Zhai, have you finished this review? I've been studying for more than half an hour. He has a shed in his place, and we are going to be burned to the ground..." A hook-nosed student fanned the wind while following the school uniform collar. The people next to me muttered.

The little fat man next to him shrunk himself into a ball and grinned, his shoulders shrugged, and his whole body trembled a few times, "I heard that when Brother Zhai climbed over the courtyard wall, a buddy passing by saw it and called the principal to report it for meddling in his own business." , No, brother Zhai gave us welfare."

The hooked nose wiped the sweat off his neck, looked around, thousands of students were like eggplants beaten by frost, he couldn't help smacking his lips and said, "This is an indiscriminate attack!"

"Talk to Brother Zhai if you have an opinion!" The little fat man shrank his neck again, trying to reduce the contact area with the sunlight.

Hooked Nose opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

joke!Advise Zhai Shen?Can he listen to his ears or can he change it next time?

Another 10 minutes passed, and the people on the stage were still full of enthusiasm and vitality. The audience was commotion and mourning. The dean standing behind Zhai Shenxie was a little anxious, and frequently looked at the watch on his wrist.

Zhai Shen shook the manuscript paper in his hands, seemed to turn a page, and continued to read aloud with emotion.

Obviously he made a mistake and was doing a self-criticism, but he just read out the posture of winning the national first prize.

"Little Fatty, how did I remember that Little Cotton wrote a one-page self-criticism for Brother Zhai?"

The little fat man raised his eyes, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and squinted his eyes to look at the rostrum, "It's just one page, and Brother Zhai only took one page."

The hook-nosed boy's scalp tingled for a while, "Then what is he reading?"

The little fat man was impatient to talk to him, lowered his head, and muttered, "It's the first day you met Zhai Shen? He has read more self-criticisms than writing monthly exam essays, and he can probably speak for two hours if he wants to."

Another 5 minutes passed, and when the class bell rang, Zhai Shen frowned and closed the manuscript paper in his hand.

"The above is the content of my review. I thank my classmates for their supervision. I will try to be strict with myself in the future, abide by the law and study hard."

The audience sighed for a while, and the second Zhai Shen finished reading the review, he felt the joy of being liberated.

The pot-bellied dean wanted to say a few words, but now he ran out of time, so he could only wave his hands and drive Zhai Shen off the stage.

Each class lined up to go to the classroom, and Zhai Shen took off his school uniform jacket and put it on his shoulders, and casually got into a line and walked to the class.

The students who were traveling with him staggered away from him one after another, and tacitly no one stepped into the two-step distance centered on him. Zhai Shen didn't care much, and even hummed a ditty.

Dimly looking at him continuously, Zhai Shen raised his eyes casually, and just met a girl's eyes. The girl's face turned red instantly, and she quickly looked away. After a few seconds, her ears also turned red. completely.

Zhai Shen chuckled, the girls in other classes are still cute, unlike the group of girls in their class, they are all like wolves and tigers, showing no restraint at all.

Class No. [-] and No. [-] were on the third floor. When Zhai Shen slowly returned to the classroom, almost everyone in the class was present, only two or three seats were still vacant. Seeing Zhai Shen come in, the quiet class suddenly became lively stand up.

"My brother Zhai's demeanor has been admired by the whole school again!"

"Brother Zhai's self-criticism is getting longer and more profound each time. Learn from Brother Zhai!"

Zhai Shen was walking up to the boy who was talking, and slapped him on the head, "Who is hurting?"

The boy immediately covered his head. Zhai Shen's hands were never light or heavy, especially his hands, which were no different from iron sand palms. Even if it was just a joke, they could make people vomit blood.

"Brother, you are really awesome. You strictly control the time. Lao Yang didn't say a word. He probably died of aggrieved."

The surname of the teaching director with the big belly is Yang, and he is known as Lao Yang.

Zhai Shen sneered, "Do you think I've been talking too long? Are you willing to listen to Lao Yang?"

The whole class instantly shook their heads in unison.

Lao Yang yelled a lot when he was teaching in his early years, and his voice sounded like he was pulling the table legs with the strings of a violin, making him hoarse and noisy.

English teacher Zhao Ying came in from the door with a book in her arms. Seeing this scene was a little funny, she waved to Zhai Shen who had not yet returned to her seat, "Brother Zhai, help me distribute yesterday's test paper."

Zhai Shen leaned forward with a smile, and while taking the test paper, looked around at Zhao Ying, and said glibly, "Miss Ying is so beautiful today."

The whole class laughed, and Zhao Ying brushed her long hair unconsciously.

Zhao Ying is indeed beautiful, graceful, in her early thirties, wearing delicate makeup, and has the common problem of English teachers-love to wear flamboyant flowery skirts.

Zhai Shen took out his test paper, and casually threw the rest to the two crew-cut boys in the first row, and let them distribute it. He walked back to the last row holding the test paper.

The score on the test paper was frighteningly low, which was out of tune with the average score of the entire class in the early 130s. Zhai Shen looked at the number written in the red pen twice, and then stuffed it into the textbook with a look of indifference.

The wind from the air conditioner was blowing at the back, and the sound of the teacher's hypnotic lectures was next to his ears. Zhai Shen lay prone on the seat and fell asleep within a few minutes.

When he woke up again, both classes had passed, and everyone saw that he was sleeping, and he didn’t speak loudly during the recess. Zhai Shen straightened up with the support of the table, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and squinted his eyes to look out the window and quickly go to the cafeteria. Classmates who run.

Tao Ji sat on the seat diagonally in front of him, and looked back after hearing the movement, "Brother, are you going to eat?"

Zhai Shen ignored him, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Tao Ji turned his head, closed the cap of the pen, straightened the scattered books on the table, and finally took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose gently.

After his series of movements ended, Zhai Shen regained consciousness and didn't bother to stand up, "Let's go."

The two of them were walking on the way to lunch, when they went downstairs they bumped into a few boys from the next class, and they all came up to them one after another, arguing so much that Zhai Shen got a headache.

When Zhai Shen just woke up, he was very angry and had a dark face. Tao Ji pulled the hem of the boy who kept talking and told him to shut up. You are the long-eyed one who reported it, and my brothers should teach him a lesson when school is over."

Zhai Shen looked sideways, and the hostility in his eyes became heavier.

No one knows that he is actually a bit face-blind. Usually, the little things of recognizing people are done by others. He has never bothered him to use his brain. Just yesterday he turned over the courtyard wall on a whim and bumped into a student who was wandering around the school during class. .

It stands to reason that if you are seen, you will be seen. He, Zhai Shen, is walking sideways in Songyang High School. Who else dares to make small reports?

As it turns out, there is.

Not long after he left school, he received a call from Tao Ji, saying that someone had called the principal to report.

The surveillance showed the scene of him climbing over the wall, and the school's big screen played it in a loop all afternoon, as if it was a public execution. No matter how thick-skinned Zhai Shen was, he gritted his teeth in anger.

What was even more annoying was that he couldn't remember what the only student who saw him climb over the wall looked like, but he vaguely remembered that he was very thin and fair.

Now even if he wanted to take revenge, he couldn't find anyone, and his heart was burning, and the kid in the next class still hit him with a gun.

Meeting Zhai Shen's eyes, the boy in the next class with earrings shrunk his neck and took a step away from Zhai Shen.

With that look, it felt like he could be pinned down in the aisle of the stairs and hammered in the next second.

Zhai Shen turned his head and walked forward on his own. He read the self-criticism for more than half an hour in the morning, which was too exhausting. Now his stomach is empty and he is too lazy to do it.

The cafeteria at this point is crowded, and Zhai Shen would not go there. Fortunately, there is a small shop in the school, selling some boxed lunches and instant noodles, which can barely fill his stomach.

Zhai Shen and a group of people entered the canteen in a mighty manner. Several students who were shopping inside hurriedly paid and ran away. Zhai Shen took a bucket of instant noodles and walked to the hot water machine. The earring boy from the next class rushed over, " Brother Zhai, I'm coming."

Zhai Shen let go of his hands and sat on the dining chair under the sun umbrella in the canteen. Within 2 minutes, the instant noodles were delivered to him.

The unique aroma of instant noodles is lingering, but the high temperature of more than 30 degrees outside dilutes people's appetite. Zhai Shen rests his elbows on the table, looking boredly at the students entering and leaving the canteen.

His eyes suddenly stopped at one place, where stood a thin boy, even though he looked about 1.8 meters tall, but because he was too thin, his body seemed to be unable to support the school uniform of Songyang High School.

The boy held a piece of bread in his hand and was fetching mineral water from the shelf. From behind him, he could only see the fair skin on his neck.

Zhai Shen focused his eyes, only felt the overlap between the figure and his memory, and asked, "Who is that person?"

Tao Ji followed his gaze, frowned and thought for a few seconds, and suddenly realized, "Pei Zheng, from Class [-] of Senior High, just transferred to another school in June. He is a serious student and ranked first in the monthly exam in early July. , I guess you will have to come to our class next semester."

The system of Songyang High School is very special. There are two key classes, Class [-] and Class [-]. At the end of each semester, the top three students in the ordinary class are selected to make up the key class and replace the bottom three in the key class, so as to motivate students to study hard .

Zhai Shen stared at the figure for a few more seconds, then stood up suddenly, ready to walk in that direction.

Tao Ji quickly grabbed Zhai Shen, "Brother, I heard that he is not in good health and can't resist being beaten, the kind who can call an ambulance after two hits!"

Zhai Shen's eyes are not friendly, but he is not a person who takes the initiative to provoke troubles, so Tao Ji can guess what is going on with his eyes closed, and secretly sighs in his heart that the new student bully has done something wrong, doing whistleblower deeds, This time it's alright, I don't know if that scrawny body can withstand Zhai Shen's fist.

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Seeing that some babies didn’t pay attention to the copywriting, let’s emphasize it again, Pei Zhenggong QAQ~