After wearing a book, it is difficult to escape the law of true fragrance

The next day, when Bian Cong woke up, it was already late. He looked at his phone and reckoned that he was already late.

If you are late, be late, Bian Congxin said, it is just enough to stand up and not collapse.

Besides, I used to be obediently stuck in class, so it should be cool to be late once in a while.

Thinking of it this way, Bian felt comfortable in an instant.

He washed up slowly, changed his clothes, went downstairs to eat breakfast, and said goodbye to his parents before he put on his bag and went out.

The weather in the morning in September is a bit cool, with a faint dewy dampness in the air.

Bian Cong went out of the house and wanted to push his little broken car under the shed, but then he thought about it, and riding a bicycle to school with a handle was too cheap, not enough.

So, he locked the car, turned on his phone and called Didi Express.

It will take a while for the car to arrive, so I swiped my phone for a while while waiting for the car.

He dug out the post he posted last night, and found that there were many more replies in one night.

He slid down the page, flipping through one by one.

1L: Those who have experienced it, I will give you a motto, take the road of pretending to be aggressive, and let the aggressive have nowhere to go

2L: Dad? What kind of father is lz referring to?

3L: Simple, you cheat on his dad and become his new dad

4L: Let him fall in love with you, and if you treat him like this, he will happily call you daddy~

5L: Is the friend upstairs what I think?Please expand, I have a friend...

6L: Sorry, I also have a friend......

Bian Cong:  …

What the hell is this? When I looked at it from the beginning to the end, I found that the first one was a personal statement.

When his father?

I can't help it, I'm underage

Make him fall in love with me?

Vomit, just thinking about it makes me sick

At this time, the car arrived, Bian Cong turned off his phone, opened the door and got in the car.

It’s not too far from home to school, about 10 minutes by car.

Enough to squint a little longer.

Biancong slightly raised the car window and closed his eyes.

How can Fu Chenyan be beaten up?

From now on, Bian is most concerned about this issue.

Hit him with a hammer?

I'm afraid it won't work and I'll be arrested.

Find someone to block him after school?After all, we have status now, and we also have brothers on the road.

It seems that it is not very good, too social and too social.

Why don't you try the suggestions of netizens first?

Taking the road of pretending to be aggressive will make the aggressive person have nowhere to go, that is to say, I have to be better than Fu Chenyan at pretending to be aggressive and crush him in terms of momentum.

Well, yes, this method sounds awesome.

The car arrived at the school, and Bian Cong got off after paying the money.

It was almost 07:30, and the gate of Nancheng Middle School was quiet. There was no one at the gate, only a few security guards standing guard.

No way?

Could it be that I came early?

It shouldn't be, this is a high school, the author, you are too free, you are a kindergarten.

The quietness was a little weird, and he walked towards the door with an ominous premonition. When he arrived at the door, the security guard opened the door very kindly.

"Child, it's finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

?

This sounds a bit strange.

It is indeed a bit strange, as soon as he stepped into the school from the front foot, the door closed on the back foot.

Bian never had time to think about it, so he caught eye with the guy who came out from the security room first.

Bian Cong, who has rich experience in reading campus literature, can tell the identity of this person at a glance, with not too lush hair, a standard blue shirt with gray pants, a belt tied outside, a beer belly, and a smile without any Serious scary face.

This dress, who else besides the teaching director.

The four eyes met, and they never knew what to say. When they got nervous, they actually smiled at each other.

With this smile, the director's face became even more gloomy, and he walked side to side with his hands behind his back.

After the calf, will he think I'm provocative?

Wait, don't be afraid, you are in charge now.

Hold on tight, don't panic!

Bian Cong stared straight at him, pretending to be calm, looking very righteous.

"Bian Cong! It's you again! You're still smiling, ah? What time is it? Let me ask you what time is it?!"

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the time, "07:30."

He answered so solemnly that he choked on what the director was about to say.

puff-

There was a roar of laughter from the door of the security room.

While looking at the past from the sound.

Good guy, it looks like he's not the only one, there's a bunch of them standing by the wall of the security room.

Wait, why is the one at the beginning so familiar?

Depend on!It's granite!

Damn, the enemy's road is narrow, let me run into you again.

"What are you laughing at?" The director sternly yelled at the boy who made him lose face, "You have the nerve to smile!"

After shouting, he turned his head and pointed at the side servant, "You! Get out of here and stand here."

Bian Congxin reluctantly went over to stand in a row with them.

"Stand for me to reflect on it!"

After finishing speaking, the director looked at the guard and said, "Old Gao, catch some more for me. I'll go and sit inside for a while before eight o'clock. Grab them and call me."

?

The cooperation is very good.

After the director left, the boy who laughed just now couldn't help but said, "Damn, doesn't he usually arrest people on Mondays? Why did he make a surprise attack today?"

Another boy said: "Who can say that is accurate, it all depends on his mood."

"Hey, it's over, it's over, this is the director, if he catches him, he probably won't escape a check."

"It's easy to check, and I'm afraid that I will go home and reflect on it. This is the most terrible thing."

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, my butt is already hurting."

Compared with these two anxious boys, the one next to him was much calmer, with the same expressionless face, as if someone owed him 800 million.

Bian glanced at him from the corner of the eye, deliberately sarcastic at him: "What a coincidence, college bullies will be late too."

Fu Chenyan put his hands in his pockets, and didn't intend to talk to him at all.

"Cut, look at how amazing you are."

Still didn't look him in the eye.

"..."

When he was wondering how to relieve the embarrassment, the first boy who spoke spoke up. He seemed to be very surprised and said, "Eh? Bian Cong? What a coincidence, are you late again?"

or

This word is used very well.

Brother Bian, it seems that this is not the first time you have been ashamed.

"Huh? Really, why didn't you climb over the wall today," said the second boy, "If you climbed over the wall, you would definitely not be able to catch it."

Over the wall?

I also want to turn it over. Isn’t this the first time I have no experience? Who knows that your school likes to play catch-and-find.

Bian Cong glanced at Fu Chenyan again from the corner of his eye, and said to himself, take the road of pretending to be aggressive, so that the aggressive will have nowhere to go.

Take the road of pretending to be aggressive, so that the aggressive people have nowhere to go.Take the road of pretending to be aggressive, so that the aggressive people have nowhere to go.

Say it silently three times, OK, start pretending.

"Oh," Bian Cong said casually, "It's no fun to climb over the wall. I walked through the door on purpose."

"Wow, you are indeed the number one warrior in Nancheng, I admire you."

"What's the matter?" Bian Cong said awkwardly, "It's enough for me to save face if I can come, so what are you afraid of if you are late?"

"Look at his courage," that boy said to another boy, "and look at us, the cowardly group."

"Hey, I can't compare, I can't compare, after all, I am a repeat offender and I don't care anymore."

"Let's admit our mistakes for a while and try to be lenient."

How to do?

It's a bit cool to pretend to be inexplicable.

Feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, he looked at Fu Chenyan again.

This time, the guy with facial paralysis has always changed a little bit.

It's just that it doesn't look very friendly, this look looks a little mocking.

Tch, you mocked me even more, Bian Cong then gave him an expression of "I don't care at all", looking as awesome as possible.

The four of them stood for a few minutes, and the big brother of the doorman managed to catch another one.

The man seemed quite happy, and greeted them cheerfully: "What a coincidence, good morning everyone."

Could this man be a fool, and he was smiling happily.

It didn't take long for the five people to stand in a row before the director came out to check the work.

He stood in front of five people with his hands behind his back, with an admonishing expression on his face.

"Our Nancheng No. [-] Middle School has been adhering to the excellent school motto since ancient times, requiring students to work hard. I don't care if you are in the first, second, or third year of high school, and I don't care what reasons you have. Anyway, it's wrong for you to be late! It's even wrong for me to catch you !"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly changed the subject, "However, Mr. Lu Xun said that knowing your mistakes can make a big difference..."

The previous few sentences were quite normal, but when it came to this sentence, Bian Cong was completely amused, and with a puff, he couldn't help laughing.

The words were interrupted, and the director's originally unattractive face darkened a few degrees, "Bian Cong! You still laugh at me! Let me tell you, you are the super cancer in our Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. Why are you laughing? There is no rest. Shame."

"I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't mean it, I just want to point out your mistake," Bian Cong said with a forced smile, "Mr. Lu Xun said that he didn't say what you said just now."

The director didn't understand yet: "What?"

"Knowing mistakes can make things better," Fu Chenyan said lightly, "It's from "Zuo Zhuan."

puff--

The remaining three couldn't hold back and laughed.

"..."

The director couldn't hold back his face, and immediately began to lecture them: "With such good listening skills, why don't you let go of your studies, how many times have you said that you can't be late, and you are still late every time, especially you, follow!"

Suddenly being called, Bian Cong raised his head in bewilderment: "Huh?"

"Ah what, you, as a habitual latecomer, have never changed after repeated admonitions, what are you, are you proud or something?"

"..."

He was scolded for no reason, but Bian Cong said that he was wronged.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance too." The director stepped down the steps for them, "Tell me why you are late today. If you really have unavoidable difficulties, we can give you a lighter punishment."

What?

Is it so humane?

This relationship is good, I am good at making up stories, why help the old lady cross the road, help the police uncle direct traffic, and why get an injection when he is sick.

This is not easy.

Bian Cong felt elated for a moment, feeling that he would not have to stand for a second in the next second.

But the second he turned his head and saw Fu Chenyan, another sentence floated out of Bian Cong's mind.

Take the road of pretending to be aggressive, so that the aggressive people have nowhere to go.

No, it can't be that simple, Fu Chenyan must be overshadowed in the limelight.

"Bian Cong, you go first."

You have to pretend to be decent, put your hands in your pockets, stand casually, and said casually: "There is no reason, I am late."

As soon as the words fell, the two boys at the far end immediately showed expressions of admiration.

Big brother is big brother, wow!

"You, you," the director pointed at him angrily, almost giving him a slap, "I don't think this school can accommodate you at all, okay, pack your things and get out!"

it's over...

I won't play it off.

After the director finished speaking, he took a few breaths, pointed at Fu Chenyan and said, "You, tell me why you were late!"

While looking at him from a face full of fun.

I saw that Fu Chenyan, who was expressionless just now, completely changed his appearance at this moment. He said to the director with an honest face and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, director. On the way here, I met a grandma who fell down. Because I helped her The hospital wasted the time."

What? ? ? ?

Side earthquake from the pupil.

Fuck!Fu Chenyan, you fucking don't play cards according to routine, how dare you bully me! ! !

"Very caring," the director nodded gratifiedly, "It fits the school motto of our No. [-] Middle School, that's enough, you can go back, remember not to be late next time."

"Well, thank you teacher."

Bian Cong became anxious: "Huh? No..."

"Shut up and stand still!"

Hold? ! !

What's the situation?

No, he said that the old lady fell when she fell, you have to prove it, teacher!You have to prove it! !

I can't just let this bastard go! ! !

From now on, there are ten thousand muddy horses galloping in my heart.

Looking at Fu Chenyan's back as he walked further and further away, he always felt that the other party had a pair of wings growing on his back, and he was flapping and laughing at him.

But helplessly, he has already been convicted, and now he can only watch the bastard who caused him to be convicted go away.

In the end, those three people all found perfect reasons, only Bian Cong, the young man who worked hard to stay here.

"You," the director gave him an ultimatum, "follow me to your head teacher!"

Bian Cong as a party.

Say now that not only do you regret it, but you also really want to slap yourself twice.

Fu Chenyan!

You bastard who kills thousands of knives!

I'm going to eat you alive! !

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