Thinking of Taozi, my heart ached, but I still nodded.
Yu Chengfei sighed and said, "Okay. If you don't stay with Taozi, you really can't get the protection of Brick, and maybe you have another enemy. If Brick knows that you lied to him, I guess it's not a light punishment to hit you with two bricks. In this case, Chenggao can't stay here any longer, so hurry up and transfer to the vocational college. Follow me every day, and you won't be afraid of Maizi and Brick."
"Okay." I nodded immediately. This was the only way. Last time I handed the transfer application to my homeroom teacher, he said it would also need to be submitted to other school leaders for review. Now several days have passed, so it should be OK.
I said goodbye to Yu Chengfei and the others, and tremblingly went to Chenggao. It was still class time, and there were not many people on campus. The sound of reading could be heard everywhere. I didn't go back to the classroom, but went directly to the head teacher's office. The head teacher was shocked when he saw my appearance: "Wang Hao, what's wrong with you? You haven't been to class for several days. I was going to report you missing."
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” I waved my hands and said, “I was accidentally hit by a car and stayed in the hospital for a few days. I came to ask how the transfer application is going. I have to leave this school early.”
The head teacher looked at me meaningfully and said, "Wang Hao, tell me the truth. Did you offend anyone outside? Don't worry, we are in a society ruled by law now. Let's call the police and bring those criminals to justice."
I laughed to myself and decided to clear the dirty things in my school first. "Don't worry, Mr. Ge, I'm really fine, but I can't continue studying. Please tell me if I can transfer to another school."
The head teacher then said, "I have handed your transfer application to the Academic Affairs Office. If you are in a hurry, go and take a look yourself."
As soon as I heard that, I left the head teacher's office and headed straight to the Academic Affairs Office upstairs. This city is high, and staying one more day will increase the danger. I have to leave here early. When I arrived at the door of the Academic Affairs Office, I shouted "report" and heard someone say "come in", then I pushed the door open and walked in. As usual, the Slap King sat behind the large desk, and he was indeed very imposing.
But there were two people sitting on the sofa next to me, and I was dumbfounded when I saw them.
My dad and my mom.
My mom jumped up as soon as she saw me. If she was my biological mother, she would have recognized me even though I was wrapped up like this. My mom touched my head and said in horror, "Oh my God, who beat you up like this?!" My dad was a bit slower, so he walked over slowly, took a look, and then said, "Is this our Haohao?"
I was bullied for three years in junior high school, and I didn't say a word to them. I was afraid that they would be sad because of me. I think few children would tell their parents when they got into a fight outside, unless the matter was too serious to cover up. It's the same now. I don't want to tell them about it, so I shook my head and said, "It's okay, I was hit by a car and had a slight concussion. The doctor said it's okay. Don't look at the thick layer of bandages. In fact, it's nothing. Our class teacher knows it."
My mother was still whining and nervously observing my head. My father was very calm and waved his hand and said, "My son said it's okay, so why are you so angry?" I thought to myself, my father is really a man. Then I heard my father say, "Why did you transfer schools without telling us and find an outsourced worker to forge our signatures?"
My mind suddenly buzzed and I understood why they were here.
The parental opinions on the transfer application and Lao Zhang's phone call fooled the class teacher, Mr. Ge, but they did not fool the slap king in the face who was very powerful in the underworld. He must have looked through my file and called home directly to invite both his parents over.
"I...I..." Now, I really don't know what to say.
"Haohao, have you offended someone? It's okay, tell me and I will help you solve it." My father looked at me gently.
I sighed and said nothing. I knew my dad couldn't solve it, he was just an ordinary worker.
The Slap King stood up at this time and said in a loud voice: "Wang Hao, I have checked. The opinions of your parents on your transfer application are all fake. The phone number you left is the owner of the Internet cafe outside. So this transfer application is invalid. I will not allow you to transfer!"
With a "slap", the King of Slaps slammed the thin application form on the table.
Bad Youth
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