Zeng Mishan had no idea how bad his reputation was in the academy.
He has a bad temper and can't control himself when he encounters stupid students. He once scolded five students until they dropped out of school, and his voice was even featured on Douyin and Toutiao.
As a result, the school receives complaint letters from students every year, calling him a thief who throws vegetables.
It means that it is disrespectful and takes advantage of one's seniority.
There is a reason why he became a nominal student. The school that invited him could not bear the endless complaints.
But in some professions, he is at the top level, which gives the presidents of major universities a headache.
In recent years, the only person who can make Zeng Mishan control his temper is probably the bad boy in the family. It’s obvious that his cleverness is inherited from him.
People become more intelligent as they get older. In Zeng Mishan's opinion, since he had a son in his old age, his son must have inherited all the good genes.
His eyes swept over the two prison guards. Zeng Mishan, who was sitting on the ground, trembled with anger, always feeling that his imprisonment was very strange.
Just as Zeng Mishan was groaning inwardly and trying to communicate with the prison guard again, a voice suddenly interrupted him from the cell next door, still in Chinese:
"Hey, you're new here. Behave yourself for the first three days. If you keep whining, the guards will beat you to death. Don't worry, someone will see you in three days."
Huh?
Hearing the kind voice, Zeng Mishan felt refreshed.
Then a light bulb went off in my head. It seems I’m not the only unlucky guy in jail!
This is human nature. It’s not okay for me to be the only one unlucky, it’s only natural if everyone else is unlucky.
Why didn't you tell me earlier? I just got beaten up!
His face looked a little ugly, and Zeng Mishan felt that the person who spoke was not loyal enough.
We are all fellow Chinese. If I had reminded him earlier, I would not have been beaten.
As they were both wanderers in the world, Zeng Mishan had no time to complain and focused on discussing how to get out of prison.
"Fellow villager, please do me a favor. I was wrongly accused, they arrested the wrong person. Zeng is not a bad person, I came here to see a friend."
Zeng Mishan was so excited that he almost pressed his face against the iron gate, hoping to see the person who spoke.
As if he had forgotten the warning!
Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything. The towering walls and heavy iron doors successfully blocked any contact between the prisoners, even visually.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
In view of Zeng Mishan's behavior, the two prison guards were immediately enraged and approached with electric batons.
In the spirit of never suffering a loss in front of him, Zeng Mishan used his hands and feet and retreated to the corner of the prison in disappointment.
The feeling of being electrocuted is really unpleasant...
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