Chapter 620 Su Xing, am I doing the right thing?
Before the end of the year, the senior students of No. 1 Middle School in City A finally had their winter vacation.
In the last half day, the entire senior year department was filled with students’ restlessness and excitement.
Ma Mingquan asked the monitor to distribute the class's exercise books to the students. "Don't go to the riverside. Pay attention to the traffic lights on the road. Travel in groups... I won't say much about these. Everyone's grades are good this time. Relax during the New Year and prepare for the college entrance examination next year. By the way, the movie "Red Sun" invested by our classmate Fu Zhi is about to be released. During the New Year, you..."
The little heads below the podium raised their heads and stretched their necks to help Ma Mingquan answer the question: "Sister Zhi's play, Xiao Ma, whether you say it or not, we have to watch it with our families!"
"Brother Ma looks at us so cruelly! Spread your hands."
"Xiao Ma, we plan to go to Evergrande Cinema on the first day of the new year to watch a movie. When are you going, and who are you going to watch the movie with? How about you bring Sister Ma with you, and we can make an appointment to go together, and you can show us what Master's Wife looks like!"
"What master's wife? She's shy. Don't make trouble and scare her!"
Ma Mingquan stomped his feet and angrily yelled at his classmates.
Before he could say anything more, the sound of a cell phone ringing interrupted Ma Mingquan's propaganda and popular science.
He lowered his head and the number in his hand showed the phone number of the student's parents whom he had given a note to.
It seems that the other party is quite anxious.
"You guys remember your homework first, I'm going to answer a phone call."
Ma Mingquan was serious for a second, waved his hand, signaled everyone to wait, walked out of the classroom, closed the door, and said, "Zihuai's mother, I was just in class, what's the matter, can you tell me?"
"...Hmm? But there is no precedent of a good student suddenly dropping out of school in the third year of high school. Have you consulted the child about this matter?"
"But I still hope you can reconsider it. You can tell me if there are any difficulties at home. After all, we are already in the third year of high school... Zihuai's father, don't get excited..."
"Well, do you parents have time to come to the school? We can discuss it in detail."
I don’t know what was said on the other end. Ma Mingquan frowned and replied with two words, but before he could finish, the other party hung up the phone.
Looking at the phone that had exited the call interface, the man pursed his lips with a serious expression, then pushed the door open and waved in Zhou Zihuai's direction, "Come to the office with me."
Zhou Zihuai, who was sitting at his seat doing his homework, stood up, said nothing, and followed Ma Mingquan in silence.
As soon as the two people left, all kinds of whispers were heard in the classroom.
"What's going on, family? Why did Xiao Ma call Zhou Zihuai away alone again?"
"Brother Ma's expression is so serious! Isn't Zihuai upset again?"
"Sister Zhi, do you know about this?"
Fu Zhi, who was texting Li Nanli on his phone, looked confused. "Huh? What?"
Everyone: "...Nothing, I just think your confused look is just like you are talking about love with Mr. Li."
Fu Zhi: “…”
You guys are really a bunch of clever little bastards.
——
Zhou Zihuai was called into Ma Mingquan's office and talked for about an hour.
During this time, Fan Gaoda came around the class again, assigning homework at the top of his voice.
He pointed the pointer in Fu Zhi's direction and said, "I want you to do the Chinese homework yourself this time. Do you understand?"
Now Fu Zhi has good grades and can switch roles anytime and anywhere to teach students in Class 21.
This would have been a good thing, but it greatly increased the risk of teachers losing their jobs.
Just ask yourself, which shareholder would not like Fu Zhi, who is an all-rounder, can be both a student and a subject teacher, and does not need to be paid by the school?
I'm afraid they want to fire them and hire Fu Zhi alone?
Fan Gaoda asked Fu Zhi to do homework because he also wanted to get a little sense of achievement and dignity as a teacher from Fu Zhi.
Fu Zhi, holding his cell phone, was still lying on the table, looking decadent and slacking off.
"Doing homework is too tiring. I can't do it. You should just pretend that I'm not your student and give up on me."
After saying that, Su Xing silently took out the small quilt from her desk and covered Fu Zhi from body to head, wrapping her up tightly.
Then he turned sideways, and as a crazy fan of Fu Zhi, he looked at Fan Gaoda and said shyly: "Teacher, out of sight, out of mind. Am I doing the right thing?"
Fan Gaoda: “…”
Tie Mengzi, I bet you and Fu Zhi can get out of my class together.
Fan Gaoda was upset by the couple and felt that work and life were too hard. He waved his hand and said, "You guys can do whatever you want. I'm going to the hospital to get a bottle of glucose."
wake:"……"
Tie Mengzi, are you mad at me?
Am I doing something wrong?
Su Xing sighed.
On the other hand, Zhou Zihuai had not returned to class yet.
Ma Mingquan went back to the classroom and helped Zhou Zihuai pack his schoolbag. Song Fang quickly pulled Ma Mingquan, "Xiao Ma, what's going on? Where is Zhou Zihuai? Why did you pack his schoolbag?"
"Oh, it's none of your business. Just do your homework." Ma Mingquan sighed, motioned Song Fang to do his homework, and then turned and left.
This atmosphere, this attitude! There must be something wrong!
But...didn’t Zhou Zihuai sever his relationship with his stepfather? What else could possibly happen to the Zhou family?
Song Fang and Wang Yu looked at each other.
"Sister Zhi, will you come with us to look for Zhou Zihuai later?"
Fu Zhi’s head popped out from the small blanket that Su Xing had covered her with.
Because of static electricity, the bangs rubbed against the small cotton blanket, and a strand of hair stood up and trembled in the air, which looked really cute.
Ye Jiu's little hand holding the scissors was ready to move.
Fortunately, the next second, Fu Zhi raised his hand and smoothed down the ahoge on his head.
Ye Jiu hid the small scissors with some regret.
Fu Zhi packed up the homework and mailed it to Jiang Jinshu, then asked, "Do you have Zhou Zihuai's home address?"
——
at the same time.
On the road leading to Zhou’s small building.
What Zhou Zihuai recalled was what Ma Mingquan said: Your mother hopes that you will take a leave of absence from school this year and take the college entrance examination next year.
Zhao Wu hasn't been back to Zhou's house for some time.
Today his mother suddenly asked him to take a leave of absence from school. Zhou Zihuai could actually guess what was going on.
It was simply that Zhao Wu owed money again and someone came to his house to collect the debt, and perhaps the other party had already threatened the baby in his mother's belly.
Otherwise, given his mother's personality, it would be difficult for her to persuade him to drop out of school.
Zhou Zihuai stood on the dirty and chaotic path, smoking a cigarette.
The boy leaned against the wall, with obvious calluses on his fingertips from writing.
It was the first time he did such a thing, and his hands were shaking a little as he rubbed the lighter.
I rubbed the lighter hard several times, but the cigarette butt did not light.
He was a little frustrated.
But he no longer thought about committing suicide.
Fu Zhi solved a lot of problems for him, but Fu Zhi actually didn't know it.
There are many things in this world that cannot be settled by the law. What the law cannot reach is the complex, changeable, dark and gloomy area of human nature.
The cigarette in his hand was lit.
Zhou Zihuai leaned against the street, his fingertips turned red by the cold wind. The boy took a deep puff of the cigarette, and the smell of nicotine rushed straight into his lungs.
“Cough cough cough…”
The strange smell swept through the human body's senses, from the throat to the cerebellum, every organ clamored with strong discomfort.
The boy bent over, holding on to the rough wall with one hand. His eyes were red from the stimulation of tobacco, and the tip of his nose felt a little sore.
The cigarette in his hand was subconsciously clenched, and a scarlet flame flashed.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the angle of the cigarette butt, his eyes blank, as if he was thinking secretly.
——
When Song Fang and his group arrived, they saw Zhou Zihuai leaning against the wall with his back to them.
"At this moment," Wang Yu raised his orchid finger and said, "Zihuai really looks like the creeper described by Mr. Zhou."
"...That text was written by Mr. Lu." Song Fang was speechless.
Fu Zhi and Su Xing: "..."
The coffins of Lao She and Lu Xun can't even cover their heads. I want to give you both a big slap in the face.
"Go and see what's going on." Fu Zhi pushed Song Fang and Wang Yu who were still arguing.
Song Fang touched his nose and didn't see Zhou Zihuai smoking. He was about to walk over, but before he got in, he saw something black drawing a perfect arc in the air and hitting Zhou Zihuai's dark red school uniform jacket hard.
"Hahaha, bastard, look here!"
The little fat boy, holding a few pieces of wet soil, looked at Zhou Zihuai with a grin, as if he had found the only fun in the past few months.
Then, I don’t know which kid behind him came with a lump of mud and threw it towards Zhou Zihuai. Zhou Zihuai took a step back and the lump of mud hit the wall beside him with a "bang".
"You little bastard, you still dare to hide?!" He looked like a fat boy of only seven or eight years old, with a fierce look on his face.
Following behind him was a group of little boys who were thin in comparison.
"I said, I saw this little bastard go to the store to buy cigarettes, he must have money on him!"
"Maybe he stole his stepfather's money, otherwise why would his stepfather beat him!"
"My mother said that he had brought bad luck to his father. He is a bastard and is full of bad luck. We must distance ourselves from such people... Um, what is the 38th Women's Line?"
"Give me some mud, give me some mud! I'm going to beat him too, to get rid of the bad luck!"
"...Mom told me to watch you two and tell you not to fight, or your brother will get hurt!"
"Ma Xiaowen, you actually recognized a bastard as your brother. You are so dirty. If you dare to recognize him as your brother, your father will die early tonight just like his father!"
"Hahaha, Ma Xiaowen, your father is dead too!"
Cheers and laughter that sounded like bullying rang out in the dirty and chaotic little neighborhood, mixed with Ma Xiaowen's aggrieved cries and the sound of Zhou Zihuai turning around and leaving, unwilling to argue with a group of kids.
The naughty kids, led by the little fat boy, rushed over and surrounded him, clapping their hands in a mean way, "You killed your father, you killed people, you bastard Zhou Zihuai! No one loves you, no one cares for you, you are just a cabbage in the field!"
The naughty kids rushed forward and clapped their hands in a mean way, "You killed your father, you killed people, you bastard Zhou Zihuai! No one loves you, no one cares for you, you are just a cabbage in the field!"
A group of children clapped and shouted loudly, and Fu Zhi and his group were just close enough to hear it clearly.
"Whose group of unlucky kids are these!" Song Fang rolled up his sleeves and saw that Zhou Zihuai was unwilling to bother with these kids. These kids were still chasing him. Isn't this bullying?
"Your father Song will let you know today what it means to be a man of evil!"
Song Fang ran over with anger, casually pulled open the head of a naughty kid, and angrily exposed the tattoo stickers on his arm that he and Ye Jiu had applied yesterday. He pinched the fat kid's buttocks and balls, "Good guy, you even dare to mess with people from our Qinglong Gang, do you believe me, I'll kick your head like a ball?"
Seeing this, Ye Jiu and Wang Yu, the fat sports committee member, also followed forward. Seeing the candy in the fat boy's pocket, Ye Jiu snatched it away in the name of teaching him a lesson, stuffed it into his mouth, and exclaimed, "How sweet!"
Then he kicked the fat guy again, "How dare you mess with the people from the Qinglong Gang! If you bully others again, I will take off your pants and let you run naked, do you understand?"
Little Fatty: “…”
Looking at the ferocious brothers in front of me.
The fat boy sniffed.
Tell yourself not to cry, to be strong, and to have the courage to fight against evil forces!
As a result, the next second, Fu Zhi, who was holding a small rattan stick, hit her lightly on her butt.
“…”
The fat boy turned around.
Seeing Fu Zhi, he blinked.
He is already eight years old this year, which is the age when he can use his mobile phone to play games online and trick his teammates and netizens.
He often surfs the Internet and recognized at a glance that the beautiful young lady in front of him who was spanking him was the wife he aspired to marry.
Now, the concubine slapped him in the most embarrassing place.
This blow completely took away all his dignity as a man!
The anger dissipated, leaving only grievance and embarrassment.
He also wanted to hold back his tears...
but!
Damn it, it was so unfair that he couldn’t bear it anymore!
"Grandma! Wuuwuwu! Grandma! Wow——!"
My goodness, the little fat boy was the leader of this group of kids, and as soon as he started crying, all the kids in the community started crying too.
"Wow, Mom! The celebrity sister hits people, wow--!"
"I, you hit my boss, I'm going to fight you! Wow, don't hit me, don't hit me! Wow! Dad! Dad, where are you!"
——
"...And then you guys from the Qinglong Gang beat up the kids from the elementary school gang?"
"Mrs. Lu, you are using a cane to spank other people's children, which is an insult to their dignity." The policeman kindly reminded Xu Wei, who had just had an argument with a group of parents of elementary school students and walked over to her daughter.
Inside the tea room, Song Fang's mother was still arguing with a group of parents of elementary school students, making the whole place dark.
Outside the tea room, Xu Wei looked at the children of the Qinglong Gang standing in front of her with some confusion.
Song Fang looked quite cool. The tattoo on his arm had just been washed off by Wang Yu's saliva to prove his innocence.
Ye Jiu peeled the fat boy's candy obediently and stuffed it into Fu Zhi's mouth without any reason.
He didn't come here to get involved in Zhou Zihuai's affairs at all. He just brought in the martial arts novel he read recently, about the counterattack of the grassroots male protagonist, and then joined the melee.
Then it was Zhou Zihuai's turn. The policeman confiscated the cigarette in his hand and kept scolding him.
(End of this chapter)
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