After sleeping for three days, Mu Zhong came, his melancholy eyes were full of sleepiness, and his sleepy wrinkled face was full of melancholy.

Hearing people's laughter, he didn't discipline him, the teachers were afraid of being naughty, not afraid of only pimples and not laying eggs, afraid of not pimples and not laying eggs, this kind of students are the most difficult to grasp.

During the cleaning time, the students were busy. The cold and cute person who is as active as a monkey can't be quiet, he simply suffers from hyperactivity, and he will suffocate to death if he doesn't make trouble for a day.

During the cleaning time that day, he and Shuangxiaodong were making trouble, and the broom was dancing in the air.

The house was clean, but the sky was yellow and full of smoke. Covered in clouds and fog, covering their mouths and shuttling in a dream, small units are practicing how to deal with poison gas bombs.

"Miscellaneous hair!" Leng Bingmeng shot over with a leaning broom, Shuangxiaodong hurriedly flashed, and one of them almost fell.

Leng Bingmeng's laughter lured Shuang Xiaodong's cheeks, Shuangxiaodong was shy, and he also flew the "dart" over, and shot it on Leng Bingmeng's thigh, almost hitting his vital point.

The proud Shuangxiaodong got carried away, and the dustpan was knocked like a gong, which shocked Ming Yuchan and shouted loudly: "Shuangxiaodong, rub the house!"

"Order!" said Shuangxiaodong in a military posture.

"Your grandmother, you want me to be a eunuch?"

When Shuangxiaodong bowed down, Leng Bingmeng ran over, grabbed his arm with one hand, pinched his neck with the other, and pressed down hard.

He waved the broom on Leng Bingmeng, Leng Bingmeng did not show weakness, leaned over, and the war began.

At first, it was a gentleman's fight—punches and kicks, and then it became a contest between villains—even grabbing, biting, and using all the weapons that could be used.

The comrades-in-arms hurriedly persuaded each other, and the more they persuaded, the more powerful they became, Ming Yuchan rushed to the door, looked around, and shouted loudly: "The head teacher is here!"

Only then did they stop fighting with their chests held high.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"You wait!"

"Wait and see!"

It was not someone else who was waiting to see, but their homeroom teacher, the "firewood" cared about them, slapped the table on the ground, did not intimidate them, but calmly smiled and walked away with high heels.

"My class is relatively stable, study well, at least don't fight!" calmly skated on Principal Yu's smooth ground.

"Is there an excellent class teacher at the municipal level, there are two sets of classes calmly!" Yu Yanmei nodded, with a smile on her face.

Yu Yanmei likes jade hands that are as calm and tender as ointment, and her hands are smoother than his wife's hands.

"It's okay to catch a class, you have the best match with him!"

"Oh, don't mention him, mention him and get angry. ”

"Oh?"

"Xiaowen is a net occupant of the class, my math is almost impossible to complete, and the middle and secondary classes are not good, most students are not convinced by his ......"

Ding Yu's phone rang, and the mobile phone rang and sang, Yu Yanmei took the phone with one hand and lifted the phone with the other, busy and happy.

Standing calmly and respectfully waiting for the next episode of the story, but I didn't see the voice fall, and my heart was like a five-flavor bottle, with low self-esteem, self-shame, and self-deprecation, and I walked away boringly.

"Sooner or later, the third class will be chaotic, and Xiao Wenren must let the students get off the podium!" calmly a little indignant, and the high heels were getting louder and farther in the corridor.

Calmly walked out of the principal's office with mixed feelings, and when she thought of her angry and ruined demeanor, and when she thought of her well-organized class, she couldn't help but feel complacent.

She walked to her desk with a relaxed step, humming a song, and stared contemptuously at the two scarred warriors,—— who were still talking to Teacher Wenren.

"Report!" calmly just sat down, and there was a hurried report outside the door.

"Come in!" Mr. Wenren was still angry.

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Xiaonanhua came over panting, and before he could walk to Calm, he hurriedly said, "Teacher, Ge Yongjie and the student union have a fight." ”

"What's going on?"

Jin Xiaonan narrated the reason for the story 1510.

During the cleaning time, the classrooms and campuses are busy, and the dormitories are no exception.

The usual dirtiness is gone for the time being, they make the beds clean, the quilts are stacked with edges and corners, the rice basins and basins are neatly arranged, as if the ** little soldiers are standing in a neat line, the students on the ground do not forget any corner, do not scrape off the ground and do not stop, but the air above the boys' dormitory still floats with a damp rancid smell.

After the inspection of the student union, they passed through station after station and came to the 108 dormitory of the subordinate calmly.

"For weeks, our scores were always low, and this time we want to be higher!" said Zhao Youfang, the head of the dormitory, and the student union was silent, just observing and observing.

"This time it's higher, our hygiene is good!" Zhao Youfang said again.

"It's okay, it's not as good as the other dorms!" said one of them.

"Fart!" Ge Yongjie muttered quietly, but was heard by the student council.

"Swearing scores are even lower!" said another.

Ge Yongjie raised his head, and his hateful eyes shot at the one who had just spoken.

He seemed to feel that he was in trouble, and seemed to think of the burning pain of the calm ring ruler hitting his hand, Yongjie stared at that person fiercely, and suddenly remembered that he was the second class of the scripture army in the water room who glared at him viciously,—— he accidentally threw the water in his face.

"Phew, it's the grandson who has a low score!"

"Whether you have cultivation or not, you are the grandson!"

"Dare to scold me!"

As the saying goes, "The first strike is the strongest, and the second strike suffers,"

He was so angry that he rushed forward and slapped the other party with lightning speed.

Wenjun rushed over to beat Ge Yongjie, but was held by the students of the 108 dormitory, and persuaded him with good words, even if Wenjun cried and screamed, he couldn't take a step closer, and was slapped by him again without paying attention.

"Let go of me, fuck your mother!" The scripture army struggled desperately and couldn't get rid of the mountain-like shackles, and he scolded.

"It's so unreasonable, I persuaded you kindly, but I was scolded by you!" Zhao Youfang and several people still persuaded each other with good words and held on.

Several of the girls were stunned, their faces changed, and they shrank numbly by the wall, and a few of them were already running down screaming.

The other boys came to their senses, divided their troops, shouted, snatched the scripture army, and pulled him out of the dormitory building.

This is worth it, and after beating the student union, the student union's direct manager Na Guoqiang is furious. A student war spilled over between teachers.

That Guoqiang shouted calmly, and he could hear his suppressed tone of grief and indignation, just like a loaded old gun, a bullet would shoot out of the angry gun at the slightest touch of the trigger.

calmly and not angry, the horn didn't pay attention to it even shouting a few times, the pleasant mobile phone rang, she looked at it, turned it off fiercely, and took Jin Xiaonan out.

Pushing open the door, I saw that Guoqiang was sitting angrily, Xia Yuan was sitting silently, and Wen Wenjun and Ge Yongjie were standing next to him arguing and crying.

Calmly walked into a ** library, if there is a trace of ***, there will be an earth-shattering explosion.