Our school has evening self-study. The time for evening self-study always passed very slowly and painfully, so Yu Lele invented a game.

The game consists of the five of us taking turns standing on the stool when the teacher turns around, and then sitting down to see who happens to be caught by the teacher. It's a heartbeat and excitement to play.

More exciting is yet to come. I saw Yu Lele take advantage of the teacher's turn to write on the blackboard, quickly lay on the ground, and slowly crawled towards Jiang Shaohua. Jiang Shaohua was hiding his mobile phone in the book, reading the novel intently, not noticing Yu Lele who had climbed to his feet.

The next step is even more interesting. Yu Lele suddenly took off Jiang Shaohua's shoes, and in Jiang Shaohua's stunned eyes, he quickly threw his shoes from the classroom to the window.

"Yu Lele, I'm your mother!" Jiang Shaohua scolded, attracting the teacher who was lecturing.

"What are you doing in the back row?!Eh, what's that thing lying on the ground?"

"Teacher, I'll pick up my pen. Just as we were secretly rejoicing and about to watch Yu Lele being scolded, he actually conjured a pen from his hand as if he was doing a trick, and then walked back to his seat pretendingly.

"What about this classmate, why did you swear and disrupt the order of the class just now?" the teacher looked at Jiang Shaohua again.

"Report, teacher...... My shoes are out. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

The teacher's face was flushed with anger, and he pointed at him and asked loudly, "Why did your shoes fly off your feet in good shape?

"Teacher really......" Jiang Shaohua had no choice but to raise one foot, which caused a snickering in the class.

"Pick it up for me!

So, Jiang Shaohua raised one foot in front of our class and left the classroom with a jump.

Every day spent in Eleven Middle School was very happy, and the relationship between the five of us became closer and closer, so close that Yu Lele and I could strip naked and go to the toilet to take a shower, rubbing each other's backs.

We rubbed each other's backs in the toilet, and we didn't realize that a big net had fallen on us invisibly.

Today is Thursday, which means that you can leave school at noon tomorrow and take the school bus home. This afternoon's math class was so boring that I couldn't help but doze off. Just as I was about to lose consciousness and fall asleep, there was a sudden argument in front of me.

"Can you speak softly, I want to sleep!" shouted a boy with a combed airplane head, pointing to the explosive head sitting in front of him.

"I said you're sick, you can sleep when you sleep, what's in the way of you?"

"I'm your mother!" the head of the plane was furious, picked up a book and slapped it at the explosive head, and the two of them fought in front of the lecturer.

Fights in class have happened no less than five times this week, and I'm not surprised that I'm readjusting my sleeping position and getting ready to sleep.

When I was about to fall asleep again, the front door of the class was kicked open, and several students wearing sophomore uniforms walked in and shouted directly, "Who is Yang Bin?"

I looked up at them blankly, not knowing what they were looking for me.

The head of the plane and the head of the explosion stopped fighting, and the classmates in the class all looked at me and told them in this silent way that I was Yang Bin.

"Are you Yang Bin?" Among the group of sophomores, a man with a nose ring swaggered towards me, looking like a drag.

"I am, what's wrong?" I thought back in my head, not remembering knowing him at all.

"!" the man's face changed when he heard my answer, and he overturned my desk.

"What are you doing?!" I got angry too, and stood up and shoved him.

"This student, can you take your friends out first, we are in class......" The teacher on the podium said cautiously.

"It's none of your business, get out of here!" a sophomore kicked the podium scoldingly, and the teacher instantly fell silent.

Look, in Eleventh Middle School, the teacher is such a humble identity.

"Where did I offend you and come and turn my table?" I asked angrily.

"Didn't you offend us? Didn't you say that the lion was going to hit us after the fight? What, amnesia?" the nose ring man slapped me lightly on the face, as if he was about to drop a slap at any moment.

And when I heard this, I broke out in a cold sweat.

"I didn't say I was going to fight you, and I didn't beat the lion. I tried to calm myself down and patiently explained to the man with the nose ring in front of me.

"I'll fuck you!" another of the sophomores stood up and yelled at me. "Dare to call people yin me Meng Hai, and don't see if you have this qualification! Baozi, don't talk nonsense with him, just beat him up here!"