Before being chopped off, the group also threatened Li Hanwei that if he dared to betray them, he would also chop off his son's hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shen Qiong received a reply in less than a moment, and then his brow fell heavily.

Because the other party replied: "I don't know!"

It seems that it is not easy to track down this matter, and after thinking about it again, Shen Qiong decided to hand over this matter to Zhu Deshou to deal with.

Zhu Deshou has not appeared on Shili Street for a long time, and although he has not shown his face, he has not stopped.

Now Zhu Deshou has opened a security company, specializing in recruiting veterans and some gangsters in society.

Bars, Casinos, KTVs...... In many places, Zhu Deshou's people are watching, and the advantage of this is that basically no one comes to make trouble, because everyone knows that it is Brother Zhu's territory.

Even before the police come to inspect, they can be informed in advance and prepared.

The water here is very deep, and the interests are layered on top of each other.

Zhu Deshou can get mixed up to this day, in fact, in addition to his strong wrists, he is also stained with Master Shen's light, because all the neighbors of Shili Street know that he once played gongs and drums to Tianji Pavilion to congratulate.

Everyone knows what is going on here, at first it was because of Zhu Deshou, everyone didn't dare to go to Tianji Pavilion to find faults, but now it has been reversed, and many people have taken a fancy to the relationship between Zhu Deshou and Master Shen, so they handed over the business cooperation to Zhu Deshou.

The people on the road also give Zhu Deshou's face very much, after all, Brother Zhu is mixed up from Shili Street, and the current Shili Street is equivalent to Master Shen's endorsement.

……

Saturday.

Pucheng, on the way to Pui Ying Middle School.

A group of high school students in school uniforms were walking down the road on bicycles, and one of the boys had a soccer ball hanging from the car.

"Playing football in the afternoon?" Meng Xianwu took the initiative to ask the classmate next to him.

"In the afternoon, I took the final exam on Monday, so I don't need to review?" Jiang Mingde next to him smiled bitterly.

Meng Xianwu said with an indifferent expression: "I've been reviewing for a week, but I can't stand it anyway." ”

"If you can't stand it, you have to watch it, otherwise how will you spend this winter vacation, and you will have a little more money for the New Year. Jiang Mingde said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'll go back and ask them if they can kick it. Meng Xianwu said helplessly.

The two quickly rode to the school gate, then got out of the car and took out the school badge, and pushed the car into the school.

Saturday was supposed to be a day off, but in order to give students enough time to revise before the exam, the school asked everyone to come to school in the morning for self-study.

As for the senior high school party, it is even more hard, basically there are exams every month, and the papers that can't be done are the same, and going home is no different from going to school, anyway, there is no time to rest.

Meng Xianwu is a sophomore in high school this year, which is not bad, but he ponders that he estimates that he may not have time to play football next year.

On the way up the stairs, he met the head teacher Song Xiaoping, and then shouted: "Hello teacher!"

Song Xiaoping turned to look over, suddenly stopped, stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the ball." ”

"Huh?" Meng Xianwu was momentarily dumbfounded.

"I said give me the soccer you are holding, and I will get it in the office after the test. After Song Xiaoping finished speaking, she directly took away the football in Meng Xianwu's hand.

"No, teacher, I only kick after school!" Meng Xianwu shouted.

"When are you still playing, you can play every day when you go home on vacation. Song Xiaoping nagged: "Go back and read early, you will know how to play football." ”

"I ......" Meng Xianwu looked confused, he knew that he wouldn't bring the ball with him, so it was better to go home and play by himself.

The two walked up to the third floor together, and then Song Xiaoping walked towards the teacher's office, and turned around and said, "If you can't finish the composition this time, I will let you practice composition every day next semester." ”

Meng Xianwu suddenly rolled his eyes, he was really unlucky.

When he returned to the classroom, his butt was not hot as soon as he sat down, and Li Jianxu, who usually played football with him, came over.

"What about the ball? Didn't you say dribbling yesterday?"

Meng Xianwu took the Chinese textbook out of the drawer with no temper, "It was accepted by the teacher." ”

"Ahh

"Alas!" Meng Xianwu sighed, "Sister Ping accepted it, I happened to go upstairs with her, and the result was that she would return it to me after the exam." ”

Li Jianxu suddenly shook his head unhappily and left, "Come on, go home in the afternoon and pick up two handfuls." ”

Five minutes later, the representative of the language department walked to the podium and began to lead the group to recite ancient poems.

"Fish, I want, bear's paw, I also want, I can't have both, and he who gives up fish and takes bear's paws. ”

After reading in the morning, there was no teacher to come to class, and the representatives of each subject sent down all the previous test papers, and then asked everyone to go through all the wrong questions, and find the teacher if they didn't understand.

During recess, Meng Xianwu couldn't hold back and ran to the office to find the teacher.

At this time, Song Xiaoping was lecturing a reading question to a classmate in the next class, Meng Xianwu was hesitating to go over and get the ball back, in case the exam was smashed, the teacher continued to get stuck with the ball and did not return it to him, and there was no ball to kick during the winter vacation.

As soon as Meng Xianwu walked in, he was caught by the English teacher.

"I'm looking for you, you look at the last essay you wrote, the whole tense is wrong. English teacher Xiao Lizi said dissatisfiedly: "The multiple-choice questions are all done very well, but the composition is a low score." ”

"I, I was in a hurry when I wrote, and it took a lot of time to ask multiple choice questions in front of me. Meng Xianwu explained.

"Meng Xianwu, come over here, you wait and help me take this stack of rolls to the second shift, and let the section representative distribute it." The chemistry teacher next to him said.

Meng Xianwu could only be disciplined by the English teacher in the end, and then held a large stack of rolls with a bitter face and sent them to the next class.

The morning passed like this, and after school at noon, students who were willing to stay for self-study could stay, and those who did not want to go home.

Meng Xianwu was looking forward to having time to play football in the afternoon after school, but now he can only stay in the classroom and write his homework in frustration.

Anyway, there was no ball to kick when I got home, and the ball was confiscated by the teacher.

At this moment, he received a call from his sister, saying that Master Shen had actually gone to their house, and he had come to him on purpose.

Although it was said that it would take more than two hours to get from Pucheng to Lingxi City, Meng Xianwu, the name of Master Shen, had heard of it, and he immediately packed his schoolbag happily and prepared to go home.

When Meng Xianwu happened to walk out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, several teachers walked out of the office together.

"Meng Xianwu, where are you going, don't you study on your own in the afternoon?" Song Xiaoping suddenly frowned and walked over, "So anxious?"

"I ...... I've got something going on at home!" Meng Xianwu explained.

Song Xiaoping breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, "That's okay! Go back and review well." ”

Meng Xianwu plucked up his courage and said, "Teacher, can you give me back the ball, I promise that I will definitely finish writing the essay in this exam." ”

"No!" Song Xiaoping refused very decisively, "I know how to play football all day long, you look at your grades when you entered the school, when you first came in, you were still in the top fifteen of the class, and now you have to be fifteen to the bottom to find you." ”

"Kick the ball, let me tell you, if you are still thinking about other things now, and you don't study hard, you will definitely regret it when you get to the third year of high school. Song Xiaoping said confidently.

Meng Xianwu lowered his head and didn't dare to refute, and responded: "I know, then I'll go back first." ”

Looking at the back of Meng Xianwu hurriedly walking out of the school gate, Song Xiaoping couldn't help sighing: "If this student can put his mind on playing football, he can at least take one book, and now he is struggling with both books." ”

The physics teacher next to him accosted, "Do you want to talk to his parents?"

After talking, the parents also said that they couldn't control him, threw two balls, and bought new ones himself. Song Xiaoping said helplessly.

"That's a pity, when he comes out to look for a job in the future, he will know that he will regret it. ”

A few teachers chatted as they walked towards the school cafeteria, and in their eyes playing football was not doing their job. As everyone knows, they think that learning is the only way out, but they nip many geniuses from all walks of life in the bud. (To be continued.) )