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The bell rang, the corridor was lively, the toilet trotted all the way, and the step and three shakes went out to hang out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Xingming and Baoqiu came out of the classroom while talking.

The classes of the school are arranged from the middle to the sides in odd and even numbers, with 246 classes to the south and 1357 classes to the north.

As soon as the two of them walked to the door of the third class, they heard a crowd explode behind them, and the boys ran to the seventh class, and the girls stood against the wall, afraid of being hit by the men.

The two of them also looked back, and Zhang Xingming said, "What's the matter?"

Baoqiu pulled his clothes and walked back, saying, "It's a fight, right?" ”

Zhang Xingming followed Baoqiu to the door of the seventh class classroom.

Student fights are nothing in the eyes of boys, they happen all the time in the school building every day, big and small, calm and intense, a group of half-sized children together, it's strange not to fight.

The girl screamed and ran away, but how did you look at that frame and it didn't look like a little scared, I'm really afraid that your eyes are so big to see?

On the contrary, at this time, most of the boys ran faster than the girls, for fear of harming the pond fish, and the fists and banden did not have eyes.

As I got closer, there was a crackling sound of banging and scolding in the seventh class classroom, desks and chairs were knocked down, and things on the desks fell everywhere.

Two people crowded to the door of the classroom and looked inside, the two boys were tearing together, and the students in the classroom were standing behind the teaching, afraid of being affected.

Zhang Xingming looked at it carefully, but he didn't know the name.

One of them had much stronger physical strength than the other, and finally found an opportunity to press the other to the ground, and punched him a few times in the face, and the other covered his face with both hands and writhed to dodge.

After a few beatings, he stood up with a scolding and kicked with his foot and covered his face on the ground, and said, "Get up, mother, get up and fight, aren't you awesome?" ”

The guy had blood all over his face and clothes, and he lay there on his side with his face covered and didn't squeak or move.

Standing up, he kicked a few times, scolded a few words, turned around and walked to the door of the classroom, ready to go to the water room to wash, his nose was also bleeding, but not much, some stains on his clothes.

As soon as he reached the door, the buddy lying on the ground suddenly rolled over and got up, and there was already an extra stool board in his hand.

At this time, the most used by students in fighting is the stool board, and the stool surface on which the students sit is nailed to a piece of hardwood with a width of five or six centimeters and a length of thirty or forty centimeters.

The classroom was bustling with excitement almost at the same time.

When he walked to the door, the guy just wanted to turn back, but he was already half a beat slower, and he was hit the back of the head by the stool.

He covered the back of his head and turned to look at the student, raised another finger and pointed at it, then his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, blood flowed out of the back of his head, and soon a large piece of the ground was red, and the strong smell of blood evaporated in the classroom.

This time it was really shocking, the girl ran out screaming for her life, and the boy also hid far away.

Baoqiu tugged at Zhang Xingming and said, "Let's go, don't look at it, it's troublesome if you die." ”

Zhang Xingming turned his mouth, he couldn't go, looked at Baoqiu, and said, "Hurry up and find the teacher, I'll take a look." ”

After finishing speaking, he entered the classroom, helped the male classmate's head, opened his hair and looked at the wound, and took his hand to stain it with some blood and looked at it.

A large opening was made in the back of his head by the stool board, which was five or six centimeters long, but fortunately, the nails on the stool board were removed, and Zhang Xingming breathed a sigh of relief.

All that comes out is blood, and that's good, at least there won't be any deaths.

Turned the boy's clothes over, tore off a piece of it and pressed it on the back of his head, turned his head to look outside the classroom, Baoqiu was not there, it seemed that he had gone to find the teacher, looked left and right, and said, "What about the one who beat people?"

A classmate on the side said, "I left through the back door, I just left." ”

Zhang Xingming glanced at the back door of the class.

There are two doors in the front and back of the classroom, but the back door is usually locked, and I don't know why the seventh class is open.

A heavy messy footsteps ran from the corridor, and the head teacher of Class 7 followed Baoqiu to the door of the classroom, looked at the students lying in a pool of blood, covered his head, and asked Zhang Xingming, "How is he?"

Zhang Xingming said: "There is an opening in the back of the head, fainted, go and call an ambulance, it's no big deal, just get a few stitches and lie down for a while, the one who hit the person ran away, hurry up to see who it is, go and notify him at home." He had to be hospitalized, so he had to find his parents to pay for it. ”

The head teacher of Class 7 is a female teacher who is not tall, quite rich, Zhang Xingming has forgotten what her surname is, not from the language group, and has not been in contact.

She rubbed her face and asked the students in the class, "Who hit it?"

The students in the class, you look at me, I look at you, they are all hesitating. Students in this era are more concerned about this, and if they make a small report with the teacher, they will not be able to mix in the student pile, they will be ostracized, and they will be retaliated against, and if they don't get it right, they will have to fight again.

They don't want to think about it, can this matter be hidden? Everyone in class is sitting there, who is missing, and the teacher can't see it?

Zhang Xingming said: "If you know it, hurry up and say it, lead the teacher to his house, and you are happy to delay this death? ”

Two boys standing on the side looked at each other, and one of them pulled the teacher's clothes and whispered, "The teacher and I know, we live in the same building." ”

The teacher looked at them, looked at Zhang Xingming, and Zhang Xingming said, "You guys hurry up, I'm waiting for the ambulance here, did you call?"

The teacher nodded and said, "I shouted that they were beaten, so I'm going?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Let the two of them run to find it, and inform his parents to come to the school in your name." You're going to have to take care of it here, do you think you can still have classes here?"

There was another sound of footsteps, and Principal Zhou, Teacher Zhang of the Teaching Office, and two physical education teachers entered the classroom together.

Principal Zhou came in and looked at Zhang Xingming, who was squatting there covering his head for the injured, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Principal. As soon as class got out, there was a fight.,Come over with your classmates to take a look.,That's it.,If no one cares, it's almost bleeding.。 ”

Principal Zhou squatted down and looked at it, but he couldn't see the wound when it was pressed by Zhang Xingming's clothes, so he asked, "The injury is quite serious?"

Zhang Xingming said: "In the back of the head, there is a five or six centimeter-long opening, but it doesn't hurt the bones, and there can't be a big deal, that is, this kid has to lie in the hospital for a while." ”

Principal Zhou nodded and said, "It's okay if it's not a big deal." Do you see what's going on?"