For Jiang Fan, he only has fear left, and the girls around Jiang Fan are all fear, because in his opinion, that girl is definitely not an ordinary person, but that girl has a good temper and does not have the same knowledge as him.

In the man's crying and begging for mercy, he and Tang Zihan got out of here, sent Tang Zihan home, and then went to an Internet café because there was a former classmate there.

If you were to do a survey in middle school and ask you about one school department you hated the most during your school day, it would definitely be the Academic Affairs Office. In addition to the students' grades, the Academic Affairs Office also manages the discipline of the students.

If the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office catches you trampling on the flowers and plants on the campus, littering, they will stop you, and the beginning will always be a sentence, which class? Then, outside the classroom, teach you a lesson time; if you go out without a school card, you will be caught; if you are not in the dormitory during bedtime, you will have to report criticism, and every Monday during the morning meeting of the whole school, let you show your face in front of the whole school.

If you are caught staying up all night in the off-campus computer lab, it must be a parent.

One of the classmates he wanted to meet was Lin Fan, and Lin Fan liked to play with computers, so Lin Fan asked him to meet him in the computer room.

It's just that he didn't know that Lin Fan was in a little trouble at the moment.

Someone came to check, Lin Fan was naturally in trouble, and it was annoying.

Lin Fan was helpless, lying on the table and continuing to sleep, hoping to get by.

Footsteps approached, and his desk was banged.

He knew he was going to be finished, so he began to think of a way to get out.

"Wake up, which class?"

Lin Fan woke up just right, rubbed his eyes, glanced at the male teacher in front of him, and then looked outside, the impatient expression on his face revealed.

"It's your No. 9 Middle School raid again, what kind of eyes do you have, do I look like a student? I don't go to school for a long time. ”

The young male teacher stared at Lin Fan's eyes, although Lin Fan's eyes showed no signs of dodging, but he still wanted to make sure again.

"Every student who is caught says this, don't talk nonsense, take out your student ID card quickly, isn't it in your pocket!"

Lin Fan slapped the table with a snap, and then rose angrily.

"What's the matter, you, Lao Tzu has been playing for a day and a night, can you let me rest for a while, check the students, check the students, check what Lao Tzu is doing!"

Lin Fan regarded himself as a ruffian, tried his best to act like a little, scolded, waved his hand, shouted in his mouth, and then lay down with a tired face.

The male teacher was angry, and when he was about to teach him a lesson, there was a commotion, seeing that the situation was not right, he left a sentence and then cleaned you up, so he hurried over.

"Student Council President?Student Council President is a TMD thing!Can the Student Council President touch my computer as you like?" A yellow-haired ruffian cursed at the student council president in front of him.

"Please keep your mouth clean and don't swear. The president of the student union opened his mouth to fight back, with an angry and inviolable face, for students in the ivory tower, it was really unbearable to be insulted by words.

It's just that the voice of the student union president made Lin Fan sound a little familiar, stood up, walked closer, and saw a handsome face, but now that handsome face is gloomy and a little photographable. No wonder it's a little familiar, Yang Bin of the student union, in his memory, he was already the vice president of the student union in his sophomore year of high school, and tonight he followed the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office out to check the students of the ninth middle school who did not return home at night in the computer room.

Yang Bin, when Lin Fan was just in high school, hurt two people with a rumor, one of whom was Lin Fan. At the beginning of the first year of high school, Lin Fan was studious, simple, kind, and had excellent grades, but his temperament changed greatly by a rumor from Yang Bin, and his academic performance gradually declined, and he gradually became playful. It wasn't until the class reunion many years later that he learned about the rumors of the year that Yang Bin was the culprit.

"I'm still beating you. Huang Mao looked disdainful.

Just heard a snap, Yang Bin was slapped by Huang Mao on the face, where did Yang Bin suffer this kind of grievance, a anger broke out instantly, and he came up and fought with Huang Mao, but he was a student, how could he be Huang Mao's opponent, and this kind of bastard often got together, seeing someone fighting with Huang Mao, a group of people rushed up, and surrounded Yang Bin in the middle to punch and kick.

The teachers and classmates who came with him wanted to help, but Yang Bin was surrounded inside and couldn't help at all, a student pulled a gangster, and the gangster turned around and scolded him if he didn't want to be beaten, get out, and the student timidly threw away his hand.

The male teacher who checked Lin Fan just now didn't know when he went out, but at this time, he hurried over from outside the door, took a calf-thick stick in his hand, roared past, rushed into the crowd, and hit Huang Mao's shoulder with a stick, and then kicked him in the ass.

Huang Mao screamed in pain, just wanted to turn back, but was kicked on the ass again, and immediately fell to the ground in a posture of eating shit, but he was agile, grinning and scolding, and quickly got up, and when he saw a tall young male teacher looking at him with a resolute face, anger surged into his heart, and he yelled, brothers, abolished him.

At this time, most of the young people were enthusiastic, three or four gangsters rushed up, the male teacher was resolutely not afraid, and waved the wooden stick in his hand fiercely, a crisp sound came, and a gangster's arm was broken, and the pain made his cry look a little sad in the night.

The male teacher swung the stick a few more times, forced back a few other gangsters, left a color on them, took a step back, and looked at the gangsters who finally had a fear. "Don't be afraid to continue to come up, no matter what happens to me in the end, there will always be a few of you who have broken legs and broken hands. ”

Huang Mao looked at the injury of the brother with the broken arm, called a person, accompanied the man with the broken arm to the hospital, and told him to go with confidence, and the brother will definitely get justice for you.

After speaking, he glanced at Yang Bin, who had been beaten and couldn't get up, Yang Bin was still in the group of bastards at this time, just now because their brother broke his arm, and the teacher was too ruthless, so he poured his anger on him, and there was another wave of punches and kicks.

Where is Yang Bin still resentful and aggrieved at this time, he begged for mercy for a while, screaming to spare me, I was wrong, and then begged for help, shouting Teacher Zhao, save me. Lin Fan looked at Yang Bin outside, a little gloating.

Huang Mao kicked Yang Bin again with disdain, and then looked at the male teacher with a gloomy face.

"You are the teacher of the ninth middle school, Mr. Zhao, and my mother is quite ruthless, more like a gangster than us. But you're still like a man, seeing your students being beaten, and you're still a little bloody, and you don't want the few behind you to be fucking soft-footed shrimp. ”

There are also five or six teachers and students behind the male teacher, in fact, if you have the courage, you don't necessarily have the strength to fight with the bastards, and Yang Bin, who is the most disadvantaged, will not be beaten so hard, and now he is so ridiculed by Huang Mao, his face is red.

Teacher Zhao didn't have time to talk nonsense with Huang Mao, and his student Yang Bin didn't know if the injury was serious now, so it was best to go to the hospital for treatment immediately.

"Can we get out now? My student is injured and he needs to go to the hospital. ”

Huang Mao looked at Teacher Zhao in surprise, as if he had heard a big joke, and mocked: "My brother's arm is broken, you ask me now if you can go out, do you say yes?"

Teacher Zhao frowned and said, "You beat my student, I beat your brother, and now we have evened ......"

Before Teacher Zhao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Huang Mao in a loud voice: "Teacher Zhao, I hit your student because your student himself is not long-sighted and provoked me, so he should be beaten." I hit him, I got angry, and if I ended up here, I might have forgotten it, but now you're beating me, and you're beating my brother, and you're talking about it, are you a teacher and a brain-dead?"

Teacher Zhao's face sank, knowing that the gangster in front of him was not going to reason with him. "If I reason with you now, I'm afraid you won't listen to it anymore. ”

Huang Mao said arrogantly: "Lao Tzu is most annoyed by the school's set of principles, if you want to be reasonable, follow Lao Tzu's principles." ”

Teacher Zhao knew that Huang Mao's reasoning was not so good, and this Huang Mao must be holding some bad water in his stomach. Of course, the teachers and students behind him had already sensed that today's things could not be good at this time, they provoked this gangster, no, more precisely, it was not easy for Yang Bin to provoke this gangster.

No one spoke, and the late-night computer room fell silent for a few seconds. It's just that for students who have been in the ivory tower, a few seconds are as long as centuries, and I don't know who made the idea, and the voice is very small.

"Let's not call the police. ”

Huang Mao's ears were tipped, and he smiled shamefully: "Call the police, do you have anyone to go out? Who the dares to make a quote!"

"Teacher Zhao, do you want to listen to my reasoning?"

Teacher Zhao seemed to have predicted something, and his face was gloomy and he did not speak.

"Teacher Zhao, if you don't speak, I'll take you as a default, first of all, your student provoked me, I hit him, and I flattened it. Then you beat me, and I naturally want to pay it back, and then, you beat my brother, and my brother wants to pay it back. How did you beat us, how did we come back, the strength is big or small, it's all mind, no matter how it is damaged, it's all fate, how about it?"

Teacher Zhao was silent for a while, it is common for these bastards to injure and beat the disabled, he has good physical fitness, but after a few sticks, he will definitely be injured. After feeling humiliated, the blood in my heart surged, and then I looked back at the other teachers and classmates, and there was encouragement in my eyes, but they lowered their heads one by one, and they didn't seem to have the intention of resisting at all.

"Teacher Zhao, don't look at them, they don't dare to fight back. It's up to you. ”