One day without words, the second day is the opening ceremony.

Early in the morning, the school gathers all the students in the auditorium to prepare for a morning of chicken soup for the soul. In fact, to put it bluntly, the so-called opening ceremony is nothing more than a few leaders boasting about the school's praise, and there is not much that really has to do with the students.

Our school auditorium is huge, with a capacity of almost 1,000 people. However, there are a lot of students in our class, and many people who are not in our grade also come here to watch the little girls join in the fun, which makes the usually spacious auditorium very crowded at this time.

But luckily, our class sat in the front seat, and almost everyone had a seat. Actually, I still don't know what the seats were in at our school. The second row of our class, then the fifth class, then the second class, then the first class, and then the hodgepodge of classes, I feel that there is no pattern at all, anyway, I didn't find it.

Speaking of which, some people may ask, since my class is sitting in the second row, who is sitting in the front row? Is it the school leader?

Then you are wrong, it is not the leader who sits at the front, the leader is on the stage. Sitting in the front row are the graduates of the previous year, all of whom are better mixed. Restaurateurs, veterinarians or something. The most awesome one was that after a year in our school, I was admitted to the third middle school.

I've hated this kind of superficial occasion since I was a child, and I don't know why, I get sleepy when I hear them reason. This time, as usual, I was staring at me and preparing to go to sleep, when suddenly I saw something that made me sleepy.

Fuck, there was a yellow-haired general in the front row who turned around to talk to Zhao Ran, and Zhao Ran was obviously unwilling to talk to him, and it was not easy to show it clearly, so he could only laugh awkwardly there. Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me, it stands to reason that Zhao Ran and I haven't reached that level, but I just don't want to see her being too close to someone other than me.

I'm fidgeting now, and I know he's not a good guy when I look at that yellow hair, he's not very old, he has curly hair, and he's so yellow, phew, disgusting.

But I think about it, I can't just rush over at this time and tell him to stay away from Zhao Ran, after all, there are so many people. Besides, I don't necessarily beat him, oh no, I can't beat him. Don't look at him as thin and thin, but he is very tall, how to describe it, it is like a lump of stool on a chopstick, how disgusting it is, how disgusting it is. But I'm not much better, I'm a pumpkin on a bamboo stick, a hanging sample.

But I can't just watch Zhao Ran fall into dire straits, I quietly changed places with the two classmates next to me, so that Zhao Ran and I were next to each other.

The yellow hair looked at me in surprise, although he didn't say anything, but I knew that he wanted to eat me. Because as soon as he beat me, Zhao Ran immediately looked at me with a smile, changing his perfunctory state just now.

That yellow hair must be very unhappy at this time, and he wants to beat me up. But I'm not afraid now, after all, there are so many people here, what else can he do.

"Brother, my name is Wang Shan, what do you call it?"

Damn, he's going to declare war, what's the matter, report himself. Why, you still want to scare me, grass.

I wanted to tell him out loud at that time, what is the king of mountains and seas, Lao Tzu has never heard of it. But I thought about it a little and still didn't dare to say it. Actually, to be honest, I'm still quite an honest kid now, although I stabbed Zhang Liang at that time, but it was because he really forced me to be anxious, and if he hadn't forced me to do that, I wouldn't have dared to do it.

In fact, to put it bluntly, I am still a coercion in my heart. It's not just me, it's most people. It's one thing to dare to do it when you're impulsive, and it's another thing to dare to do it in ordinary times. I don't believe that anyone can become a thief because of stabbing someone, and he has all the good qualities. That can only happen in novels, the real strong people, that are forced out step by step.

At this time, although I heard Wang Shan ask me what my name was, I didn't reply to him. Because I kept an eye on it, I was afraid that if he knew my name, someone would come and me, then I would be beaten! I didn't answer him directly, but called out with a cheap smile: Brother Shan. I said I'll just ask Zhao Ran something and leave immediately.

As soon as he heard what I said, he thought I was quite acquainted, and he felt that he was awesome in front of Zhao Ran, which scared me. Why don't you pretend to be generous and say it's okay, brother, you ask slowly, I'll watch the show too.

I'll it, this is better than it really is. I have to ask slowly, after all, Zhao Ran's family moved away in the fourth grade of elementary school, I have to ask how she has been doing in the past few years to figure it out, hehe, this pen.

Zhao Ran was quite unhappy at first when she heard that I was leaving immediately, but I gave her a look and asked her not to worry, and then the two of us naturally chatted. I haven't seen you for a few years, and I miss it very much, and I really chatter together. Originally, I thought that the two of us could find a few topics at random, but this conversation lasted all morning, and we talked until the end of the opening ceremony. During this period, the yellow hair wanted to interject several times, but neither of us took him in his mouth, and after a few times, he simply didn't come and had nothing to say.

At the end of the ceremony, Zhao Ran and I hadn't finished chatting, so we said that we would continue after returning to the classroom.

Seriously, I almost forgot about Huang Mao at this point, I thought he should have left a long time ago, but when it was over, I saw that he was still sitting here. I looked at him sideways, and his face was gloomy!

I don't know what to say, because I'm stupid. And I don't know him well, and I don't think he can bother me because of this little thing.

I said hesitantly: Brother Shan, I'm really embarrassed, I haven't seen my old classmates for several years, and the conversation is on the rise.

"Just Nima's size, fuck you, you wait for Lao Tzu, I won't fucking kill you Lao Tzu with your surname"

When I heard what he said, my heart "fluttered", and my first feeling was that it was over, and I had to be beaten if I didn't do it well this time, and I was soft. I said Brother Shan, I was wrong, you have a lot, don't be like me, you can spare me this time!

I know, I'm a coercion now, I haven't said this for nearly three months, I used to talk to Zhang Liang, but I haven't said it since I stabbed him. Because most of the students in our school knew about it, they were afraid of me.

But if I had to pick up a knife again, I would never have had the courage to stab it.

Now I feel like I'm back in that time, when I was bullied, and I became that laughing stock monkey again. I didn't want to do this, but I didn't want to be beaten up, I knew I was pretending to be coerced to find a reason to comfort myself. But I can't care about it so much, I just want Huang Mao to forgive me and don't beat me. But I didn't expect that I would grovel so much and admit coercion, but instead of getting Huang Mao's forgiveness, I got even greater humiliation.