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The wind was slightly cool, the leaves were about to turn yellow, and two things happened on the first day of the season when it felt cold for the first time.

I'll start with the first thing.

The hero of this matter is our dormitory chief.

When I first saw him that day, he had gauze on his left forehead, covering the area above his eyebrows.

"I'll go, Captain, you ... Did you hit a power pole while walking? As soon as I entered the dormitory, my eyes were fixed on the head of the dormitory, and my face was full of surprise.

"I told someone to do it." The head of the house said lightly, "Someone else kicked it for me." ”

My face was full of surprise.

"What's wrong with you, head? Annoyed people? "I was a little puzzled after I was surprised.

Although the head of the dormitory has a very dissolute personality, he is not the kind of person who takes the initiative to find trouble.

However, it is a bit unreasonable that someone actually beat the head of the house.

"My buddy, robbed my guy's girlfriend." The head of the house smiled bitterly, "On the weekend, I was in a car with that buddy and was walking to the station, but I was surrounded by people halfway through. ”

"And then you were beaten by mistake?" I suddenly felt a little funny, "You're too lucky." ”

The head of the house was also covered with black lines, but as soon as my body moved, I could faintly see the wounds that had not healed under the gauze on my forehead.

As far as I can see, the wound on the left eyebrow of the head of the house is not small, and it is a little further down to the eye.

I thought to myself, God had stopped the car, and had not been able to hurt the hapless head of the house any more severely.

But it didn't take long for me to feel that the chief might have been possessed by the god of doom, and that he had had been so unlucky all day.

When I got to the classroom, the class was almost full.

The homeroom teacher stood in the doorway, scanning every student who passed by like a door god.

I successfully passed the level of the class teacher and entered the class.

But the head of the house was stopped.

"I heard you got into a fight at the school gate?" The head teacher called the head of the dormitory.

At that time, the place where the head of the dormitory was beaten was indeed in the alley very close to the school gate, and people would naturally see it when people came and went.

It's just that no one cares about it at that time.

"I was beaten." The head of the house corrected.

"You got the word to the head of grade, you know?" The head teacher looked serious, and it was obvious that this matter had attracted the attention of the teachers.

"What does it matter to me, I don't know those people." The head of the house said.

"Whatever you do, can they beat you? Or do you have a problem. The head teacher said with some anger.

"I'm going to be hit wrong and it's still on me?" The head of the dormitory became angry all of a sudden, and his voice was controlled and he shouted.

Naturally, we were shocked by the sound of only one wall, and the originally noisy classroom immediately fell silent.

Then the voice faded away, and it was evident that the head teacher had called the head of the dormitory farther away.

But the shouts were still heard.

First it was the voice of the head of the dormitory, and then the head teacher was also angry and shouted.

After a while, the head of the housekeeper pushed the door open, looking impatient.

He walked over to his seat, picked up his bag roughly, and then turned to leave the classroom.

The head of the dormitory was sent home for three days to reflect.

It may be that the resentment of the head of the house is too heavy and he does not face it calmly, otherwise just writing a review can replace the reflection.

After the head of the dormitory left the classroom, I remembered that the classroom key I had borrowed had not been returned to him.

This brings us to the second thing.