The first two classes in the morning were Chinese classes, and it was a vice principal of the school with the surname Dai, and as a vice principal, and surnamed Dai, he was also depressed for a long time!

Teachers and classmates are not good at calling him acting vice principal directly, as long as the principal is not present, they will directly call him acting principal, but there is a new stunned young teacher, who does not pay attention to these details.

Later, our acting vice principal didn't give him small shoes, but only gave him a pair of size 50 shoes to wear, anyway, every time he was assigned to a class, the teacher was basically responsible for the two most naughty classes.

However, the acting vice principal did a really good job in the Chinese class, quoting scriptures, quoting from the side, and interspersing one or two meat jokes from time to time, which was entertaining and entertaining, and brought the students' emotions to a climax from time to time.

At this time, the vice president was on the podium, and according to international practice, he first made a few official remarks, and then began to give a formal lecture.

"Today, I will talk about the Book of Poetry, the Book of Songs, which is the first collection of poetry in my country.

It occupies an important place in the cultural history of China and even the world.

Why? Because it contains poems from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the Spring and Autumn Period, about 500 years ago, a total of 305 poems......"

After pulling the west, he began to shake his head and recite the poem: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, my fair lady, the gentleman is good, I can't ask for it, and I can't think about it." ”

Looking at the guy with a big split hair, his hair is shiny, and he is foaming at the front desk in a navy blue tunic with a splash of mouth, and his left hand is cocked as an orchid finger from time to time, indulging in poetry, but Nie Feng maliciously thought, if you really want to go back to ancient times, this guy may not be a flower thief.

Thinking unconsciously, Nie Feng pricked up his ears and quietly explored the changes around him.

Recently, he found that his hearing had improved to a certain extent compared to before, and he could hear some subtle sounds around him that could not be captured by ordinary people.

Wen Yun was flipping through the books, probably not paying attention to the lecture; Cheng Ling was sitting in the back row of Nie Feng, but his eyes in the big black-rimmed glasses were roaming around; the fat man's eyes were wide open, as if he was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, but his actual heart was wandering in Java.

In the last row, Wen Xiaobing was leaning against the wall, squatting and walking.

Wen Xiaobing looks a bit like Bruce Lee, he has loved martial arts since he was a child, and when he was a child, he won the runner-up in the junior group of the city's martial arts competition, and he was a martial arts idiot, so Cheng Ling gave him a nickname "Pirated Bruce Lee".

Every time he goes to class, he leans against the back wall while squatting and listening to the class, the subject teacher talks to him several times, he says that it is easy to desert in class, and it must be so that he can lift his spirit, anyway, it is this sentence over and over again, and over time, the teacher is gone.

In addition, due to the divorce of his parents at an early age, Wen Xiaobing followed his mother at a very young age, lacked fatherly love, and his personality was relatively introverted, he was silent all day long, rarely communicated with his classmates, and couldn't say a few words to Nie Feng, a good friend.

At this time, the acting vice president was telling a meat joke.

"A man and a woman were chatting, and the woman complained that the radio gymnastics was too fake, and she had done chest expansion exercises for more than ten years, but her breasts had never grown. ”

"The man's answer, have you ever seen the boy who dances the Latin dance Tintin being stretched?"

The class burst into laughter.

Nie Feng was originally immersed in the subtle sounds around him, but suddenly there was a sudden sound, his heart was shaken, and a wisp of fishy liquid gushed out of his nostrils.

Nie Feng had a nosebleed! Nie Feng listened to the meat joke and heard the bleeding!

Cheng Ling fussed.

"Young man, you are so angry, you will have a nosebleed when you listen to a joke!" the acting vice principal sighed, extremely envious.

......

The two classes ended quickly, and the acting principal patted his ass and left.

"Fatty, find a way to find me some work to do and earn some money. During recess, Nie Feng said to the fat man.

The money of the big gold chain must be returned in time, and it will roll higher and higher when it is dragged behind.

"Stick a knife for your brother, little meaning. The fat man thought for a moment and said, "Well, you know, I have an uncle who works as a contractor at a construction site outside the city, and you can go to odd jobs, and I will greet him and promise to take care of you." ”

"After a long time, you mean to tell me to move bricks?" Nie Feng thought for a while, his face was not good-looking.

"Well, oh, no, why don't you go to Uncle Wang's restaurant next door to help, it's good enough. "Fat Liu is a little weak-hearted.

"Just go wash the dishes. Nie Feng glanced at the fat man, "Is that the restaurant opened by Lao Wang next door to your house?"

The fat man is embarrassed.

"Fatty, can you find something with technical content?" Nie Feng twisted his neck.

The fat man thought for a moment and said:

"Why don't we go and sing, I'm sorry, I mean, let's go to the street to play the guitar and sing, this money comes quickly, and it's 20 yuan to order a song. As long as you sing 20 songs a night, you will get four songs in a month, and you will get six ...... in two or two."

"Get out of the way. Nie Feng has the urge to beat people, the fat man sings like a wolf, it is estimated that he will scare the child to cry at night, and every time he sings, he raises his voice, and he goes to the smoke mode.

This guy is not reliable at all.

As the saying goes, things gather by like, people by groups, this is true of society, and the same is true of schools.

After the first class in the afternoon, Xiao Liu Fatzi took Nie Feng to the dance rehearsal hall of the school complex.

What do you mean? That's what you mean by making money?

In the dance hall, a group of boys and girls are rehearsing and dancing.

Liu Fatzi took out his mobile phone and recorded it on the spot.

"Do you know Douyin Kuaishou?"

"Understand something," Nie Feng found a feeling in a trance.

"Xiaofeng, now it's the fan economy, take a picture of this video and play it on the Internet, as long as the click rate is high, it's a lot of money!"

This Nie Feng knew that he had read reports that some little girls who were engaged in live broadcasts were coquettish, cute, and sang some songs, and their monthly income was tens of thousands.

"I made a video last time and earned more than 300 yuan. As long as we go for something novel, such as dog fights, people bite dogs, etc., the rate of custody clicks skyrockets. ”

Also, today's young people are impetuous, and people are stupid and have a lot of money, as long as they make something fresh and exciting, they don't have to worry about no sales.

Nie Feng calculated, he has to pay back 20,000 yuan, and now there is a gap of 10,000 yuan, according to the fat man's statement, it is to shoot twenty or thirty small videos, and pay it off, maybe there is still a balance, this business is a good deal.

Unexpectedly, a teenager walked out of the hall, "What are you doing here?"

This young man has dyed pale blonde hair, wears a stud earring in his left ear, and has slender eyes that are seductive, and he looks like a beautiful Korean man.

"What class are you from, and who is allowed to peep and take pictures here?"

The boy shouted angrily, this beautiful man is the vice president of the school dance association, and he is rehearsing a show with some younger students and sisters, preparing for the school anniversary.

In order to keep it secret, the door is usually closed during rehearsals, but I didn't expect the two lewd teenagers to take pictures with their mobile phones.

"You violated our portrait rights, privacy rights, do you know it, deleted the video!"

Damn, Liu Fatzi and Nie Feng blew up on the spot, and they also returned TMD's privacy and portrait rights, and they really regarded themselves as big stars!

"Gao Feng, forget it. A beautiful girl said.

"Wan Xian'er, don't sympathize with them, these people, just shoot some videos and put them on the adult Internet if they have nothing to do. ”

The two of them were stunned for a moment, damn, you really think of yourself as an island hero, an action star!

People came out of the rehearsal hall one after another, and they joined the ranks of the application, and the heroes did not suffer the losses in front of them, and the two saw that the situation was not right, so they turned around and slipped away.

The young man surnamed Gao grabbed the fat man, and the fat man dodged on the side, so the young man turned his hand and grabbed Nie Feng, "Don't go." ”

As soon as Nie Feng exerted his strength, the neckline of his clothes was torn off the ground.

"you!" Nie Feng turned his head and punched the other party in the nose.

The boy squatted on the ground with his nose covered, blood flowing profusely.

"A gentleman doesn't use his mouth, he doesn't use his hands. ”

Xiao Liu Fat Man hurriedly played a round, and when he saw more people pouring out of the hall, he knew that something was wrong, so he grabbed Nie Feng and ran away.

In fact, Nie Feng really didn't want to do it, but just now, for some reason, an inexplicable negative emotion poured out, and he was excited, so he couldn't help but punish him a little.

In the words of Liu Fatzi, it is tolerable, but it is unbearable.

That is, the uncle can bear it, and the aunt can't bear it.

When school was over, Nie Feng didn't say hello to the fat man, picked up his schoolbag and left.