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Who knows if there's anyone watching me, I can't take that risk.

After that, I put the remaining 6 buns in my school bag, and after this incident, I had no appetite at all.

I need to gather my thoughts now.

I feel dizzy.

How do you always feel as if you have forgotten something.

Hmm~ What did you forget? What did I want to do? My head looks like it's going to explode!

"Shouldn't you go to school?"

Xiao Chen reminded me.

That's right, go to school!

When I passed by the post office, I looked up at the time on the big screen, 7:35.

Yes! It's late!

My dizzy head suddenly cleared up a little, so I took my schoolbag off my back, carried it in my hand, and ran towards the school at a speed of 100 meters (because running with a schoolbag would be very uncomfortable and would affect my speed).

Sometimes when I was unlucky enough to drink cold water, I felt stuffy, and when I was only one road away from the school gate, the traffic light at the intersection happened to turn into a red light, and suddenly all the waiting cars started their engines one after another like mud cows entering the sea.

The school starts at half past seven, and after half past seven, the school director and security guard wait for the late students at the gate, and then give each of the late students a broom to sweep the school gate.

There is not much space at the school gate, and there are many people who "commit crimes" at the school gate, so it doesn't take a few minutes to almost finish cleaning.

At 7:40 a.m., the director will return to the school building, and the late students will be put back into their classes after registration, and the school security guard will usually go back to the guard room next to the school gate to chat and close the retractable door by the way.

And I'm at this point right now, stuck in traffic on the sidewalk across from the school.

Depend on! Your sister! The school gates were slowly closing, and I could only watch from the other side.

Security Guard: Can't you close the door two minutes late? In such a hurry to go to the guardhouse to chat? What is there to talk about in a hut with a few big men!

Finally, when the green light came, I crossed the street to the front of the school.

With the idea that I will be wrong, I am not in a hurry.

"The next time is the time to test your acting skills, remember not to be nervous, as soon as you are nervous, you will be exposed."

Xiao Chen and I said face to face with a serious face.

Looking at Xiaochen's (that is, my) Q version of face, I always feel like laughing.

I can only accept the reality - Xiao Chen does exist.

I'm not mortal, but ......

At least give me a superpower! What's the use of such a Q version of a doll that can chat? This thing can't even complain! Is my subconscious so old-fashioned? Tell me where your USB port is! I'll download a few sets of spit for you right away when I get home!

Maybe it's because my imagination is too rich, so I have a thought of the existence of "Xiao Chen".

Xiao Chen probably didn't want to pay attention to me, threw a contemptuous look at me, and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Nima is back! What does that expression mean? Do you despise spitting? Tucao is an advanced skill that can only be learned at level 60! You level 20 rookie really can't!

I pressed my body against the small iron gate next to the school's retractable door and called out to the security guards in the police office.

Hearing my voice, a recently new security guard came out and asked me:

"Late? Which class? ”

As soon as I heard this, I knew that he was going to take a name and report it to the director, and finally deduct the class points.

I'm not afraid to find my parents, I can't find them myself! I'm afraid of causing trouble to our homeroom teacher.

Our homeroom teacher's name is Zhao Xiao, who has just graduated from university, and because he has no experience as a homeroom teacher before, he was assigned to the sixth class of our high school for the first time in his life, which is a well-known problem class in the school.

The so-called problem class is notoriously difficult to manage, because there are too many strange things in the class.

Many teachers apply for transfers after less than a month, or resign.

Although the homeroom teacher does not have much teaching experience, it may be because she is the same age as us and is very kind, and we have always been very honest in her class.

When the head teacher first arrived in the class, she took special care of the classmates, so I also had a good impression of her, and in our hearts she didn't seem to be a teacher, but like a big sister.

It doesn't matter to me whether the class deducts points or not, but it's better not to trouble her.

Thinking of this, I put on a nonchalant look.

"I am in the sixth class of the second year, and I got up a little fever this morning, so I came late. But I've already asked the head teacher for leave, so if you don't believe me, you can ask the head teacher. ”

I knew that even if he asked, with the head teacher's understanding of us, he would understand my intentions when he thought about it, and she would definitely lie for me.

According to the time, the director should not have checked the class when he returned to the teaching building, so this is an unsolvable lie.

"Why is it the sixth class of the second year? Alas~ Then you will go in first! ”

Maybe he saw that my face was not very good, and he didn't call to ask, and just let me in.

It seems that staying up late with dark circles is still somewhat useful, but what do you mean by that? Is the reputation of Class 6 known to the whole school?

Our Tianbei No. 3 Middle School has two teaching buildings, one in the south and one in the north.

Between the two school buildings is a basketball court.

A large stadium has recently been built to the north of the south school building, and a gymnasium has been built next to the south school building to the east of the stadium, which is said to have been built with funds from the city.

Usually our physical education classes are held in this stadium, and the school sports day is also held in this stadium.

The gymnasium is for students with sports specialties to practice inside, and it is usually open to people from outside, but you have to pay a fee to let you in.

However, not many people are willing to spend money to exercise, the facilities inside are very ordinary, and it is better to spend money to go to the gym than to go to the gym.

I am a science student, and the teaching building is the one on the south side, and the north building is the territory of the liberal arts students and seniors in the third year of high school.

Since the beginning of high school, I have been divided into arts and sciences, and the courses of liberal arts are relatively easy compared to them, but for people like me who do not attend classes, the arts and sciences are the same.

Tianbei No. 3 Middle School has two gates, one to the east and one to the south.

Compared to the south, it should be regarded as the back door of the school.

I usually enter the school from the east gate, the east gate of the school is relatively close to the north teaching building, and I have to pass the basketball court to go to the south teaching building.

An iron fence was placed around the basketball court to prevent the flying basketballs from hitting passing students.

It just so happened that the small gate of the iron fence of the basketball court was not closed, so I walked through the basketball court and went directly to the entrance of the South Teaching Building.

On the way, except for a few teachers, I didn't meet a single student.

At this time, the students should be in the classroom.

Although I walked in front of the teaching building, there were still two "checkpoints" in front of me.

The old janitor in the duty room of the school building, and the school leaders who check the classes in the corridors of each floor every morning.

This old man is said to be a relative of the principal, and he listens to the principal in everything, and he is famous for his iron-faced selflessness, and even the director has to be polite when he sees him.

I remember one time, a girl in the first year of high school had a stomachache and forgot to ask the teacher for a leave note, and the old man refused to let him out, and in the end, the girl went upstairs to ask for a leave note before letting go.

I peeked at the duty room from behind the glass door of the school building, and fortunately, the janitor was sleeping soundly.

Huh? Why do you feel like you're a thief?

No matter, let's go first.

I gently opened the tempered glass door of the school building and walked in a flash.

The rest is the key, our class is on the fifth floor which is the highest floor, which means I have to go through four floors to get to the class.

The three floors downstairs are the first high, and the two floors upstairs are the second high.

The devil knows if he happened to encounter the head of grade, the principal or something.

I sprinted upstairs as fast as I could, without making too much noise, and passed through floors 1 to 4 unharmed.

As I climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor, I was confronted by the balding director who was in charge of our sophomore, probably just after checking the class and was about to go downstairs.

The so-called class inspection is to glance at the glass one class after another, to see if there is a class to sleep, do not listen to the class and chat, whether the subject teacher has arrived, and so on.

About four or five times a day, since the monitoring is installed in each class, I check it every morning, and the rest of the time is in the duty room on the first floor to stare at the big screen to watch the "live broadcast".

Every time I see him, it's not good, I don't know where this director heard about my junior high school and the gangsters outside the school, and from time to time he finds fault with me.

"Stop! Which class? What are you doing out there? ”

Luckily, he thought I had just come out of the class, so I followed his words and continued:

"Director, I had a stomach problem and asked the teacher for leave to go to the toilet."

Each floor of the school building has separate men's and women's toilets.

"Oh! Then hurry up and go back! ”

Probably because I was in a good mood today, I didn't embarrass me, so I turned around and went downstairs.

Hey! My acting skills don't change my face even when I lie.

really responded to that sentence: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

I was smug as I knocked on the class door.

Through the glass on the class door, I saw that the head teacher was writing a commentary on the classical Chinese in black and white.

That's right, the head teacher, Mr. Zhao, teaches Chinese.

Hearing my knock on the door, Mr. Zhao organized the classroom discipline and walked out.

I explained to her, saying that the alarm clock at home was broken, and I woke up late, and I told her how I sneaked into the school.

The homeroom teacher let me go back to class without asking me a detailed question, and I returned to my seat and listened absentmindedly to the homeroom teacher's lecture.

I've been thinking about the ring in my jacket pocket and the uncle who claimed to be my mom's colleague who was injured.

I wonder where he is now? Didn't get caught?

Unconsciously sleepiness came back again, and I had experienced so many things in the morning, and my spirit was a little unbearable.

I remember that the next class should be English, which is the subject that annoys me the most, and every time I see the words and phrases in the English textbook, I am annoyed.

The person who taught us English was an aunt who was close to fifty, wearing a red-rimmed eye, a short ponytail dyed yellow, an old-fashioned personality, a serious face, and never smiling in class.

According to herself, she has a son who is in his senior year. Whenever someone spoke in class and didn't listen to her, she would compare her son with us, and often said something that was: My son didn't have to worry about learning since he was a child, he studied by himself. What's wrong with my son, what awards did my son get when he was a kid...... In a word: her son is the best in the world.

In short, none of the classmates in the class liked her.

At the end of each semester, the school will send students a teacher evaluation form to score the performance of each subject teacher for half a semester, and it is anonymous, so this is the only chance for students to "revenge" teachers who don't like it.

Of course, it was she who scored the lowest every time. On the contrary, our homeroom teacher's score has always been very high, which is probably related to the good reputation of the homeroom teacher in the class.

In addition to scoring, you can also give advice to teachers in the evaluation form, and give her a variety of opinions, such as: treat students equally, don't answer the phone in class, and write well on the board...... is even more bizarre wrote: Don't wear stockings to class, it looks disgusting.

Well, this seems to have been written by Chai Yilin, the little fat man in the class.

Maybe she herself knows that she is not popular in our class, so she rarely cares about our class discipline this semester, and whenever she goes to class, she chats, sleeps, and eats.

Huh? It seems that she can't go to her class in this state.

I finally managed to stay up until the end of class, and when I thought that the next class would be in English, I fell asleep on the table peacefully......