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The plane took the futon from my hand, the steamed bun carried my backpack, and I walked to the office building with them laughing and laughing with my empty hands.

After arriving, they showed me the luggage downstairs and waited, I went up to the office building, found the teacher, after the general twists and turns, I was actually assigned to the 3rd class, which was actually the key class of the fourth middle school, I couldn't help but sigh that my life was very good, but I never thought that this was the back road for my parents.

I happily went downstairs, and the steamed bun came to me and asked, "How is it, how many shifts have you been assigned to?" ”

"Three shifts."

The first and second classes of Jiangbei No. 4 High School are liberal arts experimental classes, the third, fourth and fifth classes are science experimental classes, the other six to 12 classes are science classes, and the 13th to sixteenth classes are liberal arts classes.

"I'm grass, how can I be assigned to three shifts, how good is it to be assigned to seven shifts." The steamed buns were obviously lost because we didn't get a class.

"I'm taking the test, steamed buns, you're really a big deal, Qiao Chen came from No. 1 Middle School, no matter how you say it, you're the best candidate to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University, do you think it's like us, and you don't ask for anything to do all day long, no!" The plane pointed at the nose of the steamed bun and scolded.

Mantou said one word directly to the plane: Get out.

The plane glanced at him with disdain and then said: "Besides, the third class is the experimental class of the fourth middle school, it is quite awesome, what are you doing when you are assigned to our seventh class, the seventh class is a well-known garbage mischief class in the fourth middle school, everyone must let Qiao Chen go to the third class, you pig brain, it's really bad." "The plane gave me my luggage on my back and scolded and walked very energetically.

",, you're, okay, what about the dormitory? What dorm are you in? Mantou seems to be still looking for a glimmer of hope.

I pulled a note out of my pocket and showed it to them.

"Haha, 613 dormitory, a dormitory with us, it's okay, it's okay, it's finally able to stay together." The steamed bun can't stop being happy.

"The teacher said that the dormitories for the third class were all allocated, and it took a long time to say that I would go to this dormitory."

"Fate, fate." The plane was also delighted.

We came to the dormitory to put away our luggage, steamed buns locked the dormitory door from the inside, and couldn't wait to take out a pack of cigarettes from under the pillow, and gave my brother a few cigarettes, and we began to blow our eyes with clouds and mist.

The three of us blew until the end of school in the afternoon, and the other three in the dormitory also came back, and after saying hello one by one, I learned that this dormitory is from class 7 except for me, class 3.

There is a man named Lu Linhui, nicknamed Professor, who loves to learn, but every time he takes a big exam or a small exam, he hovers between the penultimate and the tenth, and he especially likes to delve into particularly difficult subject problems, involving various incurable diseases in andrology and gynecology, as well as astronomy, geography, the afterlife and the present life.

The professor can talk about the intimate issues between men and women, and he knows everything well, precisely because he thinks he knows everything, so he likes to nag, argue, and be stubborn with others, and he talks like a surging river and sea, never leaving a chance for others, and everyone calls him a professor in order to encourage him.

And I heard the professor say that their home is far away from the school, take the train to the car and then have to take a tractor, the family conditions are very poor, the living expenses basically depend on the school's subsidies and the help of classmates, smoking and drinking are all on the rubbing.

There is also a man named Wang Tuo, his father is an official, I heard that his father has been investigated recently because of his style problems, Wang Tuo is nicknamed Ostrich, he is righteous and upright, he belongs to a sullen man, his family is rich, his export is generous, he is suave by nature, and he often has a mantra on his mouth: the object can be everywhere, and the broken shoes must be numerous.

The remaining one is a sports student, named Li Long, nicknamed the Big Buddha, with a long tiger's back and a bear's waist, a Buddha statue on his face, and particularly long earlobes, which is different from normal people.

The origin of the Buddha is unknown, there is a certain amount of power in the school, the mix is not bad, some people say that the Buddha has a lot of brothers, but some people say that the Buddha is a lone ranger, anyway, no one knows the background of the Buddha, but when it comes to the name of the Buddha, no one does not know that the family background is black.

Mantou said: "When we first came, we heard about the fame of the Big Buddha, and we wanted to follow the Big Buddha, but the Big Buddha unceremoniously rejected us. ”

I patted the steamed bun on the shoulder and said, "Steamed bun, don't always think about who to mess with, study hard, be admitted to university, use knowledge to change your fate, just thinking about mixing is useless." "The steamed bun still doesn't change the way it used to be.

The steamed bun didn't give face: "Learn a ball, I am the material for learning?" You see my long sword eyebrows, sharp nose, sharp eyes, and fierce face, I must be a gangster, don't toss around, it's useless. ”

"Think about it, if you don't study well, if something happens, why should the teacher protect us, and if we enter the society in the future, no one will look down on us without knowledge and culture, good brother, use your brain to study hard." I'm point-in-cheek.

"Holy, who's this, that's good." The Buddha came back from the toilet and heard it, and gave me a thumbs up, full of admiration.

In the evening, everyone went out of the school gate together, ran to the restaurant outside the school, ate and drank, and celebrated my joining the 613 dormitory.

When we were eating, I saw five or six people walking towards us with bad intentions, and I could see that the person who took the lead was Gangzi.

Gangzi and they walked over, put their feet on the chair, and blew bangs with their mouths.

"Damn, I'm living a good life, I still have wine to drink, and stir-fry to eat......" Gangzi's face was full of disdain.

"Gangzi, what are you doing here?" The big Buddha pointed to Gangzi and said, his face was about to burst into anger.

"Alas, alas, I think how they are so calm, it turns out that there is a noble Buddha sitting in the formation, forgive me." Gangzi bowed his hands and sat down by himself.

"Gangzi, if you have to bring a few brothers over for something, you dare to come and smash my wine field." After the Buddha finished speaking, he slapped his palm on the table, and his voice was crisp, scaring a round of crescent moon in the night sky with nowhere to escape.

"Big Buddha, it's not a brother, I won't give you face, we have always been well water does not interfere with river water, you can watch it when you sit today, but don't stand up and interfere." Gangzi also stared angrily.

"Damn, what the are you, what if I interfere?" The Buddha's anger rose from the heart and rose from the ground.

"Big Buddha, don't worry, talk slowly if you have something." Gangzi smiled all over his face and signaled the Buddha not to be angry.

"I'm actually here today for a few of them." Gangzi pointed at me, steamed buns, and airplanes.

"What's wrong with them?" The Big Buddha asked.

"Today at school, that bald head hit our brother and prevented me from having a girlfriend, so ......" Tsuyoko finished and glanced at me.

The bald head that Gangzi said was me, I shaved my hair when I came to No. 4 Middle School, and vowed to reform myself, starting from scratch, I watched the Big Buddha and Gangzi two people fighting, I couldn't help but get angry, I really wanted to rush up and knock down Gangzi with a punch.

The ancients said, "The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable." ”

"Hehe, Gangzi, it's really not a coincidence, these people are roommates who share the bed with me, and they are my brothers, you can see that my Buddha has a face, so forget it, it's a trivial matter, there's no need to make a big fuss." The Big Buddha handed over and spoke.

Gangzi laughed: "Big Buddha, I can give you face, but you ask me, the beaten brother, if you want to." ”

Gangzi shook his head, shook his hair back, and roared: "Partial wind, the Buddha said that it will be forgotten, are you willing?" ”

"I don't want to." The sound of the partial wind is small, and it is blown into our ears by the night wind.

"I'm grass, I'm asking you, can you say it out loud, willing." Gangzi was roaring.

"I don't want to, I'm willing to have a few handfuls."

"Big Buddha, listen, listen, it's not that I don't give you face, my brother doesn't want to, you hear him scold, it's just unhappy, if my brother is unwilling, then I can't help it." Gangzi spread his hands and made a helpless appearance.

"So what do you say?" The Big Buddha was not suppressed by them at all.

"What to do,, brothers, give it to me." As soon as Gangzi finished speaking, he picked up the stool and smashed it.

[Those who have money hold a money field, those who don't have money hold a personal field, flowers, VIPs, stamps, sign-ins, points, brothers, support me, okay? ] 】