The sunset is like an egg yolk that has broken through the eggshell and broken away from the egg white, soft yellow and soft, the blue sky has long been rendered into a golden wheat field by the soft yellow sunset, and the plane does not know where to fly across the golden wheat field-like sky, and the plane has crossed the track to form a beautiful golden curve, which extends to the other half of the sky.

..................The sound of a basketball hitting a rebound echoed in the empty playground, a boy in a black vest with a pair of loose black sweatpants and a pair of purple high-top sneakers on his feet was standing in front of the free throw line on the basketball court and practicing free throws, sweat droplets dripped from his smooth and fair face to his sharpened chin irregularly, and he instinctively used his arm to gently wipe the sweat on his sharpened chin.

"Lin Zimo, the teacher told you to go back to the classroom." A girl put her hands in front of her mouth not far away, shouting at the boy who was practicing free throws.

The boy who stood in front of the free throw line and practiced free throws was Lin Zimo in the girl's mouth, Lin Zimo picked up the ball on the ground and looked at the girl disdainfully, so he didn't pay attention to the girl, but stood back on the free throw line and continued to make free throws, the girl shouted a few words, Lin Zimo seemed to treat the girl as air, and still threw the ball and went to see and continue to shoot, and the girl had no choice but to go back.

Lin Zimo hasn't scored a few goals in ten minutes, no matter how much time you give to what you like to do, you will feel that it is not enough, and for the things you don't like, even if you only do it for a minute, you will feel how time passes so slowly, why doesn't the alarm clock turn faster, so Lin Zimo doesn't force himself to do things he doesn't like, unless he is really forced to do it, Lin Zimo will be patient to do it, Lin Zimo feels that doing things he doesn't like is tantamount to wasting his life and wasting his youth, which is completely suicide.

"Lin Zimo." A strong and powerful female voice floated into Lin Zimo's ears.

Lin Zimo doesn't need to look back to know who the owner of that strong and powerful voice is, that strong and powerful voice Among the seven teachers, I am afraid that only the most powerful class teacher in the class has this good voice, her voice is really a golden voice, a golden voice that cannot be broken, so there are only a few female teachers in the school who can let all the students hear her voice without a megaphone in class, she is about to be able to endorse the "golden throat tablets".

Lin Zimo doesn't need the head teacher to tell him what the head teacher is going to do next, because Lin Zimo is often called back by the head teacher at this point, Lin Zimo picked up the basketball that fell on the ground and mixed it around his waist, and slowly followed the head teacher to her office.

"Report." The head teacher went in with his front foot, and Lin Zimo shouted with his back foot to report in.

In fact, Lin Zimo didn't want to shout a report, but he didn't shout that the head teacher would have to go out like last time and call in again, Lin Zimo didn't want to be so troublesome and just shouted in, Lin Zimo wondered why he had to shout a report every time he entered the teacher's office, this law was not decided, and it didn't violate ethics and morals, as if it wasn't on the "Daily Code of Conduct for Middle School Students".

Lin Zimo stood in front of the three-dimensional air conditioner and enjoyed the cool breeze blown by the three-dimensional air conditioner, Lin Zimo invaded his whole body with the gusts of cool breeze, and the heat on his body slowly dissipated.

"Why stand so far away from me? Come here. The head teacher had a serious face and ordered.

"Hehehe, I just finished playing, my body is full of stinky sweat, I'm afraid it stinks you, I'll just stand here." Lin Zimo was well-behaved and sensible, and said to the head teacher with a smile.

Lin Zimo didn't take the head teacher in front of his classmates, and in class, Lin Zimo always ignored the head teacher and did whatever he wanted, but now the head teacher is talking to himself in this tone, explaining that he is going to suffer, usually don't look at the head teacher's face and educate you to be bitter, but she launched a rush, it was really out of control!

"Squat down and hold your head." The head teacher glared at Lin Zimo and pointed to the ground.

"But ............" Lin Zimo was rejected by the head teacher before he could say anything.

It seems that there is no room for bargaining this time, and if you don't agree, you have to agree, Lin Zimo squatted down unhappily, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.................." Lin Zimo counted loudly while doing it, as if venting the anger in his heart.

“97、98、99、100…… Eh, it's finally done! Lin Zimo stood up panting and sighed.

"Will I be able to go to the classroom on time at 6:30 in the future?" The head teacher glanced at Lin Zimo, still with a serious face, and asked.

"Mmmmmm Lin Zimo thought about it before giving an answer.

Lin Zimo couldn't understand, why does the school stipulate that key classes have to study at 6:30 in the evening, and read at 7:05, why do students go to the classroom for self-study 25 minutes in the morning in advance, can studying for 25 minutes more allow you to be admitted to a good high school? Maybe it's okay for some people, but it's useless to give many hours to yourself, because the heart is not in the classroom, and it's boring to stay in the classroom, so it's better to come out and play ball.

"It's hard to say." The head teacher felt a little funny when he heard Lin Zimo's answer and asked.

"What's that? My mind is not in the classroom, and sitting in the classroom is useless, isn't it? Do you want me to be 'in the playground and disabled in the classroom'? Lin Zimo asked the head teacher funny, Lao Tzu just doesn't want to stay in the classroom, what can you do with me.

"Hehe, I also learned to change ancient poems." The head teacher couldn't help laughing when he heard Lin Zimo's "heart is in the playground, disabled classroom", and said to Lin Zimo with a smile.

"Hehe, it's made up." Lin Zimo flew into the sky after being praised by the head teacher, and said proudly, Don't look at who I am?

"Squatting down and doing a hundred heads." The head teacher's face changed faster than Lin Zimo flipped through the language papers, and he said to Lin Zimo with his eyes glared.

"This ............" Lin Zimo didn't know what to say.

"It's okay if you don't do it, sign this." The head teacher's face changed again, and he pointed to the treaty on the manuscript paper on the table.

Lin Zimo approached the desk of the head teacher, picked up the manuscript paper on the head teacher's desktop and glanced at it, the manuscript paper was densely written with a lot of regulations for Lin Zimo in the future, including 6:30 to go to the classroom on time for self-study, and not allowed to skip class, leave school without permission, and finally write that if you commit one of the above rules, you will be punished for cleaning the class for a month, wiping the blackboard until the end of the semester, copying a unit of words every day, learning two essays, and writing 50 math problems.

"Teacher, aren't you asking for my life?" Lin Zimo read the treaties on the manuscript paper, and immediately became angry, and said angrily to the head teacher.

"Signed, what should I do, why should I go." The head teacher's tone was non-negotiable.

"Love to sign or not." Lin Zimo crumpled the manuscript paper in his hand and threw it into the trash, then picked up the basketball at his feet and rushed out of the office.

"Lin Zimo, Lin Zimo is back!" The head teacher also rushed out, shouting in the hallway.

Lin Zimo was like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged, and ran to the playground angrily without looking back.

I don't know how long I've been in the homeroom teacher's office just now, but now the sky is full of blinking stars, and through the white lights of the solar street lamps on both sides of the playground, you can clearly see that there is no one in the empty playground, and the silence is like death.

"Ah......" Lin Zimo shouted, venting the anger in his heart.

Lin Zimo put the ball on the rebound from outside the bounds, "bang bang bang ............bang" The sound of the ball being bounced off by the rebound and landing on the ground, Lin Zimo walked to the place where the ball fell and sat on the ground, leaning down next to the ball, looking at the starry sky.

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At this time, Lin Zimo's father, Lin Zhendong, received a complaint from Lin Zimo's head teacher and was hurrying to Lin Zimo's school.

"Zimo, why don't you go back to class?" A familiar voice came into Lin Zimo's ears.

"Why didn't you go to class?" Lin Zimo didn't look at who it was, and asked rhetorically.

"I don't want to go on it! Upset! That familiar voice was getting closer and closer to Lin Zimo.

Lin Zimo stood up and saw a fair and handsome face clearly by the light of the street lamp, that person was none other than Lin Zimo's good brother and good friend He Fan, He Fan approached Lin Zimo, Lin Zimo found that He Fan did not have the cheerful smile on his face in the past.

"What's wrong, your face is unhappy?" Lin Zimo saw a smile on He Fan's face and asked.

"It's okay, I think you seem to be angry." He Fan also had a smile on his face, and said lightly.

"Just now, Lao Tzu was reprimanded by the head teacher of the eight women, and asked me to sign a lot of treaties, but I tore up those treaties and ran out." Lin Zimo said angrily.

"No wonder I heard you yelling here." He Fan glanced at Lin Zimo and said lightly.

"Dude, I'll tell you good news, Lao Tzu is finally liberated today, hahahaha.................." He Fan laughed, but his laughter was very fake and unnatural.

"What do you mean?" The second monk Lin Zimo was puzzled, and asked He Fan puzzled, did this kid have a convulsion today.

"My parents are divorced, hahahaha............" He Fan said with a serious face.

After He Fan finished speaking, he was heartless and laughed, Lin Zimo listened to He Fan's laughter and felt that He Fan seemed to be crying loudly, Lin Zimo knew better than anyone what kind of person He Fan was, He Fan would not cry in front of others no matter what, including Lin Zimo, he would only use his fake smile to hide the pain in his heart, Lin Zimo walked to He Fan's side and patted He Fan's shoulder, and smiled lightly at He Fan.

"Don't be too sad, maybe this is a relief for your parents!" Lin Zimo patted He Fan's shoulder and sighed.

Although He Fan didn't mention his parents much in front of Lin Zimo, it can be known from the tone of conversation when He Fan talked to his parents on the phone that He Fan's family was not happy, He Fan often quarreled with his father on the phone, and several times He Fan and his father quarreled on the phone and threw the phone out of the window, and then hit the wall or other hard things with his fist.

"Lin Zimo." A strong and powerful female voice floated from behind Lin Zimo into Lin Zimo's ears.

"What?" Lin Zimo didn't need to look back to know who it was, and yelled impatiently.

He Fan, who was on the side, heard Lin Zimo yelling so impatiently, and knew that Lin Zimo was going to open the "rampage mode", usually Lin Zimo would not yell at others because of a trivial matter, it seems that Lin Zimo is really going to be angry this time!

"Come with me to my office, He Fan, you also come with me to my office." The head teacher didn't seem to be in a better mood and shouted loudly.