Students who go to class after staying up late must know very well that sitting motionless in the classroom and listening to the teacher's lecture at this time is completely equivalent to listening to an enhanced version of a lullaby.

Meng Zhe was no exception, so he listened to it, and fell asleep during class time with his face sideways......

I don't know how long I slept, Meng Zhe, who was in a deep sleep, heard a loud bang, and then the burning pain was transmitted from his cheek facing the ceiling to his mind, and he had to wake up from his deep sleep!

"You dare to sleep in my class?! Meng Zhe, do you still look like a student?! You stand up for me, then roll over to the classroom door and stand, and immediately ——!!! ”

When he opened his eyes, Meng Zhe saw Zhao Yufen, the head teacher who was fashionably wearing a pair of purple and black bodybuilding pants, resulting in a hypertrophied ** silhouette that was obviously exposed to the air, holding a rolled-up English book in his hand and still maintaining a swinging posture, roaring in saliva.

Touching the slightly swollen cheeks that were fanned, and forcibly enduring the unhappiness of being forcibly woken up from sleep in the bottom of his heart, and wanting to flatten people's 'low blood pressure state', Meng Zhe stood up and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Zhao, I was wrong." ”

This is the nineties, and it is still very common for teachers to physically punish students, even if Meng Zhe knows that Zhao Yufen has intentional elements, he can only endure it first.

But Meng Zhe, who was pretending to be a good baby, received an even more ugly scolding from Zhao Yufen: "Are you wrong? Outstanding students who count down the whole grade in the entrance exam and sleep for a long time on the second day of the new semester will know that they are wrong? Get out! Get out! ”

While speaking, Zhao Yufen waved the scrolls of English books in her hands with hatred, and before Meng Zhe had time to dodge, she once hit Meng Zhe's already red and swollen right cheek!

Meng Zhe, who originally felt that he was at fault first, and was still planning to calm things down, was finally completely angry-

Yes, it's really wrong for me to sleep in class, but Zhao Yufen, what do you mean by that? I, Meng Zhe, am not one of those other little radish heads, I will naively think that you are just doing your duty as a teacher!

Hitting someone doesn't hit the face...... This is the bottom line of the Chinese convention! And now it's a slap in the face again and again! Are you and I Meng Zhe a doll in your family, wantonly insulting and beating and silent?!

Even if it's still the nineties, there must be a limit to corporal punishment or something, and such a big force to pull the face can only be explained intentionally!

"Zhao Yufen, what do you want?" Meng Zhe stared at Zhao Yufen's eyes, and he asked-Meng Zhe never understood why Zhao Yufen had to target him like this and do so much.

But Meng Zhe's unexpected questioning made Zhao Yufen even more unhappy!

Yes, just like Meng Zhe thought, Zhao Yufen did this on purpose, she just wanted to rectify Meng Zhe, that's all!

So, Zhao Yufen, who was blushing, raised her voice again: "Wow? You even dare to call the name of the division commander, Meng Zhe turned against you...... You get out of the classroom, no! You get back in here and call your parents! I must see today what kind of countryman without quality can teach you to be without quality, ...... （garbag－e）、（shi－t）！ ”

Feeling that just saying it was not enough to relieve the hatred, Zhao Yufen actually raised her right hand again and held the scroll-shaped English book high, and hit Meng Zhe's head!

Only this time, although it still looked immature, but it began to become strong and powerful because of the cultivation of national arts, it grabbed the English book that was waved down with great accuracy. Then, Zhao Yufen saw Meng Zhe with bloodshot eyes, the cannibalistic eyes.

Then, Meng Zhe used the correct Oxford English to say the words that Zhao Yufen could not forget for the rest of his life: "countryman? garbag－e？ shi－t？ …… the－ronyon，you－must－think－i－don‘t－understand－english？！ i‘m－sorry－to－disappoint－you！！！ ”

(Rural people?) Litter? Shit? …… Slut, you must think I don't know English, do you?! Sorry to disappoint you!! ”

While speaking, Meng Zhe snatched the English book from Zhao Yufen's hand with all his strength, and then smashed it back on Zhao Yufen's face with all his strength!

Zhao Yufen, who was hit on the bridge of her nose, held her face and screamed, tears and snot flowing between her fingers......

In the stunned gaze of the whole class, Meng Zhe spoke again, he said: "Teacher Zhao, you are really powerful, I, Meng Zhe, once swore that I would never beat a woman in this life, and you successfully made me break this oath." ”

After speaking, Meng Zhe no longer glanced at Zhao Yufen, calmly walked out of the classroom, and went downstairs in the direction of home.

When Meng Zhe walked far away, the teachers, who were still quiet and could hear the pins falling, suddenly became full of voices - oh my God, it's so exciting! Hit the teacher!

Meng Zhe heard the noise from a distance, but there was no joy on his face, and he even secretly blamed himself for being too impulsive just now. But Meng Zhe also knew that even if time was rewound again, he would still smash the English textbook into Zhao Yufen's face without hesitation.

The reason is very simple, people are mixed with Chinese and English 'greetings' their parents, if you don't understand it, it's okay to say, but after you understand it - is it tolerable or unbearable?

It's really cool to just punch someone in the face or something, but this is life, not YY fiction...... Compared with YY, the biggest difference between life and YY is that you have to bear the consequences of doing things.

What to do?

This matter is already a big problem, and with my current penniless situation, I can't bear the consequences.

Meng Zhe lowered his head and walked down the stairs towards the teaching building, he hesitated whether to go to the high school and report the situation to his father Meng Guozhu, so as not to catch Meng Guozhu off guard or anything.

When Meng Zhe walked to the first floor, the bell rang for the end of class, and with a sound of 'goodbye teacher', countless little radish heads and big loli poured out from the front and back doors of each class......

At this time, Meng Zhe naturally didn't care what other people were doing, but when he walked through the classroom of the first class of junior high school, Meng Zhe was blocked by a fiery red figure.

"Meng Zhe, why didn't you go to the Taoist Temple this morning...... Hey? It was Guan Yingluo, who was borrowing in Class 11, who stopped Meng Zhe, and then he found Meng Zhe's already red right cheek: "Meng Zhe, has your face become like this?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm going to go home, about not going to the Taoist temple in the morning, I'll explain it to the master and his old man tomorrow."

Meng Zhe didn't tell Guan Yingluo about it, and the master in his mouth was naturally Wang Zhenren in the Five Peaks Temple.

"No, something must have happened! You're not a master who will cause trouble...... You've definitely been slapped in the face! What the hell is going on? If you don't say it, I will never let you go. ”

Guan Yingluo seemed to really care about Meng Zhe, she even reached out and grabbed Meng Zhe's arm, completely ignoring the other classmates around her who were full of men and women who couldn't kiss when they saw this scene.

Meng Zhe struggled twice and didn't break free, so he was a little annoyed: "Tell you? What's the use of telling you? You're just a minor, like me......"

Because of something in his heart and irritability, Meng Zhe said something unscrupulous and a little hurtful. So, Guan Yingluo's temper also came up, she firmly grabbed Meng Zhe's arm, and didn't give an inch: "If you don't tell me, how do you know it's useless?" And there is a difference between minors and minors—"

As if to prove the difference, Guan Yingluo pointed around casually with her other hand, and then said, "Do you think that we are the same as these little radish heads with muddy brains?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around.

And Guan Yingluo doesn't look at the people around her, because she doesn't think that everyone around her has the qualifications for her to face it.

--- dividing line---

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I slept too late last night, and I overslept, and I'm sorry for the late update-

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