But any high school campus in China will definitely be lively at five o'clock. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The lights of each class in the third grade of high school were lit up one after another. Because there are only two months left, there are always people who want to fight for their bright future.

Of course, there are many people like Lu Weiming who are heartless and heartless.

Soon, "Fight, F-i-g-h-t, Fight",

"After a long time, I came out, still holding the pipa and half covering my face",

"The First Unequal Treaty in Modern China...... The noisy sound of reading drowned out the tranquility of the campus.

The teachers of each class no longer deliberately stare at who is reading early and skipping class when they are on patrol.

After all, at this last juncture, it is no longer necessary to be strict with those students who do not learn and do not know how to do it on weekdays.

Besides, this is really not good for yourself, maybe one day you will be beaten on the road!

Therefore, it is better to be a favor.

Besides, it's all at this juncture, no matter how strict they are, they are a sure thing, and they can't get results.

It's better to care more about those who work weekdays, and don't have one or two who are competitive, and take the entrance examination to a prestigious university, so that you will have a light on your face.

Speaking of Lu Weiming, after a night of fighting in an Internet café and a few laps in the playground, he was already exhausted.

I don't know how long it was, but he felt that his face was hot in a hazy way, and when he turned over, his face was pricked by the grass, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Then he stretched his waist fiercely, opened his sleepy eyes slightly, and then subconsciously blocked his brow with his hand, the bright sun was dazzling.

Lu Weiming sat up in shock, "Damn, what time is it?" He muttered to himself.

He didn't bother to wash his face and eat, so he ran straight to the classroom.

At this point, halfway through the first period, it was math class. Lu Weiming has never been interested in the X, Y, sin, cos and geometric figures, but has an innate aversion.

Of course, the thoughts of the scumbags are highly unified, so every time he takes an exam, Lu Weiming always sacrifices himself and lets other people's scores climb up on him.

So because of this repeated dedication, he naturally received "awards" from his mathematics teacher.

The math teacher was an old man in his fifties who was about to retire, and his shiny head was only a handful of gray hair visible above his ears.

He was stuck with a pair of deep glasses, like an old professor.

Lu Weiming panted and ran to the teacher's door, shouted "report", and the eyes of the whole class stopped at him.

He couldn't help but tremble up and down in his heart, this old man had a bad impression of himself on weekdays, and today I don't know what way he wants to fix himself!

I saw that the professor closed his mouth with spittle, glanced at him, did not make a sound, just beckoned, and motioned for Lu Weiming to return to his seat.

Lu Weiming was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while before coming back to his senses, and walked straight back to his seat, a little flattered.

For a student like Lu Weiming, who doesn't learn or know, sitting in front is simply a waste of educational resources.

So when arranging the seats, the head teacher simply put all the naughty mischievous ones on weekdays at the end.

The professor on the stage was talking energetically, and in the back row, he was either reading the novel of cultivating immortals and becoming demons with great interest, or he was buried in playing game consoles, or he simply went to find Zhou Gong.

Listening to those incomprehensible symbols, Lu Weiming's head swelled, so he simply didn't listen.

He propped one arm on the table, holding his chin with his hand, looking bored.

I don't know why, Lu Weiming decided that he was not a piece of learning material, and as for being able to read it until now, it was entirely because of his mother.

His mother pulled himself up, and he didn't want her to be sad.

But now that I am an adult and have the ability to support my family, it is time for me to choose my own path.

There are two months left, and in two months, he will go to the big city.

He was longing, even a little impatient, he believed that he would break through the world!

As for his father, Lu Weiming does not have many memories of him.

I only vaguely remember that when I was seven years old, my father resolutely left home, and he has not been heard from since.

His mother rarely mentioned it, and Lu Weiming also hated this ruthless and unrighteous man in his heart, which inspired him to be a man and the pillar of the family.

Before he knew it, class was over, Lu Weiming wanted to go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself, but as soon as he got up, the professor came over and asked, "Lu Weiming, why are you late today?" ”

Lu Weiming was hesitant, and he couldn't think of a good excuse to prevaricate for a while.

The professor pushed his glasses, pointed at him with his fingers, which were still stained with chalk ash, and said solemnly: "Wait for me in the classroom after school today, remember, I am not allowed to come and leave!" ”

The latter sentence obviously accentuated the tone, it was the tone of command, and in addition to that, there was a hint of cunning.

Lu Weiming was a little confused, it stands to reason that this old man usually punishes himself for copying a test paper at most, but today he let himself stay and wait for him, I don't know what kind of medicine he sells, and his heart is full of things.

Time is a terrible thing for people who have nothing to do. finally survived until the end of school, and Lu Weiming wanted to die at this time.

I stayed up all night last night, spent so much energy, and this morning I went for a run nervously, and I slept for two hours, and I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and my stomach was full of energy.

The eyes can't help but close together, and the most important thing is that you are not allowed to walk in the classroom, this is a living life!

Lu Weiming didn't have the slightest strength in his body, so he sat with his back against the wall, and he couldn't scold anyone if he wanted to, so he could only curse the math teacher secretly in his heart.

Waiting left and right, I didn't see anyone for a long time. Although Lu Weiming was a little stubborn and disrespectful on weekdays, the old man's methods still made Lu Weiming a little jealous.

Therefore, if you do not disdain his orders, you can only sit and wait for the hateful old man.

In the empty classroom, Lu Weiming was like a fish jumping on the beach, and he began to live and live, but after a long time, he no longer had the strength to struggle, his lips were furled, and he quietly waited for death to come.

Growing up so big, Lu Weiming never thought about what death meant, and at this moment, he really felt that kind of fear, boundless fear.

No, you can't sit still like this, no matter how he punishes himself, the most important thing now is to fill his stomach first, and then sleep well!

What punishment could be more unbearable than starving and sleepy now?

Lu Weiming stood up with the last bit of strength, a little spinning, slowing down a little, and he staggered out of the classroom.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a figure in the distance, a figure that made him want to be cut by a thousand knives.

At this time, Lu Weiming deeply understood what it meant to be a "soldier who surrendered without a fight".

Before this old man made a move, he only had half a life left, I really can't imagine that if this old man makes another ruthless move, then his little life can only be resigned to fate.

I saw the old man walking towards him tremblingly with small steps.

At this time, Lu Weiming's heart also trembled, but he still perked up and respectfully called out, "Teacher Wang!" ”

Although he had already scolded this old man hundreds of times in his heart.

The old professor sneered twice, and there was still a hint of cunning in his laughter, which made Lu Weiming shudder a little.

The professor patted Lu Weiming on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Remember not to be late in the future, I won't pursue today's matter!" ”

Lu Weiming was really relieved when he heard this.

The professor paused, and changed his tone of tone to laugh and stop, "Today is April Fool's Day, and I, an old man, are also in a hurry to catch up with the fashion, and I have lived your young people's festival, and you are really fooled before I think about it!" After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Lu Weiming had no hunger and tiredness, only anger spontaneously.

The hatred in my heart,, dare to tease me, let this old man play a trick in vain, and couldn't help but scold his ancestors for eighteen generations again in the bottom of his heart.

"Haven't eaten yet, have you? Hurry up! The professor tapped him on the shoulder again and walked toward the office humming a little tune.

Lu Weiming wanted to swallow the old man alive, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

When the old man walked away, he scolded twice before he relieved his hatred, and then, like Ah Q, won the victory and walked to the cafeteria satisfied.

When Lu Weiming arrived at the cafeteria, 40 minutes had passed since school. The huge cafeteria is sparsely populated with couples of men and women.

Every window looked as if it had been ransacked, with the occasional scrap of cold burning.

Come to think of it, this student has always eaten like a wolf and a tiger. In this era, if you are starved to death, then Lu Weiming is really a wonder.

Lu Weiming gritted his teeth and scolded the math teacher from head to toe.

Now, I can only buy a bag of instant noodles to cope with it.

Today's April Fool's Day is really completely fooled!