A majestic gray building.

If it weren't for someone to point you out, it's hard to guess that this is a school.

"Boyu School is ranked first among the four famous schools in the city. From primary school to the militarized management of the college entrance examination, the admission rate has been the city's champion for several years. The most remarkable thing is that the city's first provincial champion came from here. Xiao Meng introduced. The three of them stood in front of the school gate, looking back at the school.

The school building has no sense of design, it is just a boxy cement box. The front is like a long face without expression, and the small windows are the regularly arranged pockmarks on this face. The building is surrounded by a high fence that is solid, with no railings or windows, and a row of glass ballasts at the head. The only gap in the fence is the gate of the school, which is also very plain, and the only decoration is two security guards, one on the left and one on the right.

These two security guards, one fat and one thin, one black and one white, although their images are very different, but their styles are quite consistent. Their love for the school is like spring, their respect for the dean is like summer, and their respect for students who violate discipline is like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. No one knows their real names, and generations of students have called them "Black Bears and White Wolves".

A scruffily dressed young man with a strange look poked his head out of the school gate and looked curiously. "This madman, here it is again! Go, go, go! The black bear looked impatient and blasted the madman away.

Suddenly, a shrill whistle was heard from the campus. It's school meeting time.

All students, faculty and staff stood in the playground. The student queue is very neat, whether you look horizontally, vertically, diagonally, it is a straight line. Nearly 2,000 people were silent.

Xinyu, Xiao Meng and Ma Haowen walked along the edge of the playground towards the teaching building, and were infected by this atmosphere, and couldn't help but get up lightly, and their voices were weak.

"Let's go find Director Yan first. Remember, don't move around, and don't talk! Xinyu lowered her voice and told Ma Haowen uneasily. After speaking, he pulled Xiao Meng and hurriedly left.

On the walls of the school building are huge and eye-catching posters, with the words "Big Red List" and "Black List" written in standard Song script on the top. On the big red list are the names of the winners of various competitions, followed by the awards they have won, and all kinds of "first" and "special prize" are marked in bold and black; The blacklist lists the names of students who have violated discipline and regulations, and the word "Ma Fei" appears frequently.

Ma Haowen frowned, looked around at no one, picked up the chalk head from the ground, and erased Ma Fei's name one by one.

"Hey!" A crisp voice came from behind him, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Ma Haowen turned around, and a young female teacher was looking at him sternly. The stern expression looked a little funny on her young face. She has bulging cheeks and high braids, and her eyes are very lively, but she deliberately wears a dark blue suit and skirt, and a pen in her front pocket, like a girl stealing her mother's clothes, and there is a kind of pretentious old-fashioned style.

Ma Haowen quietly threw away the chalk head and made an innocent appearance. The female teacher gave him a blank look and left.

The loudspeaker on the side of the playground suddenly thundered: "Okay, let's watch the sand pit together." "There was a middle-aged man standing next to the bunker, not tall and sturdy. He was wearing a blue sports vest on the top, a pair of white sweatpants on the bottom, and military liberation brand rubber shoes.

He did a chest expansion exercise, then twisted his wrists and ankles, then spat into the palms of both hands and jumped onto the parallel bars with ease.

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the middle-aged man flew in various ways, and the degree of vigor and flexibility did not match his age and figure at all. At the end of a set of movements, the middle-aged man briskly jumped off the parallel bars and looked around.

The audience, who had long been accustomed to this performance, was silent, and only Ma Haowen applauded heartily. The applause echoed in the air above the playground, and everyone else looked sideways. Ma Haowen put his hand down in embarrassment.

"I would like to invite Director Yan to speak." The trumpet sounded again.

The middle-aged man who had finished the warm-up activity slowly stepped onto the stage, his eyes proudly sweeping the entire playground.

He is the legendary Director Yan in his life.

There is a famous saying in Boyu School: "The sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, I am afraid that Lao Yan will speak." "Director Yan is like the sun, shining warmly in every corner of the school.

Each classroom has its own place, which is a small hole in the center of the back door of each classroom, which is at eye level. Director Yan's eyes would randomly appear behind these small holes, paying close attention to the dynamics in the classroom, and the students' every move could be seen. The students affectionately called this location "Yangong Cave".

There is no word "vacation" in Director Yan's dictionary. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, he eats and lives in school. At noon, in the winding cooking team in the canteen, Director Yan's serious figure often appeared suddenly.

Whenever a master tried to curry favor with him and give him an extra piece of meat, Director Yan would always look him up and down coldly, and then asked sharply, "Is this flattering me?" ”

Without waiting for the frightened master to give any answer, he had already turned around and poured the meat directly into the rice bowl of a student in the back: "This meat is for the children!" Then, under the horrified gaze of his classmates, he overturned the entire vegetable bowl and expelled the master who was patting the sycophants.

Director Yan believes that the secret of his success lies in getting along with his students. Of course, he has to be the winner in any fight.

On the playground, he dares to play with students of any age, and he is very brave. The difference with the other players is that he still has a whistle in his mouth all the time. Whether defending or offensive, as long as the student makes a big move, his whistle will inevitably sound: "Foul!" Foul! Foul! This goal counts! ”

He was very proud of his three-step layup technique, even in the eyes of most students, the only attraction of the technique was the action of Director Yan clenching his fists to cheer himself on after the layup.

Director Yan is not only in administrative management, but also in person. It is said that the students who made mistakes that he caught with his own hands in his life could fill the entire playground; The scrolls he carved by his own hands throughout his life can circle the earth and a half......

Late every night, a dark shadow appears in the hallway of the student dormitory, accompanied by a flashlight. No one knew which silent shelf bed he would suddenly appear on, and with one big hand he slammed open the quilt to capture alive the students who were hiding inside and reading novels with flashlights.

No one knows how many students he plans to arrest each night, and sometimes he is in a particularly good mood, lifting the quilt again and again to round the room, and then leading the caught students to his office to be punished.

He himself put on reading glasses and enjoyed the shivering of the students standing on the penalty station, while his waist straightened in front of his desk and carved the scroll. By the time everything is engraved, the sky is already cloudy and bright, just enough to bring the mountain-like test papers back to the classroom for students to study in the morning.

Every evening during self-study, there is always a melancholy and proud figure on the parallel bars in the playground...... Students, teachers, are all passers-by. Only he is the king here.

Director Yan on the stage took the microphone and said: "When you are fifteen years old, you think that your life is very long, and then you waste your time, and by the time you are fifty years old, you will become a complete failure. I am fifty years old. I couldn't do any of the movements I did when I was fifteen years old. If anyone is not convinced, go to the parallel bars and do the same set first! ”

The audience remained silent. Ma Haowen narrowed his eyes, thinking it was very interesting.

"Everyone's life is an exam paper, and your parents handed you over to me in the hope that I will help you finally hand over a standard answer! But you guys always let me down! Director Yan took out a book from under the rostrum and held it high, with four big characters printed on the book cover - "Smiling Proud Jianghu".

"I found this under a classmate's pillow. Who's, raise your hand yourself? ”

Director Yan glanced sharply at the students in the audience: "Why are you still so unplanted?" I'm counting dozens, let's ask this hero to take the initiative to stand up. The tenth, ninth, eighth, and seventh ......" atmosphere became tense, and the students began to whisper and point; Some students blushed, some lowered their heads, and some rolled their eyes. Ma Haowen shook his head slightly, quite unimpressed by Director Yan's questioning.

"Four, three, two, one...... What a pity that this classmate is unwilling to save his soul. By the way, it looks like his name is written on it. Let me see...... It's you again! Director Yan suddenly smashed the book in Ma Fei's face with a precise arc, "This Linghu Chong classmate from the sixth class of junior high school, let everyone admire your true face of Lushan, right?" ”

The young female teacher in the suit and skirt just now covered her mouth in surprise, her expression very concerned. Ma Haowen followed the female teacher's gaze and found a boy lazily walking out of the crowd.

This kid! You've grown so tall...... Ma Haowen watched in surprise as Ma Fei walked onto the rostrum, and Xinyu and Xiao Meng also rushed over from not far away.

Ma Fei didn't know that a new audience was coming today.

Since he was in middle school, he often walked on the podium to be reviewed by all the teachers and students of the school. At first, he felt very embarrassed, like the first time he got the test paper full of red crosses, he felt that he couldn't lift his head everywhere he went, and he was embarrassed to say hello to anyone. But slowly, there were more and more test papers in Hongtongtong, and more and more times he was trained on stage, and Ma Fei gradually didn't care.

Life doesn't mean much to him.

He didn't know why he was here, or what he could do if he wasn't. He may not like it, but he doesn't know what he likes. It's even a bit extravagant to like the word, no one around him uses it.

He felt that he had no say in his life.

Ma Fei looked at Director Yan's Tie Qing's face, and a hint of provocative pleasure passed through his heart.

Last week, Director Yan's class, he planned to listen to it at first, but it was really like listening to a book from heaven, and he couldn't understand a word; Then he went to paint, and fell asleep on his notebook while drawing.

As a result, Director Yan caught him and showed his painting to the class: "What should a student like you do when you go into society in the future?" You can't even catch up with the hot. ”

"You can." Ma Fei was half asleep and half awake, and somehow such a sentence came out, and the whole class burst into laughter, and Director Yan was so angry that he choked.

Ma Fei's gaze went over Director Yan's face and looked out the window behind him.

"I hope today's lecture will be shorter. What a good God! He thought to himself. He's going to go out and run for a while, from the school gate to the hillside behind...... The madman at the gate is so fast that he wants to compete with him! Even if he encounters a bad boy, he can stand out from the encirclement. What good sunshine! It must be very comfortable to sleep in the wheat field with your bag on your pillow......

Due to repeated teachings, the school decided to officially expel Ma Fei. Have the parents arrived? Director Yan's voice suddenly rose up, and Ma Fei suddenly woke up from his contemplation.

He sleepwalked and looked out of the audience. He first saw the bulging cheeks of the head teacher, Mr. Xiao Gao, and his lively eyes showed an unacceptable expression. Then, he saw his mother and Uncle Meng in the distance, both of whom blushed with anger and pointed at him reproachfully. Finally, he saw the man next to his mother.

The swarthy man raised his right hand, tapped his head with his index finger, and smiled.

Ma Fei, who originally looked indifferent, was dumbfounded.

If there is anything more tragic in the world than being ugly in public, it is that the people you care about the most are unfortunately present when you are making a fool of yourself in public. Ma Fei never dreamed that it would be such an embarrassing way to meet his longing father again.