Chapter 68: Snowball Fight
Finally, the long-lost heavy snow visited the whole town in the early hours of this morning.
The snow fell very heavily, and it was the biggest first snow in recent years.
In order to keep out the cold, I ate a lot, and I had three layers inside and three layers outside, wrapped like a panda.
Today, Haitao and their group were on duty, and I arrived at school early, thinking that I could help, huh...... Actually, I was thinking about having a snowball fight with those second-hand goods.
Lan Yuxuan also came early, when I entered the classroom, I found that her schoolbag was already there, and I didn't touch her when I came, probably unloading it in the women's toilet next to Shidu.
Her life is really good, because there are many boys in the second group, it is not her turn to go down to the cold, just clean up in the class.
Speaking of two, she is really fated with Lan Yuxuan, if she is grouped normally, she may be a member of a group, but because her home is far away, and she is on the way with Ai Chen, Ai Chen is in the second group.
In short, from this point of view, Xiao Zhou is a good teacher who is very good at taking care of students, which is why I treat him as a brother and Lan Yuxuan as an idiot.
"Yo, it's early."
"Okay, just a little earlier than your two groups."
"Haha, let's go, I'll bring him a broom."
"That slut, you can't get used to him, let the maid take the dustpan!"
"Huh? Good idea! ”
"Put the bucket back on and see if it's slippery in a moment."
"You take it, I'm too lazy to kill you!"
The snow is still heavy, and the snow on the ground is already thick.
When we went down, we saw Lao Mao happily snowballing, and he claimed to build a snowman.
"Are you bored? Can you get down to business first? ”
"Why am I good at getting down to business?"
"Yes, here you go."
"Where's the broom?"
"You only deserve a dustpan!"
"Your uncle!"
"Haha, Haitao got it for you, let's pinch the snow onto the grass first and sweep the road out."
"That's the only way to go, you can't just dump the snow into the garbage bin one by one."
After formulating the "marching route", we started to move, but the broom was too small, and the snow kept falling, so the progress was relatively slow.
"Yangzi, you go and borrow a big broom, otherwise you have to sweep it when."
"Where are you going to let me borrow it, brother?"
"Then think about it."
I see that my friends from other classes have also come down to do the duty, and they seem to be experiencing the same problems as us.
"Look at people, it's also like this, why don't people complain?"
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry."
Actually, I've seen the kind of big broom that sweeps the streets in school, but I don't know where I usually put it, and I definitely don't have it in the utensils room every time I return the ball.
After thinking about it, it's not a way to go on like this, anyway, most of the students and teachers haven't come yet, so let's play for a while.
So, Haitao shoveled the snow with a dustpan to help Lao Mao continue to roll the snowball, while I sprinkled a little water on the grass and slowly stepped on it to see if I could skate on it.
Luckily, it was cold, so I was quite happy with the results.
One after another, my classmates came down to help, and the progress was faster, and I made two snowmen in total, and the larger one was on my ice, so I thought of a very fun game.
"Haitao, come here."
"What?"
"Sit on the bucket, I'll push you to slide around."
"Pull it down."
I wanted to work hard again, trying to trick him into playing once, but suddenly I found that the depressed little brother was silently sweeping the floor on the side, maybe I couldn't let go of Ai Chen's matter.
I thought to myself, as for it...... But helping him out of his grief is something I can do right now!
So, I walked over and put my arm around my brother's shoulders, took him to the ice, and tried to push him hard!
The process was very up-and-down, but the result was wonderful, the little brother staggered into the snowman, maybe I didn't think about it in terms of safety, but fortunately he wasn't hurt.
"Damn, you're crazy!"
"Hahaha, is it fun?"
The little brother stood up, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it at me, and I didn't show weakness, and before he could dust off the snow, I started a snowball fight with him.
The game is like this, as long as you have fun, more and more people will join it, and if it weren't for the fact that the students on duty in other classes are not familiar with us, I'm afraid they won't just giggle on the sidelines.
We frolicked happily, and the scene was so chaotic that we lost track of time......
It was now the peak time for students and teachers to return to school, and because of the snow, they did not take this side of the road, but took a detour, but they could clearly see the situation on our side......
When we were in the middle of the fierce battle, the loudspeaker began to broadcast: "Gu Yang from the first class of junior high school, and a few of you who are fooling around there, come to the teaching office for me!" Come on! ”
“……”
I panicked, and suddenly felt that the snow on my body was extremely cold.
I didn't expect to help people on duty, and I actually entered the teaching office.
No way, go for it.
Out of morality, we asked the students who did not participate in this "war" to bring back the tools, and then walked to the teaching office with shame (which probably means dejectedness).
As you may have guessed, after a critical education, let's continue to finish the rest of the duty, and then let the director check until we pass it.
However, not only was I not disappointed, but I was glad that the matter did not rise to the level of asking parents, and I finally knew where to store the broom......
When we arrived at the "crime scene", the snow was much lighter, but the little snowman was still there, and the students who went back did not find that the snowman still had a broom on it, so it waved to us in the cold wind......
A few of us looked at each other and smiled, and began to clean up the battlefield.
Back in the classroom, Xiao Zhou didn't let us go, not only to punish us, but also to copy the text.
I admire Xiao Zhou very much, no matter who makes any mistakes, he tries his best to copy the text as a punishment, which not only achieves the purpose of punishment, but also has the effect of deepening memory, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. It's just that he didn't take into account other teachers or other subjects, isn't it good to copy English words? How many points is a silent text worth?
Alas, this is the embodiment of not seeing the big picture.
"You're famous again."
As soon as I returned to my seat, my butt was not yet hot, and when I heard Lan Yuxuan say this, my little heart suddenly rose to my throat.
"What's wrong with me again......"
"Director Li only named you in the loudspeaker, isn't this famous?"
I let out a sigh of relief, thinking that I had been caught doing something unreasonable, and if that were the case, I would probably not see the sun tomorrow.
"It's nothing, the dean is my mother."
"Huh? It's true? ”
"What a ghost! I went to her office more often than I went to Shidu. ”
"Shidu?"
"Hey, you don't understand, I'm used to it anyway, and I guess the director is used to it too."
After the second class, a large number of snowball fight enthusiasts gathered in the corner of the campus, and we were very relieved, after all, it pointed out the direction to happiness for these bored children, so that they could be released from the long and boring school life.