Chapter 113: "Pranks" in the Class
"Don't bother him, he's fine in a foreign country."
Wang Ziyi lowered her head and thought for a while, and said to me, "Okay, you can watch it."
The figures on the ground joined and separated, and a few bird chirpings were heard in the air, and I looked down at the upper of my shoes, tears overflowing from my eyes, and suddenly my eyes were foggy.
The afternoon class was boring and boring, I sat on the seat with my arms crossed and fell asleep, and Zhao Pengcheng, who was supposed to be in the hospital, suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.
There was a commotion in the classroom, Lu Ziran, who was sitting in front, glanced indifferently, then lowered his head again, and the teacher on the podium glanced at the door, waved his hand and let Zhao Pengcheng enter the classroom.
"Why are you here now?"
Wang Ziyi turned his head and asked the person behind him in a low voice, Zhao Pengcheng touched the white bandage on his head, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I don't feel so uncomfortable, so I came over."
"Ahem, cough, the students who come back should go to class well and don't disrupt the order of the class."
"Good!"
"Boom!"
A ball of paper flew out of nowhere and hit me straight on the head, I looked at the paper ball on the table, picked it up and looked around.
The people around me were either listening to the lecture seriously, or they were drowsy with their heads down, and a few of them were making small movements below, but I just couldn't see who threw the paper ball.
I opened the paper ball in my hand in confusion, it turned out to be the corpse of a worm, and there were a lot of blood stains on the paper.
"Ah......h
The hand hanging in the air trembled desperately, the black insect corpse was constantly magnified in my eyes, my temples jumped suddenly, and I sat stiff in my seat and did not dare to move.
"Nono?"
Wang Ziyi heard my low cry, turned his head to look at me, and the insects on the table suddenly broke into Wang Ziyi's eyes.
"Where did this worm come from?"
I shook my head dumbfounded, and the paper ball that I had opened in my hand also fell on the table, revealing the blood stains inside, and a sentence was written on it.
"Murderer! You're a murderer! ”
The big red letters** showed that the man was disgusted with me, and I couldn't believe that I picked up the paper ball again, and carefully smoothed the crumpled paper ball and spread it out on the table.
The gray-black pupils suddenly contracted, and I swiped my fingers across the paper word by word, as if there were thousands of silver needles piercing my heart.
"I'm a murderer...... I'm a murderer......"
"Nono, don't look at it."
Wang Ziyi snatched the paper from my hand, tore it to pieces and threw it in a garbage bag, and the teacher on the podium turned his head to look at it, and a chalk head hit my desktop.
"You two, let me go out and stand!"
I raised my eyes and looked up, stood up with my arms on my bow, and walked out with my lead-filled legs in motion.
"Did you see those pictures?"
"Murderer!"
On the way out, my ears were filled with these voices, and Wang Ziyi also walked out from the other side, staring at the people who were whispering with sharp eyes.
I walked out almost all the way with my fists clenched, my back full of burning eyes full of disgust, disgust and disdain.
"Nono, you don't need to deal with them, I will always be by your side."
Wang Ziyi, who was standing at the door, spoke indignantly, and I watched her shake her head, and the two hands behind her slashed into her palms.
The sourness in my eyes became more and more intense, and the hot tears finally couldn't stay in my eyes, and strings flowed out of the corners of my eyes, and the setting sun spilled in through the window on one side, and I closed my eyes and stopped the tears in my eyes.
Wang Ziyi leaned against the wall and looked at the person in front of him, standing quietly in the corridor, the two of them back to back with the shadow on the wall behind him.
The sunlight on the wall became less and less, and the time passed with the sunset, and I stood for too long, my calves began to numb, and the soles of my feet ached.
"Bell bell bell ...... Bell bell bell! ”
The bell rang overhead, and the teacher's voice in the classroom became weaker and weaker, and the noisy voices of the students overwhelmed the teacher's voice, and after a while, the teacher walked out with a book in his arms.
"You two come with me!"
The Chinese teacher glared at Wang Ziyi and me, stepped on the high heels and walked away, I moved my stiff and numb legs, and raised my heels.
"Smack!"
She threw the books in her arms on the desk, raised her hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and sat down in a chair to look at us.
"Say, what are you two talking about in class?"
"Teacher, some of them threw paper balls for Zhao Xiaonuo."
"What does that have to do with you? Haven't you ever heard of 'Hearing Outside the Window'? ”
Wang Ziyi asked rhetorically: "Teacher! Shouldn't you first ask what is written on that ball of paper? ”
The Chinese teacher turned his gaze to me and said, "Zhao Xiaonuo, tell me for yourself."
The fingers behind my back squeezed the palm of my hand hard, my lips squirmed a few times, and I slowly spoke: "Teacher...... I don't know who threw the paper ball to me, and there was a bug corpse inside......"
Before I could finish my sentence, the Chinese teacher impatiently interrupted me: "Okay, okay, isn't it just a prank?" As for making such a big move? ”
"No...... I ......"
"Okay, okay, don't say it!"
The Chinese teacher sat up straight, turned his head, reached out and picked up the red pen on the side and began to correct the homework, I stood stunned, my mouth was still slightly open, and I swallowed the rest of the words.
Wang Ziyi glared at her vigorously, and only asked after a while: "Then teacher, do you have anything else?" Without us, we are gone. ”
"You have to remember that the most important thing for you now is your studies, and don't think about any nonsense."
"Well, we got it."
"Let's go, remember to make up for the missing homework."
"Got it."
I turned and walked out of the office with my eyes down, draining all the emotion from my eyes. Sure enough, the teachers always focus on learning, and they don't care about other things for the students at all.
"Nono, how are you?"
"I'm fine, let's go back."
People passed me by, and some of them would shrug their shoulders and hit me as I walked by, and the hair that fell on the sides of my cheeks fluttered and hit my face, and I lowered my head.