In late September, because of the counterattack of the autumn tigers, the sun was as big as the largest in July.

Fortunately, it rained a lot last night, today's temperature dropped, and yesterday I was sweating in short sleeves, and today I have to put on a coat and turn out autumn clothes in case of emergency.

When Shu Qin slipped to the school gate, the gate was already closed, and only the side door was still open. But the side door has to be swiped, one card and one person, and you can't get in if you don't get in.

He couldn't get up in the morning, so he asked his brother to help him brush it for him. Now I don't have a card in my hand, so I can only go over the wall.

Shu Qin looked at the side door from a distance, and the Ten Hall Yama and the doorman were standing at the door blowing homely cooking, which was a good time for him to climb over the wall and enter the courtyard.

He locked the car and slipped to the north gate, which had long been abandoned.

The second middle school is a school that is not good at anything, just the threshold and the wall are high. The wall here at the north gate is a little shorter, and he can still get on the wall with a little bit of strength.

Shu Qin threw his schoolbag into the wall, took a few steps back, spit a few mouthfuls on his hand, and stared at the wall more than three meters high with an imminent look.

He ran as soon as he reached the wall, and when he reached the wall, he kicked the ball of his foot against the wall, and the whole person jumped up like a monkey.

Shu Qin breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the wall, and patted the ash on his palm proudly.

"What's the use of building the wall so high, can you stop me? Hum! ”

Shu Qin swaggered a few steps, always feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly turned back to look at the place he had just turned over.

"Hey! I'm going to pack it! ”

Shu Qin's eyes widened, he threw the bag in, and then he climbed over the wall in just five minutes, he bag!

He spat hard, "! Who took my bag! Lao Tzu's bag! ”

As if to answer his roar, the big black voice embedded in the wall "buzzed" in response, almost breaking Shu Qin's ears.

"A notice is broadcast below, and a notice is broadcast below. Please go to the teaching office immediately to pick up your schoolbag; Please go to the teaching office immediately to pick up your schoolbag. ”

“......”

The autumn wind in September blew on Shu Qin's face and blew his bangs, but Shu Qin felt that there was an ear scraper in the wind, and his face was red from the air.

The Ten Palaces Yama really lived up to the origin of his nickname.

From the time he was still in junior high school, the Ten Palaces Yama saw him as unpleasant, and when he was promoted to high school, he really still attacked his weak, kind and helpless self.

Shu Qin is a well-known little bully in the second middle school, it is common to skip class late in fights, and the teachers of the junior high school beat the gongs and drums to send him to the high school, which made the teachers of the high school sad.

All the teachers who knew his reputation shook their heads and refused to be his homeroom teacher, so they pushed back and forth, and this little bully fell into the hands of a newcomer, this unlucky guy didn't realize it, he was quite happy after a period of school, and after getting along for a while, both sides faded away from the ignorant shyness at the beginning, and no longer deliberately covered themselves, so Shu Qin reverted to his old ways and began to be late and lazy again.

The Ten Palaces Yama is the teaching director of Shu Qin's first year of high school, and this old man is a really rigid person!

Lao Luo thinks that no one wants to be humiliated, so he falls into his hands, he will humiliate you with words, ravage you, whip you, and make you unscathed, but ashamed and unbearable.

So when the announcement was broadcast on the radio, Shu Qin stood in place and was stunned for a long time.

A schoolbag, whether it is or not is not a big deal for him, but if he doesn't get it, the notice can be broadcast in the morning, noon and evening.

Shu Qin tapped and swam to the teaching office, it was now the point of the morning class, and the various classes were full of books, one after another, one class after another, except for their first and third classes of high school.

***

Zhou Zhaolan feels that his working career has reached a low period, a bottleneck period, and a death period!

He happily returned to his alma mater with his graduation certificate, planning to devote himself to the cause of education and contribute his candle oil to the future flowers and bones of the motherland.

However, before he could start burning himself, a guy surnamed Shu Mingqin broke the body of the candle and ripped off the wick.

It was the first time in his life that he was a class teacher, and it was with a vigorous heart to face this group of children.

It's been okay just after school started for a while, and after getting along for a while, these little bastards can make people better than one another, especially this one named Shu Qin.

Yesterday it was Shu Qin's turn to be on duty after school, and he just had a little quarrel with this little bastard, which is nothing, after all, this kind of thing has been happening all week.

As soon as he finished his class and sat in his office chair, ready to take a leisurely sip of tea, the radio went off.

He sprayed all the water on his newly written lesson plan, and it was over, and all the ink on the lesson plan was smeared - rewritten.

Before mourning for the deceased lesson plan, the teaching director called and asked him to bring Shu Qin back from the teaching office.

Zhou Zhaolan was fed a big mouthful of deflated food before he ate breakfast, but he was so angry that he slapped the table and went to find the little overlord surnamed Shu!

When Zhou Zhaolan walked to the teaching office violently, the little overlord was leaning against the wall and looking into the distance, with a stick in his mouth, and his expression didn't know how comfortable it was, which simply ignited the last fire in Zhou Zhaolan's heart.

Zhou Zhaolan walked up to him with an angry face, "What have you done again!" ”

Shu Qin glanced at him lazily, stretched out his finger and pointed at the radio on the wall.

Zhou Zhaolan looked at his fingers, stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that he was sarcastic, "Don't you have ears?" ”

Zhou Zhaolan gritted her teeth, "Can't you get up early!" Wake up early to kill you! ”

Shu Qin didn't seem to hear his high-decibel voice, and shook his head indifferently.

Zhou Zhaolan was angry at a glance at him, not to mention his current attitude.

"I'm talking to you!"

Shu Qin dialed the sugar in his mouth from the right to the left, raised his eyelids, and said, "You say it, I'll listen to it."

Zhou Zhaolan felt very deflated, and reached out to pull the candy in his mouth, but he didn't pull it, so he added a little force, Shu Qin, this kid, bit hard, and looked at him with big eyes, and his eyes were full of "Come on, come on!" Come on! The provocative meaning can make Zhou Zhaolan's mouth crooked.

Zhou Zhaolan is a weak scholar, one meter seven or eight tall but thin, at first glance, he is a petite boy who can't carry his shoulders and can't lift his hands, and Shu Qin, a big boy with muscles all over his body, is completely asking for hardship.

So there was this scene in front of him: Zhou Zhaolan pulled the lollipop stick in Shu Qin's mouth with both hands, and kicked the wall with one foot to borrow strength, and Shu Qin was pulled by him and bent over, and his face was red because of clenched teeth. One of the two had green tendons on his hands and one on his forehead, and no one would let anyone.

"What are you doing?"

With a violent hew, Shu Qin opened his mouth "ah", Zhou Zhaolan didn't have time to be happy that he had won the "tug-of-war", he was sent out by the strength of his legs, because of Shu Qin's withdrawal, he staggered several steps to stand firmly, and almost sat on the ground, and his face was really gone.

Before Zhou Zhaolan could touch his little heart, he looked up and saw that the face of the Ten Hall Yama was very ugly.

The Ten Palaces Yama had just gone to the water room to get a glass of water, and he was holding the handle of the mug in his hand, but the white stick floating in the mug was very familiar.

Zhou Zhaolan hurriedly glanced at his hand, hey! What about lollipops?