There are one and there are two, from this night on, the number of punishments will be increased day by day, happy plus one circle, unhappy two more punishments, but the students of the twenty-fifth class of the third year of high school are worried...

"It's all added to 39 laps, and if it goes on like this, it will be over sooner or later," sports commissioner Li Daohua was worried.

He is a fourth-level physical artist, and he was appointed as a sports committee member by the head teacher, I thought that this position was not difficult to sit firmly, but I didn't expect that it was only half a month after the start of school, and he couldn't hold back and wanted to pick a child.

"The old class is too unkind," Tie Ta touched the back of his head and said quietly, "Do you want to make a joint complaint, isn't there a principal's mailbox!" ”

It stands to reason that paper letters should have been withdrawn from the rivers and lakes a long time ago, but complaint letters and the like, it is always inconvenient to send them by e-mail, and it is easy to be grabbed by the object of the complaint, or anonymous paper letters are more secure.

"This suggestion can be had," Le Zhengyang slowly raised his hand in agreement, "Let you take the lead in the iron tower." ”

The squad leader is responsible for the overall situation, and does not need to do everything himself.

The tower is not too troublesome, he is the person who wants to complain about the head teacher the most, and it is good to be able to do it himself.

"That's okay," Tie Ta happily pulled out a blank sheet of paper from his desk, gritted his teeth and smiled, "You will write the report letter, and I will mobilize everyone to sign it." ”

Le Zhengyang didn't shirk either, took the letter sauce and wrote all night, describing the wonderful performance of the homeroom teacher in the past half a month, and portraying their grievances to the fullest.

Then, when the critical moment came, the tower had to work hard to persuade (instigate) his classmates to sign and draw, and it had to be signed by more than half of them.

Qin Jiao finished signing the painting, blinked her eyes and said to Bai Ziyue, "Bai Heixin, why haven't you signed it yet, the class cadres have to take the lead." ”

Shielding relatives is taboo and will not be tolerated.

As for whether Bai Heixin will offend Uncle Clan because of this, he has nothing to do with her Miss Qin San.

Bai Ziyue raised her eyebrows, snatched the report letter and signed the name of Long Feifeng Dance, "Isn't it just a signature, it's very simple, I doubt that this report letter can be voted out." ”

The rules of this school are simply bizarre, and it is impossible that no one will protest.

Qin Jiao wrinkled her nose, "Why can't you throw a mailbox?" ”

Miss Qin San had great expectations for the joint report letter, but she didn't want Bai Ziyue to say anything, and the letter they worked so hard to make was blocked out of the mailbox.

At about half past two in the morning, two sneaky figures appeared next to the principal's mailbox, and the leader took out a pure white envelope from his arms and was about to stuff it, but found that the mailbox did not have a delivery slot.

"No way, how can you say it's a mailbox without a delivery opening," the slender and tall masked woman leaned forward and groped up and down, trying to find the delivery opening.

The tall masked man in the lead said in a rough voice, "I want to see what you can find." ”

After looking for a long time, I didn't find anything, and the masked woman was anxious, "What kind of broken mailbox did the principal hang, there is not even a delivery port, how can I complain!" ”

In a moment of rage, she forcibly ripped the mailbox off the wall.

"Qin ......" The tall masked man widened his eyes, swallowed the name that was close to his mouth, and scolded in a low voice, "What's the matter with you, forget it if you can't find it, why did you open the mailbox!" ”

The masked woman was extremely aggrieved, "I didn't use much force. By the way, this mailbox is so heavy. ”

I hugged and shook it, without making a sound, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "It can't be a fake mailbox." ”

Click on the flashlight function of the communicator and look at it, look up and down, look left and right, it is a solid piece of wood, only the front is engraved with four words - the principal's mailbox.

"I'll go, it's fake," the tall masked man was so angry that he forgot to lower his voice and shouted loudly, "No wonder those old students are full of weirdness when they hear me say that they want to write a joint report letter." ”

"Iron pimple, be soft," the masked woman slapped her companion on the shoulder, "be honest if you don't want to be caught." ”

However, her warning was a little late, and the whining siren sounded, and several robot security guards suddenly jumped out and surrounded the masked duo.

"Don't move," the smart machine security guard who took the lead held a half-meter-long electric baton, and instructed one by one, "put down your things and squatted with your head in your hands." ”

The masked duo looked at each other, squeezed their eyebrows and exchanged eyes for a few seconds, and finally the masked woman stepped forward, "Hehe, that, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" ”

The tall masked man nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding, I think we should talk about it first." ”

"Put down the things and squat down with your head in your hands," the smart machine security guard did not implant a bargaining program, a mechanical warning, "countdown to five seconds, five, four, three......"

The bargain failed, the duo was helpless, the robot was really an iron lump, even if it had intelligence, it was not much better, and there was no communication at all except for fixed procedures.

At this point, they can only do according to the instructions of the smart machine security, and they don't want to try the power of electric rods.

Think about the classmate who was called by the disciplinary committee a few days ago, lay in the infirmary for two hours, woke up with his hair straight on end, washed his head several times and did not soften, and it took half a month to return to normal.

The masked duo was taken away, along with the solid mailbox, and after they left, a few people suddenly turned out of the black flower bed, "What should I do?" Nothing will happen, right? ”

"Probably not," Bai Ziyue yawned as she covered her mouth, "At most, a few credits will be deducted and closed for a few days, and the rules of the school are not corporal punishment." ”

Now it was the point where she was lying on the soft bed and meeting with Zhou Yi, but she was hard-pulled over to submit a report letter, saying that the class cadres must be present, she wondered, it takes seven or eight people to vote for a letter?

Speaking of which, what is going on with Qin Xiaosan and the Iron Tower, didn't they just let them stuff the letter into the mailbox, how did they attract the machine security.

Fearing that they would not be safe, they chose to hide in a flower bed two or three hundred meters away from the principal's mailbox, and they could not hear the conversation between the masked duo until the siren sounded and realized that something was wrong.

"So what do we do next?" Li Daohua blinked, wanting to drive away the sleepiness, "Do you want to notify the old class to pick up someone?" ”

"No way!" Le Zhengyang vetoed, "If the old class asks us why we came here in the middle of the night, how will we answer?" ”

I can't say I'm here to report it!

The old class is so terrible, he doesn't want to pick up the tiger's whiskers, I didn't see him sign the report letter in an inconspicuous place in the corner!

Li Daohua hesitated, "Then we don't care?" ”

"No matter," nodded the head of the music class who still wanted to live.

Bai Ziyue pouted, "It's too late for you to regret it now, that letter is on the disciplinary committee, and you can always see it when the old class picks up people tomorrow." ”

"That's okay," Le Zhengyang replied without thinking, "Let's go back to sleep and prepare for tomorrow's storm." ”

Cadres of the class: "......"