Monday is the beginning of a week in most people's minds, even though God created humanity by stipulating that the first day of the week should be Sunday. But since Monday means new jobs, new suffering, people are more inclined to misconceptions.

On this day, people are obsessed with quilts and even more obsessed with air conditioning. The high temperature of more than 30 degrees outdoors is scorching the earth and also consuming people's motivation. But children have the scolding of their parents, and adults have the urging of their bosses, anyway, there are always people who whip you behind your back and make you get up.

As a second-year junior high school student, Luo An naturally can't escape such a fate, the difference is that he doesn't want to get up to go to school, not because the weather is too hot and the air conditioning is too cool, but because he hates it, hates that school, hates that class.

"Roan! I'll give you three seconds! Open the door for me immediately, or you won't have to eat all day today, so just wait for me to die in my room!" Mother An Yilian's voice roared outside the door, accompanied by the sound of hammering the door one after another, and the force was eager to smash the damn door before stopping.

"Luo Peng, come over to me quickly, you look at what kind of child you gave birth to, I can't take care of it, you take care of it." An Yilian saw that there was no sound in the room, so she had to scold her husband who was rummaging through the cabinets in the living room.

Luo Peng was looking for the room key, and he was still dragging a feather duster in his hand, "Damn, don't make any noise, what did I give birth to?" Get out of your belly, you blame me! You give me a quiet moment, wait for me to find the key to open the door, see that I don't smoke that rabbit cub, I can bear it, I am really capable, I don't go to school! If I don't go to school, then why should I pay so much tuition! Damn, where did this little bunny hide the keys! ”

Luo An tugged on the quilt tightly, the air conditioner in the room was turned on to the lowest 16 degrees, and his back was still wet, because he was afraid of cold sweat oozing from his pores. Fear hit his still young heart, and the roars outside the door made him feel like he had fallen into hell.

He sighed deeply, got up from his bed tremblingly, and cried, "Don't make any noise! I don't want to go to school, I don't want to go, I beg you to stop arguing! ”

"Fart! What can you do if you don't go to school? Something that's not bullshit, dare to cry for me, hurry up and open the door for me, otherwise I won't be able to stop your dad, hurry up! When An Yilian heard this cry, her heart that had been hanging finally let go, and she couldn't wait to pass through this door and see her child immediately.

Luo An hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and still opened the door.

Bang! Crisp and clear. The crisp voice is the voice, and the clarity is the five finger prints on the face. Luo An gritted his teeth, didn't cry, and forced the tears in his eyes back.

"You're crying! Why don't you cry? Mom is not afraid of beating you, is she? Stubborn, huh? You stinky boy, do you know how long you delay your parents from work? Do you know how much money will be deducted if your parents are late? Do everything you can to make a mess at home......" Before he could say anything, Luo Peng, who was sweating profusely looking for the key, rushed over, he grabbed Luo An angrily, and shook his hand twice with a feather duster and slapped it on his face.

"Little bunny! Don't go to school! Where did you get the guts not to go to school......"

……

Luo An was wearing a school uniform jacket, sweating profusely in the scorching sun, and the short-sleeved school uniform underneath was quickly soaked. The hands that were covered with purple whip marks were soaked in sweat and ached faintly. He didn't dare to touch those wounds, let alone roll up his sleeves, he felt that it was a shame, a shame that he was powerless to resist.

It's a pity that he can't cover the wound on his face, so he can only hope that the hair that has not been cut for many years can cover the purple red at the corner of his eye, and it would be better if he could cover a whole eye. Luo An thought secretly in his heart.

The school was very close to his home, and it was only a 10-minute walk away, and when he first entered the school, he had been bragging about it to his friends for a long time, but now he hoped that this road would take him for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, the school gate is close at hand.

Luo An registered his name with the security guard, and slowly swayed into the school, it was already the time of the first class, and Luo An didn't want to be ridiculed in front of everyone.

After dangling on the playground for a long time, he sneaked into the classroom while class was over. Very good, the dive was successful. Luo Ann snickered inwardly and took his most unique position. In the corner of the window was the place where the trash can was placed, and next to the trash can was his place, and he didn't have a tablemate, because no one but him wanted to smell the unbearable stench in class every day.

In fact, he didn't want to, but he used to be the class leader, and the class leader should make sacrifices for the interests of the class, so he took over the position without hesitation. Now, he is no longer the squad leader, but this position has belonged to him forever. Every time he changed seats, the teacher would find Luo An and tell him: "You are a good student in the eyes of the teacher, good boy, the teacher knows that you are the most enthusiastic." ”

By the end, Luo An was tired of hearing it, and the teacher might be tired of it, and over time, he was always fixed on the seating table every time.

Luo An sat in his seat, and as soon as he put down his schoolbag, the classmate in front of him handed over a greasy wrapping paper, and a few sticky tissues were thrown inside, "Luo An, help me lose it." ”

After the girl finished speaking, she threw the bag on the table, then turned her head, her bright red lips closed one by one, and said beautiful words. Luo An was stunned before picking up the bag and throwing it into the trash.

After a while, all sorts of bags, paper towels, and other garbage of unknown things came from all directions, coming from different hands. Luo An took all the garbage as ordered, put it all into a large garbage bag, and threw it into the bucket, the action was skillful, and it was amazing in one go.

Luo An secretly rejoiced in his heart: Sure enough, they only have time to eat breakfast after the first class, so that they will create garbage, and only at this time, will they find me. The infiltration was a great success.

While thinking, Luo An was stained with oil on the side of the table, and I didn't know who threw the wrapping paper just now, so he left a table of oil on it. As for that person, did he say sorry, Luo An didn't know, and was busy throwing out the garbage.

After hastily wiping the table, Luo An generously put his hand on it, as if the oil stain just now had never existed. The small words came from his ears, Luo An was stunned, looked at his hand, and put it down silently.

"Tsk, that Luo An is really weird, it's so dirty and just put it on it, disgusting."

"Okay, don't say it, didn't someone say before that he didn't take a shower for a week?"

"I don't know if he washed it or not, anyway, I can smell his sweat from so far away now, wearing a coat on a hot day, my brain is sick!"

Luo An grabbed his sleeve and lowered his head, a little at a loss. The girl in front of her turned her head with a smile and asked, "Didn't I say you're not hot?" This sweat is like rain, it's disgusting, you! ”

"You...... You know what, the human body can regulate its own temperature, and biology has not learned? Luo An's eyes rolled, and he retorted.

The girl shook her head, leaving a wide roll of her eyes, and what she didn't see, the gloomy look on Ann's face.

It's Luo An's favorite Chinese class, and it might be better if the teacher can be replaced by a young and beautiful young lady wearing a uniform and tights.

In this class, writing was about writing, and the teacher brought the cold rice that had been taught in another class here and fried it again, and Luo An still listened to it with relish, and he was very puzzled by those who had already fallen asleep on the table early.

After the teacher talked about a lot of theories, he began to pick out some good works to read, Luo An's already straight waist straightened even more, and his eyes were full of anticipation. However, when all the works were read, some people who did not know why received applause, but they continued to understand the reason.

Luo An was a little angry, he fell off the list again, why? It's just that the voice of shouting in my heart somehow rushes out of my throat and resoundes in the classroom.

It was almost the end of class, and the teacher was about to pack up the lesson plan and leave the last time for the students to study on their own, but this sudden voice woke up a large number of people.

"This classmate, what's your problem?" The teacher pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the appearance of the old dragon clock made people smell the stale smell from afar.

Luo An took a deep breath, stood up, and said sonorously, "I think I wrote quite well." ”

"Oh? Is that so? You, what's your name? The teacher flipped through the essay on the table and squinted at it.

"Roan."

"Don't you know the turnip head and the child of the condom, teacher?"

"Huh? What is it? ”

"Carrot heads, condoms, hahahaha! It's amazing, this stalk can laugh for a year! ”

Luo An's face was red with shame, he puffed up his breath and shouted, "Quiet! Be quiet! I'm your former squad leader, did you talk to your former squad leader like that? ”

"Yo yo yo, the squad leader is angry!"

"Wow, the former squad leader, it's amazing, the squad leader, he's older than you!"

“……”

The noisy voice boiled in the classroom, and every word and sentence was deeply rooted in Luo An's heart, and he retorted loudly. But, how can a small splash of water compete with the big waves tumbling?

In the end, it was the teacher's sternness that deterred the noisy class.

"Luo An, right, what you wrote doesn't quite meet the requirements I gave." The teacher scanned Saloan's essay and said helplessly.

"Eh, I'll see what our former squad leader wrote." A boy with a small flat head ran out of his seat, snatched the essay directly from the teacher's hand, glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, what is this writing! Stupid! Hahahaha......"