After I smeared the green dragon into the presence of a substance that was like a palette,

Since Zhang Guofeng's tattoo is not long, the molecular structure of the ink has not completely penetrated into the skin, so it can have a chemical reaction with the purple potion and destroy the color of the body. But it's my limit to get to where I am now.

At this time, the director of discipline had just finished cleaning up the boy on the far right, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Guofeng without blinking. His mouse eyes widened, and his voice whispered the order, "You, take off your clothes." ”

Zhang Guofeng took off his vest in fear.

"Turn around." The director of discipline commanded again.

He had to turn around obediently.

The director of discipline looked at the green and green on Zhang Guofeng's back, and he couldn't see the pattern, the back that looked like a palette, and didn't say anything. And he commanded him to put on his garments.

At this time, Zhang Guofeng's anxious heart relaxed, and his eyes changed when he looked at me.

"Good, now you're a little bit human." The director of discipline said, "Then take your psychology and go to your dormitory with Teacher Zhou." Listen, in the future, Mr. Zhou will be your responsible teacher, and whatever he says must be implemented immediately. Also, as long as there is a place where the school rules are posted, it must not be offended, otherwise, it is difficult to say whether you can wait until your parents come to pick you up. ”

With that, he walked straight away. Soon after, a tall and thin man came in, this man was about thirty-two years old, and he was also very ugly, he glanced at the four of us coldly, and then said, "My surname is Zhou, now, take something and follow me." ”

Zhang Guofeng walked behind me and suddenly muttered at me, "Boss, don't you think it's weird?" ”

"What's the blame?" I asked.

"It's weird. Usually my little brother I am not a timid person, I have done a lot of things to cut people and extort protection money, and I didn't snort when my hand was cut off by the enemy, but the eyes of the training director were like poisonous snakes, and I lost my temper at a glance. It's as if you've met a natural enemy. ”

I was noncommittal, but said, "This school has become famous for rectifying the so-called naughty students, and I am afraid that there is a whole set of ways to deal with us." I'm afraid you should, otherwise how will they make us obedient in the future? Awesome, I gave a terrible dismount, it seems that we will not have a good time all day today. ”

"That's right!" Zhang Guofeng suddenly realized and understood, "I said I'm not a timid person." Grandma's, the result is the means they make. Fortunately, the eldest brother reminded me in time, and I almost made a move. ”

I smiled, but there was a chill in my heart. This school is definitely not as simple as it seems to the outside world. Especially the words that the director of discipline said before leaving. He said, 'As long as there is a place where the school rules are posted, you must not be offended, otherwise, it is difficult to say whether you can wait until your parents come to pick you up.' There is something deep about this sentence, it seems to be intimidating, but it is definitely more than just intimidation.

What exactly is he meant?

Most people are weird creatures, whether well-intentioned or full-bodied, and tend to hint at you in subtle ways. The momentum and appearance of the director of discipline always make me feel strange. Even this school is also a little weird.

It seems that there is a scientific basis for the groundless truth.

It didn't take long to come to the dormitory, and I saw that it was just a large bungalow with dozens of beds in it.

Teacher Zhou coldly ordered, "You sleep in the last row of the four beds from the left, and every hour there will be a radio announcement in the school to inform you of what you will do next." Be careful not to violate the school rules posted. ”

After saying that, he left us and walked away.

I mentioned the school rules that I haven't met yet, is there really some taboo here?

The only girl of the four of us had a strange face, and shouted at Teacher Zhou, "I'm a girl, how can I live with them?" ”

Teacher Zhou disappeared around the corner without looking back.

"Damn, it's killing me." Full of blonde hair, the only boy who was not tortured much, lay on the bed, took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked a few puffs, "This ghost place where birds don't shit, they will suffocate to death if they are suffocated, and they must find a way to escape later." Brothers, are you going to run away with me? ”

"Nonsense!" Except for me, the remaining two nodded in unison, "Of course you have to escape, this is a place for people." ”

At this moment, my attention was completely fixed on a wall directly opposite the door.

There was nothing out of that wall, just a small note that would have been completely ignored if you didn't pay attention. I walked over and looked at it for a moment before I could read the words on the side

'Article 54 of the school rules prohibits smoking in collective dormitories, and violators will be decapitated. ’

The handwriting was very untidy, like a child's graffiti, but it gave me a chill. I turned around sharply and yelled at the smoking boy, "Quick, put out your cigarette!" ”

The boy squinted at me, ignored it, and took another puff of his own.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the window, and something broke the glass of the window at a very fast speed, and flew in as fast as it could. Accurately and quickly hit the boy smoking in the neck.

The boy's body froze stiffly, his hands still holding cigarettes, his eyes widened, and traces of blood slowly emerged from his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes. The neck also began to bleed, more and more, splashing to the ground like a waterfall.

His body fell downward with gravity because he lost the support of his strength, and his head detached from his neck in mid-air, falling to the ground and bouncing like a ball to the feet of the non-mainstream girl.

The girl, who was already stunned, finally reacted, screamed in fright, and fainted.

I was shocked and relieved, and when I looked closely, I realized that the object that hit the boy was the blade of a ceiling fan. The boy who lost his head is, of course, already dead and can no longer die.

The economist Becker once adopted the traditional economic concept of individual rationality and explained the so-called bad boys, in which rational actors are assumed to maximize their utility functions within the constraints of limited resources. But in Becker's analysis, both the "utility function" and the "effective resource" are given in non-traditional senses.

The utility of altruist B, who helps the egoist i, is assumed to be a function not only of B's own consumption, but also of i's consumption.

And, similarly, B's limited resources, i.e., "basic" budget constraints, are what Becker calls social income. Social income is made up not only of B's own income, but also of the value of I's income to B.

In this setting, if B can transfer money to i without any monetary loss, then an equilibrium is reached when B transfers enough money to i so that a small change in B's own consumption has exactly the same marginal utility as a change in I's consumption.

Becker's theoretical result from this analysis is the famous "bad boy theorem". The theorem says, in fact, that the egoistic "bad boy" i may be induced by the altruism of the "big father" (b), as if I were also altruistic. For from the interests of I's own (self-interested), it can be expected that B tends to shift (given B's altruism) in such a way that B's situation is also improved. This not only increases B's "subjective utility", but also improves B's "objective" income through I's behavior.

The Bad Boy Theorem can be thought of as containing two related outcomes. The first outcome has to do with the behavior of the bad boy (i) in anticipation of the altruistic behavior of the father (b). The second result has to do with the "objective" benefits obtained by the altruistic father.

Human beings always like to categorize everything. Even the unpredictable human behavior tries to be explained by mathematical formulas. It's a bit incomprehensible to me, who is also a human being.

Introduce yourself as usual. My name is Ye Bu Si, and I'm a person with a high IQ, but a lot of the time it's rational and boring. Growing up, there have been a lot of strange and inexplicable things happening around me. With this in mind, I began to write them down one by one with my pen and wrote them down. Yes, this is the one you're holding.

While reading the data, I was sipping my coffee and thinking about some mess. The data was mailed to me by the old man Yang Junfei, and at the same time mailed me a bunch of inexplicable newspapers.

The news of these newspaper clippings all took place in the big cities of the country, and if I had to sort out the similarities, I am afraid that there were four. One is murder. Second, the murderers are all very young. Third, they are all excellent students. Fourth, these children are either parents, teachers, or classmates, almost all of whom are familiar with them. And all the tricks are unthinkable, unheard of.

As soon as she finished reading the information, the old woman Lin Zhiyan had already pushed the door and walked in. She didn't laugh at me, she just handed me a data folder, "It's your new identity, and your plane ticket for this afternoon." You're going back to your old ways this time. ”

"The old business?" I frowned.

"Bad students, and heinous, social garbage. How about it, you can restore your nature, and let's be happy. "This dead woman, it didn't take long for her to show her true nature" And I, playing your old sister, a poor persecutor. ”

She made a full victim appearance, and she was pitiful.

I kicked it over, "Disgusting." What's wrong with this case? Where are you going undercover? ”

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