Chapter 021: Three Dead Friends

Let's start with the big fat man. The big fat man's real name is Wang Dajie, one meter seventy-two tall, and he weighs seventy-five kilograms.

The big fat man has a round face, a pair of big mouths, and a flat nose. The earlobes are particularly thick. This person looks fierce at first glance, but in fact he has a very soft temperament.

There are examples. Once, in the corridor on the third floor, he deliberately kicked a kick off a stool off the ground in the corridor on the third floor, and almost hit the head of the director of the political and educational office who happened to pass by, and the director of the political and educational office looked up and saw him poking out to look at his slowly retracting head, and ordered him to "get down" immediately. ”

He said, "Teacher, I'm still slow, I have to walk more than forty steps from the third floor to the first floor, plus the road in the aisle, I can get in front of you so fast enough." I can't really get out of here as you say, if I really listen to you, your responsibility will be great. ”

You see, he's such a difficult person.

The life experience of the big fat man is more tragic. The reason why his life is miserable is that he has a father who is idle all day long, idle and sitting.

His mother couldn't stand his father's laziness and left him when he was two years old to live with another man. Since then, he has lived with his father and his grandparents. What is even more tragic is that his grandfather is not his own grandfather, but his grandmother's second husband, and his own grandfather died before he was born. Therefore, the only thing that really hurts him is his grandmother.

His grandmother took care of him eating and drinking, and raised him to be fat and fat, but he didn't care about anything else.

If you talk about freedom, the big fat man is really a free body.

When he was in his first year of junior high school, his father went out to work and did not return for many years, and his home became our gathering point, a temporary place for us to live when we ran away from home, and the best place for us to smoke, drink and gamble.

Let's talk about Brother Jun. Brother Jun's real name is Yao Jun, and he is the most ruthless and eager of us.

I remember the first sports meeting in junior high school, a classmate's grades were misjudged by the referee, we went to the referee theory, and the referee scolded him, he quietly ran to the propaganda board and kicked a piece of glass on the propaganda board, which alarmed the top of the school. Although he was punished by the school, the classmate's misjudged grade was also reversed.

He is tall and athletic, so he is very strong, and he likes to roll up his sleeves to show us his muscles in both winter and summer. His muscles attract a lot of girls.

He was the perpetrator of the most sensational incident that occurred in Hua'an IV that year. He forcibly dragged the girl who slapped his "girlfriend" from the school gate to a nearby alleyway, and slapped the other party twenty times in a row. The teacher of the school's security department rushed over, and he did not rush to escape, but continued to slap him, continued to ask the other party to count, and then obediently followed the teacher of the security department back to the school for investigation.

This incident put a lot of pressure on the principal, because the father of the girl who was beaten was a deputy section-level cadre in Hua'an City, and he had to expel Yao Jun from the school. Yao Jun's father found many people to plead with him, slapped his son more than a dozen times in front of him, and even knelt down, but he still didn't forgive Yao Jun.

In the end, Brother Jun became angry, he slammed his fist at the door of the political and educational office, and roared: "You really fucking let Lao Tzu drop out of school, I will rape your daughter first and then kill it!" ”

You know what? Yao Jun's words shocked the girl's father.

The next day, it wasn't that Brother Jun didn't come to school, but that the girl didn't come to school, and her father transferred her to another school.

"Stinky salted eggs" is Cai Pengfei's nickname. This nickname is not because he likes to eat stinky salted eggs, but because he has a mouth that is as stinky as rotten salted eggs. He can say anything swear and uncivilized with this mouth, and there is no girl in the class who has never been scolded and cried by him.

"Stinky salted eggs" parents sell reinforced concrete, are very busy all day long, because they don't have time to take care of him, since the third grade will be entrusted to him in the teacher's house, the purpose is naturally to hope that he will study hard, in the future can find a job to do, like the wings of the Roc flying high in the air, can be described as well-intentioned.

But "Stinky Salted Egg" doesn't study at the teacher's house at all, and his only hobby is to use the two classmates who are in the teacher's house with him, harass them, scolds them, snatches their pens and breaks them, and hides their notebooks...... When they complained to the teacher, he refused to admit it.

Once, the stinky salted egg was scolding, and all the * wooden eggs were scolded, but he was caught by the teacher, and he couldn't resist it anymore, so he had to honestly accept the teacher's punishment, and beat the palm of his hand to do push-ups, squat, horse steps or something else. He was able to do 200 push-ups in one go, and it was at this time that he practiced.

Stinky salted eggs are very stamina. In the end, he felt like he couldn't do any of them, and he could do ten more crookedly. He can also squat and step, and the average person can squat and walk for less than forty seconds before his legs tremble, and he can stay up for a minute and a half.

The teacher who was in charge of hosting him had to be more and more ruthless every time, and in this way, he practiced the ability to do 200 push-ups in one go.

If he did 200 push-ups and still didn't relent, the teacher would call his parents to pick him up. How could the exhausted parents, who were tired of loading and unloading steel and cement during the day, stand this stimulation, beat him violently, and begged the teacher to take him in, but the teacher could not erase his feelings (perhaps the temptation of money) to continue to take care of him, and he naturally "repeated the mistakes of the past".

The reason why this "stinky salted egg" was more rebellious than me later was inseparable from the fact that his parents often beat him. His father was even better, especially his mother, who had a violent personality and beat him a few times when he was in junior high school.

The first time I was called to the office by the new head teacher for training, the head teacher almost didn't believe that I was a sworn friend with them. In his opinion, it is impossible for a good student like me to associate with such a few people who don't read any books, or, conversely, it is impossible for him to believe that a person who is so unserious in class can have such good grades. So he punished me a lot more lightly than those guys.

This homeroom teacher had a completely different style from the original homeroom teacher, he hardly lectured, and after asking the reason, he punished us to do push-ups, thirty or fifty, and then went back to the classroom when we were done.

When it comes to doing push-ups, the only thing that can be impressed is the big fat man, and we are all masters. You have to know how many push-ups my father punished me for.

But we all pretended to be very hard, and felt that the last few would break our arms if we continued to do it, so the young head teacher would wave his hand: "Forget it, I won't do the remaining ones." I'll spare you this time, and you must reflect on it when you go back. ”

We laughed before we reached the lobby on the first floor of the office building, proud of the success of our plot.

The real bitter is the big fat man, he can't do ten standard push-ups, his hips are high, his shoulders can't go down, he doesn't do a few like a cow hehehehe Who told him to have such a heavy physique?

So he often volunteered to let the teacher slap his palm. Hit the palm of his hand against a push-up, he is willing. Maybe it's because the flesh on his palms is too thick.

However, the new head teacher is a very principled person and resolutely does not punish students. In his opinion, asking students to do push-ups is to exercise the child's physique, and hitting the child's palm with a whip is corporal punishment.

The unspeakable bitterness of the big fat man.

But there are times when it affects us. The new head teacher got the "inspiration" out of nowhere, asking us to make mistakes and do push-ups together, up and down at the same time, he counts one, we do one, he counts two, we do the second one, as long as one of them doesn't do it, then the others don't do it.

It's going to break us. A few of us were going to do push-ups again, and in the end we were panting like cows like big fat people.

Afterwards, the big fat man inevitably had to be punched and kicked by us.

The first time I was called to the office with them by the new homeroom teacher to receive the punishment of doing push-ups was because the four of us were circulating a manuscript in a certain class. I still remember the book called "A Girl's Heart." Brother Jun got it. Very scarce.

There was only one lesson for a few of our brothers to circulate. Brother Jun's mysterious appearance aroused everyone's curiosity, and they rushed to read, and in the end, there was no way, so several people changed positions and changed places to study together. They blushed as if they had drunk half a catty of wine, and they were really excited.

Originally, it wouldn't have attracted the attention of the teacher (of course, the teacher wouldn't pay attention to these people at all), and the blame was on the stinky salted egg, when his "flowers" spurted juice suddenly, he couldn't help but shout, causing the whole class to look at him, and no matter how cultivated the teacher was, he couldn't hold his breath.

But the teacher was standing not far from the stinky salted egg to give a lecture, and the stinky salted egg shouted, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the big fat man and the handsome brother together, and also saw the manuscript that the stinky salted egg was holding in his hand. Maybe it was the stinky salted egg who was about to pass the book to me at this time, but the teacher was staring at him, and he didn't think to hide the book, but he still threw it to me, who was two seats away from him. I had no choice but to obediently hand the book to the teacher.

At that time, the fire in Brother Jun's eyes could definitely scorch the eyebrows of stinky salted eggs.

When the teacher confiscated the manuscript, he flipped through the contents and said nothing, but just tucked the manuscript in his textbook, and then ordered us to go to the head teacher after class.

I thought that the teacher would tear the manuscript to shreds it in front of him when he read the contents of the manuscript. I thought: Could it be that the teacher was also attracted by the content of the manuscript?