197 New Students(3/3)
At the entrance of the Edinburgh School, the autumn breeze is bleak and cool.
Zhou Xingzu wore a student uniform and carried a small schoolbag and stood at the school gate. The whole person was dozens of years old at once, as if he had returned to his youthful student days.
It's not as if he's really going back to his student days.
Starting today, the number one killer of the Flying Tigers has disappeared, and the new school grass week star has reappeared.
"It feels like the king of soldiers is back on campus."
Beautiful Teacher, Gangster Student ......
It's all here and there, isn't it a soldier king?
Zhou Xingzu smiled self-deprecatingly, and resolutely stepped into the school.
Jiang Ximing, a teacher in the school's discipline office, was wearing a suit and holding a ring ruler, standing at the school gate. Seeing Zhou Xingzu coming over, he waved his ring ruler and was about to hit him: "See if you dare to be late, come over to me." ”
Zhou Xingzu hurriedly raised the registration form in his hand: "Teacher, I'm not late, I'm a new student." “
Jiang Ximing was bald, took the registration form and looked at it, and then nodded: "Follow me." ”
Zhou Xingzu followed the teacher all the way through the school's playground. I saw a group of late students, squatting in a row, this scene was not like a school, but like a prison. Among them, the most conspicuous is the yellow turtle who stole the thief's brain.
Looking at the scenery in the school, Zhou Xingzu had a feeling of going to the wrong set.
He is the one who wants to be a brother, not to be a prisoner......
Not here to be a student!
It seems that the original plot of "Truant Dragon" must be completed quickly.
Although Zhou Xingzu successfully graduated from college, he didn't want to relive his student days.
Good memories will only be beautiful if they remain in the memories. Let those who shout every day long live their youth, go back to their student days and give it a try, how many can survive again?
On the way, many students saw Zhou Xingzu passing by, and they all got together and laughed: "This is the new one?" ”
"Looks like a stinky fart."
"Which class, it won't be our class, right?"
Cai Ximing held his head high all the way, and led the way in front of him with a standard standing posture.
At the corner, Zhou Xingzu glanced at the school rules hanging on the wall: "Wow, more than two hundred?" ”
"It's more than the Youth League's membership rules."
Cai Ximing was very dissatisfied when he looked at his fuss: "You don't have to look at it, you will have to carry it sooner or later." ”
Zhou Xingzu shook his head: "No, I will never carry it." ”
Cai Ximing was surprised: "New classmates, you have ambition." ”
"Thank you, teacher."
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Under the leadership of Cai Ximing, Zhou Xingzu came to an office.
The director of the discipline department held a data sheet and stared at Zhou Xingzu with unkind eyes.
"Zhou Xingxing? I am the director of discipline at this school, Lin Chok Tong. ”
"You're from the English High School, and there's a lot of garbage and nonsense. I don't care what my family has to do with the board, our Edinburgh school is the most famous school, it produces the best students, and I can't tolerate black sheep. ”
"If you don't love yourself, I'll fire you, you know?"
Lin Zuodong walked around Zhou Xingzu and tore his data sheet in half.
In his opinion, if Zhou Xingxing, a waste material, can come to Edinburgh School as a transfer student, he must be a relationship through the back door.
You must know that as the most well-known aristocratic high school in Hong Kong, even many members of the Legislative Council are alumni of Edinburgh School. There are only two kinds of students in it, one is a second-generation child, and the other is a civilian genius.
Zhou Xingzu was naturally classified as the first type, and for the first time he enjoyed the treatment of the rich second generation.
He was able to enter the Edinburgh School, strictly speaking, it was a gold-plated study abroad.
“yes,sir。” Zhou Xingzu's habitual salute startled Lin Zuodong: "Hehe, it's very interesting, take him to the classroom!" ”
"Follow up with the classroom."
Zhou Xingzu silently followed behind Cai Ximing and walked to the door of classroom 114, Cai Ximing pushed open the door: "This is your class, class C114." ”
"Even Class C has 114, so with Class A and Class B, wouldn't there be tens of thousands of people in the school." Zhou Xingzu was a little surprised, Cai Ximing sneered: "There are only more than 3,000 people in the school, and there is only one in Class C, and 114 is just because it is in the fourth room on the 11th floor." ”
"The other classes are all A and B, after all, one trash can is enough."
Zhou Xingzu smiled and followed Teacher Cai into the class.
Cai Ximing put down the ring ruler: "It just so happens that this class is my literature and history." I bring you a new classmate, Zhou Xingxing. ”
"Everyone's applause."
Zhou Xingzu showed a sunny smile and tried to look younger.
The students below were in a mess.
"Zhou Xingxing? The new transfer students are really in our class. ”
"I just said, it must be another rich second generation who came in by connections, and this time the protection fee can be charged an extra share."
"Let's take a beating first, let him know how powerful our four tigers are in Bijia Mountain."
Cai Ximing patted the podium fiercely and pointed to the position next to Huang Xiaogui: "Zhou Xingxing, you just do it there." ”
"Thank you, teacher."
周星祖大摇大摆的走下讲台,狠狠的瞪了“毕架山四虎”一眼,将书包一甩,就坐在黄小龟的旁边。
黄小龟做在椅子上,拿着橡皮十分激动,主动帮周星祖的桌面收拾干净。
"Thank you." Zhou Xingzu's thanks were insincere, but Huang Xiaogui was very excited: "No thanks, no thanks, this is as it should be." ”
"New classmate, it's a pleasure to be at the same table with you."
Zhou Xingzu slapped his head with a palm: "Of course you're happy, I'm here." When they see me as a new classmate dragging me like this, they will definitely not bully you, they will bully me. ”
"So you're happy right now, aren't you?"
Huang Xiaogui looked at Zhou Xingzu in shock: "Xingxing, how do you know." ”
"You're all like you, like you?"
Facing Zhou Xingzu's questioning, Huang Xiaogui suddenly realized: "You are in a British middle school, you must have been bullied like me, so you will know." ”
"Hmph, I'm sure I guessed right. I'm a pig, but I'm smart. ”
Huang Xiaogui looked stunned, and was knocked on the head by Zhou Xingzu again: "Remember, call me Brother Xing in the future." ”
"Why do you call you Brother Xing?" Huang Xiaogui covered his head, looking aggrieved.
"If you want to call, you will be able to call it, and it will be beneficial to you in the future."
Zhou Xingzu turned around and glared at the others, pointed to his nose and asked, "Do I look good at bullying?" ”
The Four Tigers of Bijia Mountain nodded: "Yes, we are going to bully you soon." ”
Zhou Xingzu leaned in and turned his head back.
These students don't know whether they are alive or dead, I am afraid that they don't know how many people he killed.
Do you want to dedicate some lessons to them?
Just as Zhou Xingzu was thinking about it, with a bang, a blackboard eraser hit his head.