After doing push-ups, I lifted my clothes to see what was going on with my right shoulder, why did it hurt so much? However, nothing unusual was noted, and the right shoulder was completely devoid of sensation at this point. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was still in severe pain just now, and I didn't feel a trace of it at all in less than five minutes, so strange. After a lot of fun, I felt a lot better. During the meal, my mom asked my dad, are you sure this matter is settled? I answered in the affirmative. He said that it was to make me feel a sense of distress through this incident, and if every time I was wronged outside, my parents would immediately help out, then I would never develop the habit of relying on my own strength to solve the problem.

In the afternoon, my dad said he was going to take me to the hospital on a bike to see what was wrong. When I was passing by the school, my dad asked me to go to the classroom by myself, pack my school bag, and then go to ask the teacher for a leave.

I walked to the faculty office, typed the report and went in, and the old lady surnamed Lin happened to be sitting at the desk alone, holding a copy of Qiong Yao's "Ghost Husband" and reading it. I said in my heart that this old lady is really old-hearted, and she is so old in her mind! I'm sorry that I have repeatedly described Ms. Lin in a slightly derogatory way in my article, because of her inexplicable reshuffle of the class structure, for whatever reason, it really made me have no good impression of this person in my life.

I walked over and told her I was going to take a day off for the afternoon.

To my surprise, she approved it without even thinking about it! She said, "Okay, I don't need it in the afternoon, let's take a good rest." ”

Hey? What's wrong with this old lady? Under normal circumstances, don't you have to ask the reason first, and then decide whether to approve the fake note or not? I was confused for a moment, but the next moment it dawned on me.

She already knew about the fight between me and Feng Zhigang in the morning (more precisely, I was beaten), so she sat in the office early in the morning, and was ready for her parents to make trouble in the afternoon, but the current situation was beyond her expectations, no one came to make trouble, but I came alone to ask for leave. If this can end quietly in this way, it must be something that the homeroom teacher could not hope for again.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, it was the eve of the first class of the morning and afternoon. I walked into the noisy classroom, and no one noticed. Looking around, Feng Zhigang's dog was sitting on a chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, and he was flirting with female classmates with a hippie smile, as if the morning had never happened.

But when you think about it, it's also true, but everything that you get naked, most people will quickly forget, and the one who never forgets and chatters is often the one who suffers, which is common sense and common sense.

When I saw him at this moment, I had mixed feelings, that is, I was scared and angry. Now, it's the feeling of fear that takes over.

"I must beat Feng Zhigang to death!"

This sentence came to my mind so coldly that I was caught off guard. This sentence seems to be direct from the outside

This feeling is very familiar to me, I was possessed by Liu Jianguo when I was four years old, and the fragments of thought from the outside world came like a tide, this is the feeling!

Hell, what the hell is going on?

I slowly walked into the classroom, came to my seat, and began to watch things.

Because he threw my pencil case during the morning fight, the barrel of my pen has cracked into several pieces. Looking at the smashed fountain pen, I suddenly had an impulse!

I jerked my head around and tried to get him to pay me for my pen. However, after my gaze intertwined with his, I saw that his big oily face with pimples was expressionless and just staring at me! In the end, the sentence was not spoken.

I'm starting to admit it.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me with a contemptuous gaze and at the same time asked me this in a defiant tone.

I stared into his eyes for a few seconds, then silently turned my head, gathered away the broken pen, put the pencil case and some books in my bag, picked them up, and walked out.

When I arrived at the gastroenterology department, I happened to catch up with a food poisoner, who vomited a lot at the door of the clinic, and the smell of rancid meat permeated the entire corridor, making me nauseous enough, I just wanted to finish reading it and leave quickly.

When it was my turn, the old doctor pressed my little belly and asked questions such as whether it hurt or not, and finally came to the conclusion that it was fine.

Children's offensive abilities are very limited, and even if they fight, they usually don't have major problems, so although I thought at the time that I was being bullied, my dad didn't help me out, and was very indifferent, but now I think about it, it makes sense. It is better for adults not to intervene in disputes between children, and they must let children understand that some things must be resolved on their own!

When I walked out of the clinic and saw the large pile of vomit at the door, I suddenly had a surge in my mind, and a plan began to take shape.

I suddenly remembered that my right shoulder was inexplicably sore when I did push-ups at noon, so I told my dad that it would be better to check if there was anything wrong with my right shoulder. My dad said that since they were all here, it would be okay to check it out.

The orthopedic surgeon gave me a list of X-rays, and I went into the radiology room, and I lay on the instrument to take left and right photos, and in the end, the doctor didn't say why. This strange thing, which is not a strange thing, can only be stopped there.

When I got home, I started thinking about the plan I had just formed in my head.

Based on these strange things that have appeared in the family these days, I think they must all have something to do with the fake Bodhisattvas offered at home, to get rid of them, I have to go to Dr. Yin, but during this period of time, in addition to going to school, I have been closely monitored by my parents, so to get rid of the surveillance, I must go to the hospital to find him in person while I am in school! However, taking time off is another problem. Although this afternoon's fake old lady Lin readily agreed, tomorrow's one may not be, so I must have a second hand preparation!

The big pool at the door of the gastroenterology clinic this afternoon gave me an inspiration, and combined with "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which just premiered on CCTV this year, I designed a set of bitter meat schemes!

I remember when I was in the third grade, I used to use emetics because I had eaten raw beans by mistake, so I planned to vomit in class after school tomorrow, take this opportunity to call in sick, and then go to Dr. Yin immediately!

Six o'clock in the evening was cartoon time, and "Saint Seiya" was playing at that time. I was sitting on the sofa watching the animation, and at this time, the young people downstairs began to put cold dishes on the table again, tofu, stinky fish and rotten shrimp, peanuts and the like and began to drink.

Isn't it enough to celebrate the one-day banquet to celebrate the entry of state-owned enterprises? It's annoying!