Every summer, the school renovates its campus.

The walls in the hallway resemble two-color popsicles, but they are creamy and mung bean flavored. Two-thirds of the walls are painted with white faces, and one-third of the walls are painted grass green. Xia Zheng walked between the white face and the green bushes, and every step was indispensable.

Tang Tang's pain that had been hidden for a long time returned. She clenched her fists. The fingers were stained with Coke, and it was very uncomfortable to touch the palms.

She can't forget his goodbye, and she can't forget his words and untrusted. He made her wake up from nightmares often in the days that followed, and she was annoyed by her stupidity and stupidity.

Oaths are not true, especially in the face of fickle men, oaths are the smelly gases excreted by his body after eating, which will disperse when exposed to the wind.

Principal Zhang looked at Tang Tang: "Let's go, go back to the classroom." ”

Tang Tang also looked at him: "I have something." ”

She walked past the headmaster, still on the rooftop.

"Tang Tang." The headmaster stopped her from behind.

Tang Tang pursed his lips and stopped.

Principal Zhang walked up to Tang Tang and looked her in the eyes: "Your mother called in the morning to ask me to pay attention to your recent study situation!" I thought she was too nervous about you, but now it seems that your mother understands you. Where do you go during class hours? Hurry back to the classroom with me! ”

The principal had the Mediterranean hairstyle common to middle-aged men, and the lower eye bubbles were puffy and larger than the eyes, and Tang Tang understood the unquestionable authority implied in it.

She took off her school uniform with Coke sticky to it, revealing the short-sleeved white T-shirt inside, and wiped her hand vigorously on the school uniform: "It's not that I don't want to go to class, it's that Teacher Guo won't let me go to class." ”

"Teacher Guo? You come into the classroom with me, and I'll solve it. ”

This Principal Zhang is more troublesome, known as Tang Sanzang, he likes to chat with students with ideological problems the most, he chases after students wherever they hide, and those poor students are very scared of him.

Tang Tang thought that if he insisted on not returning to the classroom, he would definitely follow her. In desperation, she was forced back into the classroom under the coercion of the principal.

Xia Zheng leaned against the wall and leisurely chewed gum. Seeing Tang Tang and Principal Zhang approaching, the impatience in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Headmaster, time is precious, can you not waste your life on poor students!"

"Who do you say is a bad student?" Tang Tang frowned, took two steps closer, raised his chin and looked at him.

Xia Zheng did not show weakness at all, due to his height advantage, he lowered his head and stared wide-eyed, and the chewing gum in his mouth chirped: "Who is the bad student, who will you say?" What is your heart empty? ”

"You!" Tang Tang waved his clothes and wanted to beat him, but at the last moment, Principal Zhang, the great ideological mentor of No. 1 Middle School, --- sacrificed his personal safety to stand between Tang Tang and Xia Zheng to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

Tang Tang's hand didn't have time to be withdrawn, and the school uniform smashed on Zhang Xiao without the slightest deviation. The school uniform doesn't hurt when it is pumped on the body, but it hurts when the zipper hits the flesh, the corner of Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched, and he glared at Tang Tang.

Tang Tang lowered his head.

Xia Zheng's almost inaudible mocking hum sounded in his ears.

The headmaster looked at the two of them and gasped and frightened, "Give me a stop." He pushed open the door of the sixth class of the second year of high school, and was suddenly frightened by a roar and took a step back, almost stepping on Xia Zheng, who was closely behind.

"Get out! Get out! Who let you in! Have you run 10 laps? ”

Tang Tang secretly sneered in his heart: Gargamel hit the muzzle of the gun. Principals hate corporal punishment of students the most! He has always respected convincing people with virtue and paid attention to ideological education.

Gargamel likes to be simple and brutal. As long as the students didn't listen to him, either corporal punishment or asking parents, the students hated him and gave him the nickname Gargamel.

The headmaster took his nerve and tried to keep his words in a calm state.

"Teacher Guo, who are you losing your temper with?"