"Zimo, why are you asking for leave again, I don't agree, I resolutely disagree. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lan Bing slapped Zimo's desk with a fake note and yelled, "Do you know what you came to school for, to study, don't break the rules of school again and again." ”

"Rules?"

Zimo looked at the teacher in front of him, and couldn't think of why she was so angry. This look reminded him of the instructors in the training camp, who were angry and whipped those disobedient teenagers.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously shrank, and then looked at Lan Bing's hand, there was nothing but his fake note. It reminded him that this was not a training camp, but this time it was a joyful way to remind himself.

The word rules reminded him of one of his instructors, who always liked to talk to them about the rules, but he himself didn't talk about the rules. He will ignore the rules and sneak attack the trainees; He will be disrespectful to the old and go to sneak some good things for trainees.

It's strange that such a person asks you to follow his rules, but he tells everyone not to follow the rules, but everyone is convinced by him.

Suddenly, the instructor often said something, and the quilt Zimo spit out, "The world is for exploration, and rules are for breaking." ”

At this moment, Zimo is like a rebellious teenager, the people in the class, as if they know this young man who is dragging his feet in their eyes for the first time, this young man who doesn't seem to be very heavy has a rebellious heart, and Jiang Yazhu has a worried face.

Zimo watched Lan Bing walk out, and said as he walked, "Teacher Lan, I am very grateful for taking care of me during this time, and I dare not forget the grace of preaching. Although I was absent from class and distracted from class, you never gave up on me, and I am grateful to you. ”

Lan Bing, who was originally angry, calmed down with Zimo's words, and she looked at Zimo in surprise, as if she had met this teenager for the first time.

"But there are some things that I have to do, and I have to do them immediately, and today, I can only say sorry again."

When Lan Bing heard this, he sighed, and even believed the young man's words, and put down his hand in the air, leaving only four words, "Come back early." ”

At this time, the fat man in the class suddenly spoke, "Zimo, come back early, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

The fat man spoke up at this time and asked everyone to look at him, but the fat man didn't pay attention to this. Fat people in the class also belong to the kind of students who are not very popular.

Zimo's heart trembled, unconsciously, it seemed that he had been bound so much, but this did not make him feel burdensome, but made him feel warm.

Cen Pengtian looked at this scene, expecting that the middle school teacher's training did not come. Cen Pengtian admits that Zimo is very cool now, and he is jealous of his coolness.

He didn't seem to understand, as if Zimo was going to do something important, so he had to skip class again.

All right. In his opinion, what can happen to the oil bottle, this is completely an excuse, and he saw the helplessness in the eyes of Teacher Lan Bing.

He felt that he should do something, he was a good student, he was also a good class leader, a good class leader should manage the class well, and he should share the worries of the teacher. Besides, he'd been thinking about it for a long time.

So Cen Pengtian moved, he stood up and stood in front of Zimo, the meaning was self-evident.

Zimo was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Arrogant classmate, what are you doing here?" If it's to see me off, you don't have to do this, just send a few tens of thousands of alliance coins at most. ”

The corners of Cen Pengtian's mouth twitched, obviously remembering the unpleasant experience of being blackmailed by Zimo.

"Farewell?" Cen Pengtian shouted, "Zimo, you don't have any respect, today, don't want to go out from here." ”

What is this for? The students have not yet reacted.

Lan Bing didn't come to stop it, and she had no reason to stop it. The classmates mourned together, it seems that Zimo can't leave today, and he may be taught a lesson. After all, he is facing this class, or even this academy, and there are a number of geniuses.

Only Jiang Yazhu looked at Cen Pengtian sympathetically, people who had never seen Zimo fight, never knew how terrible Zimo was.

Zimo looked at this scene in a daze, the style of painting changed a little quickly, but he was in a hurry to leave, and he didn't have time to play with this little kid, "Little kid, where are you going back and forth, your mother told you to go home for dinner." ”

Poof, the people in the class couldn't help but laugh.

And this Cen Pengtian couldn't help it at all, who is he, he is the pride of the sky, he is a great genius, he is from a famous family. Wherever you go, you will receive praise, and where you encounter today's situation.

His face darkened, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly. What's more, he had already seen that Zimo was not pleasing to the eye, a waste who dragged the class back, and dared to talk to himself like this.

That's right, he is a genius, how can a genius be insulted, or insulted by a waste.

Looking at the expressions of the people in the class, is it being ridiculed if you stand up? The anger in his heart almost swallowed up the last of his sanity, and he said viciously, "Zimo, you have successfully provoked me, you waste." ”

Hearing Cen Pengtian's words, Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, he never felt that he was a good-tempered person, and this world doesn't need a good temper, what is needed is strength.

In the wasteland, as long as the people who can survive, whether they are strong or weak, they have a common characteristic, they are rebellious and strong. People with weak personalities have long been eliminated.

Being pointed at and scolded for rubbish, who wouldn't have anger? Although this person is still a child in his eyes.

But can a child be unscrupulous? Hehe, in the wasteland, no one will tell you about children, at least then, no one has ever shown mercy to his subordinates because they are children.

Problems that can be solved by violence should not be solved by other means. Zimo's body bowed, which was a prelude to his preparation for battle, and the cold killing intent stirred in his body, and then he moved.

Cen Pengtian saw that Zimo was actually attacking him, and his heart was even more angry, such a waste dared to argue with himself, how could he not be angry.

The classmates covered their eyes and humiliated themselves, Zimo was, humiliated themselves. And Jiang Yazhu could only persuade in his heart, and Zimo lightly touched it.

Cen Pengtian's strength is very strong, but in the face of Zimo, I don't know how much he can play. Look at herself, her strength is stronger than Cen Pengtian, but without Zimo's help, how much can she exert now?

Zimo is different, facing him, he is not an opponent in the Pure Land, but just like facing a strange beast waiting for its prey in the wasteland, it will launch a fatal blow at any time.

Cen Pengtian's fist brought a sonic boom, it was not easy to do this step at this grade, but that was all.

A cold light appeared in Zimo's eyes, and one of his arrow steps accelerated, and there was an accident in Cen Pengtian's heart, and he was going to fight him.

Well, Zimo, just by one point, you are a respectable opponent, but that's about it.

At the same time, the two people had the same idea like never before.

Is that really the case, though?

Just when Zimo was about to face Cen Pengtian's fist, suddenly his body shook, Cen Pengtian didn't even have time to change his moves, and Zimo had lost his figure in his field of vision.

When he reacted, he only felt a pain in his buttocks, his body froze, and he landed gorgeously at an angle of dog eating shit.

After Zimo kicked Cen Pengtian to the ground, his fist was about to keep him blasting, when he suddenly woke up, okay, this is not a wasteland, he had to remind him again.

"I'm sorry for the arrogant classmate, it's a bit heavy." Zimo scratched his head, but he didn't continue to apologize, but clapped his hands and left.

Hearing Zimo's words, Cen Pengtian, who had not yet stood firm, fell down again.

The quality of my heart is really poor. Well, maybe children are like this, defeating a child, Zimo doesn't have any sense of achievement.

However, in the short encounter, he once again felt the improvement of his strength.

Sweating every day and making progress every day, although it is only a little bit, it has already made him feel extremely happy.

It wasn't until Zimo left that the class reacted. Zimo defeated the great genius Cen Pengtian, and it was a move. Well, the plot changed so quickly that they didn't react.

Only Cen Pengtian wanted to cry without tears, despicable, it was simply too despicable, and his strength was solved before he could exert himself.

But how is this scene so familiar? One move, another move. Why again? Cen Pengtian suddenly thought of it, as if he was also thrown to the ground by Zimo.

Different recipes, but familiar flavors.