On the 800-meter playground, Bai Ze was sweating profusely, and his school uniform jacket hung far away from a tree. Dressed in a sweat-soaked cashmere sweater, he once again ran across the playground podium.

More than 1,000 senior high school students in the school stood loosely on the playground, not paying attention to the speeches on the stage, and kept staring at the figures running around them.

"Who's running bald?" asked a student with pale yellow hair and a hanging boy.

"Bai Ze, who is in the third or fourth class of high school, is an unlucky bastard, and he is bald by the wig thief every day!" a voice explained.

"What is this guy doing?" the yellow hair asked as he found the source of his voice.

"Classmate, you're new here, aren't you?" a freckled face turned his head and looked his yellow hair up and down.

"Yes, my father was transferred, and Mingde City just transferred. The yellow-haired face showed surprise.

Freckles nodded with a clear face and explained: "That kid didn't do anything serious, but he didn't have any power in his family, and he was very stunned." If we can't think of it, we will ask the parents to take a leave. That kid doesn't, he won't come if he can't come, he won't say hello to anyone, the wig thief won't fix him!"

Similar discussions abound on the playground, and more people pointed at Bai Ze's bald head, laughing one after another.

In the team of the third and fourth classes of high school, listening to the laughter and chatter of the surrounding classes, I endured their curious gaze. The classmates couldn't help but feel even more disgusted with Bai Ze, feeling that they had lost face with him, and cursed secretly in their hearts.

On the podium, because the wig was tailor-made, Zheng Changsheng, who had a large piece of gauze on his head, couldn't wear it. So he wanted to come to Bai Ze's baseball cap to wear on his head to cover his ugliness, take the speech, and smear the stars to splash the conference and start the meeting.

"Why do we have to go to the playground for a meeting, you are all students in the third year of high school, and the pressure of the college entrance examination is like this cold wind in winter, blowing non-stop. You should work hard to use your spare time and stick to ......"

The yellow hair stared at Zheng Changsheng for a while, touched his freckle face and said, "Classmate, this teaching director is quite trendy! ”

Freckled face smiled: "He's a damp fart! Where did the wig thief get his nickname, isn't it because of baldness! But, it's strange, why didn't he bring his wig today?"

After chatting for a while, the yellow hair yawned, "Brother, why is this teaching director so good at inking." ”

Freckled Face explained: "The wig thief bald turned out to be the director of the public school, and he came with the principal, so he likes to engage in these formalisms. ”

Bai Ze ran past the podium again, and a beam of sunlight reflected on his bright bald head, which shook on Zheng Changsheng's face.

It happened that the speech was almost finished, Zheng Changsheng put away the script, straightened his waist, pointed to Bai Ze's figure, and said loudly:

"With the help of this junior high school meeting, I want to focus on criticizing some students for being late on the first day of school! What are you going to do with the school rules and discipline? Bai Ze, you come over to me!"

Bai Ze was steaming all over, stopped, his chest rose and fell and gasped, and slowly walked to the podium. Bai Ze couldn't help but endure the anger in his heart, and secretly told himself: I am indeed late, I should be punished, I should not be angry, I should not be angry.

After these days of exercise, Bai Ze seemed to have grown a little taller, standing next to Zheng Changsheng a whole head taller than him. Zheng Changsheng took two steps back a little angrily, so that the contrast between the two people was not so stark, and pointed at Bai Ze who was panting with the microphone and said:

"It is Bai Ze, who is in the third and fourth classes of high school, who participated in a group fight last year, injured his classmates, and still did not repent after being remembered, and at the end of the first half of the year, he skipped school for a week without anyone's permission. Now, I'm late for the first day of school!"

The more Zheng Changsheng spoke, the more angry he became, attributing all the bad luck this morning to Bai Ze's head, poking his finger at Bai Ze's head, and continued:

"A student like you will also be the scum of society when he goes out in the future! Run for me, can't you remember the seven o'clock class, then run me seven laps!"

It's okay not to mention it, but when it comes to the group fight last year, Bai Ze's chest is full of fire. Last year, Li Huailuo and the six of them beat Bai Ze in a group, because it happened at the gate of the school, and the school leaders couldn't hide to solve the matter.

But as soon as the result came out, it became a group fight, from one party committing violence and one side being victimized, to a punishment decision for each side to play 30 boards, and the first two people recorded a major demerit.

Ming Mingze's arms were broken, and Li Huailuo's nose was only broken by Bai Ze. But when it came to the review meeting, Li Huailuo became a classmate surnamed Li, and he was hospitalized because of his serious injuries and could not participate in the review meeting at all.

However, Bai Ze, a classmate surnamed Bai, was reading the review book with his arms hanging on his shoulders, and was pointed out by thousands of people in the school.

Only later did Bai Ze know that not only was he who was embarrassed, but even he was the only one who recorded a major demerit in the file.

Thinking of this, Bai Ze's blood surged up his head, stopped stepping off the podium, turned around reflexively, stared at his eyes, and strode towards Zheng Changsheng.

Bai Ze also has two lives on his body, coupled with the baptism of the pressure of the Liaozhai world, after ten days of exercise, he is no longer emaciated. walked over fiercely, and there was also a bit of the momentum of the tiger descending the mountain.

Zheng Changsheng smelled the smell of sweat in the air, looked at Bai Ze's oppressive figure, involuntarily took two steps back, with a panicked look on his face, his hands were drawn in front of his chest, and he said nervously:

"You—what are you going to do? ”

Bai Ze finally resisted the impulse, let go of his fist, suppressed the hideousness in his heart, forcibly squeezed out a little smile on his face, took off the baseball cap on Zheng Changsheng's head, put it on his head, and held back a few words from between his teeth:

"I'll take back my hat, Mr. Zheng!"

With that, Bai Ze stepped off the podium and ran around the playground again.

Zheng Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, his body paused, a cold wind blew, and he suddenly felt a little cold on his scalp.

Zheng Changsheng hurriedly turned his head and looked at the audience laughing, as well as some students taking pictures. He suddenly realized something, pretended to be calm, said "adjournment" hastily, covered his head with his hands, and ran behind the podium in a gloomy manner.

The third class had been in class for a while, Bai Ze washed his face, got wet, and pushed open the door of the class.

"Report!"

Nearly forty pairs of eyes in the class immediately looked at the door, most of them were gloating, a few were disgusted, and only a few or two faintly showed other looks.

The head teacher of the third and fourth classes of high school is a taciturn middle-aged man, nicknamed Stuffy Gourd, who is notoriously careless and just wants to earn a dead salary.

So when Bai Ze appeared at the door of the class, he only paused for a moment, stopped talking, and finally held back:

"Enter. ”

Bai Ze had a cold face, not afraid of the sights of all parties, and he didn't care about the way he passed, the two rows of classmates around him covered their noses, cursed in a low voice, and went straight to his seat in the back row.