With Xiaocheng's unremitting efforts, he finally won a punishment, and he had to review it in public!

But this is all after beating Qiu Hui.

The innocent Qiu Hui didn't know that he had been betrayed by the principal, and he was not innocent to say, since he was beaten by Xiao Cheng in the classroom last Tuesday, he has been gathering people for several days, wanting to surround Xiao Cheng, until he knew that people had taken leave.

I received the news today, Xiaocheng is here!

Block him at noon!

......

Every day at noon, the campus radio station will play half an hour of broadcasting, students who bring food or go out to buy food can listen to lunch while eating in the classroom, the radio station does not have its own program, usually plays music, and students in need can also run to the radio room to order songs. Some are given to teachers, given to classmates, and most of the teachers are mainly sycophants, but this form of sycophants is very useful. And ordering songs to give to classmates is also between the same sex, boys send brothers a song "Friends", or girls give a song "Sisters" to their girlfriends. Of course, there are exceptions, for example, Mr. Yan, who likes to occupy sub-subjects, was given a song "Count You Ruthless" by a classmate who did not want to be named.

Zhou Huajian's "Sword Like a Dream" was playing on the radio, Qiu Hui followed by seven or eight brothers, stepping on the rhythm of the music and running to the floor where the second year of junior high school was located.

"My sword, where to go, love and hate, it's hard to love. ”

"My knife cuts through the sky, right and wrong, I don't understand it. ”

"I'm grass, what about Wen Xiaocheng? Let this, grandson run away?" broke into the eighth class classroom, and there were fifteen or sixteen people in the room, one by one, but Xiaocheng was not seen.

Qiu Hui came with a belly full of fire, no one was there, he walked straight to Xiao Cheng's seat, kicked the table over, looked down, Xiao Cheng was really worthy of him, the empty desk, not even a piece of eraser was left.

A group of people were violent, especially Qiu Hui, who took the lead, was even more notorious, and more than a dozen students in the eighth class who were still in the classroom stared at them, and they didn't dare to come out.

Overhead, the broken horn that couldn't talk about the sound quality at all was still singing: "Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, I can't meet ......" Then there was a murmur, and Xiao Cheng's cheap voice came from above: "Hey~~~?"

"The following is a missing person notice, Qiu Hui from the third and fourth classes of junior high school, Qiu Hui from the third and fourth classes of junior high school, after hearing the broadcast, please go to the back mountain of the school, Wen Xiaocheng from the second and eighth classes of junior high school, that is, me, I want to find you to go head-to-head! Repeat, Qiu Hui, heads-up! Do you understand?"

More than a dozen students present in Class 8 all raised their heads in unison, and their eyes lit up in amazement! I felt that these astronomical achievements had changed, but I didn't expect him to be so awesome now!

Since that afternoon, Xiao Cheng beat Zhang Peiyue in front of the teacher, the psychology of the classmates has changed more or less. Before, he was just a taciturn person, close to transparency, and the conflict with the rich second-generation Zhang Peiyue involved the previous generation, and the people in the class, except for the squad leader Yang Liushan, no one interfered. Zhang Peiyue is richer and more powerful, even if his classmates are sympathetic, they can't reach that friendship. But later, Xiao Cheng used his fists to show his existence. In the mediocre atmosphere created by homogeneous education, a maverick person is particularly interesting.

People who are often talked about can easily become the center of everyone's attention, and they are the so-called topic people.

Not only the students in Class 8, but the radio covered the entire campus, whether it was in the classroom or on the playground, all of them could be heard clearly! Everyone put down what they were doing and looked up in the direction of the radio room - even though they couldn't see anything!

Heads-up is not Qiu Hui's strong point, he can't beat Xiaocheng at all, he has verified it before, in front of his classmates, his prestige is swept away, and his face is lost. Now, this kid is here again, and this face is like the two armies fighting the enemy in front of the formation, and there is no morale at all!

There is only one way to resolve the passive, and to press directly on the army before going heads-up!

"Let's go! Go to the radio room! Hurry up! Don't let him run away this time!" A few people changed from the back team to the front team, and the wind also ran downstairs, and Qiu Hui, who had led the team before, became the last one! The radio room was on the second floor, and the closest road from Class 8 was to go down the side stairs. Above his head, Xiao Cheng continued to provoke, Qiu Hui gritted his teeth as he ran: "Boy, look where you are running this time!"

"Of course, you can also refuse to fight for various reasons, for example, you have to study hard every day, for example, if you have a cold after giving birth and menstrual irregularities, I don't really care, because you should fight, we call it heads-up, if you don't fight, I don't mind beating you unilaterally......"

On the radio, Xiao Cheng sneered, but it made the people watching the excitement listen to it very happily, Qiu Hui gritted his teeth, but he was not afraid, you are proud, let me block the radio room, and let everyone listen to how you begged for mercy!

Went down to the second floor, just about to turn out of the stairwell, with a few brothers had already run over, Qiu Hui dodged left and right in the crowd and followed, suddenly felt that his neck was grabbed by someone, looked back, before he could see the person clearly, he saw a big fist running to the door, this punch, firmly hit the nose.

Some people say that the nose is one of the most concentrated parts of the facial nerve, so the pain is the most intense after being beaten. Qiu Hui's eyes couldn't be opened, snot, tears, and blood, sour and salty didn't know what it was, this face was as if it had been hit by a car, his head was confused, and before he could understand what was going on, his hair was grabbed again, and his scalp was about to fall off, so he could only cover his nose while lowering his head and walking with people, Wen Xiaocheng's voice in his ears was still echoing in the loudspeaker, his voice was very poor, and his lines were becoming more and more secondary.

"I'm going to beat you, on the one hand, because we have a personal vendetta, and on the other hand, it's to purify the bad atmosphere in the school! The bad group headed by you is rampant and domineering in the school, which has caused an extremely bad impact on the reputation of the school, and I want to eliminate you on behalf ......of the No. 2 Middle School."

At the door of the broadcasting room, Chen Guo and the little brother looked confused, a heavy iron door was tightly closed, Xiao Cheng locked himself in the room, boom for a long time, there was no meaning at all, Chen Guo smashed a few times, there was no reaction inside, and he wanted to ask Brother Hui what he meant, but when he turned around, he found that Qiu Hui was gone.

"Where's Brother Hui?"

"I didn't pay attention!"

"Didn't you just come down with us?"

"yes, but why is it gone?

"It's okay, let's wait here, anyway, the radio room is just this door, I don't believe that kid can jump out of the window and run!

On the other side, Wen Xiaocheng grabbed Qiu Hui's hair, dragged him from the second floor to the first floor, and then dragged out from the side door on the first floor, all the way to the back mountain. At noon, many students came and went in the corridor, all looking at this scene with horror on their faces: Wen Xiaocheng dragged the boss of the second middle school out, his face sinking like water, full of domineering. And his provocation echoed in the air......

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The campus song ordering station has been opened, and if you have any songs you want to give to Lao Dao, you can leave a message in the book review area, let me preview it in advance, and I wrote a song by myself in Chapter 80 - Words. Look forward to it.