It has been 30 minutes since the class bell rang, and even a few good students in the class have completed two-thirds of the test papers, and crane-tail players such as Zhang Peiyue are lying on the table, snoring. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and most of the students didn't pay attention, but Yang Liushan unconsciously raised her head.

A big boy of about 1.75 meters appeared at the door of the class, carrying a dirty schoolbag in one hand, leaning on the door frame, the same angle as the tilt of the body, the two thick eyebrows on the face were also high and low, the left eyebrow was raised upward, slanting to look at the class, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in an arc, like a bad smile.

He was beaten so badly just now, he could laugh out loud?

Seeing that he didn't say hello, he swaggered into the house, and Teacher Yan, who was correcting his homework, was unhappy, frowning and reprimanding: "Why did you come?"

Half an hour late! I didn't even knock on the door!

Wen Xiaocheng shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently: "Because I was beaten." ”

"Is this the reason why you are late!" Teacher Yan glared, "I didn't even say anything when I was late, I swaggered in, do you think this is your own home? Do you still have a teacher in your eyes?"

Wen Xiaocheng raised his eyebrows, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's not too late." ”

Teacher Yan slapped the table, "This first class is about to end, and it's not too late?

Wen Xiaocheng was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Half an hour or something, it's class time, I'm not here to go to class, I'm here to take revenge, I just got beaten, so it's not too late!"

Revenge does not stay overnight.

"Revenge?" Teacher Yan was stunned.

Zhang Peiyue, who had been lying on the table and napping when he heard this, also sat up straight and sneered: "Revenge? After speaking, he showed off to Yang Rui next to him: "You didn't look at his cowardly appearance at noon, he didn't dare to get up with his head in his arms, and in the end he was afraid that we would continue to beat him, and he pretended to be unconscious, and now he started to pretend again when he returned to class, and when school is over, you see I won't let him kneel and beg for mercy!"

"What kind of place are you, this is the classroom!" Teacher Yan said angrily, "Do you still have a teacher in your eyes!"

"Teacher, in your eyes, as long as you don't be late for class, it doesn't matter if you're scarred by being beaten? Fights or whatever, as long as you're not on campus, then it has nothing to do with the school, right? You just asked me if I have a teacher in my eyes, so ...... now?"

Wen Xiaocheng walked to the podium as he spoke, stretched out his hand, and took off the eyes on the bridge of Mr. Yan's nose, "Now, you don't have me in your eyes, right?" Zhang Peiyue, go on!"

Teacher Yan is highly short-sighted, the glasses leave the bridge of the nose, and the eyes are blurry, Wen Xiaocheng is just a phantom in front of her, "My glasses!

The glasses were a parabola, and Zhang Peiyue threw them over, Zhang Peiyue looked up and wanted to pick them up, but at this time, Wen Xiaocheng had already rushed over, flew up and kicked on his chest, and even the people with stools fell to the ground. The glasses fell to the ground and shattered, Wen Xiaocheng still didn't give up, and the schoolbag in his hand was patted roundly, and the schoolbag had just been drenched by several people with urine......

didn't give the other party a chance to get up at all, slammed it four or five times in a row, saw the vacancy, and kicked Zhang Peiyue in the head, although Zhang Peiyue prides himself on being a gangster, but he is delicate and expensive, and rarely fights alone.

A classmate next to him wanted to come over to pull the rack, but he was frightened back by Wen Xiaocheng's red-eyed rolling. It was suppressed for too long, and finally broke out.

The textbooks and exercise books in the schoolbag were scattered all over the place, Wen Xiaocheng simply put the schoolbag on Zhang Peiyue's head, punching and punching, and the classmates who were scared away just now pulled the two apart again, and on the podium, Teacher Yan heard a mess below, but the money in his eyes was all phantom, and he couldn't see anything, and he didn't dare to move when he stood in front of the podium, for fear that he would hurt himself in the fight below.

"Whew!" Wen Xiaochang let out a sigh of relief, and after beating people, he was really refreshed, and turned back to Teacher Yan who was dazed on the podium, "Teacher, Zhang Peiyue broke your glasses!"

After beating people, I don't forget to be disgusted.

"Wen Xiaocheng! you...... You don't miss it, do you?"

"I miss it, I was just impulsive just now, and I ruined the classroom discipline, I-wrong!" Speaking of this, Xiaocheng actually bowed deeply and sincerely apologized: "I accept the punishment, or I will stand outside to dissipate your anger?"

At this time, Wen Xiaocheng seemed to be a different person, he didn't seem to care about anything, and he seemed to have everything under control.

"You...... Get your parents right away!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I can't find it! The Second People's Prison of Xiangyang City, people won't let you come out! If you want to visit you, you have to write an application yourself!" The topic that was secretive before, but now Wen Xiaocheng doesn't care.

"Moreover, I guess it's useless for you to come to him, he can't educate me, and he is still reforming himself!"

"You...... You dare to hit your classmates in front of the teacher......" Teacher Yan was so angry that he was incoherent.

Although there are a lot of gangsters in the second middle school - that is, what we often call bad teenagers, these gangsters generally give the teacher some face, no matter what they do, they are more evasive, and the teacher's main energy is on the students' grades, as for the others, there are fewer things to do, and like all social rules, they have reached a tacit understanding, and it is really rare to have a-for-tat confrontation like Wen Xiaocheng.

"Teacher, I was wrong, next time I won't hit him in front of you. After speaking, Zhang Peiyue, who turned his head and rushed to the ground, said: "By the way, Zhang Peiyue, you have to compensate me for my schoolbag, and by the way, you will compensate for Mr. Yan's glasses." ”

The kick on the head just now made Zhang Peiyue's head buzz, and he still hasn't come back to his senses, when he heard Wen Xiaocheng speak, he gritted his teeth in his mouth, and said hatefully: "Wen Xiaocheng, I'll grass your mother!"

Wen Xiaocheng kicked again, kicked in the face, turned back to Teacher Yan and said, "Teacher, he is uncivilized!"

"Get out of here!"

"Okay!"

Wen Xiaocheng smiled and went out, just like a holiday, he didn't care about the books and exercise books he threw down, it seemed that he didn't really miss it.

"Come back, you pay for my glasses!" Teacher Yan shook the fat on his body and roared angrily.

"No money! My family owes hundreds of thousands of civil compensation to the families of the dead and wounded! Not a pair of glasses for you!"

"You...... You're a puddle of mud and a stinky dog!" Mr. Yan trembled with anger.

"What did you say?" Wen Xiaocheng turned around and asked tepidly.

"I said you're a stinky dog!"

Xiao Cheng smiled, "Remember, Teacher Yan said that I was a stinky dog shit." ”

"Yes, I said, you go to the Education Commission and sue me!"

Wen Xiaocheng shook his head, "It's good to stinky dog shit, at least, no one dares to step on my head anymore......" After speaking, he walked out.

Yang Liushan sat in the first row by the door, watching Wen Xiaocheng walk out, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

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Yang Liuyi, Yang Liu'an, Yang Liushan, this is a stalk that only old readers understand. Does this text, this style suit your appetite? If you like, you can collect it. In addition, the wedge can not be read, but the prologue is part of the text, so you have to see it!