"My review. Xiaocheng's voice was low, subdued and frustrated, not like a dejected review, but like a poem recitation.

"Three days ago, there was a vicious brawl at the school, and the initiator was the one below. Sure enough, when he said this, there was a cheer from below. Xiao Cheng didn't care, and he was quite proud of the freehand and free.

"Classmates in a school have both friendship for neighbors and the love of the same family, why do they fight in the same room?"

Chen Ju looked at it with a smile upstairs, and Lao Niu secretly complained in his heart: "Do a review and drag the text, just drag the text, and there is a suspense!"

"Is it me Wen Xiaocheng who is ruthless? I, why don't I beat others?"

In a word, the taste has changed.

"Five years ago, there was a vicious armed wounding incident in this town, resulting in one death and three injuries, causing great suffering to five families, and the initiator of this case was none other than his father, Wen Xinwu! He is currently serving his sentence in the Second People's Prison of Xiangyang City. Was my father mad? He was a history teacher!"

The fight three days ago, the killing five years ago, seems to have a fatalistic connection.

Even Chen Ju, who was standing in front of the window of the principal's office, changed color slightly, this review ...... Piercing the heart!

"I'm the son of a murderer!"

"I am the son of a murderer, so my classmates all look at me coldly, I am the son of a murderer, so the teacher also respects me, I am the son of a murderer, so I should be bullied, I am the son of a murderer, they are the family of the victim, so they beat me, it is ...... right"

"I, at last, know why Dad is killing people. ”

"The purpose of the review is not to make me look foreign, and the school is not specifically targeting me, I think the purpose of the review is to reflect on this matter, weigh the pros and cons, share my experience, and avoid similar things from happening in the future. ”

"Two years ago, when I walked into this campus for the first time as a freshman with a schoolbag on my back, my mind was full of longing for my middle school life, and I never thought about fighting against anyone, or even fighting. That day, a senior named Qiu Hui took me to a place where there was no one in the carport, slapped me, kicked me three times, and said that he had seen me and hit me once, and from then on, my nightmare began. ”

"You have experienced the pain of a fist hitting your body, but you can't imagine the fear and humiliation! How many times have I thought of killing people when I got up from the ground, and only blood can wash away the humiliation I have suffered! Fortunately, I didn't lose control, I just beat him, and after the beating—I was refreshed!"

"I know it's wrong, but if I give it a chance to do it all over again, I'll do it again! Because I know that people can't be perfect, and it is impossible not to make any mistakes, so I'd rather stand here and review after making a mistake than be an obedient child and be wronged!"

"But then again, am I wrong? I beat him just because he has been bullying me almost every day for the past two years; Is Qiu Hui wrong? In his eyes, bullying me is a matter of course, because my dad cut his dad, and that's revenge for my father! Is my dad wrong? More than a dozen people rushed into my yard with sticks in their hands, and behind them were the old lady and young son, and the victims who were slashed by my dad were wrong? They just sent ...... from above?"

"Whose fault is that?"

"How should I write this review?"

Upstairs, Principal Niu was anxious and wanted to go downstairs, but was stopped by Chen Ju, "Let him finish." ”

"I also know that it is wrong to use violence, and I also know that classmates should love each other, but I know that it is wrong, but I still do it, because violence is the only language he can understand! If he doesn't understand, I will beat him until he understands!"

"I'm going to let him, let you, let everyone understand a truth, don't mess with the murderer's son, no matter how weak he looks, how easy to bully! One day when he is really anxious, he will beat you, he will kill people!"

"Everybody who gets provoked will kill someone!

It's out of control, Chen Ju upstairs squinted and didn't speak, Principal Niu desperately gave Zhou Zhicheng a look, sweat came down, there were the words of the leader before, Vice Principal Zhou didn't dare to interrupt Xiaocheng easily, for fear of causing the leader's displeasure, so he was deadlocked, and Wen Xiaocheng continued to make a lot of nonsense.

"Why did I make this mistake? Because I have no choice! If I don't use violence, Qiu Hui will always bully me, they have already peed in my school bag, I don't know when they will pee on my head! If I don't use violence, none of you will look up to me, even if I don't say it, I will sneer in my heart and snort coldly: 'Coercion!' Without violence, I can't face myself, maybe if I don't make this mistake, I'll just be a rotten good person for the rest of my life!"

"The world is forcing me to make this choice, to be a waste, or to be a thug!

"When conventional means cannot maintain one's dignity, violence is not guilty!" I admit that I beat Qiu Hui, but if you want to put all the blame for this incident on me, I don't accept it!"

"I-no-serve!"

Wen Xiaocheng stared at him and shouted hoarsely.

"The strong are showing off, the weak are laughing at,

The weak scholar picked up the butcher's knife.

I'd rather be a thug than a waste,

Whatever the mistakes, I've at least straightened up!

A serious, coy attitude,

Who should review?

Right and wrong, who knows?

Who knows if there is resentment in the heart?

Every day, every day!

Good and evil are rewarded, good and evil are rewarded?

I'm grass—I'm grass!"

After shouting hoarsely, Xiao Cheng actually sang a song by himself, a hoarse rock, his own lyrics, his own music, swept away the haze in his heart, but it was quite a bit of Wang Feng's taste, two years of depression and humiliation, never told others, no one to talk about, a person silently endured the pressure in his heart, weighing more than a thousand catties.

The strong have a market to show off, while the weak never lack ridicule, and this is the way of the world, either be a waste or be a thug! The use of violence is the most inferior means and should be spurned, but in reality, violence has never lacked a market, because we are in an extremely inferior civilization, and we deal with inferior social civilization with inferior means.

This should not be a review of Wen Xiaocheng alone, this should be a review of the whole society. What gives violence a market, and who turns suave people into thugs?

Either give up your dignity and become a coward, or protect your dignity and become a thug......

In the environment that Wen Xiaocheng is in, he really can't have much affection for this school, maybe it will embarrass Principal Niu, who cares? Xiaocheng just wants to be refreshed, and he has been suppressed for two years, isn't he allowed me to have a good time?

Genius is qualified to be capricious.

The teachers and students of the school were stunned, and Director Chen upstairs squinted his eyes, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You sang well." ”

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Everyone knows that people cannot be perfect, but many times, parents and schools have a perfect standard to ask their children, to allow children to make mistakes, to allow books to have different opinions.

I wrote this chapter four times, and deleted about 10,000 words before and after. If you're looking for speed, it's enough for a big explosion. The number of words in the online article is linked to income, and it is actually me who suffers losses in doing so. But after all, income shouldn't be all that a writer pursues, so I'm still going to insist on it, and I'm going to ask for a friend who is more unbearable to understand.

I want to make every word worth my money, so that it will be worthy of the money you spend and the time you spend.