Chapter 50: Supervision Team (1)
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Also because of the last school violence incident, the school recently set up a supervision team, saying that as a key high school in City A, the student atmosphere is not good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Fighting, insulting, disrespectful.
I don't wear a school uniform and my hair is too long.
The pants are too torn and the skirt is too short.
Play with your mobile phone in class and play games after class.
Walk without looking at the aisle, bow your head and play with your phone.
When I saw the teacher, I didn't say hello, and continued to bow my head and play with my phone.
I don't sleep in the middle of the night, and shake it near WeChat.
The teacher asked the price and apologized at the school gate the next day.
Over the wall and over the mountains, the classroom snores during the day.
Wen Neng hangs up and sprays his teammates, and Wu Neng crosses the tower to send people's heads. You can go into a single one-on-five, and you can sit and wait for twenty votes when you retreat.
In the front, he can fly to save the disabled enemy, and in the back, he can put the wall to block his teammates. If you are quiet, you will not see anyone for a hundred years, and if you move, you will send a super god for thousands of miles.
Because of these messy reasons, Ouyang Qingfeng was inexplicably arranged by the school to go to the gate on duty.
It's the same as when I was in elementary school, standing at the door with a record book, and three bars on my armband, and shouting hello to the teacher when I met you, seeing that you didn't wear a red scarf and slippers.
Wearing a red armcloth with three large yellow letters on it: Supervision Team.
On duty with Ouyang Qingfeng today, there is also a senior sister in the first year of high school, who is five big and three thick, forget it, and wear glasses, forget it, and keep talking to Ouyang Qingfeng.
Ouyang Qingfeng is too real, and he doesn't care at all. (Narrator: Ouyang you are enough, ugly people don't have the right to pursue love? )
"Hey, that classmate, hurry up!" the student called out to the students at the school gate from afar, "If you don't hurry up, you'll be late!"
"You, you, you, you're not from our school, are you? Bikes are not allowed to be ridden in, put them in the parking area, hurry up!"
This little girl's eyes are so poisonous, can you tell if she is not a student of this school? Ouyang Qingfeng was also speechless, and was inexplicably called to stand here to see if the student was interesting?
When a few sisters in Ouyang Qingfeng's class passed by, they secretly glanced at him, which made him very embarrassed, and he always felt very embarrassed, as if he was criticized by the school notice and then stood at the school gate to apologize.
But the girl behind him doesn't think so, this is the school's trust in her, so many good students don't choose, but choose themselves, and it is very sacred and glorious to do the supervision team.
When he was on duty, he saw Wu Jiaxin.
She saw him, too, but none of them greeted anyone, just like strangers, passing by.
It's been more than a month, and the two are still in the cold war.
"Ouch, captain, I'm not late, am I?" the fox stopped in front of Ouyang Qingfeng on his bicycle and said jokingly, "Captain, you've worked hard, come, the little one will bring you a bottle of water." ”
"Go, go, it won't affect my work!" Ouyang Qingfeng took the water and hurriedly drove him away.
Although he didn't like this day work very much, he couldn't let others see jokes, so he wandered around the door pretending to be presentable, and then he saw a good-looking girl, so he stepped forward.
The girl was probably frightened, her head bowed, and she was a little aggrieved, "I, I'm not late." ”
Ouyang Qingfeng snorted lightly and circled around her, "You, the first year of high school." ”
When the girl heard it, there were still five minutes before class, why did she have to register her name, and she was ready to ask the class.
The girl directly pulled Ouyang Qingfeng's arm, "Senior, senior, don't be named, I'll definitely go out early next time, don't be named, okay." ”
She didn't look like a coquette, she was more begging.
Ouyang Qingfeng smiled, this little girl still thought that she was going to punish her by name, "Okay, look at your sincerity." ”
"Thank you, senior, thank you!"
The girl was about to leave after speaking, but she heard Ouyang Qingfeng's voice, "Wait." ”
The girl looked back at him, blinking her eyes, "Senior......"
"It's been a bit windy lately, and it's easy to be blown up, so remember to tie your hair next time you go out!"
"Thank you, senior!" the girl bowed and quickly left.
"Tut-tut, beasts, students don't let go!" Wang Jie drove his luxury car and parked at the school gate, which immediately attracted many onlookers.
Ouyang Qingfeng glanced at him, "Parking is prohibited at the school gate. ”
"Yo-yo, yo-yo...... Don't you want to stop?"
"Yes, but please stop in the corresponding area, if you don't drive away, I'll take a picture of it!"
"Really, aren't you?"
Ouyang Qingfeng flashed the armband of the supervision team on his arm, revealing a harmless smile, "What do you say?"
Wang Jie looked at his smile and let out goosebumps, "Let's go, let's go!"
It seems that the identity of this supervisor is quite useful! You can tease and tease girls, and you can also scare and scare people, Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly felt that he liked this role a little.
There was no one on the road ahead, and just when the senior girl was about to close the school gate, Ouyang Qingfeng saw Ximen Xinyue trotting from the corner.
"Wait. ”
"Senior, it's time for class!"
"There are still people!" Ouyang Qingfeng pointed to Ximen Xinyue at the intersection, "Then there is another one!"
Oooo
The school's bell rang.
"Senior, I'm closing, this classmate seems to be late!"
"In this way, you go to class first, I'll close this door, okay!" Ouyang Qingfeng said.
"No way!"
"Oh, then you can wait a minute!"
"Not really!"
"Hey, how do I communicate with you?"
"I have QQ and WeChat, senior, which social software do you want to use to communicate with me? If you are nostalgic, senior, I can also write letters, my pen name is ......"
I don't want to know your QQ and WeChat, and I don't want to know your pen name, I just want to quietly watch you go first and don't talk.
Ouyang Qingfeng rolled his eyes for a while, and suddenly didn't want to speak.
"Isn't this Ximen Xinyue living in the school?Why did you run out?" Ouyang Qingfeng muttered, and then ran out of the school gate.
Seeing this, the strong senior girl shouted, "Senior, what are you going to do? I'm going to close the door!"
"Can't you close it later for me?" Ouyang Qingfeng looked back at him sincerely.
The Zhuang girl hesitated a little, and finally gave an answer, "No!"
Ouyang Qingfeng almost fell, and there was a sense of frustration that he couldn't communicate with you if he wasn't in the same channel.
"You are really an upright, young and promising good duty student, upright, principled and attitude, there are not many responsible students like you these years, I appreciate you!"
"You praise me so much, I like it very much......" The strong schoolgirl blushed and lowered her head a little shyly, "But, I'm still going to close the door!"
The moment she looked up, the painting style was wrong!
Ximen Xinyue trotted with a stack of books in her arms, swaying for fear of falling down.
Ouyang Qingfeng ran up to her and helped her take the book, "What are you doing, are you going to start a business selling exercise books at school?"
"Sell you big-headed ghost!" Ximen Xinyue swung a few times after hammering the hammer with both hands, "It's souring me." ”
"Then why did you buy so many exercise books?" Ouyang Qingfeng asked puzzled as he walked.
"You have to take care of it!"
Yo, seeing that Ximen Xinyue's attitude was a little arrogant, Ouyang Qingfeng felt the need to let her correct her attitude.
"Chick, you may not know, now, it's class time, and you're late!"
"So what. I don't want to be late! It's a big deal, I'll let the janitor be accommodating!" Ximen Xinyue said innocently.
Ouyang Qingfeng let out a sneer, "Heh~"
"Laughing ghost, what?" she asked.
Ouyang Qingfeng shook the armband on his arm in front of her a few times, "See clearly! Supervision team! Now it's not the gatekeeper who said that you can enter if you enter, you know? You have to register with me!"
Ximen Xinyue saw that he was indeed wearing an armband of a supervision team on his arm, I heard that the school had recently set up this supervision team, it seemed that Ouyang Qingfeng did not lie to himself.
If such news is spread because of the news that he loves to learn and buy materials, Ximen Xinyue's face will be embarrassed.
She absolutely couldn't let such a thing happen, so "Brother Ouyang......"
"Uh-huh~"
"You know~"
"I don't understand!"
"You're so cheap!"
"Aha, I was late for class, not only did I not repent, but I also insulted my classmates, the first class of the second year of high school, Ximen Xinyue, remember!"
"You ......"
When I walked to the gate, Zhuang Xuemei had already closed the door, what about the people......
Ouyang Qingfeng walked to the guardhouse at the school gate and asked, "Uncle, what about the students on duty?"
"Gone!"
"Oh, uncle, please open the door! we are Licheng's students!" Ouyang Qingfeng said from the window.
"It's useless to look for me!" the uncle said in a good hometown, "The school rules, you have to find the supervision team!"
"I'm the supervising team!" Ouyang Qingfeng turned sideways, and the armband on his arm shook a few times at the window.
The uncle looked helpless, "You dare to be late for the supervision team!" I have to say ...... to the school leaders."
"Don't mind, uncle......"
Poof.
Ximen Xinyue looked at Ouyang Qingfeng and asked funny, "Didn't you just say that the supervision team was very good?"
"You two, come and register! Fall in love at a young age, and be a scoundrel when you are late for class, if it weren't for my uncle's good heart, I would have told the school leaders a long time ago!" The uncle summoned Ouyang Qingfeng and Xinyue, and the characteristic dialect made Ouyang Qingfeng cry and laugh.