On the other side, Pascal was helped down by his friend Russell: "Don't you kid feel like you when you see the color, you can't bear to make a move when you see other girls are beautiful? Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No, it's not...... Pascal wanted to distinguish a few words, but when he heard the word Helen, his face immediately turned red, and then he remembered the grievances he had suffered over the years, and he had been practicing hard every day, and he felt guilty even for a break, wasn't it just to prove himself with his strength in front of everyone one day...... But Olivia's punch not only knocked him out of the ring, but also knocked him out of his dream. At this time, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, every lonely morning and lonely night, the figure of that lonely practice, as if the bubble is getting bigger and bigger, reflecting the sunlight and conjuring up colorful colors, the result is finally disillusioned like a bubble, without a sound, without leaving a trace, taking away all hope. Thinking of this, Pascal couldn't stop tears welling up.

"Does it hurt?"

The cockscomb head under the ring just saw Pascal and Olivia, you come and go, as if he had been drained of blood, and then he came back to life again, and shouted loudly: "You see what I said is right, it's useless to just know that reading dead books! It's also called Pascal, which simply tarnishes the reputation of the school park! I'm afraid that I have to rely on me to win glory for our school park! It's not to blow it to you.,My dad deliberately pushed off his regular meeting with the archpriest two days ago.,Fly to bring me the Philosopher's Stone.,Speaking of the Philosopher's Stone,Many hillbillies probably haven't heard of it!"

"I've only heard of archbishops, is there such a thing as a priest?"

"You...... You blaspheme the Holy See, and the Philosopher's Stone will not be shown to you!" the man who spoke got up suddenly, and the hair on the cockscomb stood on his head, "Let's go, let's go to the side, I'll let you open your eyes!"

"Philosopher's Stone, isn't that the red thing on your ring?"

"How do you know?"

"You've been carrying this ring for more than a year, I remember that it was bare and nothing before, why did you suddenly have an extra magic stone?. ”

"You...... Shut up! I'm going to break up with you! Let's go, let's go to the side, I'll touch you!"

"Okay, okay, but I'm going to be me in the next round, and I can't leave!"

The cockscomb looked up to the sky and sighed: "You ...... Alas,It's no blessing.,Such a big magic stone.,Don't say you haven't seen it.,There's no Pascal Academy in the whole Park!"

"I look at the ring on the bishop's hand, and it looks like a red light the size of a fingernail!"

The cockscomb blushed: "Uh...... This one...... The bishop is not a member of the school garden.,Besides, generally only the archbishop、Extra-archbishop、Super bishop is qualified.,Kowtow in front of the statue of Our Lady made of gold and diamonds for three days.,Knock the head shell to the skull.,The statue of the Virgin will open its mouth and spit out a magic stone.。 The bishop probably did something great that the Pope made an exception to reward him. It's not to brag with you, my dad can also make friends with the archbishop, don't believe you ask my dad!"

"Next set, Russell vs Rabelais!"

Russell was walking with Pascal on his feet, when he heard the host call his name, and he couldn't delay any longer: "You go and get rid of your nose, and then you can talk about it later!"

At this time, everyone in the school park gathered to participate in the martial arts,There was no one on the road,Russell left,Pascal felt even more empty,The body moved as if it was being dragged,The strength of the whole body is like a punctured balloon leaking out,The body slowly bowed down,Finally, I couldn't support the hibiscus tree on the side of the road,I couldn't help sobbing,There seems to be a voice floating in my heart:

When you laugh, you are the only one in the world who laughs:

When you cry, you are the only one in the world who cries......

It turns out that I've always been alone.,Reading books alone.,Practicing alone.,Bear all this alone.,Even if you're standing in the school garden.,It's still like air.。 Pascal stroked the trunk of the tree, thinking to himself that he was probably not as good as this little tree, and if the wind and rain blew this hibiscus tree in the night, people would inevitably be a little surprised when they saw it, and no one would notice it when he existed, and no one would notice it when he did not exist, and what was the point of living, even if it was only a burden to the family. If it weren't for Pascal, the world would have been a better place, thinking of this, he suddenly sneered: "You overestimate yourself too much......"

The cheers and exclamations behind him couldn't stop ringing, but Pascal sounded as if they were coming from the ground, and the people also drifted back like ghosts, and at some point the nosebleed stopped on its own, and he fell on the bed with a thud, and the tears were like dense clouds that had been accumulated for many days and finally broke free and swayed to his heart's content. Pascal curled up like a bug, feeling sick like a bug, sick to life, hiding in a corner like a bug alive, still struggling, disgusting others, disgusting himself. Bits and pieces of the past,It's still in front of me as if it's been printed on a photo.:Three times I was rejected for the school entrance examination.,When I gave up in despair, there was news that I was waiting for admission.,Suppressed self-esteem and pride came here.,Even I don't know why I'm crazy about reading and practicing.,It's like a clock with a full string that keeps moving;It doesn't matter if you like it or not.、It's repeated day by day.,I can't see a trace of turnaround.,It's like a donkey spinning around the millstone.,Obviously it's been working hard.,But it's still standing still.。 It wasn't until not long ago when I turned the book that I suddenly realized the magic of paper, and since then I have secretly practiced it, just to be able to make a splash in the martial arts performance in front of the palace, and vent the grievances I suffered before...... As a result, the good dream had just begun, and he had already woken up suddenly. Thinking of this, Pascal felt like a monkey being teased with, like a man hanging down a banana, and he tried to catch it, and every time he touched it, the man raised the banana by a few points, and he was annoyed for a moment, and then he straightened his mind and grabbed it again, and when he approached again, he raised the banana again, as if there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and he watched him being played with wantonly, knowing that it was impossible to get it, and he refused to give up, and kept struggling .......

Pascal felt that he didn't even have the strength to resentment and remorse, so he let the tears unconsciously wet the pillow towel, reached out and stroked it, and muttered: "No wonder 70% of people's bodies are water, it turns out to be for tears!" Although there is a turnaround in the future, the so-called turnaround is just being played with again.

You just have nothing, you're good for nothing!

You are doomed to achieve nothing!

Still, don't struggle!

This is your destiny!

The same is true of life!

"One dozen three-point low, masters of our level, don't have to do it like them!"

At our level, it's not much fun to compete for any ranking. According to the foolish opinion of the contemptible people, let's listen to the fate of God!"

"How can you leave it to fate?"

"Draw lots!" The curly hairy eyes rolled as he spoke, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed!

"Heroes see the same, heroes see the same! I have already written a paper signature!"

"You know you won't be able to pass the first round!"

"Shame, shame, shame, come, come, friendship first, competition second, friendship first, competition second...... I'll smoke first!"

"I'll first—"

"I'll first—"

"I'm the No. 10 pick? How could I be the No. 10 pick! How could I be the No. 10 pick!" Several people grabbed the number pick, and then the square-headed and big-eared Fulton screamed, shaking his head vigorously and raising his arms and shouting: "Unfair fate, why are you so unfair to me!"

"This is your fate!hahahaha!"

"You're just 7 years old, and you're embarrassed to laugh at others?"

"How old are you?"

"No. 3!" replied proudly, the curly-haired Raphael raised his head and saluted with his hands in fists: "Accept and concede!"

"I'm only a little younger than you, number nine!"

"I'm down 9, there's a fate!"

"I won the No. 5 draw, it seems that with me, you two will never come out!"

"Then who drew the number 1?"

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!" a big man on the side smiled and reinterpreted his expression of shame.

"Fliggy Draw No. 1?"

"Shame, Shame, Two, Two!" the big man, known as Flying Pig, shook two fingers in each of his hands.

"What about the No. 1 lot?"

The nine people looked at the paper on the ground, and Fulton coughed dryly: "The No. 1 lottery is empty, this time it won't be counted, let's draw it again!"

"Stop! I am willing to gamble and lose! The draw is the draw, and the No. 1 lottery is not empty, not the Pa, Pa ......"

"Stupid, I can't even remember the names of my classmates, are you worthy of your big basketball head......? Parrot...... Scar...... Fliggy, test you, what's his name?"

"I don't know, I don't know him well!"

"I remember, it's Scarpaul!" shouted a thin man with half of the hair on the side, his face as white as paper, but his eyes were black, and the top of his eyes was bare, and the top of his head was half bald, and the other half had beautiful flowing black hair. Everyone was suddenly enlightened.

"Yes, yes, that's it, I just want to test you, I have a lot of adults, let's just give him No. 1!"

"The hairyman has shaved his hair, and the man has become wiser!"

"If you shave off the rest of your hair, I wonder what will happen?"

"You're going to be bald, you pig's head!" Raphael pulled at his hair and shouted at Rabelais, the flying pig.

It turns out that the nine people here are the same as Pascal, all of them are out of the first round, and they are destined to be arranged in the F class at the end of the crane, and it stands to reason that they should also learn from each other to figure out a good schedule, but these are ****** high-quality students who are kind to people and value harmony.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to dinner, who of you goes?" Rabelais patted his belly, and there was a faint sound of drumming.

"Go ahead, piggy, I'll have to wait to see Helen! it's her next round, right?" Raphael pulled out the bell, "Helen can't do magic without my cheering!"

"No, it's the next round!" Fulton said, snapping his fingers, and sat down next to Raphael.

Rabelais also ran over, searched for Helen with wide eyes, and said, "Then I will wait for you, and I will not fight this meeting!"

Plato School has a total of six grades,Six classes in each grade,Sixty people in each class,Three years after enrollment will pass the performance in front of the palace to assess the grade,Divided into A, B, C, D, E, F six grades,Ten people per grade,So that after redistribution,Divide students into grades,And ten people at the end of each class crane,It will be thrown into class F,Basically, the school park has no hope for class F,As long as you don't make trouble in the school park,The top students of class F have requirements for themselves,I'm afraid it's a little lower than the school park。 The noise in the newly born F class was even more tragic than the battlefield where the guns rang out, and the chandelier on the roof couldn't stop shaking. "Flying Pig" Rabelais was drawing a nude woman with chalk on the blackboard, and was thinking about how to use colored chalk to color, vividly showing his painting skills and artistic imagination, and a group of girls in the audience were chattering and commenting, constantly expressing their high opinions, which was simply more attentive than the martial arts performance in front of the palace just now; Fulton was playing a game of losing a game, slapping the table hard, and he felt that he was not happy, so he simply wanted to pull the "curly-haired" Raphael on the side to beat him up, and Raphael was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped on the table.

"That curly, come down for me!" a scream was as sharp as a gun, piercing the whole room.

The chandelier suddenly fell silent, and the entire F-class cubs were stunned as if they had been flattened and printed on the photo frame. Curly-haired Raphael turned around and saw a girl in a purple dress standing there, exuding a sinister aura all over her body, although he was standing condescendingly, as if he was looking up, his legs trembled and he was just about to take a step, when he saw a pair of big eyes and small eyes staring straight around, he couldn't help but take it back, and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you, what do you want to do, what do you want to do...... Why should I listen to your ......?"

"Just because I'm the class leader!" the girl's face was cold, and Raphael only felt that her knees were weak, and she almost fell to her knees.

"Squad leader, are you self-appointed?" Fulton shook his body forward.

"Yes, it's my self-styled!" the girl's voice was cold, not at all like a joke, "Do you have an opinion?"

"Nonsense! I'm the seed of choice!"

"Then you might as well come forward and theorize!"

"Yo, the little beauty wants to get close to her brother...... Ahh

"Come here!" said the girl in purple coldly. Fulton was about to angrily reprimand the girl for being insidious, but when he heard the girl's words, he felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't dare to say more, so he moved forward little by little, and couldn't help but look at the dead party Stephen, asking him to help, Stephen and the others had a good heart, and took three steps back, while secretly taking out his mobile phone to record under the table.

Fulton walked over to the girl in purple, and prepared himself: "You, what do you want...... Ahh Class E next door was cleaning, and suddenly there was a loud noise, but after seeing the rubble flying, the blackboard revealed a mess of white flowers. A girl was wiping the blackboard, and she reached out and slapped it twice out of curiosity, and suddenly reacted, screamed heartbreakingly, and ran down with a red face.

"Come here!" said the girl in purple as if nothing had happened, still straight at Fulton. How dare Fulton disobey, he moved his body twice, except for a room of people in Class E next door who opened his mouth wide and looked at the two white buttocks shaking one by one, how could the whole person move a little. Raphael had already quietly climbed down the table, and at this time, the tribulation saw the truth, and ran over to take Fulton's arms with both hands, kicked his feet on the wall, and gritted his teeth: "Hey, hey, hey, hey—" There was a loud bang, and the chandelier shook again, and Fulton's whole body smashed on Raphael, smashing Raphael so that only a pair of white eyes were left in his eye sockets. Fulton didn't care about it, stretched out his hand to prop himself up, cowered and looked at the girl in purple, but he didn't dare to step forward, and he didn't dare not step forward, as if two people were pulling him one after the other. The girl in purple was a little impatient, and her pretty eyes glared, and Fulton's feet were weak and her body collapsed, and she actually cried out! Everyone gasped, you must know that Fulton usually shows the image of a ruffian, but he didn't expect to be so frightened that he cried after being punched and kicked by the girl three times and two times.

The girl in purple no longer looked at Fulton, turned around and glanced at the blackboard, Raphael screamed, the curly hair stood up like a lightning strike, and her body moved as if the wind was blowing, and her hands and feet wiped the naked woman on the blackboard, while screaming: "I didn't draw it, I don't know who drew it, I don't dare anymore!"

"You, bring the mobile phone!" The girl in purple pointed casually, Stephen was smiling and secretly photographing Fulton's embarrassment, she was startled when she heard this, and was just about to hesitate to deny it, when she saw Fulton crawling like a bean worm on the ground, she only hesitated for 0.1 seconds, and immediately trotted over, bowed down, and handed it forward with her mobile phone in both hands: "Your Majesty, if you like it, just accept it, even if it is a small heart!"

"Bang" sounded, the mobile phone turned into pieces and fell from the girl's hand, Stephen's eyes widened, as if he saw his heart being taken out and crushed in front of his eyes, and he shouted in his heart: "My pocket money for half a year......!

"Who still has an opinion?" the girl in purple looked at the audience, everyone quickly lowered their heads, and some people hurriedly stuffed their handkerchiefs into their mouths, or bit their lips vigorously.

"I have!" said one of the people behind him, smirkingly.