"There are a lot of gossip boys! If I hadn't broken my hands two days ago, I would definitely give them a beating in the head!"

"You dare to bully someone in our class! Are we really nerds who can only read?!"

"Thank you!" Tao You looked at the classmates who were indignant, and threatened that all the classmates in the class would always be her strongest backing.

"Song Yimian, how did you solve this matter?"

After Song Yimian finished writing the last symbol, he habitually pointed a black dot next to it, threw down the pen, and said, "Inform the facts, reasonably express the troubles caused to you, express your demands, take screenshots of messages, and record phone calls."

"This blogger is so easy to talk to? I saw a blogger who refused to delete the video."

A classmate next to him pushed his glasses and calmly analyzed, "No matter whether Song Yimian solves this matter now or not, the school will eventually issue an announcement to crack down on counterfeiting."

"Instead of waiting for the school to issue an announcement to slap your face, it is better to listen to Song Yimian now, as long as the meaning is expressed accurately and the language is organized by yourself, you can earn another wave of traffic."

"That's what normal people do."

"Then how can you be sure that this blogger will listen to your explanation?"

As soon as these words came out, several helpless eyes were ushered in.

"Didn't you listen carefully, don't turn the pen! Song Yimian didn't just finish speaking, the message was screenshotted, and the phone call was recorded. If this blogger wanted her own reputation and wanted to make money, she wouldn't do anything stupid."

「......」

The head teacher covered the phone, and halfway through the call, he was so noisy by the voice from the class that he couldn't hear the voice on the phone, "Wait a minute."

Squeezing his eyebrows, he leaned against the door frame, and roared angrily, "Rebellion! I'm still here!"

"Evening self-study is for you to talk?! Wet market?! Discipline committee, come up and sit, make a note of all the people who are arguing! I'll clean it up when I get back!"

The classmates in the class instantly lowered their heads and became quails, how to look at how well-behaved.

After the head teacher finished speaking, he continued to pick up the phone and walked to the office.

The disciplinary committee member who received the task took out the familiar, thin notepad from the belly of the table, took the homework and sat down next to the podium table, and said with a poor expression, "Oh, the teacher's order is hard to disobey, so you can only be quiet by yourself."

「......」

"What's going on in the evening?" Song Yimian looked around, almost everyone knew what the other party was talking about, only he was confused.

I don't know what the situation is.

The back table was very enthusiastic, raised his hand to block between Tao You and Song Yimian, and recommended himself, "I'll come, I'll come, I'll be there, I'll come!"

He explained passionately, introduced the characters, and went through the details, especially highlighting Tao Youren's words, which were repeated almost word for word.

Hearing this, Tao You couldn't help but applaud him.

It took her several days to memorize that passage, and he only listened to it once and memorized it all......

This is the reincarnation of Mr. Storyteller.

Song Yimian quietly listened to the long paragraph relayed at the back table, without panting.

"When did you curse so sharply?" Song Yimian unexpectedly hooked his lips and teased.

The process of achieving this goal is a bit difficult to say, Tao You urgently thought about how to say that 'memorizing the outline' is noble, it is best to sound difficult, the kind that requires a certain amount of talent.

"I know that, too!" The back table raised its hand again.

Song Yimian raised his chin at him, "Say."

"The outline she memorized from the Internet!"

"How do you know?!" Tao You exclaimed angrily, how can this person say that if you expose the old bottom, you will expose the old bottom!

The back table scratched the back of his head, "Hey, hey, I've searched the Internet and seen similar content from you, but I'm reciting another outline, so I won't bump into you."

「......」

Thanks for the reminder

Ah, big brother.

"Huh." Song Yimian watched Tao You's expression from shock to speechlessness, and couldn't help but chuckle.

The moment this laughter came into his ears, Tao You's face turned red and red.

"Laugh and laugh, what's so funny!" Tao You raised his foot and kicked the foot of Song Yimian's chair.

"You're done with your homework? Why do you have a share in all the excitement? Then they will say, why don't you become a storyteller, you will definitely make a lot of money!" She turned her head and glared at the table behind her.

This man is so fast-talking, he really says something.

"How do you know I've tried before?" The back table unexpectedly patted his thigh, and in Tao You's overly shocked gaze, he calmed down again and waved his hand, "That's all a hobby. My dream is to build airplanes!"

"In your lifetime, you'll be on the plane I built!"

As soon as these words came out at the back table, even his fellow table members unexpectedly raised their eyebrows.

Don't look at him every day, he gets by, and his grades have always been in the tenth to fifteenth place in the class, and he has never gone up, but he has never fallen.

In my spare time, I am either messing around with my classmates or researching with various mechanical magazines that I don't know where to borrow.

No one would have thought that he would have such big dreams.

"It's good to have goals and dreams, but now is the time to look at your homework and grades."

The head teacher, who had found a quiet and empty place to communicate with the school leaders, appeared at the back door in the middle of a few people letting down their vigilance.

After observing for a while, and seeing that they were still engaged in chatting, he walked to the back of the table with his hands on his chest, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and warned him coldly.

"......" The back table only felt that one shoulder weighed a thousand pounds, and turned his head mechanically, "Dear, Qin, Teacher Qin." The tongue still has the sharp rope when restoring the bickering scene just now.

The head teacher withdrew his hand, and then took a homework book from the corner of his desk to check, and his eyes swept over Tao You and Song Yimian, who had already turned back to study, "Do your homework well."

The back table trembled and held a black pen to write papers, swallowing nervously, and the rest of his eyes were on the head teacher's movements of slowly flipping through his homework, and he always felt that there was a sharp knife hanging above his head, which could fall at any time and split him in half.

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Five minutes before the bell rang for the end of class, a lot of rain began to fall outside the house, and along the wind, along the window, the stars were scattered on the table.

The dreary, sleepy classroom, which was full of sleepy insects, woke up more than half as the raindrops fell.

The students sitting by the window got up in unison and opened the window wider, so that the raindrops blowing into the classroom came more violently, and the wind was stronger, and it was better to take away all the rolls on the desk, so as to drive away the drowsiness caused by various problems in their minds.

"The rain is pouring in, and the windows are so open?" The head teacher tapped the table with the end of his pen, "The books are all wet, what kind of weather is it now, and I will catch a cold again."

"Teacher Qin, don't you think it's poetic that the rain drifts in, falls on the windowsill, and spills onto the tabletop?" Some students quibbled, "It's a natural white noise."

The head teacher laughed angrily at his nonsense.

Putting away the smile on his face, he knocked on the table seriously, pointed to the several windows that were wide open on both sides, and commanded, "The windows are all closed, no one can say that it is not good, what kind of cold wind blows in this weather, and the cold leave course can't keep up, it's not your own business."

It is happy to rest at home when you are sick and do not have to go to class, but the days of catching up with classes are painful...... They'd better close the windows.

Tao You closed the window and found that there was an extra thin note on the closed homework book.

Hold it in your hand and put it under the table before slowly unfolding it.

'When you grow up, you dare to be tough with people face to face, so as not to let yourself suffer. "A line of words is written like dragons and phoenixes, flamboyant and beautiful, but there is a very ugly and ugly, chubby and round thumbs up drawn next to it.

It comes with a sense of joy.

Tao You lowered his head and snickered, and repeatedly recited the simple and easy-to-understand words on the paper in his heart.

And the stick figure of that thumb.

It's like the devil is stunned, and he can't get back to his senses.

"Ding!"

The bell rings for the end of class.

Sweep away a room of gloom. The students leaned on their backs on the table, straightened up in an instant, raised their hands and stretched their waists, yawning profusely.

The head teacher was sitting in front, and when he saw such a scene, he didn't say anything, just a glance and continued to do his own thing.

Evening self-study, it's not too early now, and it's normal to feel tired, as long as you don't delay your studies.

"Ha~"

Some classmates yawned exaggeratedly and made their voices unbridled.

Once the signal of "class is about to end" was generated in the hearts of the students, they could not be suppressed completely, and they began to make a sound.

Only then did the head teacher warn everyone, "The bell hasn't rang yet, and I can't hold on for so much time in the end?!" I don't care about my own homework and making noises, and I have a lot of empty test papers here."

As she spoke, she glanced at the class with sharp eyes, habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and waited for the class to calm down again before continuing to do her own thing.

The moment the bell rang without warning, Tao You was taken aback, crumpled the note into a ball in the palm of his hand in a panic, and subconsciously looked at the podium table.

Seeing that the head teacher didn't look this way, the hanging, thumping heart was put down.

Thinking about it, why did she have a weak heart as if she had done something bad.

She tilted her body towards Song Yimian, and whispered a little proudly, "Shibei should be impressed for three days, you let me think about those words for myself, I must not be able to think of those words for most of my life, properly and reasonably use the wisdom of netizens, the framework of Chinese reading comprehension, or from elementary school to adulthood, so that you don't have to suffocate yourself, and you don't have to be angry with your stupid mouth before going to bed every night."

It was only when her voice fell, and the head teacher's warning followed.

There was no need to look at where the head teacher was looking, Tao You grabbed the edge of the table with one hand and pulled himself back to sit upright.

Don't give Song Yimian time to reply at all, "......"

Subconsciously raised his hand and went to Ichigo behind Tao You. Seeing her familiar movements, he put down the hand that was hanging behind her again.

The bell rang on time as expected by the students.

The voice in the loudspeaker is still playing, the classmates in the class are cooperating with the industry, putting down the pen and putting down the pen, wanting to have a good chat, but they are afraid of the head teacher on the podium, and they look up at the head teacher without blinking according to the desire to speak in their hearts.

It's like the puppy anxiously waiting for the owner's order to eat.

Perhaps seeing the longing in their eyes, the head teacher didn't deliberately drag them to rest, and waved his hand, "Let's get out of class."

These three words seem to have some special magic, and the students ran out.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tao You stuffed the note she had been holding in her hand into the corner of her pencil case, and she couldn't tell the specific reason why she did it, anyway, her brain told her to do it.

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The rain came and went fast, and when school was over, only the thick scent of grass after the rain was left in the air, and the small puddles on the roadside that had not been completely dried up since the beginning of spring, telling how heavy the rain had just now.

Today's school gate is especially crowded, with cars filling up the entire street on both sides.

Uncle Zhang didn't sit in the security room, standing at the gate, his eyes as sharp as eagles, scanning the crowd, looking for reporters and Internet celebrity bloggers who were hiding guys in their arms and on their backs, disguised as parents waiting for students to get out of school.

Now there are too many people to find, just now after the first evening self-study class, he caught a few strangers around the school who lingered, smoking cigarettes one after another, occasionally glancing into the school, and then looking at the time.

Uncle Zhang relied on his years of experience in watching police and bandits and spy war TV series, and with a squint of his eyes, he guessed that they must be waiting for someone purposefully.

School

As soon as the bell rings, the school gates open and students walk out in groups.

The crowd is chaotic, and it's easy for those people to take advantage of the loopholes.

Uncle Zhang looked left and right more vigilantly, holding a dead branch in his hand behind his back.

Seeing that some students began to walk outside, the crowd outside the school became even more commotionous.

Tao You pulled the shoulder straps of his schoolbag with both hands, and walked out among the students with Song Yimian.

Before leaving the classroom, I glanced at my mobile phone, and realized that Dad Tao had come to pick her up by car today, and he also brought supper.

The crowd moved slowly, and the only road leading to the school gate was crowded with students, who could only move slightly.

There is still a short distance from the school gate, and Tao You can't wait to look at Tao's father's location.

"Classmate Tao, classmate Song, hello, I'm a reporter from Qingji, and we met this afternoon."

Before he walked to the school gate, there was a person with his hands on both sides, walking towards Tao You and Song Yimian in the direction of the crowd.

It's the same person in the afternoon again.

How can you be so persistent.

Song Yimian was a little puzzled when he heard it, and he met in the afternoon? How he didn't know.

But he quickly reacted on his own.

This afternoon, except for the physical education class, which was in the playground, the others were all sitting classes in the class, and there was no chance to meet at all.

That was the time when Tao You was not seen in physical education class, and when he met in private, Tao You was still forced.

As the reporter approached, a rushing smell of smoke came to his face.