Lin Fei looked at her face that was distorted by anger, it was really disgusting and funny.

After staring at it for a while, Yang Xingyue retracted her gaze, took a few steps back and said, "You win!" ”

"I never wanted to win you." Lin Fei said calmly, "I just want to return the physics competition to a pure land." ”

"Then you are great! Lin Fei! Yang Xingyue put down such a sentence and left angrily.

Lin Fei looked at her departing back.

Alas, still a child's heart.

A scheming, naïve, head-covered, lethal, evil.

Yang Xingyue didn't know where to run, and as soon as Lin Fei turned around, he looked at the two boys, both staring at him in a daze.

Yang Xingyang's eyes were softer, unlike Gu Huai, who had burning and predatory eyes in his fox eyes.

Lin Fei felt the weirdness of the atmosphere between the two boys, but she didn't want to think about it too much, so she didn't continue to pull and pull with them, and walked away.

Fortunately, there is no vulgar plot like an idol drama, and the two boys are not infatuated to chase it out.

There is no timely call out of the monitoring, the award ceremony at the time of the national first single award and speech.

She didn't know what the outside world was saying about Hulan Province, especially the physics competition students.

Anyway, judging from the news that her QQ space has never been cut off, it is already full of wind and rain.

She has long set up a message do not disturb the QQ space.

Now as soon as I go in, I find that the message is 9999+.

Last time, it was 999+, which is more than an order of magnitude.

The turbulent waves on the Internet have long been affected by reality.

If you want to calm the storm, you still have to act in reality.

Lin Fei was really tired and hungry.

It's almost a little bit, and she hasn't eaten lunch yet.

It stands to reason that the physics competition is not really over yet, isn't there still an afternoon award ceremony?

Candidates from other provinces and schools are still staying in hotels outside the school.

The school cafeteria of Sioux City No. 1 Middle School, Lin Fei can't count on it.

It's so late, I'm afraid that even the teacher's canteen has collected meals!

It seems that we have to go to dinner outside of school.

Thinking of the strict and unconventional doorman, Lin Fei was still a little afraid.

Now is the class time for other students in Sioux City No. 1 Middle School, and if they want to go out, they have to ask for the permission of the class teacher and ask for a leave slip.

Lin Fei is going out now, and he is really a bit unjustifiable.

It's not impossible to call Mr. He, but he should be busy discussing cheating with the physics competition organizing committee now, and shouldn't bother him.

She walked slowly along the rose-red brick wall.

The walls of the school are very high, with not only sharp iron pillars, but also circles of iron rings at the top.

According to Lin Fei's memory of the sentence in which the head teacher scared the students, this iron ring should be electrified.

However, this iron ring in Sioux City No. 1 Middle School looks a little old and tattered.

Some parts of the iron ring, because of disrepair, fell into it with their heads down.

The iron ring, which looks strong, is also covered with a thick layer of dust.

With a certain evil curiosity, Lin Fei probed the pointed iron ring with his fingers.

There was no electricity, just a hand of dust.

Inside the walls are lifeless classrooms, and outside the walls are colorful worlds.

Even reading and writing day after day can also give rise to interest.

But if you're locked up in such a place for six and a half days a week, who can stand it?

Lin Fei has not read much in his life, either gnawing on his old books, or training with physics competitions.

The trajectory of life is still very broad.

The management of physics competition training is intense, but the degree of freedom is still very high.

At the time when she was studying, the school could still have weekends.

At present, the school reluctantly gives students an afternoon, and they have to return to school at five or six o'clock in the evening.

In the third year of high school, I have to use all kinds of methods, and I can't wait to get rid of this short afternoon relaxation time of a few hours.

Even if it's a robot, it's going to be tired, sad, and tired, right?

This exclamation and empathy reached a climax when Lin Fei looked at the outside world through the school fence.

It's not a prison, it's not Auschwitz, probably, it's like the harem of an ancient emperor.

The students, like the willow trees in the palace walls, are cultivated, and they can only stretch out their branches and leaves slightly at this edge.

A boxy school, looking up is a boxy sky.

That is true.

Lin Fei thought so.

Walk to the end of the fence – not the end, exactly.

It was a small corner of Sioux City No. 1, with a large black iron door open and all sorts of stuff piled up.

Most of them are the display boards used in previous sessions, including but not limited to the display of college entrance examination results, the display of answer sheets at the top of the grade, the display of drowning safety education, and the display of excellent blackboard newspapers......

Inside, there are some tattered table tennis tables, and some other sports equipment.

There was more dust on these things than on the iron ring.

Lin Fei looked up, and at the end of the school wall, that is, around the corner, there happened to be a big tree.

It is waving in the wind, and its huge body and branches are showing its antiquity and grandeur.

Lin Fei looked at it from top to bottom, and his eyes fell on the ping-pong table piled up under the tree.

An interesting thought just rose from her head.

She was glad she wasn't wearing a dress today.

There don't seem to be cameras around - it doesn't matter if there are, who is staring at this place without anything?

She wanted to climb over the wall and get out.

The meaning of circumventing the wall is to want to go out, and more, to experience and want to try.

Many times there will be such a feeling, in those youth romance movies, there will always be a plot of skipping school.

"You always like to throw your bag over a wall full of vines. Those times were long, as if the summer was always sunny. ”

Lin Fei often wonders if the director of these films has ever studied in high school, or has she studied in a fake high school?

High school, high school students, in those works, there is a kind of nihilistic romanticism.

It seems that they don't need to read, and they are immersed in some inexplicable little things every day.

The class teacher and the school rules and discipline also seem to be just decorations.

They go wherever they want, they do whatever they want.

Climbing over the wall and skipping class is a must-have plot.

Lin Fei just thought, missing a class, doesn't the teacher order people?

After skipping class, please parents, can students bear it?

When will the missing courses be filled?

She is still too realistic and bitter, and when others hand her wayward thoughts to her, she will veto them after her own strategy.

She couldn't help but think to herself.

The rules that have always followed, the persuasion and education of parents and teachers, it seems, are all gray. (End of chapter)