"Let go of me. Zou Jiaojiao was ashamed and angry, struggling and shouting angrily. In the end, she was helpless, she raised her foot and stomped Zhang Xingbao's instep with her small leather boots.

'I... didn't swear words, Zhang Xingbao hurriedly let go of Zou Jiaojiao, and leaned against the wall with a constipated face and trembled.

At this moment, Liao Guangming and the dormitory director have been dragged away from the left and right by their classmates, and the two of them are unwilling to lose face in front of others, even if they are dragged away, they each shout: "Come on, come here, see if I don't kill you." ”

Their noses and faces are swollen, which makes people only feel interesting when they look at them. Liao Guangming's tender white face also had a red slap print on it, which was patted by the dormitory head with the palm of his hand at first. But the dormitory director didn't seem to be having a good time, he had a big bag swollen on his forehead, and he didn't know if Liao Guangming hit it with a stationery box or the dormitory director knocked it on the table by himself.

"Stop, if you don't stop, I'll tell the teacher. "Zou Jiaojiao sacrificed a big killing weapon.

Whether it's a good child or a bad child, there is hardly anyone who is not afraid of a teacher. This is especially true for people who like to compete for favor in front of their teachers.

Liao Guangming cried out aggrievedly, he knew that the dormitory director must be the head of Zhang Xingbao, but he hated that he knew that he had no way to take Zhang Xingbao. If he sues the teacher, I am afraid that Zhang Xingbao will not be involved, but he and the dormitory director will each have to take fifty boards.

The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I feel a hot pain on my face.

"You bullied me. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Xingbao and the dormitory head, and then tears began to well-appear in his eyes.

There was silence in the classroom, and the sympathy of the people who had been at first heckling was a little overflowing. Even if there is no sympathy, there is no bad taste of pouring salt on other people's wounds. In the end, they are all students who have not been immersed in society, and no one has become an admirer of the view that only the strong can survive.

Even Zhang Xingbao felt that it was not good to bully Liao Guangming anymore, but he still refused to let go of the hypocritical guy in front of him, and couldn't help but be amazed, and said sarcastically: "Ah, drop the golden beans?"

This sentence was like igniting a powder keg, prompting Liao Guangming to rush towards Zhang Xingbao desperately. Zhang Xingbao hurriedly retreated, if he really fought with Liao Guangming, it would really become a partnership between himself and the dormitory director to deceive others.

Since the victory is firmly on the side of himself and others, the evil spirit can be regarded as exhausted, Zhang Xingbao knows how to stop fighting and not do senseless battles.

The classmates really grabbed Liao Guangming again, and half-persuaded and half-hypocritically persuaded Liao Guangming to calm down his anger. The class bell rang again, and the leaders of each group, under the leadership of the disciplinary committee, asked the students to return to their seats.

Zhang Xingbao was still a little unsatisfied, and suddenly raised his hand and said to Zou Jiaojiao: "Squad leader, I want to take Chen Cuo to the infirmary." ”

Knowing that Zhang Xingbao was lying, Zou Jiaojiao also nodded in response. She knew that leaving Zhang Xingbao in the classroom would not only not make Zhang Xingbao study seriously, but maybe Zhang Xingbao would pull others together and not study.

The head of the dormitory had a bag on his forehead, but in the end it was no big deal. Let Zhang Xingbao walk out of the classroom with his support, and as soon as the two of them came out of the classroom, they felt like the sea was wide and the fish was leaping.

"How is it, it's not a big deal, right?" Zhang Xingbao let go of the dormitory director's hand and asked with a smile.

"I didn't plan to go to the infirmary. The dormitory director said so, and then complained to Zhang Xingbao and said: "You were too impulsive before, you shouldn't have done anything with Liao Guangming." If I hadn't done it, you wouldn't have died in embarrassment. ”

Zhang Xingbao was not angry when he heard this, he accepted his affection very much, and waved his big hand and said, "Yes, I thank you." Since the wound on your head is fine, let's go to the cafeteria. ”

Both of them were very happy and walked towards the cafeteria.

There are generally three classes in the evening self-study, of which the first two are occupied by Mr. Shen. But during the third period, the day students usually go home, and Mr. Shen will catch the bus to leave. The rest of the boarders were not spared, and could only study on their own under the leadership of the class leader.

It was still class time, and there was no one in the cafeteria. Zhang Xingbao asked for two bowls of soy milk powder at the window of the meal, strode to find a clean table, put down the bowls, and sat opposite the dormitory director.

Both of them began to open the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, and the dormitory director suddenly asked, "Third child, what are you going to do in the future?"

Zhang Xingbao was stunned, he didn't know what kind of madness the dormitory chief had.

Listening to the dormitory director, he said: "It is a little difficult for my grades to be in a key high school, but it is not a big problem to enter the high school of the third middle school. It's you..."

Zhang Xingbao fell silent, his academic performance was once at the top of his class. But since the second year of junior high school, he has been lazy and naughty, and his academic performance has plummeted. According to his academic performance at the moment, not to mention the key high school, I am afraid that the high school of the third middle school will not be able to enter.

The high school of the third middle school is a general high school, which is not a difficult place for the vast majority of students who study well, and it is impossible for those top students to even consider its existence in the application list. However, for a scumbag like himself, it is a luxury to be able to enter the high school of the third middle school.

Thinking of Zou Jiaojiao's words at the beginning, if she could enter Beizhong with her, it would not be impossible for the old love to rekindle and renew the relationship.

Thinking of this, Rao is character and Zhang Xingbao's face couldn't help but have a touch of bitterness. But he didn't let the dormitory director see the bitterness on his face, but pretended to be relaxed and said, "Why did you think of asking about this?"

"It's not been long since the high school entrance examination, haven't you seen that most of the students who used to be children have started to study seriously?" the dormitory director couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

Zhang Xingbao rolled the oil silkworm in the hot soybean milk, then put it in his mouth and gently bit a corner, taking advantage of the heat and aroma in his mouth to not disperse, he swallowed the delicious food into his belly. He said hotly: "I have missed too much homework, where is it so easy to make up for it? As for me and the four fat..."

He took a big sip of soy milk and felt refreshed, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and continued: "It is extremely difficult for me and Si Fat, but Si Pang is bigger than I hope." ”

The dormitory head shook his head, but he didn't know how to comfort Zhang Xingbao. Because he suddenly found that it seems that Zhang Xingbao is now starting to make efforts to pick up the textbook, and I am afraid it will be difficult to raise many more points.

"Then you are going to go out to work after graduating from junior high school and getting your diploma?" asked the dormitory director.

"Part-time job?" Zhang Xingbao never thought that he would be associated with this word in the future, and he suddenly realized that yes, he was probably the only one who left school and left.

No, I used to be afraid that I could only run out to work after graduation. But now I have my own cultivation... I still have to work when I run out, but my ability to make money is much stronger than before. If nothing else, if anyone hires themselves as a security guard or bodyguard, they can ensure that the employer is safe and sound.