Before the end of the year, the third year of the first high school in city a finally had winter vacation.

In the last half of the day, early in the morning, teachers of various subjects were assigning homework for winter vacation.

The whole third grade of high school is filled with the restlessness and excitement of the students.

Ma Mingquan asked the monitor to send the workbooks in the class to the students, "Don’t go to the river, pay attention to the traffic lights on the road, and travel in groups... I won’t talk about these things. Everyone’s results are good this time. Relax and prepare for the college entrance examination in the coming year. By the way, the "Red Sun" invested by our classmate Fuzhi is about to be released. During the New Year, you..."

The ringing of a mobile phone "ding-" interrupted Ma Mingquan's propaganda and popular science.

The little heads under the podium lifted their necks, while helping Ma Mingquan answer: "Sister Zhi's drama, Xiao Ma, don't you say we have to drag the family to watch!"

"Brother Marco looked at us so mercilessly! Spread your hands."

"Little Ma, we plan to go to Evergrande Cinema on the first day of the junior high school to chase the movie. When are you going to go and who will you go to the movie with? How about you take Sister Ma, let's make an appointment to go together, you show us What is it!"

"Why not the teacher, she is shy, don't frighten her when you come!"

Ma Mingquan stomped his feet, said angrily about his classmates after get off work, and then lowered his head. The number in his hand showed the phone number of the parents of the students he had given notes.

It seemed that the other party was very anxious.

"You remember your homework first, I'll answer the phone."

Ma Mingquan was serious for a second, waved his hand, motioned everyone to wait, walked out of the classroom, and closed the door, "Mother Zihuai, I was just in class, what's the matter, what do you think?"

"...The school hasn't had a precedent that a good student suddenly dropped out of school after reaching the third year of high school. Have you consulted your children on this matter?"

"But I still hope that you can think about it again. You can tell if you have any difficulties at home. After all, this is a third year in high school... Father Zihuai, don't get excited..."

"So, do you see if your parents can come to school? We can talk about it in detail."

I don't know what was said over there, Ma Mingquan frowned, and returned two sentences. Before he could finish speaking, he was cut off by the other party.

Ma Mingquan lowered his hand and looked at the phone that exited the call interface. He pursed his lips with a solemn expression. Then he pushed the door open and waved in the direction of Zhou Zihuai: "You come to the office with me."

Zhou Zihuai, who was sitting in his seat and remembering his homework, stood up and followed Ma Mingquan in silence without saying a word.

As soon as the two people left, various murmurs sounded in the classroom.

"What's the matter, family members? Why did Xiao Ma call Zhou Zihuai away again?"

"Ma Ge's expression is super serious, is there anyway! Zihuai can't think about it..."

"Sister Zhi, do you know this?"

Fu Zhi, who was sending messages to Li Nanli with his mobile phone, looked confused, "Huh? What?"

Everyone: "...It's nothing, just feel that you are very confused and talking about love with Mr. Li."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Then you are really a bunch of clever ghosts.

——

Zhou Zihuai was called into the office by Ma Mingquan and talked for an hour.

During this period, Fan Gouda came to the class again to wander around, screaming and arranging homework.

The pointer in his hand pointed to Fu Zhi's direction, "I want to see you do it yourself for this Chinese homework, understand?"

Now that Fu Zhi has good grades, he can switch roles anytime and anywhere to teach classmates in Class 21.

This was originally a good thing, but it greatly increased the risk of teacher unemployment.

Let me ask, a decathlon who can be a student and a teacher of the subject does not need the school to pay wages. Which shareholder does not like it?

I'm afraid I can't wait to fire them from hiring Fu Zhi?

Fan Gouda asked Fu Zhi to do his homework. He also wanted to get a little sense of gain and dignity from Fu Zhi as a teacher.

And Fu Zhi's whole person, holding his mobile phone, still looks like lying on the table decadently fishing.

"It's too tired to do homework. I can't do it. You should be a student without me and give up on me."

After speaking, Su Xing silently took out the little quilt from her desk and covered Fu Zhi from her body to her head, her whole being wrapped tightly.

Then turned sideways, as Fu Zhi’s fanatic fanatic, looked at Fan Gouda, and said shyly: "Teacher, I don’t see my heart or my mind, am I doing the right thing?"

Fan Gundam: "..."

Tie Mengzi, you can get out of my class with Fu Zhi.

Fan Gouda was upset by the pair of tablemates. He only felt that work and life were too hard. He waved his hand and said, "What do you like, I'll go to the hospital to get a bottle of glucose."

wake:"……"

Tie Mengzi, are you angry with me?

Am I doing something wrong?

Wake up and sighed.

On the other hand, Zhou Zihuai did not return to the class for a long time.

It was Ma Mingquan who went back to the class and helped Zhou Zihuai pack his schoolbag. Song Fang quickly went to pull Ma Mingquan, "Little Ma, what's the matter? What about Zhou Zihuai? Why did you pack his schoolbag?"

"Oh, don't do your business, remember your homework." Ma Mingquan sighed, motioned Song Fang to do his homework, then turned and left.

This atmosphere, this attitude! There must be something!

But... didn't Zhou Zihuai cut off his father-son relationship with his stepfather? What else can the Zhou family do?

Song Fang and Wang Yu looked at each other.

"Sister Zhi, will you go to Zhou Zihuai with us in a while?"

Fu Zhi's head came out of the small blanket he woke up for her.

Because of static electricity, the bangs rubbed against the small cotton blanket, and a strand of dull hair stood up and trembled in the air, looking almost cute.

Ye Jiu's little hand holding the scissors was about to move.

Fortunately, in the next second, Fu Zhi raised his hand and stroked the dull hair on his head downward.

Ye Jiu hid the little scissors somewhat regretfully.

Fu Zhi mailed Jiang Jinshu all the homework, and then said, "Do you have Zhou Zihuai's address?"

——

at the same time.

A road to the Zhoujia Xiaolou.

Zhou Zihuai recalled what Ma Mingquan said, your mother hopes that you will suspend school this year and take the university entrance examination next year.

Zhao Wu hasn't returned to Zhou's house for a while.

Today his mother suddenly dropped him off school, Zhou Zihuai could actually guess one, two, three.

It was nothing more than Zhao Wu owed money again, and someone came to collect debts at home, perhaps the other party had threatened the child in his mother's stomach.

Otherwise, based on his mother's character, it would be difficult to say what would make him leave school.

Zhou Zihuai was standing on the dirty and chaotic road, and he was stained with smoke.

The young man leaned against the wall with obvious calluses on his fingertips.

The first time he did such a thing, his hand rubbing the lighter was still shaking.

I rubbed the lighter several times, but the cigarette **** did not ignite.

He was frustrated.

But he did not think of suicide.

Fu Zhi solved a lot of trouble for him, but Fu Zhi didn't know.

There are many things in the world that are not what the law says, but what the law cannot touch is the complex, changeable and gloomy field of human nature.

He can be cruel to Zhao Wu, but what about his mother?

The cigarette in his hand was lit.

Zhou Zihuai leaned against the street, his fingertips flushed with the cold wind, the boy took a deep breath, and the smell of nicotine hit his lungs.

"Cough cough cough..."

The unfamiliar breath swept through the human senses, from the throat to the cerebellum, every organ clamored for strong discomfort.

The boy was bent over, holding a thick dry wall with one hand, his eyes were red under the stimulation of tobacco, and his nose was a little sour.

The cigarette in his hand was subconsciously clenched, and the scarlet flame flashed.

He looked down, looked at the angle of the cigarette butt, his eyes were dazed, and he thought slightly.

——

When Song Fang and his party arrived, they saw Zhou Zihuai leaning against the wall with his back to them.

"At this moment," Wang Yuqiao pointed an orchid and pointed out: "Zihuai is really like the creeper described by Mr. Zhou."

"... That text was written by Mr. Lu." Song Fang Liangzi was speechless.

Fu Zhi and wake up: "..."

Both Lao She and Lu Xun’s coffin panels can’t be covered. I want to give you both a big mouth.

"Go and see what's going on." Fu Zhi pushed Song Fang and Wang Yu who were still arguing.

Song Fang touched his nose and didn't see Zhou Zihuai smoking a cigarette. He was about to walk over. Before he could walk in, he saw something dark and drew a perfect arc in mid-air, hitting it fiercely. On Zhou Zihuai's dark red school uniform jacket.

"Hahaha, look here!"

Holding a few pieces of wet mud, the little fat man looked at Zhou Zihuai with a smile on his face, as if he had found the only pleasure in the past few months.

Then I don’t know which child is behind him, and then he took a mud block and slapped him in the direction of Zhou Zihuai. Zhou Zihuai stepped back, and the mud block was hit by his side. On the wall.

"Xiao Yezhong, do you dare to hide?!" He looked like a little fat man who was seven or eight years old with a fierce look.

Behind him was a group of little boys with a relatively thin body.

"I just said, I saw this little wild plant go to the canteen to buy cigarettes, he must have money!"

"Maybe it was stealing his stepfather's money, or why did his stepfather beat him!"

"My mother said that he killed his own father. He is a scumbag, and his whole body is unhappy. We have to distinguish from this kind of person... Well, what is the line of 38 women!"

"Give me a mud, give me a mud! I want to beat him too, save bad luck!"

"Ah... Mom said let me look at you, don't fight, will my brother hurt?"

"Ma Xiaowen, you actually recognize a lowly breed as your brother, you are so dirty, you dare to recognize him as your brother, your father will die as early as his father tonight!"

"Hahaha, Ma Xiaowen, your father is dead too!"

The laughter and bullying-like laughter sounded in the dirty and chaotic small neighborhood, mixed with Ma Xiaowen's aggrieved cry, and Zhou Zihuai's unwilling to follow a group of children to care about, turned and left footsteps.

The bear children, headed by the little fat man, hurriedly went around, clapping their hands in a humble manner, "Killing to death, killing people, and cultivating wild species Zhou Zihuai! No one hurts, no one loves you, you are the little one in the field. Chinese cabbage!"

The bear children, headed by the little fat man, hurriedly went around, clapping their hands in a humble manner, "Killing to death, killing people, and cultivating wild species Zhou Zihuai! No one hurts, no one loves you, you are the little one in the field. Chinese cabbage!"

The sound of a group of children clapping and shouting together was very loud, and the distance between Fu Zhi and the group happened to be clear.

"This group of unlucky children from whose family!" Song Fang rolled up his sleeves, looked at Zhou Zihuai and didn't want to care about these children. These children are still chasing after them. Isn't this bullying?

"Your Father Song will let you understand today what it means to be unfaithful!"

Song Fang was full of anger and ran over, and pulled away a bear kid’s brain, angrily exposed the tattoo stickers that he had posted with Ye Jiu yesterday on his arm, and pinched Xiaochudun’s ass. All the members of the Blue Dragon Gang dare to provoke me, I will kick your head as a ball, believe it or not?"

Seeing this, Ye Jiu and Wang Yu's Fat Sports Committee rushed up and saw the candy in the little fat man's pocket. Ye Jiu snatched it in the name of a lesson, stuffed it into his mouth, and sighed, "It's so sweet!"

Then he kicked the little fat man again, "Have you heard it! The members of the Azure Dragon Gang dare to provoke them! If you bully people again, I will strip you off your pants and let Guo Ben know if you do!"

fatty:"……"

Looking at the ferocious brothers in front of me.

The little fat man sniffed.

Tell yourself not to cry, be strong, and be brave to fight evil forces!

The next second, Fu Zhi, who was holding the small cane, lightly hit his butt.

"..."

The little fat man turned his head.

Seeing Fu Zhi, he blinked.

He is eight years old this year, and he is the age when he is holding his mobile phone and playing games online to pit his teammates and netizens.

He often surfed the Internet, and at a glance he recognized that the beautiful young lady who smoked him in front of him was his inspirational wife to marry.

It's fine now, the little wife gave him a bit of embarrassment.

This pumping took away all his dignity as a man!

He also wanted to hold back not crying...

but!

Damn it was so wronged, he couldn't help it!

"Grandma! Oh! Grandma! Wow!"

Good guy, Xiao Pangdun was the leader of this group of children. When he cried, all the children in the whole community began to cry.

"Wow, mom! Star sister hits, wow--!"

"I, you beat my boss, I'll fight you! Wow, don't smoke me, don't smoke me! Wow! Dad! Where are you Dad!"

——

"...Then you guys from the Qinglong Gang hit the kids from the other elementary school?"

"Mrs. Lu, I used a cane to slap other children's ass, insulting the children's dignity." Seeing Xu Wei, who had just quarreled with a group of elementary school parents and walked to the side of her daughters, was kindly reminded by the police uncle. One sentence.

In the tea room, Song Fang's mother was still spraying with the parents of a group of elementary school students, making it dark and noisy.

Outside the tea guest, Xu Wei looked at the children of the Qinglong Gang standing in front of her with some bewilderment.

Song Fang looked very handsome, the tattoo on his arm was just washed off by Wang Yu's saliva to prove his innocence.

Ye Jiu obediently peeled off the little fat man's candy, and squeezed it into Fu Zhi's mouth without reason.

He didn't come to participate in Zhou Zihuai's affairs at all. He just brought in a recent martial arts novel, the counterattack of the grassroots hero, and then he joined the melee.

Then Zhou Zihuai, whose cigarette was confiscated by the police uncle, he kept reprimanding.

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