Chapter 92: Can't help beating
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As the facade of the county's junior high schools, the experimental middle schools are naturally very stylish.
The campus is surrounded by a black zinc-steel guardrail. The name of the school is gilded in Beja red marble. The gate is a rare electric retractable door. At this time, only the opening that can accommodate two people in and out is open. .
After Teacher Liu went to the guard room to register, someone came out to count the number of people. The registration is understandable, as for counting the number of people, this is definitely taking Joe! What do you think this is a great place or holy place, there will be people trying to get in?
The door is also a playground. There is a standard plastic track on the playground. On the front is the five-story main teaching building. Outside the corridor on the third floor, the school motto is symmetrically inlaid with "Unity and truthfulness, hard work and enterprising."
Around the main building, there are many buildings, and of course they are all buildings.
Tomorrow's stadium will be on the first floor. There is no one inside at this time, too. They are indeed late now. Those who are positive are expected to have seen it earlier.
They sat in the classroom and experienced it for a while. Everyone noticed that the desks and chairs in the classroom were all standard. They didn't think they were brought by the students themselves. They should be uniformly equipped by the school.
Teacher Liu didn't know if he had something to do or met acquaintances, so he allowed them to move freely on campus and gathered at the gate at 11 o'clock.
Everyone else wanted to go around, Feng Yiping didn't want to wander around under the big sun, so he sat on the steps in front of the building.
The girl from the first grade and Zhang Qiuling stepped on and jumped on the plastic track in front of them. They were still big kids after all.
Zhang Qiuling also made a squat start at the starting line on the runway, and the girl in the first grade jumped on the side and clapped her hands.
The two came back arm in arm with a smile, Zhang Qiuling asked Feng Yiping, "How about it? Standard!"
This is an indirect request, "Praise me, praise me!"
Of course, Feng Yiping wanted to make fun, and clapped his hands and said, "Standard, beautiful!"
"Hehe," Zhang Qiuling was touted by the two of them very happy, with a happy smile on her face.
At this time, there was a sneer on the top of the head, and then a very light but clear sentence floated down, "Essential!"
There are three of them underneath. Of course this is aimed at them. Zhang Qiuling felt stiff, and there was no smile on her face. She immediately turned her face with cream and looked up fiercely.
Right above them, behind the corridor on the second floor, there are three students. They don't know when they will come, but judging from their comfortable appearance, they should be students from the Experimental Middle School.
The girl in the middle is wearing a white dress, which is pretty good, and is held in the center by a man and a woman next to her. At this time, she and another girl licked the melon seeds in their hands delicately, with a smile on their faces, but their eyes looked away, not knowing whether it was a guilty conscience or disdain.
Only the boy who was next to him looked at them condescendingly, looking at them like a hillbilly, very high above him, with provocation and contempt in his eyes.
Zhang Qiuling was already trembling with anger.
Any girl, in front of outsiders, is said to be "Dong Shi", how can she be unhappy?
Besides, Zhang Qiuling was always cared for by teachers and classmates at school. She had good grades. She was quite self-confident and arrogant. At this time, she was humiliated face-to-face like never before. Her mind was blank. She clenched her fists and looked at it with fire. That boy.
Alas, what is all this? Maybe this game shouldn't come.
helped to scold him back. To be honest, Feng Yiping hadn't scolded anyone in years. Besides, it was really a shame to scold a teenage boy.
You can reason with him. Such a young man who has just opened his love and has a mind in front of his favorite girl, can he hear the reason?
But he is the only boy at this time, and he has to manage.
So he stood up and patted Zhang Qiuling on the shoulder, "Quiet your anger, there is nothing irritable, you have just been bitten by a dog, do you want to bite it back?"
The girl in the first grade wanted to laugh a little when she heard it, but looking at Zhang Qiuling's appearance, she held back.
Zhang Qiuling may be a little slow in her mind now, but she reacted after a while, and she said with a strong smile, "Yes, who cares about dogs!"
She knows too, what can I do otherwise? This is in someone else’s home court, looking for a teacher, and there is no third party present. This is not clear. The teachers must be protecting the students of their own school. In the end, they will definitely not stop it, and they can only take advantage of this verbal advantage.
The three people downstairs laughed, and it was the turn of the people upstairs to be embarrassed, and it was the turn of the middle two teenager to get annoyed. The two girls who were originally relaxed and smiling were also choked at this time.
The boy looked even more angry and wanted to go downstairs. The girl in the white skirt shook his head, and stretched out his hand and shook his hand gently. The middle two boy immediately seemed to have his bones crisp and full. He hummed disdainfully and walked to the other side after the two girls.
Maybe he was still a little unhappy before leaving. He brushed his hand on the porch. The melon seeds they had left on it were sprinkled down one after another. The three underneath thought they were gone, so they didn’t pay attention. They were caught off guard, one by one. Some hair fell on the shoulders.
is not a big deal in normal times, but at this time, the insult is too strong, and Feng Yiping can't bear it.
"Go," Just let these melon seeds shell on him, Feng Yiping took the two of them and walked to the other side of the corridor.
They walked in a hurry and arrived earlier than the three.
The two girls in front of them walked down and held hands, looking at them like this, they wanted to laugh, but under Feng Yiping's glaring gaze, they were still not funny.
The boy who followed him was taken aback for a moment. I was afraid that they would have followed him, but immediately smiled from the corners of his mouth.
Feng Yiping stepped forward to stop him, pointed at the heads of three people on his side, and said loudly to him, "Apologize!"
The two girls did not leave at this time, and they were standing beside them holding hands. The girl in the white skirt glanced at Yingying, the second boy. The boy who originally wanted to be hardened stayed for a while, and then said to the air in front~www.wuxiaspot .com~Sorry! "
Zhang Qiuling was still not satisfied. The first-year girl persuaded her to let her go.
They were about to clean up the melon seeds, and laughter came from behind, and the three couldn't help but laugh.
Feng Yiping is a little annoyed, think about it, forget it, don't worry, there are a lot of adults, they are just some naive children.
Then coming back and a word of English, the sound is not small, very clear, "sonofabitch," followed by another burst of happy smiles tenderly.
Your grandma is a claw! Feng Yiping couldn't bear it anymore. Even the Bible preached, "Someone slaps you on the right cheek, turn your left cheek to him," but even their pope said in an interview, "If you greet my mother, you must Be prepared to bear my fist on your face."
Our old saying goes, "There are no more than three things." We let him again and again, and he provokes him for the third time, and humiliates his parents. It's really uncle who can tolerate me and I can't bear it, so what's more polite.
Feng Yiping turned around and chased after him, and shouted, "Hi, classmate!"
The boy turned around triumphantly, pretending that there was nothing wrong, "What's the matter?"
Feng Yiping didn't speak, and went straight up to seal his collar. Before the boy could react, he punched him in the stomach. The boy had a terrible mouth. At this time, he bent down and squatted in pain. On the ground.
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