For a moment, I was actually tired of playing with Xia Jian and Chen Hai like mentally retarded.

If they could roll out of front of me on their own, I wouldn't even want to look at them.

"Zhang Zhengyang, don't think that I don't know why the bus is helping you! Besides, now that the bus is in, you don't have a backstage! ”

Xia Jian was very rampant, and he spoke like a dog.

Ten years later, after beating Mao Yunqing's dog in the Da Cangyang restaurant, I no longer care about the gains and losses with the dog.

Today, however, I feel that there are some exceptions.

We were at the door of the classroom, and I saw a woman leading a teenager up under the school building.

That woman is the principal of the current No. 1 Middle School, and I also know the young people who follow her, and it was Yan Wenbin ten years later.

It turned out that he was reading a book. However, he was in the third year of high school.

The moment I saw Yan Wenbin, all the anger in my body was aroused.

Yan Wenbin, the man who killed my father ten years later, now I see him again.

All the hatred burned again. Although, at this time, Yan Wenbin did not do anything against me.

However, I didn't intend to let him go.

"Zhang Zhengyang, our enmity has to be recalculated!" Xia Jian also saw the principal coming.

"Xia Jian, if you get out of front of me now, I can act as if nothing has ever happened!"

The bloody rivers and lakes are not what I wanted to go back to 10 years ago in 08. However, from the moment I saw Yan Wenbin, I couldn't calm down.

Ten years ago, he did nothing, however, people are responsible for what happens in the future.

"Hehe......" Xia Jian sneered, he thought that this time he would eat me. He thought that after the bus went in, I had no backer.

I saw Yan Wenbin's mother, Yang Qinglan, come down from upstairs, and I remembered Yan Wenbin's classroom.

I turned around and walked into the classroom, directly ignoring Xia Jian's existence.

The nightmare ten years later began with the appearance of Yan Wenbin.

Someone in the back tapped me on the shoulder, and the moment I turned around, I was punched.

This punch made me not stand firm and hit Yang Mi's table!

At the moment, she is concentrating on writing.

I squirted at her desk, disrupting the rhythm of her homework and startling her at the same time.

Yang Mi panicked for three seconds before she spoke: "You, your nose is bleeding!" ”

This is the first time Yang Mi has spoken to me since we had a big fight.

I gently wiped the blood with my fingers, and then replied to Yang Mi: "Meaning! ”

I stood up and turned around. It was Xia Jian who did it, and I could see it clearly.

He dared to take the initiative to hit me! This is the first time since the bus appeared at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School.

"Shh I sucked a mouthful of blood. Smiled and shook his head, "Tonight, Democracy Square, if you kneel down and beg me!" I can leave one of your arms! ”

I took out my phone and dialed Tang Qiao's number:

"At ten o'clock tonight, in the square, I'll do something!"

"Good! Zhang Zhengyang, Lao Tzu is waiting for you, the bus is in, I see who else you are looking for! ”

At this time, Xia Jian returned to his previous high-flying appearance. Then, he came to Su Yan's face,

"Su Yan, you are still my Xia Jian's woman!"

"Xia Jian, what are you helping me do? Did you think it was a gift? Su Yan started to get angry, and then, she handed me a piece of paper to help me wipe my nosebleed.

I took the opportunity to hug Su Yan, "You are not a gift!" I told Su Yandao.

Su Yan looked at me, she was not afraid at all.

Ten years ago, in 08, I really liked Su Yan, and then I really liked Yang Mi. Later, I really liked Xingyue.

Every woman I have ever liked is sincere.

I never thought about who to toy with! So, in my bones, I am a dedicated man.

I wiped my blood away and walked straight to the classroom where Yan Wenbin was.

I stood in the doorway and looked inside.

I saw Yan Wenbin sitting in the third row.

"Who's that? Yan Wenbin, come out! I pointed at him.

Yan Wenbin looked around, stood up, and walked to the door of the classroom.

"You're looking for me?" At this moment, Yan Wenbin is polite and polite, with a green face, and he looks a little bit like the most popular little fresh meat in ten years.

"Yes!" I nodded, "My name is Zhang Zhengyang, you remember it." Because, in the future, I will make your life worse than death! ”

When Yan Wenbin heard this, he suddenly laughed, "Why is this?" He shrugged his shoulders and looked very innocent.

There is a kind of person called Sven scum.

This statement may be a simple explanation of Yan Wenbin's situation.

"There is no reason, or, no reason is needed!" With that, I'm ready to go.

"Do you know who you're talking to, this classmate?"

Later, a girl spoke, and when I turned around, she looked pretty good.

Long legs and long hair, melon seeds and a very white face.

"Oh? Who? ”

In the face of this girl's good looks, I decided to stop and listen to her.

"Yan Wenbin, but Principal Zhang's precious son, you'd better figure it out!" The girl seems to be deliberately stammering Yan Wenbin.

When Yan Wenbin heard this, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose intentionally or unintentionally, pretending to be light and indifferent.

"That's right!" Leaving this sentence, I left.

Mao Yunqing, Yan Wenbin, they finally got together.

When I returned to the hallway of the classroom, I saw the devil and the fat man, and the two of them looked melancholy, as if the sky was falling.

"Zhengyang, there's something I want to tell you!" The devil said mysteriously.

"Hmm!"

"Something isn't quite right, there are more than twenty of our brothers, and now at least half of them are going to quit!" The devil said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man continued: "Xia Jian has gathered more than forty people, and I heard that Lu Zhengfeng is with them!" ”

"Hmmm! That's great! I replied.

The fat man looked at me with a confused expression: "Okay? He touched his head, "Where's the matter?" ”

I told him to find out at night.

Today is Friday, and the last class in the afternoon is Mao Yunqing's class meeting.

He was talking nonsense, and at the end, he suddenly looked at me, "A rat poop destroys a pot of soup!" Some people want to be rat poop in my class, and I will never allow it! ”

Hearing this, I smiled faintly.

Mao Yunqing suddenly called my name, "Zhang Zhengyang, do you want to express anything?" Do you want to show that you are the rat poop? ”

"Hehe......" I smiled coldly, not ready to speak. However, Mao Yunqing looked unrelenting.

"Zhang Zhengyang, what do you mean by this expression? Are you still proud? Mao Yunqing asked rhetorically.

"What can my expression mean? Teacher Mao, will you go too far? I replied.

"Excessive? Am I excessive? Mao Yunqing sneered, "However, think about it!" Your dad drives a truck, your mom is a sick person, you really don't have anything to be proud of! ”

Mao Yunqing's words were said at the class meeting, in front of the whole class.

The class fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at me.

If it had been 10 years ago, I would have been so ashamed that I would have wanted to find a place to get in. However, now it is different, having lived an extra ten years, my heart is far greater than that of all those present.

"Teacher Mao, I'll apologize to you for three seconds!" I stood up, and at this second I decided to hit Mao Yunqing again in front of the whole class.

"Apologize? Hehe......" Mao Yunqing stared at me with a pair of mouse eyes, and then made an innocent expression: "Did I say something wrong?" I can apologize if I'm wrong, didn't your father drive a truck? Isn't your mother a sick person? Oh, it seems like it's really wrong, because your father's van has been sold oops...... That's your family's eating tool, how can you still open the pot now? ”

"You said that you, your grades are not good, your family is not good, aren't you a rat here?" Mao Yunqing became more and more energetic the more he spoke.

"Alas......" I listened to him quietly, and then let out a long sigh, "what is the society like now?" Why can a scoundrel stand in a classroom and be a teacher? ”

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