School grass is reborn to save me

As far as Cen Qinghui and Zhong Chun are concerned, there is really no essential enmity.

The two had neither fought nor snatched girlfriends, and even in terms of grades... Cen Qinghui belongs to the "mainstay", while Zhong Chun is stable in the top five in the class and the top [-] in the grade.It stands to reason that the two of them don't have much to do with each other, the problem lies with Zhong Chun's father, Zhong Xiao, and Cen Qinghui's mother, Jiao Ting.

Zhong Xiao competed with Jiao Ting for the appointment of the director of the emergency department of the hospital three years ago, and it happened that someone reported that the data in Zhong Xiao's thesis was falsified, which caused him to lose the competition.Although Zhong Xiao didn't get any punishment at that time, he just felt that Jiao Ting was responsible for all of this, and he never thought that flies would not bite seamless eggs.

Zhong Xiao didn't stop talking badly about Jiao Ting at home, and even brought his son Zhong Chun into an enemy with Cen Qing at school.

The morning reading bell rang. It was supposed to be the representative of the Chinese class organizing everyone to review and recite classical Chinese, but unexpectedly, the head teacher, Old Wei, walked in.

His expression was a little serious, which made the whole class nervous.

"Take 5 minutes of everyone's time to say something. Just last night, an unlicensed Internet cafe in the back alley of Caizhu Street was taken down."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghui's heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked at Chen Shuo, Mu Ning, and Zhai Ling who recommended the Internet cafe to them.

Chen Shuo made a secret expression, Mu Ning swallowed, and Zhai Ling shook his head towards them, meaning to keep it secret.

"This Internet cafe was refitted from a warehouse, and it didn't meet the most basic fire protection requirements at all. There was no fire escape. It kept an electromagnetic small door outside its iron door, which was used for employees to enter and exit when it was used as a warehouse. Suddenly, there was a power outage that day. , [-] to [-] people were trapped in the Internet cafe, and some people were smoking inside. The cigarette butts burned the plastic bag, and the smell was very pungent, which caused a huge panic. Fortunately, the police arrived in time, otherwise there would be a very serious incident A stampede and a fight."

Cen Qingyun's fingertips trembled.

The scene from last night came to mind again.He really didn't want to experience that flustered feeling a second time.

"Among the trapped people, two are from Yucai Middle School, three are from the No. Life is lost in it. Just for playing games, is it worth it?"

Old Wei's eyes swept over everyone present very seriously.

Cen Qinghui's heart beat like a drum, he hadn't felt so guilty for a long time.Not far away, Chen Shuo and Mu Ning lowered their heads, not daring to look at Wei Wei at all.

"Not only that, when the police arrived, they also caught four idle youths in the alley of the Internet cafe! They squatted there to guard the students who went in and out of the Internet cafe. These unscrupulous youths knew that the students would not dare to call the police even if they lost money! Inside There are three bluffing people with telescopic knives used in magic tricks, but the one with the real one is the one with the real knife. Think about it again, how loud you are when you come out of the Internet cafe at nine or ten o’clock and meet the robbers in the alley. Can people outside hear it? Will someone in the Internet cafe come out to take care of it? If you are stabbed and the blood is flowing like a river, there is no one to call an ambulance."

When Lao Wei mentioned the matter of the Internet cafe, Cen Qinghui was more or less prepared.After all, the police were called out last night, and there were so many students in the Internet cafe.The police station may inform each school to strengthen the management of students, popularize safety knowledge, and avoid similar cases.

But what happened to those four socially idle youths?

Is it the people I dreamed about?

Cen Qinghui, Chen Shuo and the others clearly escaped through the toilet window and went to the other side of the alley, but they didn't bump into the four gangsters!

The place where I was stabbed in the dream hurt again.

Cen Qinghui tightly covered her under the desk.

It was a dream, definitely a dream.Shu Yang also checked it for him, and there was no wound at all.

Cen Qinghui calmed down his emotions little by little, telling himself that this dream was not outrageous, but subconsciously he felt that the dark alley was dangerous, and similar plots were often played out in TV and movies. Aren't the parents of "Batman" killed by robbers in the alley after watching the opera?

This dream was just a coincidence, reflecting the fear deep in his heart.

The early Chinese reading has already started, and the voice of Qi Shushua is reciting the text in my ears.

"Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves—why not scream and walk slowly—"

In the sound of reciting "Ding Fengbo", Cen Qinghui turned his head and looked into the corner.

With his back to everyone, Shu Yang was sleeping on his stomach.

His back sleeping peacefully made Cen Qingyun gradually calm down.

The Internet cafe turmoil passed like this.

It's a big deal that Cen Qinghui didn't write a single word in yesterday's homework.Burst Bear looked at his blank practice paper and spit fire on the spot, and Mr. Lu Xun was moved out.

"Cen Qinghui, you have become a human being and want to ascend to immortality, and you want to go to heaven while sitting on the ground! What else are you afraid to do! Before school is over today, you have to conduct a self-criticism in front of the whole class! No three Thousand words don't stop!"

Zhong Chun was full of anticipation for this, when the old bear left the classroom, Zhong Chun made a provocative look at Cen Qinghui.

Cen Qinghui sneered, and when it comes to who is better at making up the number of words in the review, he, Cen Qinghui, is definitely the strongest on the mainland.

Guaranteed sincerity, three thousand words are not bad.

During the lunch break, the large group in the class became active.

Squad leader: [Consider that a summer vacation has passed, and many students' bodies have changed.After going home tonight, everyone will measure their height and three-dimensional, compare the size in this table, and send it to me. 】

【receive! 】

【receive! 】

Cen Qingxuan glanced at the group chat, checked the list of group members, and private messaged the class monitor.

[Squad leader, why is there no Shu Yang in the group? 】

The squad leader sent a voice: [Actually, I wanted to ask Shu Yang for his cell phone number yesterday, but every time I saw him, he was sleeping, so I was embarrassed to wake him up.I don't know...whether he is willing to join the group.So I wanted to wait until I got a little more familiar with him before asking him.After a while, I will also write a note to put the school uniform on his desk. 】

Cen Qinghui looked back at the corner of her eyes, everyone was joking and chatting, but Shu Yang lay on the table without any sense of presence, as if he had no interest in anything.

But last night, Shu Yang really didn't look like such a cold person.

Cen Qinghui sent a message to the monitor: [You can also try asking him for his mobile phone number on the note. 】

Monitor: [Yes, it would be best if he is willing to write to me. 】

Chen Shuo and Mu Ning were chatting about the new game "The Ring of Anubis", arguing about the skills of mages and wizards. Chen Shuo stepped back and bumped into Shu Yang.

There was a sharp sound as the table rubbed against the ground.

Everyone looked over, because Chen Shuo was basically on top of Shu Yang.

"Yes... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Chen Shuo was a little nervous.

Since Shu Yang came, the air in this corner of their class was several degrees lower than other places.

Shu Yang didn't look at Chen Shuo, just pulled the table back and continued to sleep.

Chen Shuo exhaled, and whispered to Mu Ning, "God, I was scared to death, I thought he would hit me."

Cen Qinghui walked over, pinched the back of Chen Shuo's neck and pushed him back to his seat, "Don't talk nonsense, he won't hit people."

"You know? Didn't you see how gloomy he is every day?" Chen Shuo whispered.

"Shut up."

"Think about yourself. Don't forget the self-criticism that Puffy Bear asked you to write. If I were you, I'd sing him an empty city trick as soon as school was over."

Cen Qinghui glanced at Shu Yang's direction, and leaned back indifferently, "Forget it. You can escape the first day of the junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth day."

When it was time to leave school, Lao Xiong came to the classroom with his hands behind his back, and the students who were packing their schoolbags unanimously put down what they were doing.

Chen Shuo winked at Cen Qingyun, which meant "if you tell you to run away, don't you run away, the whole class review is waiting for you".

Old Xiong said sullenly, "Student Cen Qinghui, you can start your self-criticism."

Cen Qinghui stood on the podium with a piece of paper torn from his homework book.

Some of the girls pursed their lips and smiled, and some looked at each other. After all, Cen Qinghui, who had changed into someone's junior high school uniform, was really handsome with a windy walk.

He cleared his throat and began to read.

"Respected Mr. Xiong and all the students, I write this review with a heavy heart and guilt, because I did not complete yesterday's homework. These homework are the representative questions of the college entrance examination carefully selected by the teachers. , They are classics, frameworks, opponents, and enemies that I must conquer. But I became a deserter in front of the enemy.”

Old Xiong nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the classroom, and there was a complete silence.

"On the most suitable night for homework when the autumn wind hit yesterday, I unfortunately bent my house key and couldn't enter the house. But my father started a business thousands of miles away, just like Dayu's flood control. Enter! My mother was fighting in the 24-hour frontline of the emergency department, and the blood of the patients stained her white shirt. I couldn’t find them to get the key, so I wandered in the courtyard of the community, thinking about my future direction by the way.”

Chen Shuo lowered his head and suppressed a smile, thinking that unless the earth turned upside down, would Cen Qinghui know what the future would be?

"I am worried about my progress due to injury. Time waits for no one. My classmates have gone far away, but I am still standing still. My heart is full of anxiety, and my mind is full of thoughts. Anxiety, troubles flow in the body but there is no outlet, this disjointed panic made countless nights of tossing and turning after school started."

Mu Ning pursed his lips. They went to play games together last night. If it wasn't for the power outage accident, Cen Qinghui would have been able to fall asleep in the Internet cafe until dawn.

The word "anxiety" does not belong to Cen Qinghui.

Only Zhong Chun broke the stage angrily, "It's only been a few days since school started, where did the countless nights come from?"

Cen Qinghui said: "This is called an exaggerated rhetorical technique. Hey, no wonder you are not bad at mathematics, physics and chemistry, but Chinese composition is always so dry that you can't get high marks!"

After listening to Cen Qingxuan's anxious heart and her little face that was about to shed tears, several female students were aroused in their motherly love.They looked at Zhong Chun with condemning eyes, probably expressing "Why is Zhong Chun so unsympathetic", "Cen Qinghui is already very sad, Zhong Chun still has to pick words".

The old bear coughed: "Continue!"

Cen Qinghui licked her lips, and continued to read: "I wandered for an unknown period of time, and suddenly realized that there was no one around me. The night was dark, the shadows of trees covered the moon in the sky, and the street lamps flickered twice, and everything went dark. It blew past my ears, as if someone was calling for help."

ah?Why did this style of painting suddenly change?What about the previous Pain of Youth literature?