expired brother

Chaoyang City in April was cloudy and rainy, and the rain was sparse for five or six days. The old camphor trees on the campus were washed and turned black.

Zhang Xinghang followed behind the director of teaching affairs holding an umbrella. The director was a short, fat, middle-aged Beta who was estimated to retire in two years.Zhang Xinghang was taller than the other party, and the water flowed onto his shoulders from the slanted edge of the umbrella. The rainwater spread quickly after hitting the pure cotton sweater, and flowers bloomed on his chest and back.

He glanced at it, but said nothing.

The director took him to take a shortcut from the persimmon grove in the middle of the flower bed to the teaching administration building from the school gate. The door was a glass door with mottled yellow paint on the door frame.

The Dean of Academic Affairs entered the door and turned around to put away the umbrella, and shook the water drops in front of the door. Looking back, he saw that Zhang Xinghang's upper body was half wet, and smiled a little embarrassedly. "Be patient, I'll take you through the admission procedures. There are extra school uniforms in the activity center, and I'll find you a change."

Children in the third year of high school are growing taller like bamboo shoots after rain, their bones are stretched out, their appearance and body are between juvenile and adult years, which is a stage where touch is mature and childish.Especially Alpha, the muscular lines and bones all over his body are particularly obvious.There is no doubt that the child in front of him has a skin that all Alphas at this age envy.

Zhang Xinghang's skin is white and his lips are light in color, and his eyebrows and eyes are getting darker. If he hadn't been smiling all the time, his face would have been very sharp. He replied in a regular manner like the template: "It's okay, the business is important."

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The old building has been in disrepair for a long time, and there is a damp and cold air everywhere. The window screens are rusted to black and are barely hanging. There is an unpleasant musty smell in the air.He followed the director up the concrete stairs with incomplete corners, and his knuckle fingers touched the dusty handrail, leaving a clear handprint. "This school has been around for many years."

"Yes." The director of academic affairs walked in front, feeling the sorrow of the veteran's twilight in his emotion. "A century-old school."

Chaoyang No. 3 Middle School was the city's double champion in arts and science in its most glorious time, and the chief justice's son all studied here.However, as the economy moved southward, development zones followed one after another, big data teaching emerged one after another, [-]D classrooms, robot technology, and high technology impacted No. [-] Middle School, which could not keep up with the times. It was located in the old city, surrounded by extremely low-efficiency Vendor shops have been stuck in this small corner for decades. There are no projects that can be sold, and corporate investment cannot be introduced. The hardware technology cannot keep up. Coupled with the promulgation of the regional enrollment policy, the source of students is directly transferred from the villages in the city. It is much worse than other schools. Without the enrollment rate, all resources cannot be turned to it.This old school is destined to be eliminated by the times along with the surrounding unfinished buildings that are about to be demolished.

Zhang Xinghang cast his eyes along the dilapidated screen window on the staircase wall, the rainwater flowed in a straight line along the eaves in front of the window, and the few persimmon trees in the flower bed farther away seemed to be resigned to their fate in the washing, but they still couldn’t conceal the aging and dying.In an old school that has been around for hundreds of years, there is not a single young teacher on the list of demeanor at the gate. He looked at the dean with white temples in front of him, and the rotten breath slipped into his lungs along with his breath, where it took root and eroded him little by little. .

He knew that he was once again abandoned by everyone and became useless garbage. He would sink into the mud and rot in the sewer with this school.

Ruan Fangyu stood by the open window for a long time, and the back of her neck was cold from the cold.The autumn cold is the hardest to bear, the damp and cold hit from all directions, like a sticky knife, burrowing into the bone along the skin and cutting down layer by layer.During the fight just now, his school uniform trousers were torn by someone obscenely, from the waist along the side trousers seam to the ankle.He squeezed it with his hands, thinking that he was wearing long johns inside, otherwise it would be much cheaper for his grandson.

Han Fei stood with him, his short and fat body squeezed next to the tall Ruan Fangyu, there was a sense of strong visual contrast.He looked resentfully at the corner of Ruan Fangyu's bruised lips. The other party had just finished the fight and was full of anxiety and blood. He held back for a long time before he dared to hesitate. "Brother Ruan, thank you."

The squad leader of the fourth class is a well-connected household, and he is notoriously unreasonable.When Han Fei was fetching hot water at noon, the faucet stopped working. He accidentally wet the 3000 yuan stall coat he was wearing, and was dragged into the toilet by the other party to pour dirty water.Fortunately, Ruan Fangyu rushed over and dragged him out of the bedpan abruptly.

"It's okay." Ruan Fangyu raised her head, the corners of her eyes were bloodshot from being punched, she parted the corners of her lips and gave the little fat man a quick smile, the hostility dissipated just like that. "I've been wanting to pack the goods from the fourth class for a long time, and I happened to bump into it today."

"Your flying kick is so cool!" Han Fei couldn't hide his excitement when he remembered the battle just now. "Flying kicks and sweeps, just lay down two! One hit five, fierce!"

"It's nothing." Ruan Fangyu didn't show any modesty, and quickly raised her hand to gesture. "I still have a trick of tiger's heart. I didn't have a chance to use it just now. Next time, when those donkeys in class four cause trouble again, I will let them know what it means to have a mouth to drink water and no penis to pee."

"Brother Ruan, you don't look like a Beta, but a high-quality Alpha." Among all genders, Alpha has the strongest overall quality.A high-quality Alpha will have an absolute advantage in any kind of struggle.

"What high-quality and low-quality." Ruan Fangyu stood still, took out a tissue and patted it on Han Fei's head at a high altitude, and wiped the top of Han Fei's head that was stained with urine. "As long as you are not afraid of death, no one will dare to bully you."

Footsteps could be heard at the end of the corridor, Ruan Fang Yuma collected the tissues and stood silently.Han Fei squinted sideways, like a horse boy who was found insulting his own territory in a Hong Kong movie. "Hey, brother, you have a fresh face."

Ruan Fangyu pinched the seam of her trousers and turned her head, meeting those eyes with narrow corners.

"It's you Ruan Fangyu again." The dean unscrewed the rusty door lock with one hand, and let Zhang Xinghang in first. Knowing that now is not the time to criticize, he stretched out his fingers to anger him indisputably. "You wait for me, I'll clean you up when you're done!"

The old mahogany door of the teaching office is closed in front of your eyes, blocking your sight from the noise inside.The moment the door was closed, Ruan Fangyu saw the man turn his head and glanced at him through the crack of the door. He was standing with Han Fei, but he could be sure that the gentle, sugar-coated eyes that looked like poisonous thorns were aimed at him. , Ruan Fangyu was stunned.

"Brother Ruan?" Seeing his hysteria, Han Fei thought he was intimidated by the director's two threats, but he didn't think so.Ruan Fangyu, a tough guy, is a school bully and a school bully. No matter how fierce the fight is, she is still the number one in the city.He elbowed the crutch again. "Brother Ruan? What's wrong with you? Seeing someone more handsome than you makes you sour?"

Ruan Fangyu patted him on the back of the head. "How come, who am I? Chaoyang, you Ruan Lang." The scar on the back of his neck was aching from the look just now, the corners of his eyes were slightly pressed, and he said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen him before."

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