The school bully I raised is blackened

Luo Luo looked like he could chat privately, and leaned over to Qiao Beiran: "I heard that you are considering repeating a grade, do you want to come to our class?"

"What! Brother Ran, are you going to repeat a grade???"

"When did it happen? Your Majesty doesn't want children anymore?"

"Don't be so surprised!" Qiao Beiran glared at Feng Zhao and He Youyan, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Luo, in fact, my grades are just like that, and it doesn't matter whether I keep a grade or not... ..."

"That's useless. Since you want to be good, that's the beginning of success." Luo Luo was very optimistic about Qiao Beiran. He always felt that how to judge a student's quality should not be purely out of learning.Patting Qiao Beiran on the shoulder, he asked gently, "Would you like to have breakfast with the teacher later?"

"...Okay, thank you teacher."

"It's okay," Luo Luo smiled comfortably, and added, "Xiao Zhou is here too, and you can relax even more when you are good friends!"

Qiao Beiran: "..." Suddenly, really, not at all hungry! ! !

In the school cafeteria after the morning meeting, a group of soulless zombies rushed in, looting everything in the window like locusts.In general dormitories or group camps, there will always be a baggy person carrying a row of plastic bags, trying to squeeze his head out against all obstacles.

As soon as Qiao Beiran stepped into the cafeteria, he immediately saw two people who were out of place by the window.Yang Qinzhou was turning his back to the door at the moment, lowering his head and distributing the breakfast he just called on the table.The movements are smooth and flowing, and it looks like you are used to it.

While helping to divide the tableware, Luo Luo whispered something to Yang Qinzhou. He looked up and saw Qiao Beiran, and waved towards the door enthusiastically: "Student Qiao, this way!"

"Teacher Luo..." Qiao Beiran really didn't know how to deal with the over-enthusiastic teacher. He glanced at the empty seats on both sides, and after struggling for a long time, he bit the bullet and sat down on the empty seat next to Yang Qinzhou.

Just kidding, sitting with Luo Luo, can you still eat?You can't keep looking at Yang Qinzhou's ravaged face!

"Hey, classmate Xiao Qiao, don't be too polite! Xiaozhou bought these. As soon as he heard that you wanted to have dinner with us, he volunteered to treat us, saying that he wanted to thank you!"

Qiao Beiran glanced at Yang Qinzhou without replying.The breakfast on the table is really rich, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, finger cakes, soy milk porridge, spicy soup, and the small table for four people is packed to the brim.

"I have to go to the principal's office later. I heard from your Teacher Liu and Teacher Zhao from Class [-] about repeating grades. What do you think?" Luo Luo waited for Qiao Beiran to finish the selection. Grabbing pancakes and spicy soup, he took a sip of soy milk from a small bowl and asked.

"I don't want to repeat a grade. That's fine."

Luo Luo stopped his hand for stuffing the fried dough sticks, and asked thoughtfully, "Are you reluctant to part with your friends?"

Qiao Beiran didn't say a word, he bit down on the pancakes and pulled the corner of his mouth down.

"Actually, things can't be chosen this way," Luo Luo, "You are only now, and you will have a long life in the future. I heard from your teacher Liu...that your family really hopes that you can stay a level, You are now in the third year of high school, and you will take the college entrance examination tomorrow. I have seen your grades, "

Luo Luo paused as he said, "I don't mean anything else. You should have thought about it. With your current grades, it is difficult to find a school to accept you. Instead of thinking about staying for an extra year in the third year of high school tomorrow, it is better to choose to repeat the grade now. After all, the third year of high school is systematic. Reviewing past knowledge is optional for the college entrance examination. Your foundation is weak, and it will not be easy to absorb it if you impose this on you..."

"I don't plan to repeat my studies. I will go to work after graduation next year." Qiao Beiran interrupted Luo Luo's earnest words, and said with downcast eyes, "Also, my grandmother is the only one in my family, and she didn't ask me to repeat a grade."

"..." Luo Luo had heard something about Qiao Beiran, and knew that he and his mother were at odds.As a teacher and an adult, I should tell my children that "there is no wrong parent in the world", but looking at the two children sitting across from each other, some words are stuck in their throats and they cannot be uttered.

"Teacher, it's almost time for class. Aren't you going to the principal's office?" Yang Qinzhou conjured up a paper bag out of nowhere, put it on two fried dough sticks on the table, and handed it to Luo Luo, "Senior Qiao and I finished eating together." Just go to the teaching building."

"Hey, I almost forgot! Then I'll go first, you and classmate Xiao Qiao eat slowly, don't be late!"

After Luo Luo left in a hurry, Qiao Beiran and Yang Qinzhou ate in unison, neither of them spoke.In the noisy cafeteria, only this corner is as quiet as a chicken.

"I'm done eating," Yang Qinzhou put the bowl and chopsticks on the plate, leaned sideways on the table and looked at Qiao Beiran, "There are still 5 minutes, and the class bell is ringing."

"You go first, I didn't ask you to wait for me." Qiao Beiran rolled his eyes, let alone this spicy soup is delicious!It was out of stock every time I bought it.

Yang Qinzhou didn't speak, but stared at Qiao Beiran eating with a vague expression, until he was about to get hairy from staring at him, then lightly tapped the side of the table and said, "This table has eaten up my breakfast for a week."

"..." Qiao Mubi Beiran.

"Thank you, I don't want you to give money." Most of the injuries on Yang Qinzhou's face have healed, only the corners of his mouth are still a little bruised. Become mean: "Are you planning to dawdle like this?"

"It's none of your business!" Qiao Beiran finished with a cold face, stretched his right leg and leaned over to take out a paper bag, and threw it into Yang Qinzhou's dirty bowl without looking at it, "Go away, you don't need to change the money !"

"Did you earn one cent of the money here?" Yang Qinzhou tapped his iron wrist with chopsticks, and the porridge remaining on the inner wall trembled, soaking a roll of big bills half wet, "Maybe you are Do you think that if your mother can pay you to go to high school, she can also pay you to go to college?"

"My little girl," Qiao Beiran stood up abruptly, and pulled Yang Qinzhou's collar up, "Are you itchy? If you don't get hurt, you won't be strong!"

"I'm just talking about the facts. You can only be a child for a year or two." Yang Qinzhou struggled a few times and did not break free. Looking at the crowd gathered around him, he also lowered his face, "Do you think you are acting like a spoiled child? Stupid, how many years can your mother coax you?"

Qiao Beiran grabbed Yang Qinzhou and wanted to throw him to the ground, but he grabbed his arm and climbed up.

"Am I wrong? Do you think you can get attention if you insist on confronting them? Who cares about you except Lao Luo who guesses what you think? Your head teacher has already transferred your student status to Class [-], and you can still How many days will you stay in the third year of high school?"

"...I didn't sign it..." Qiao Beiran froze, "I didn't sign it, it doesn't count if anyone says it!"

"Your mother signed it." Yang Qinzhou pushed Qiao Beiran away, picked up the sticky banknotes from his iron wrist, and wrapped them in a napkin, "Lao Luo hopes that even if you repeat the grade, you can come to a relatively better environment. You Think it over.

Yang Qinzhou packed his things, turned around and walked towards the door, then thought about something, turned around and said, "If you are smarter, don't go to your head teacher. Anyway, he is not in the office now."

Qiao Beiran stared at Yang Qinzhou's back as he walked away, feeling the whispers coming from all directions, and yelled loudly, kicking the table and chairs: "What are you looking at? Grass"

After playing this evil fire, Qiao Beiran rushed straight into the school canteen.

"Boss, your phone is broken! Why can't I get through?" Qiao Beiran dialed the number several times, but all the signals were busy, and he turned around and yelled at the boss.

"Impossible!" The boss has long been used to the shock of a half-grown boy, and asked with a mouthful of porridge, "Are you making a long-distance call? You need to add '0' before the long-distance call, and the call fee is one yuan! "

"..." Qiao Beiran answered while pressing the number.After a short beep, a familiar yet unfamiliar greeting came from the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"..."

Qiao Beiran's nose was a little sour, and the roar that he had planned was shattered by the impact, but he injected a little grievance for no reason.Since the quarrel after the high school entrance examination, she hasn't even had a routine phone call once a month...

"Is it Beibei?" Zhao Yan said in a reproachful tone, "Shouldn't you be in class now? Why did you call me? How far do you want to go!"

"..."

"What do you mean by not talking? Let me tell you, I have already had a big fight with your uncle because of your repetition. Your brother is still young, so you can't understand anything. Don't let your mother be distracted anymore. Can't you?"

Qiao Beiran wanted to ask: Why did I repeat the grade?Why never take my wishes into account?Does it mean that as long as I follow your plan and go on, when I become an adult, the role of "mother" can be a perfect curtain call?

Unfortunately, he didn't.

Qiao Beiran just hung up the phone silently...

"Young man, aren't you in a good mood? Hehe..." The boss is a middle-aged man. When he laughed, his face was piled with flesh. He looked kind rather than ugly.

Qiao Beiran thought of the photos hanging on the wall of the main room at home. In his memory, his father was just like in the black and white photos, smiling as kindly as his father.

"Is there a conflict with the family? My son also invites me to eat guns and sticks every day, but my son can't beat me. I will send him to a closed school as soon as school starts." The boss looked at Qiao Bei proudly. Ran Yang's chin, "Hey, I heard that it's like squatting in a big prison over there. He should know it after three years of squatting. People, you always have to rely on yourself!"

Qiao Beiran said silently in his heart: I have always relied on myself!

But Yang Qinzhou's words in the cafeteria before made him shake - am I really acting like a baby and begging for more attention?

"...my mother made me repeat a grade..."

"Stay here, I think you are a thorn in the side. I met a good teacher Yuyu at school, hello, your family is also good." The boss leaned over to the phone, "If you stay an extra year, I can earn a student Money. A total of one minute and five seconds, counting as two minutes, two yuan."

"..." Qiao Beiran buttoned his pockets speechlessly, and took a long time to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, "That...can you do it with your face? I, Mr. Liu, bald class, Qiao Beiran!"

The author has something to say: Qiao Beiran: I bought the whole world by brushing my face!