Bamboo horse and green plum

Time always flies by, and school starts again in a blink of an eye, and life is always routine day after day. Throughout the winter vacation, I feel like I have done nothing, and I feel like I have done everything.

"Wei Wei, why do you look sick?" Song Yutong looked at Liu Xiwei at the front table and was concerned.

"Hey, don't mention it. The 139th place in the school caused me to go to training classes throughout the winter vacation. I feel like I'm going to die." Liu Xiwei wanted to cry but had no tears.

"No way, your family is so cruel? There are six to seven hundred students in the school, and 139 students are not bad. There is no problem in entering the high school of our school, and the requirements are so high?" Song Yutong couldn't understand the thoughts of the county parents. .

"What are you thinking? When I was a child, I was in the 23rd place in the school, and I was also forced by my family to make up lessons. Now it has become a three-digit number. My mother feels like crazy that my future is bleak. I can't do it anymore. Playing, even my drawing board was confiscated from me, I have a winter vacation, I have no drawing, if I have a picture, I will drown in the endless sea of ​​questions." Liu Xiwei said and lay down on the table.

"Be content, there are still people in charge, like I want to be in charge of me and no one, when you wander alone one day, you will know how happy you are now." Xiang Nan interjected.

"Young Master Xiang, you are a full man and don't know how hungry you are. I just want to do something I like to do in my free time. Drawing a picture doesn't affect anything. My mother thinks that I am tired of playing with things. Hey, why do I have a hobby? It's so difficult, it's almost being strangled, God, if you can sense it, please help me." Liu Xiwei clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Look at it, there is nothing difficult to overcome. Go home and talk to your aunt. I will give you one hour of drawing time a day. If you can't do it this year, you will follow us and study hard this year. Let Xiang Nan give you tutoring and tutoring. Before the exam Ten, Auntie will paint for you as soon as she’s happy.” Song Yutong packed her schoolbag and stood up, “Let’s go, the four of us are cleaning up today, and the cleaning area on the playground hasn’t been cleaned yet. Go and clean that area, Brother Jie will clean the classroom first." Then he dragged Liu Xiwei to get the broom.

The cleaning area of ​​the playground is divided into sections, one section for each class, and they happened to be next to the section of the first class. When they went to clean, someone from the first class had already cleaned it there. All of them were swept to their area, and they were able to see them all the time.

"Hey, why are you sweeping all the rubbish here? Don't you pick it up and throw it away?" Xiang Nan quickly ran over and grabbed the person who was still going to them to sweep the rubbish.

"The wind blows, and I didn't sweep it over. Don't pull me." The man pleaded guiltyly.

"The wind is blowing towards you, how could it be blowing towards us, you did it on purpose, seeing that no one in our class was there, and wanted to dispose of your garbage with ease, is there anyone as lazy as you? "Xiang Nan stood in front of him a little annoyed.

"Then let's say I did it on purpose. What's the matter? All the garbage has gone to your side. You can just deal with it. It's a waste of time." The man walked straight away without caring about Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan froze for three seconds, took a broom and swept all the garbage onto the opponent's clean area, and because of the wind blowing, the dust was flying all over the sky.

"Fuck/you/Mom." The other party looked at this scene, dropped the broom and ran over. When he was about to punch Xiang Nan in the face, Xiang Nan took the first step and punched him on the bridge of the nose. There was blood, and then the two wrestled together.Song Yutong and Liu Xiwei were both stunned. They had never seen such a scene before, and the other two classmates seemed to have never seen such a scene. The four of them were busy trying to fight, and then the security guards were attracted, teacher.

"Tell me, what's your reason?" The dean wiped the nosebleeds of the two people who were injured in the fight, "Has the bleeding stopped? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"No, I'm not that delicate." Xiang Nan stared viciously at the person opposite, and wanted to punch him twice.

"Mr. Cheng, this must be a misunderstanding. Let's understand the situation first and then report to you?" Song Qinghua glanced at Xiang Nan and said.

"What misunderstanding? It's obvious that my student was beaten by your student. You can tell by looking at the wound. I didn't say that you students don't study hard and fight over trivial things. What's your name? Let me let you know tomorrow. Come, your parents." Zhu Hui looked at Xiang Nan, obviously defending his students.

"Mr. Zhu, you can't tell nonsense with your eyes open. Xiang Nan has always been an obedient student, with excellent academic performance. Although he didn't enter your class, the results of this exam are obvious to all. He is fourth in the school. He is not good at all." It's easy to study, but you, who indiscriminately think it's his fault, what's the reason for that." Song Qinghua didn't show any weakness.

"Okay, you all shut up, I don't have time to settle these non-existent lawsuits for you, you two, go and write a self-criticism, and have a self-criticism at the school assembly on Monday, go out." The dean waved his hand, and it was over In this seemingly endless quarrel, Xiang Nan's nosebleed had stopped, and he returned to the classroom with his hands in his trouser pockets with an indifferent face.

"Brother Nan, you can do it. With such strong hands-on ability, you can beat the other party until they bleed with one punch." Song Yutong looked at Xiang Nan who came back with a happy face, "How is it? How did you deal with it? "

"It's nothing, it's called writing a self-criticism. I was used to fighting when I was a child, and I knew where to fight. Isn't it just a self-criticism? I'm also used to writing self-criticism. I really regret that I didn't punch that person again, and it made me die." It's gone." Xiang Nan looked regretful.

Xiang Nan finally became famous in the first battle and became a legendary school bully. In the class, he also changed from an unknown good student with excellent character and academics to the "Brother Nan" in everyone's mouth.

The school's weekly school meeting was held as scheduled. After the main leaders' speeches, there was a link that everyone didn't understand. The teacher said on the stage: Next, Yuan Jie from the first class of the first year and Xiang Nan from the second class of the first year are invited to come to the stage Do a review.Amidst the whispers in the audience, Xiang Nan put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked onto the stage with his head held high, and said to Yuan Jie who came up behind: You come first.

Yuan Jie walked to the microphone, nervously took out the self-criticism from his trouser pocket and began to read:

Dear teacher, dear students:

Hello everyone!I am Yuan Jie from Class 1 of the first grade of junior high school. I am doing a self-criticism here today. Looking at the sunny weather, I regret everything I did last week. I should not have swept the garbage into the cleaning area of ​​Class 2. I was sorry for the beautiful environment of the school and the careful cultivation of the teacher. At this moment, I realized my mistake. In the future In the days, I will double my studies, improve my ideological consciousness, and strive to win glory for the school.

Reviewer: Yuan Jie

After Yuan Jie finished reading nervously, he walked to the back and stood there. Xiang Nan took his hand out of his trouser pocket and glanced at Yuan Jie. He really wanted to fight again. He stood silently in front of the microphone and looked back at the stands The sitting teacher looked forward again at the classmates in front of him, took a deep breath, and started his performance of unscripted review.

Dear teachers and students present:

Hello everyone, my name is Xiang Nan, and I am a student in Class 2, Junior One. I originally wanted to restore the truth of the day, but the classmate in front of me has already said it, so I won’t say it. Yes, it’s all his fault, yes He swept the garbage into our cleaning area to cause this accident, I am not a person who can fight, he asked for it, he said at the time: I/fuck/you/mom, yes, I/fuck/ You/Mom.I just moved my hand.Now that he has realized his mistake, I will not pursue it. I also made a mistake and injured him. In the future, I will not beat my classmates unless it is absolutely necessary...

The students in the audience couldn't help laughing. Before Xiang Nan finished speaking, the host teacher held down the microphone and rushed to the side, "Today's meeting will end here. Disband."

The audience roared with laughter, and the teachers on the stage looked at Xiang Nan with ever-changing faces. Amidst the growing laughter, the school meeting ended.

"Brother Jie, were you surprised by my unscripted speech?" Xiang Nan stepped down from the stage and asked Lu Zhijie in a low voice.

"You call this a speech? It's obviously a review, okay? What a face." Lu Zhijie looked contemptuous.

"Xiang Nan, come to my office." Song Qinghua appeared at the right time and took Xiang Nan away. In the end, he didn't know what to do with Xiang Nan. To be honest, in the next five years in County No. [-] Middle School, he couldn't get rid of the aura imposed by the protagonist. Slowly, he began to become a familiar school grass in the junior high school.