In mid-August, the heat in midsummer is far from fading.

In the teaching building, Fandu was carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder and looking out the window boredly. His father's assistant was telling the middle-aged class teacher that he was bald, as if he was not here to go to school, but the prince went out of the palace to go to Jiangnan, making him very irritable.

He touched his pocket, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and while the two people there were not paying attention, he slipped out and found a secluded place.

This is a corner of the wall. Perhaps because there is no surveillance camera, many teenagers who share the same understanding with Fandu gather here to share the spoils, and a box of cigarettes was divided up completely.

Fandu didn't want to run into someone, so he walked through the long corridor to the bathroom at the end, closed the small door of the compartment, took out the lighter and lighted the cigarette.

A cigarette was just half burning. Before the ashes fell, a messy footsteps suddenly came from outside, followed by a loud noise. A man flew in horizontally, hitting the door panel of the compartment behind his back, and with a "bang", it directly shocked the ashes in Fandu's hand.

One person stood at the door, still holding the action of kicking someone. He was wearing the school uniform of No. 7 Middle School, tall and big, with knotty muscles, and a pair of nail shoes on his feet, it was obvious that he was a sports student.

Through the crack in the door, Fandu saw that the student was wearing a steel neck guard on the back of his neck, which was a differentiated alpha.

Fandu touched the steel neck guard on the back of his neck and did not speak.

The one who fell to the ground was a thin boy, who was timid and could not get up after lying on the ground for a long time.

The sports student squatted down and reached out to pat his face, "Brothers are smoking, did you report it to the director?"

The weak boy was extremely afraid and said something unscrupulously, "No...No."

The sports student took a corner of his mouth, "Don't you tell the truth?"

The weak boy's lips were trembling up and down, "No, it's not me..."

The sports student kicked the weak boy hard in the heart and kicked him out. The weak boy hit the back of his head on the urinal in the toilet, lying on the ground and retching violently.

Fandu frowned. Just as he was about to push the door out, the bathroom door was suddenly kicked open, and a loud bang, shaking off a thick layer of wall dust.

When he walked in alone, his footsteps were almost inaudible. His blue and white school uniform was wearing open arms, and he shaved only a layer of green stubble on his scalp. His eyes were falling and his mouth was filled with a piece of smoke.

Fandu's pupils shrank slightly, and unexpectedly, this person looked very beautiful.

Zhou Zheng, who is not the kind of thick eyebrows and big eyes in traditional aesthetics, has a deep and evil character, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, and the tail of his eyes is like a stroke that is spreading when the ink brush is about to end. It is decorated with a small cinnabar mole. He bites cigarettes in his mouth, looking a bit unruly.

The weak boy couldn't speak, "Thank you... Thank you..."

Fandu suspected that he wanted to say thank you for coming, and he wanted to say he would like to welcome you next time.

As a result, the brother said that he was extremely cruel. He suddenly slapped him and pressed the athlete's head on the door panel, with a loud bang.

The sports student was stammering his neck, because his hair was pulled into his hand, and blue veins rose from the neck, and anger sound came from the depths of his throat, "Brother Xie...Brother Xie, don't..."

The boss gave the weak boy a look, "Why don't you get out of here?"

The weak boy then realized and rolled and crawled away from the scene.

The boss didn't seem to have so much patience, and suddenly he grabbed the hair of the sports student and hit the door panel. The old ash on it fell down over the years.

At this time, a howling sounded outside the bathroom, "Thank you! What are you doing!"

Fandu thought to himself that his name was Xie Gu.

The sports student struggled to run out from Xie Gu's hands, burst into tears, "Director! Director, save me!"

A middle-aged bald man, who was fat and had a slug in his hand, broke into the bathroom and pointed at Xie Gu, "Xie Gu! You dare to hit someone blatantly in school?!"

Xie Gu bounced the dust on his body and didn't take the director seriously at all.

The sports student accused, "Director, thank him...he robs money!"

Xie Gu bit his teeth to death, a blue vein popped out from the corner of his forehead, and a fierce look flew out, "You can try talking nonsense!"

The sports student shrank for a moment, then he cried as he pulled the director, "Director, please be the master!"

The director's blood pressure increased, "Thank you!"

He grabbed Xie Gu's collar and was about to take him away. Fan Du was hesitating whether to go out to tell the truth, but the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

The director's eyes suddenly flew towards the toilet compartment, "Who? Come out!"

Fandu raised his hands and walked out of the toilet compartment.

The director was so angry that he laughed, "Okay, there is still one hidden, let's go together!"

Before Fandu could explain, he was packed into the academic office with a group of Qiuqiudandans.

"If you don't study hard and don't listen to class, you'll run here to fight?" The director slapped the table, spitting out stars, "Are you full and full? Are you?"

The people in the Academic Affairs Office dragged their voices, "Yes-"

"Do you understand the code of conduct for middle school students? Can you memorize it?"

"Won't--"
Chapter completed!