Beyond The Outline

After Shao Zhan said this sentence, the discussion in the class stopped abruptly.

The classroom is as silent as death.

After the students in Class 7 knew the classification table, they quickly established a class group, and there is no teacher kind for the time being.The original intention of establishing the group was to have a place where you could cry with your comrades, look ahead to your devilish sophomore life, and encourage each other to live strong by the way.

Except that the teacher and school boss are not in the group, Xueshen is also not there.The fact that Xueshen is not in the group is entirely out of admiration for idols, I am sorry to add friends, not to mention that Shao Zhan has asked for leave, and some people who have been in the same class with Shao Zhan in high school said he does not watch the class group.

Unexpectedly, it would give them a chance to talk about gossip.

In this strange silence, someone in the class group took the lead to speak.

[Classmate A]: Wow.

[Classmate B]: Well, what's the situation with them?Doesn't it seem right?

[Classmate C]: I have a piece of news that is not fidelity. It is said that the school bully was arrested over the wall by Xueshen.

[Classmate A]: Wonderful, where did you come from?

[Classmate C]: Su Guan is the second uncle of one of my classmate’s cousins. I heard from him. Although the relationship is a bit distant, the credibility should still be there.

[Classmate D]: Isn’t the school bully and Xueshen making the knot? You deserve to be Xueshen. Even the school bullies dare to move. Does the warrior know?@

[Li Mingyong]: ...I don't know.

[Classmate D]: I dare not look back. Warriors will give an announcement. What is the reaction of the school bully now?

[Li Mingyong]:......I dare not look.

[Classmate D]: Be brave!Is it a man?

Li Mingyong responded after ten seconds: the reaction...it looks...a bit dangerous.

The mash that had just been crushed into pieces in Xu Sheng's mouth melted, and the taste was so terrible that he rushed up, making him stunned.

The first thought after stunned was: Are you, him, mom, sick?

Only Shao Zhan seemed to be okay. He threw the plastic rod into the trash can behind him, opened his seat and sat down with Xu Sheng across the aisle that said it was not wide or narrow.

"Why is it so quiet today?" The math teacher walked in with a triangular ruler, thinking that she would be a mess in the class a few minutes late, "I did a good job, and I will give you Lao Meng a key compliment."

The mathematics teacher is young, less than 30 years old, short hair, vigorous and vigorous. She put down the triangle ruler, picked a piece of chalk from the chalk box, broke it with one hand, and said: "Today’s second lesson, I have previewed it in advance. Come on, have the remaining questions been completed yet."

Everyone turned the book one after another, and there was only a sound of turning over the book.

Xu Sheng exhausted all the qualities and rationality he had in his life, so he didn't rush to ask you if you were sick.

He had planned to make up the sleep in class, but he was not sleepy at the moment, opened the book, followed the teacher and listened to her two formulas.

It's another matter if you don't understand.

Xu Sheng finally slowed down. Halfway through the class, the news from Zhang Feng burned away his remaining sanity.

Zhang Feng: I heard that Xueshen snatched your lollipop?

Xu Sheng:...

Zhang Feng is eager to eat melons: Is it true? The news that just passed down from Class 4, why did he steal your candy?

This kind of rumors spread from ten to ten, but after that, the whole taste changed. From the time when Xiao Ming's grandfather lived a hundred years old, it was passed down to Xiao Ming without a grandfather.

Xu Sheng: You are all boring.

Xu Sheng: I didn't grab sugar.

Xu Sheng: He

Before Xu Sheng's sentence "He is a crazy" was not finished, the edge of the table was knocked.

"Mobile phone," Shao Zhan said, "I received it."

Shao Zhan didn't even turn his head when he said this. He just reached out and tapped the edge of his desk twice with a pen between the lectures. The aisles between the first and second groups of the classroom could not be separated, but the distance between them was one arm.

Xu Sheng was taken aback for a moment and then laughed angrily.

He licked his back teeth, threw the phone directly into the belly of the table with a "bang".

He felt that if he had to bear it any longer, he could really get sick.

When Xu Shengzhen was angry, he used to have a smile on his face, just like the time when he threatened people outside the Internet cafe. At first glance, he thought he was quite calm: "What do you mean?"

Li Mingyong dragged his chair to the side.

Shao Zhan hooked up his pen to outline the key points of the formula on the page. In fact, he didn't bother to care about the man who eats sweets and plays with the mobile phone. Due to several hints from the head teacher in the office, he barely squeezed a little patience and said: Small talk is forbidden during class time."

Xu Sheng: "It's up to you whether I talk or not?"

"If you don't understand the four words forbidden to gossip, I'll try another way." Shao Zhan spit out two words instead, "Shut up."

"..."

The front desk also began to drag chairs.

Xu Sheng didn't back down. He leaned back, leaned back in his chair and said, "I only speak once, leave me alone."

The temperature dropped sharply and the atmosphere became more and more subtle.

"I only said it once, if I want to talk," Shao Zhan raised his head, he let go of his hand, the pen fell, the front of the conversation followed, and he said coldly, "Come up to three thousand five hundred words after the chat."

"..." Xu Sheng was speechless.

"Are you still talking?" Shao Zhan asked.

"If you don't talk, turn your head back and listen to the class."

Xu Sheng was arrogant and arrogant in Linjiang Sixth Middle School, and for the first time he hit his head and broke the blood.

He really hadn't seen such a person who was not afraid of him, and had a posture of "whether you accept it or not, you have to give it to me".

The rumors intensified. The rumors that Xueshen and the school tyrants were not dealing with it spread from Class 7 along the corridor to Class 1. In the end, not only the second-year group was shocked, but the whole high school was boiling.

Shao Zhan’s "famous" is different from Xu Sheng.

Starting from the high school entrance examination score, let alone the whole year, almost the entire school knows that a schoolmaster has come to the sixth middle school. This schoolmaster is so handsome that he is a little stranger.

Student No.1, regardless of whether it has been ranked first in the quiz test, the resident guests in the first examination room, the more big-character posters at the school gate, are all awards.

In short, it is really difficult to connect two people together.

Playing with mobile phones, passing papers, sleeping, eating, and reading comics are all past tense for Xu Sheng. The school rules have been inexplicably memorized, which caused Zhang Feng to send a message to ask if he would go to an Internet cafe at night, and he almost went back. : It is strictly forbidden to go out after school.

When Xu Sheng returned the message, the school bell had already rang. He unplugged the power bank and got up and went back.

The last class was adjusted from the previous one, and it was still biology, just like yesterday.

The biology teacher arranged the homework on the stage and compared the checked homework with the class representative. With a glance, he caught a glimpse of Xu Sheng walking outside.

She had just touched a nail on Xu Sheng yesterday, mixed with new hatred and old hatred. The first time she saw such an unruly student, she was determined to tidy up, and said solemnly, "Xu Sheng, come out."

The biology teacher stepped on high heels over a few rows of empty tables and chairs and walked out, leading him to a place at the end of the corridor where no one was passing by: "The homework is not handed in?"

Xu Sheng looked for a railing nearby and leaned on, and said, "No."

There was a crowd in the nearby classes, and the biology teacher was so angry that he said, "If you can't write, just listen to the class! Just say one thing, no?"

Xu Sheng's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and it didn't hurt to hear this kind of conversation too much.

You can even think about looking at the mural on the wall in the corridor. There is a portrait of a character in a gray-brown photo frame. Below is an inspirational quote.

He was called back by the biology teacher "What do you want to do in the future?"

The biology teacher spoke sharply, she raised her voice, and pierced straight like a needle: "What is the difference between you and those who eat and wait to die-there are no thoughts in your mind, no favorites, I don’t know what I’m going to do in the future.

This wave of people after school finally ended, and the corridors were empty, with few people.

Xu Sheng, who has always been eloquent and unbeaten in the battle against his teacher, rarely replied for a long time.

-Boss, how about you?

-I have played three rounds of the game. Didn't you say that I saw you in the same place?

-You can't come yet.

Zhang Feng waited in the Internet cafe, and finally grabbed the phone and wrote the last sentence: If you don't come again, my mother will urge me to go home for dinner!

When Xu Sheng recovered and found out where he was, he had already got off the bus.

He stood near the station for a while before returning to Zhang Feng: something happened, not coming.

In front of you are familiar alleys and very old-fashioned buildings. Even if the walls are newly painted every year, they still can’t cover the fiasco and old lines inside. The branches and leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road are crowded together, and the enthusiastic cicadas scream along with the branches and leaves. The whole street.

Xu Sheng walked along the street for a while, the sky was getting darker, he stopped, and in front of him was a small abandoned warehouse. Before this warehouse was used to store any goods, the iron door was already rusted.

Xu Sheng reached into the neckline of the T-shirt and followed the inconspicuous thin black cord to find a copper-yellow key. His usual style was swagger—the black cord around his neck was nothing but nobody noticed.

Knowing that the door was difficult to open, Xu Sheng held the doorknob with one hand and tightened the door before inserting the key, unscrewing it, and pushing the door open with a harsh "crunch" sound.

This warehouse is only more than 20 square meters. There are a lot of empty paint buckets lying on the floor, and the beams of the building are separated into long strips-which is incompatible with the whole warehouse environment. There is an easel in the middle of the warehouse.

There is no painting stool, there is only a half-meter high old cargo box in front of the easel for people to sit on.

The piles on both sides are all drawing paper.

There are several fan paintings torn from teaching books on the wall, and a few pages of sketches are scattered on the side of the cargo box. The top one is Xiaowei. The plaster has clean lines, and the light and dark piles are extremely impactful.

Xu Sheng didn't know what he was doing here. He closed the warehouse door, stepped up in two steps, and sat on the old cargo box with the light from the skylight.

He bent one foot on the bottom rail of the easel and stared at the blank easel in front of him.

Place a blunt 4B pencil in the card slot.

When the only light that spilled in from the skylight was gone, Xu Sheng suddenly kicked the ground, got up from the old box, and tucked the key back into his collar.

There was a long interval between buses, one every half an hour, and Xu Sheng went out and returned to school just in time for the school to close.

If it used to be nothing, it would be fine to go back over the wall, but now he has a shadow over the wall.

And don't know why, the right eyelid began to jump for no reason.

Xu Sheng had a vague premonition in his heart. When he turned up in twos and threes, he bent his legs and squatted on the wall. At a glance, he saw the familiar school uniform and found that God might indeed be playing with him.

"You have nothing to do in your spare time," Xu Sheng said, taking a deep breath and said, "...squatting on me here?"

Although Shao Zhan temporarily took over the position of Disciplinary Committee under Meng Guowei's repeated pleadings, he was not idle to this level. It was pure coincidence: "I am not that idle."

He is not idle, but he just turned right in front of him over the wall, and he couldn't leave it alone.

Shao Zhan said again: "Come down."

Going down is a review of three thousand five hundred words.

Xu Shengzheng intends to discuss with him, but the momentum he was going to jump down before is confiscated, and the strength under his feet is unbalanced——

As soon as Shao Zhan walked under the wall, there was whiteness in front of him. Xu Sheng's clothes were blown back by the wind, and looked like a white bird from a distance. However, this bird could not escape the gravity of the earth. Fall.

"boom"!

In an instant, the sky was surging, and there was a thunderstorm, and the entire night sky began to flicker during the thunder and lightning.