This scumbag is not easy

Qin Fei greeted his father and asked him to continue looking at his luggage, and ran to the eighteenth place alone to register.

After all, there are too many people here and walking around with so many things is really not convenient.

When Qin Fei passed by, two people had just registered, but they were all acquaintances. The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and the eyes of these three changed slightly.

One is the rich boy who just drove in the door, and the other is the girl who has just had close contact with him.

Unexpectedly, they were all classmates.

It's interesting.

The two of them quickly registered to find the dormitory, and there was no chance to talk to each other, and Qin Fei walked straight to the teacher.

At this time Qin Fei noticed that the middle-aged woman sitting in front of the table was wearing a professional attire, her figure a little out of shape, wearing a pair of myopia glasses, looking down at the newspaper.

"I'm Qin Fei from the eighth grade of high school. I'm here to report." Qin Fei shouted like a fool.

"Well, take the form and fill in the information, fill it out carefully, there is only one form, don't fill it wrong."

The female teacher had a mouthful of northeastern dialect that smelled of garlic, which was very comfortable, but she did not look up, and continued to look at her newspaper, as if there was something in it that attracted her.

Li Fei used the system to look at this person's background [cruel teacher].

.......

Qin Fei glanced at the newspaper and saw a big headline.

"Human face and animal heart, a high school female teacher molested multiple male students"

Qin Fei had a bad idea in his mind. He looked at the teacher and then at himself, and quickly lowered his head to fill in the information. By the way, he also saw the names of the two previous classmates.

One is called Don Will and the other is called Bai Yuxiu.

Both names are remarkable and interesting. They are full of imagination when they hear them, and they are a bit consistent with their own temperament after thinking about them.

A young master, a princess.

My parents really don't have much culture, Qin Fei, a lot of people in China, this name is simply vulgar, Qin Fei suddenly wished to change his name, it would be fine to call him Qin Feifei.

"Teacher, what does the name once mean? Does the name count?"

"Not counting."

"Teacher, how come there is spouse information here, I don't have a spouse."

"No need to fill in."

"Teacher, how to fill in the mobile phone number here, I don't have a mobile phone."

"Isn't there a cell phone yet? Is it from the country?"

"I...I really come from the country."

Upon hearing these words, the teacher finally put away the newspaper and looked at Qin Fei carefully.

Qin Fei's temperament is unruly. He often thinks that he is handsome and unrefined. Of course, this is a misunderstanding.

The teacher watched Qin Fei for a long time without saying a word. Qin Fei was seen a little strangely, thinking of the news headline, he felt a little bit frustrated.

"Then fill in your parents' cell phone." The teacher seemed to be a little unhappy, perhaps because he thought the child had something wrong.

"My parents don't have a phone." Qin Fei's trick fails. Every time the teacher in junior high school wants to find his parent and asks his parent's phone number, he answers like this.

But in the end, the teacher came to visit the house directly. He regretted his death, so he might as well call him.

But now the home is far away from here. When he came, he was sore ass sitting down. He didn't believe that this teacher had the perseverance to go to his parents.

That's why I dared to take risks.

Father Li Dafu actually had a long-lived Nokia. The number was pretty easy to remember, but Qin Fei just didn't want to tell the teacher.

"Are you afraid that I will find your parents?" The teacher pushed his glasses, with a very unhappy tone. The female teacher has been in the arts for more than ten years, with glaring eyes.

At a glance, he could see through Xiao Jiujiu in Qin Fei's heart.

"I have a fixed phone in my house. Teacher, do you think it is okay to fill in the fixed phone." Qin Fei felt the teacher's strong aura, and he felt a little faint for a moment, so he quickly found a step down.

"Then write a solid word." The teacher's words suddenly seemed to lose a little bit of temperature, coldly, probably because he felt that this kid Qin Fei was playing slippery and disgusted.

Qin Fei didn't care either. He didn't know it himself. In this way, he had been sentenced to life imprisonment in the heart of this teacher.

After finally filling in the information, Qin Fei took the accommodation schedule and went to find his dormitory.

Bed in No. 406 Dormitory Building A.

The Longhuai No. 1 Middle School is too big. After going around and asking about a few sweeping aunts, Qin Fei and his father finally found their dormitory.

When Qin Fei arrived at the dormitory, two of the beds had been covered with quilts, but they could not be seen, so he probably went out to stroll.

Making the bed is a simple matter for Qin Fei, so don't worry.

Qin Fei planned to accompany his father around the campus first, and broaden his old father's horizons. After all, they were both here for the first time, so Qin Fei quickly put down his things and walked out with his father.

Qin Fei saw that the female dormitory and the male god dormitory stood opposite each other. The design was indeed very reasonable. At least Qin Fei felt that way.

It was the same layout when I was in junior high school. Sometimes I could see a few confused girls walking out in their pajamas. Although it was a bit vague, it was a beautiful scenery.

However, I always hear that girls complain that boys are walking naked in the corridor. There is no question here. The eyes are on you, and you don't want to look at them. You have too much control.

Next to the female dormitory is a place similar to pavilions, named Peicai Pavilion, with lush grass and green trees. The starting point is for good readers to get up and read in the morning.

However, according to Qin Fei's future understanding, I don't know if Peicaiting has cultivated talents, but it has cultivated a lot of lovers, which can be regarded as immense merit.

Why? Because in the evening, here are some good places for boys and girls to go separately. It's easy to get into trouble because of dark lights.

What happened? It was easy to fall and fell into the arms of others. So it is recommended that the school install a lamp so that there is an electric bulb among them.

But Qin Fei was worrying about it.

Going down from Peicaiting is a big slope, and below is a big basketball court.

Several young men were shirtless and passionately fighting in the bullfight. They hugged each other at the end of the fight and rolled on the ground. They really fell in love and killed each other. This is what boys should be like.

Qin Fei stepped on the plastic basketball court with excitement and ran back and forth quickly. It is estimated that the new school started. The basketball court was painted again, and there was a strong smell of paint.

Qin Fei rubbed the floor strongly with his newly bought pair of resilience shoes. The sound quality, the touch, and the comfort, Qin Fei felt about to lose.

When my father saw him like this, he wondered if he was crazy. My father really couldn't understand. Qin Fei didn't like much, so basketball and chess were considered one.

Qin Fei started playing basketball in the first grade, fell in love with basketball in the second grade, and started playing crazy in the third grade. All this has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is purely a personal hobby.

However, the basketball court in junior high school is simply a nightmare, skating like a skating rink. How can you not be excited to see such a luxurious basketball court now!

However, it is a pity that although Qin Fei loves to play, he started too late, his foundation was not solid, his movements were not standard, his path was too wild and he couldn't get on stage.

Then Qin Fei and his father visited the teaching building, laboratory, Jiehua Building, Xueqing Art Museum, etc. After all, this is a century-old school with talented people. The latter two were donated by outstanding alumni. They are named after.

Qin Fei thought that when he had money in the future, he must come back and donate something, and named it after himself, but after thinking about it, he could only donate one toilet with such a native name.

After all, Qin Fei's toilet is still grounded.

Tired and exhausted after shopping, Qin Fei and his father went to a restaurant called "big bowl rice" at the entrance of the school to eat.

As for why I chose this one, because the school’s dining hall is not open yet, and the price of this one is relatively affordable, only three yuan per bowl, and the word "big bowl" is extremely attractive to my father.

You must know that both Qin Fei and his father have appetites.

Who knows, after the rice comes, the bowl is quite big, like a washbasin, but it is very shallow, the rice is only a thin layer, let alone the vegetables, scattered scattered, no meat.

My father warned him not to eat here in the future, because he would not have enough to eat, which would affect his development.

Qin Fei looked at the top and bottom of himself, thinking that he didn't need any development, it was enough.

Finally, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and my father had to go back.

After all, as soon as it gets dark, my father will not be able to leave. The lights of my father's classic car are similar to Duan Yu's Six-Medition Excalibur.

Parting is always painful.

The father was not good at words. Looking at his son, something in his old eyes became muddy. This son has grown so big and made him proud once. He always wants to make this proud time longer.

"Read well, don't learn from your brother." After speaking, he turned and left. Although he was reluctant to give up, the two elders shouldn't cry.

Watching his father's rumbling motorcycle slowly leave.

There was an inexplicable sadness in Qin Fei's heart until his father's back disappeared at the end of the road.He turned around and looked at the school gate, secretly determined that he must fight for his father.

But I have forgotten this.

Forgetful at a young age, Qin Fei is indeed not for reading.