Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

The boy finally spoke, but he only said two words in exchange for a slap from Lu Ze.

"Depend on!"

The boy who was fanned swears in an instant.

After reacting for two seconds, he rushed towards Lu Ze like an angry lion.

Lu Ze didn't move, but turned around and raised his arms when the boy approached him.

With one simple movement, the boy's head was caught in the crook of his arm.

Let the boys struggle crazily, punching and kicking constantly.

In this way, the other party was dragged out of the office.

There was no one in the corridor.

Lu Ze ignored the crazy little lion beside him, but quickened his pace and walked towards the rooftop.

Faced with girls who are a little bit worried, such as Ji Fanmeng, Lu Ze may not be able to think of a perfect solution for a while.

But Lu Ze has a lot of ways to deal with rambunctious boys.

One word, pound!

Beat until you are convinced, if you are not convinced, continue to beat!

So, when the two came to the rooftop.

Lu Ze let go of the boy.

Standing in front of each other with folded arms and a sneer.

Hooking her fingers, she looked at the boy provocatively.

However, unexpectedly, the crazy little lion didn't rush forward immediately.

Instead, plug the headphones back in.

He squatted on the ground and took out his mobile phone, looked at it over and over for a while, then stood up silently.

Without even looking at Lu Ze, he walked quickly to the corridor door.

A passing moment.

Lu Ze snorted lightly.

"Count..."

The boy didn't stop and continued to move forward.

"waste......"

Still ignore.

"Playing shitty music, do you deserve it too?"

When the boy's finger was about to touch the doorknob, a sentence from behind made him freeze instantly.

In the first two sentences, he can bear it, whether it's trash or a coward, it's not like he hasn't been scolded like this before.

But the last sentence really hit his back.

In this world, he has almost given up everything.

Those long, long ago, in fact, everything he really cared about.

All he wants is music.

He also only has music...

For a long time in the past, he had never had a happy day.

Pressure from all sides, full of negation, disdain and backlash.

It feels like life is covered with a layer of dirty and tattered waste paper.

He didn't have a moment to say goodbye to his favorite music.

No one understands, no one accepts.

It's okay, I don't need it, I just know what I want.

I've backed off so much, borne so much.

Why?Still want to say that?

What is called?I don't deserve to play music.

At this moment, the emotions in the boy named Wu Naiwen began to surge wildly.

His eyes turned blood red in an instant, he clenched his fists, and let out a roar from his throat.

He rushed towards Lu Ze without hesitation.

Of course he didn't notice that he had lost his sanity a long time ago.

Seeing him rushing over, Lu Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a subtle smile.

Anyway, he's still a kid.

Pretending to be deep can't escape aggressive tactics.

There was a "bang", less than two seconds.

Wu Naiwen, who had just rushed towards Lu Ze, lay on the ground hugging his knees in pain.

Lu Ze clapped his hands and took two steps back.

With a smile on his face, he squatted down, picked up the earphones that the boy dropped on the ground, and stuffed them into his ears.

"Tsk tsk, I really guessed it right, listening to NIRVANA? Playing rock?"

"The taste is okay, but I don't know how good you are."

Lu Ze threw the earphones on Wu Naiwen while talking.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, squatting on the spot and thinking for a while.

Then in the boy's slightly dazed expression.

He said something calmly.

"Since you like music, why not..."

"Let's make a bet!"

Chapter 16 Teacher Lu, I want to beat you three times

"Well, let's make a bet..."

When Wu Naiwen heard these words, the look in Wu Naiwen's eyes suddenly became brighter.

But he still didn't speak.

Many things, in fact, he can guess very well.

A creature like a teacher, no matter how well he pretends.

It doesn't matter if you get close to the students, or make a bet with the students.

The last reason, in fact, is only one, for him Wu Naiwen.

That is, give up music, return to "journey", study hard, and repay your parents.

Therefore, although I am interested in Lu Ze's unique handling method.

But he still chose to keep silent.

Having experienced too much reality, sometimes, he would rather force himself to escape temporarily.

"Yo, it seems that you are not very interested."

Lu Ze said with a smile while smoking a cigarette.

"Then tell me something that interests you."

Lu Ze, who changed his posture, spit out a natural smoke ring towards the sky.

"It's a bet, there must be a bet."

"If you win, according to what you said, you want to suspend school, right? I'll help you persuade your mother to accompany you to go through the formalities for suspending school."

"If you lose..."

Lu Ze turned his head and glanced at Wu Naiwen who was still lying on the ground.

"I'll give you a present."

Lu Ze's tone rose, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"How about it, a business that guarantees profits but does not lose, why don't you consider doing it?"

, "How to bet...?"

Wu Naiwen, who had been silent all this time, was finally moved by Lu Ze's strange-sounding bet.

Another question I was most concerned about was asked.

"That's right!"

Lu Ze smiled and took the cigarette butt out of his mouth, and pressed it out on the concrete floor.

"It's very simple, don't you play music? Just compare music."

"Tomorrow afternoon, extracurricular activities, that grandstand."

As Lu Ze spoke, he pointed to the high platform where the three punks had stood before and "confessed with earthy taste".

"I have prepared the equipment and equipment, and you can come."

"As for Bi's type, don't you play rock? Just rock, how about it?"

After speaking, Lu Ze looked at Wu Naiwen.

Waiting for his answer.

I thought that the boy who was aroused would simply agree.

But unexpectedly, Wu Naiwen smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Ms. Lu, it's not just about rock and roll."

"Ok?"

Now, Lu Ze was really surprised.

"I want to compete three times."

The boy standing on the rooftop tidied up the somewhat messy headphone cables.

Smiling and raising his hand, he extended three fingers to Lu Ze.

"I don't just play rock, I also play folk and rap."

"Since Mr. Lu wants to compare with me, then I want to compare all three things once."

The boy looked at Lu Ze with unusual determination.

The casual words are also full of youthful tension.

"I don't know Mr. Lu, can you take it?"

Yo, little boy!

Lu Ze was instantly happy.

He raised his palm and patted Wu Naiwen's shoulder.

"Come on, let me tell you why you want to compete three times."

"Because you just whipped me once, pulled my headphone cable once, and dropped me once."

"so!"

Wu Naiwen emphasized his tone, looking at Lu Ze with pride.