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

And the light of the fire is because the smoke was blown away...

The two boys behind were bluffed for a second or two by Zhao Li who was attacking fiercely in front of him.

But then he reacted.

He cursed twice, and was about to pounce towards Zhao Li.

However, in the next second, the two found that their necks were suddenly firmly locked by two tight and powerful arms.

Not a single sound could come out.

"Bang", "Bang", two more.

The boys who were about to pounce on Zhao Li were kicked to their knees.

"Fuck!"

The boy who had been punched by Zhao Li before finally understood.

They who are used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays unexpectedly suffered a dark loss today.

He stretched out his finger and pointed in Zhao Li's direction.

"What? Bully the few with the more? Prepare a group of people to overthrow the brothers here?"

The boy's reaction was quick, and he immediately occupied the moral high ground.

Trying to get some mediation time.

But... he was wrong.

The ordinary-looking boy from Class [-] on the opposite side suddenly grinned when he heard what he said.

He unzipped the zipper of the school uniform jacket with one hand, tore it off and threw it on the table, and did a chest-expanding exercise with his hands facing back.

Then under the expectant eyes of everyone in the class.

He hooked his hands into the darkness.

"Come on, I'll fight you one-on-one!"

The boy who felt that he was being scorned and provoked did not say a word, and followed Zhao Li's example and took off his school uniform.

Looking at the boy half a head shorter than him opposite him, he rushed forward and handed out a punch.

And Zhao Li, after seeing the boy's movements, did not rush to defend and dodge.

He just smiled and stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Lifting his right knee and exerting force on his left leg, he suddenly jumped into the air with amazing jumping power.

In the next second, the boy who swung his fist backed back to where he came from.

Clutching his stomach, he shook on the ground twice before lying on the ground with a distorted face.

One move, conquer the enemy!

"Hehe...", Zhao Li, who landed steadily, smiled lightly twice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch my strength, doesn't it hurt?"

At this moment, the air fell into a faint silence.

Only the sound of the instant noodle man in the corner sucking his noodles echoed.

It's a little ridiculous, and a little weird.

This is the scene that happened in the last row of the classroom.

It is also a scene that many people are watching nervously.

In the past few minutes, almost everyone turned their attention to Zhao Li.

So few people noticed that the girl who came in with the three boys looked like a "big sister" type of girl at a glance.

She was originally standing behind a few boys, but at a certain moment, a boy suddenly appeared beside her.

The boy smiled and said a few words to her.

Immediately afterwards, the girl hesitated for two seconds, and walked to the penultimate row with the boy.

Therefore, during Zhao Li's one-on-one fight just now.

In the penultimate row of the classroom, another drama was staged.

The heroine is a girl from Class [-] who puts her hands folded on the table, rests her chin on it, with tears in her eyes, quietly looking in the direction of the blackboard.

The leading actor is Lu Chen.

"Actually, I seldom talk about this with others."

Lu Chen, who was casually sitting on the stool, supported his head with one hand, looked at the girl with a gentle face, and spoke softly.

"They always say, this girl is bad, that girl is hopeless, I think they are all stupid."

While talking, Lu Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the girl.

"Do you smoke?"

The girl nodded, put the cigarette in her mouth, and turned to look at Lu Chen.

"I think I'm stupid too..."

"I don't think you are..." Lu Chen smiled and helped the girl light the cigarette.

He picked up the lighter and knocked it on the table.

"It's not terrible to give up yourself, give up your life, give up everything for a person, but the scary thing is that you think he will look back at you, but he only thinks you are more than air...".

Lu Chen's voice quietly lingered in the girl's ear, and the girl gave a wry smile.

"You are a scumbag just like him, you know a lot, and you have the same routine..."

Lu Chen smiled and shook his head.

"I don't deny the first half of the sentence. I am indeed quite a scumbag, and I have surpassed many people, but I must be a little different from him, absolutely different."

"Oh, this is quite interesting, what are you talking about?"

Lu Chen lit a cigarette for himself, then turned to stare at the girl, there was a dark tide in his eyes.

There is also a touch of affection and sourness in the words that are spoken.

"Even if I'm a scumbag, I won't let my girl fall asleep with tears on her pillow every night, let alone become an outlier in the eyes of others."

While Lu Chen was speaking, Wu Naiwen was sitting in the row in front of him, with his feet on the stool and headphones plugged in, immersed in his own world.

Regardless of the surrounding environment, accompanied by the melody in the Walkman, he hummed a song softly.

"Walking home alone along the street lights, talking on the phone with old friends"

"How's the weather there? Is there any news that can be used as a joke?"

"Memories and I don't like to talk, and occasionally I think of him..."

The singing voice, like a gentle sharp sword, pierced through the girl's disguise in an instant, matching the sad words that Lu Chen said.

The girl who was sitting on the stool with her head half upturned burst into tears.

The more outrageous the person, the better at disguising.

The stronger a person is, the weaker he is.

At this moment, the girl who was hit by the song "You Must Be Happy" and infected by the atmosphere created by Lu Chen.

Finally... broken defense.

Covering his mouth, tears burst into tears.

"I worked really hard. I made myself indifferent, selfish, disgusting, and a bad girl in everyone's eyes."

"I hope he can see me, feel sorry for me, and tell me not to be like this anymore, but he really treats me like nothing..."

"Thinking of him in the dead of night, the flowers he sent. I also said some heart-piercing love words, gambling a chip of happiness..."

Wu Naiwen's singing has a strong empathy.

Especially when humming these two lines full of affection, the girl's sobs turned into silent wails in an instant.

Lu Chen raised his hand and patted the girl's shoulder lightly, his voice full of distress and tenderness.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all over, it's all over...".

Taking advantage of the time when the girl buried her head, Lu Chen quickly raised her other hand and gestured an OK gesture towards Wu Naiwen, who was singing with squinted eyes.

The moment Wu Naiwen saw this action, he grinned and gently cut off the ending of the song.

"But you must be happy...".

Moisturizing and silent routines, heart-warming and heart-abusing methods.

Only scumbags know scumbags best.

Only a lover can influence..."bad girls" who have been hurt by scumbags.

......

Behind the classroom.

The boy from Class [-], who had an aggressive face before, was lying on the ground clutching his stomach, in extreme pain.

Zhao Li, who put on his coat again, squatted down in front of the boy with a smile.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the monitor of this class, Zhao Li."

"Didn't you just tell me that today's Rongban teaching, our first lesson, is just two words, rules."

"This rule is actually very simple, you listen carefully."

Zhao Li raised his hand and patted the boy's neck.

"First rule, you don't smoke in class [-], you smoke Hongtashan. You just smoked the golden leaf, so smoking you is a must."

"Second, you didn't call Lu Ze. Lu Chen called him father. In terms of seniority, you have to call him grandpa! I just called him by his first name, so there is nothing wrong with hitting you."

"Now...understand?"

Chapter 79 My name is Lu Ze, also known as Rules

In a dark classroom.

The girl sobbed intermittently, and the boy moaned indistinctly.

And, in a certain corner, that particularly persistent suction sound.

Three different voices interweave into a puzzling picture.

The few people who came from class seven suddenly forgot their purpose of coming here.

Are you here for... class?

But why do I feel like I'm here to visit a grave?

In other classrooms, the windows are opened to let the sunlight in, but in this classroom, as soon as their group entered, they couldn't wait to close the curtains.

In other classrooms, everyone is discussing lessons and doing problems to study, but in this classroom, as soon as they come in, they will slap their knees and lock their throats to control the enemy with one move.

In other classrooms, all they eat after class is oden and buns, but in this classroom, what the hell are instant noodles...?

The boy lying on the ground was thinking about these things, hesitating whether he should get up or continue to pretend to be dead.

In the next second, a smell of old sauerkraut rushed into his nose.

Glance out of the corner of your eye.

A bucket of instant noodles appeared in front of him.

The boy lifted his head up.

What he saw was a smiling face, calm eyes staring at him with a little curiosity.

He raised his hand, wiped his mouth randomly, and then wiped the oil on his school uniform.

"Hello there!"

The man who had been eating instant noodles in the corner before suddenly stretched out his hand to him.