On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

There was a ten-minute break in the middle of the class, and the next test was Chinese. Coincidentally, the invigilator was the head teacher of Class 9. She was not as easy to fool as the previous teacher, and she was famous for not rubbing sand in her eyes.

"You all have to behave. If I catch you whispering or passing a note to pass the answer, not only will you have to recite the punishment, but you will also be criticized by the whole school. Before doing anything, think about the consequences yourself. Don't treat the teacher as a fool."

She obviously knew the style of the students in her class quite well. After the papers were handed out, she kept walking back and forth, her serious aura was overwhelming, and she didn't dare to do any small movements.

The students in class nine complained in their hearts, this is a human tragedy.

Jin Heng is more cautious when writing Chinese papers than when writing mathematics. After all, Chinese questions focus on comprehension, unlike arithmetic, which only has one dead answer.

Teacher Cen walked back and forth in the aisle in the middle, his eyes casually glanced at the dog crawling characters written by the students in his class on the papers, his brows were tightly frowned, until a paper with clean fonts and neat rolls came into view, his face changed a little It looked better, and subconsciously glanced at the examination number information on the upper left corner of the table.

Class Six, Jin Heng.

No wonder, it turned out not to be in their class.

Teacher Cen sighed, feeling in his heart that it really was so. She had a lot of Chinese papers in her hand, she had nothing to do, she did the radio selection, and briefly scanned the black squares painted on Jin Heng's answer sheet, only to find that the answers were almost the same.

Although Teacher Cen taught English, she still had no problem dealing with high school students' Chinese. She frowned slightly, thinking that Jin Heng was not very scientific in this examination room, so she couldn't help but take a second look.

Time is passing by bit by bit, and before you know it, more than half has passed. Jin Heng finished the composition and originally wanted to hand in the paper in advance, but remembered that there was nowhere to go after handing in the paper, and he had to take English and comprehensive science exams in the afternoon. Sit quietly and wait for get out of class to end.

There was a girl sitting next to him, the one who talked to Zou Kai before, who had been looking this way, and when Teacher Cen turned around, she gave Zou Kai a few winks, but the latter didn't see it, He could only put his palms together and made a gesture of "help, big brother" to Jin Heng.

It seems that she really can't write, otherwise she wouldn't go to the doctor in a hurry and ask for Jin Heng's answer.

Jin Heng's mental age is thirty-five, so he wouldn't hide it like a child. Seeing that Mr. Cen didn't notice him, he looked away lightly, and moved the answer sheet to the edge of the table. The words may not be read clearly, but the approximate arrangement of the black squares in the multiple-choice questions can still be read clearly.

The girl cast a grateful look, saw the opportunity and hurriedly copied, and even the few people behind were also touched.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Teacher Cen collected the answer sheets and papers, and gave a few casual instructions to the students in Class 9 before leaving.

As soon as Jin Heng walked out of the classroom door, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then his shoulders were pushed vigorously, he lost his balance and staggered back a few steps, accidentally bumped into the table and chair, making a screeching sound.

He stood still and subconsciously looked towards the door, only to see Jiang Shaolong and a few of his followers standing there blocking the way out.

Jiang Shaolong's injury healed a bit, but he could still see some traces. He stared at Jin Heng with gloomy eyes, "Are you blind, you still bumped into people when you saw them?"

Jin Heng guessed that he would come to make trouble after returning to school, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, it seems that the attack was too light that day.

The members of class nine hadn't left yet, when they heard the movement, they all turned their heads, only to see this scene in front of them.

Zou Kai couldn't understand Jiang Shaolong's virtue the most, and Jin Heng had given him the answers—although most of them were wrong, but it didn't affect him to fight against injustice, and he said in a foolish voice, "It's wrong to hit people, but it's wrong to hit people." It doesn't matter if you are a big bastard, right?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in Class Nine roared with laughter.

Jiang Shaolong and Zou Kai have never met each other. Hearing his taunting words, he couldn't help it. He walked over and grabbed him by the collar, "You have the guts to tell me again. Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Zou Kai was not afraid at all, he pointed to his head and said, "Come here, hit here, if you dare to touch my finger today, I will not blackmail you to death, and my surname is not Zou!"

Class Nine is all related households, in other words, the family is either rich or expensive, and they have more or less backgrounds. Zou Kai's younger uncle is the director of the local police station.

After Zou Kai finished speaking, he pointed to the door and said, "Our teacher Ban Cen hasn't gone far yet. If you dare to move, I dare to shout. Let me tell you first, I am the only one in my family. My heart is not good. If something happens My parents will not forgive you for what happened, they are eager to love their son, and they are not as reasonable as me."

Moreover,

"This fucking is the territory of Class Nine. If you come to Class Nine to make trouble, who killed whom?"

After Zou Kai finished speaking, he pushed Jiang Shaolong away, and a group of boys from Class Nine immediately surrounded him, looking like they were going to fight at any time. Jiang Shaolong's followers saw that the situation was not good, so they hurried up to persuade them to fight, "Forget it, forget it , leave them alone."

"that is."

A few words dragged Jiang Shaolong away from the examination room.

Zou Kai snorted, showing disdain on his face, thinking what the hell it was. Seeing Jin Heng standing beside him silently, as if he was used to being bullied, he automatically assumed that he was the kind of pitiful "Afraid of what they are doing, a bunch of Things that bully the weak and fear the strong, the more you tolerate them, the more aggressive they become, at worst, a fight, who is afraid of the other."

The girl who asked Jin Heng for an answer just now also comforted her aloud, "The next time you encounter such a thing, you can go to the teacher or parents directly. They just think you dare not make things big, so they bully you like this. If you are in a hurry, go to Media exposure, I don't believe the school

They'll just watch and ignore it, but they can't let them feel that they can't take responsibility for bullying others. "

People go over the line all the time, mostly because they don't pay for it.

But Jin Heng couldn't speak out as confidently as Zou Kai and the others. There was no one behind him, neither parents nor relatives and friends, let alone any support.

"Well, thank you."

Jin Heng's mood was always very light, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his expression, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other. After saying this, he picked up his schoolbag and left the examination room.

There is a cafeteria in the school, but the taste is not very good. Most students like to go out to eat. Jin Heng likes to go to the kind of small shop where no one is there, order a meal, and sit quietly for noon, which is better than staying in a noisy classroom.

The system is closely bound to the host. At this time, 009 clearly felt the evil thoughts surging in Jin Heng's heart, and he was faintly unable to suppress it, like a seed taking root and sprouting in a dark corner, eagerly waiting for the watering of blood.

Jin Heng still hated people like Jiang Shaolong.

He hates so much that even if he is reborn for the rest of his life, with a bright future in sight, he would rather drag them into the abyss together.

But his ability is not enough at present, not enough.

Jin Heng carried his schoolbag and walked across the road. The sunlight passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and cast light spots of various sizes on his thin back. He didn't turn his head until a girl in a white suspender skirt called out to stop him.

"Jin Heng!"

Yan Na was wearing a pair of black Martin boots, holding a stack of draft paper in her hand and kept fanning the wind. She had obviously just come out of the examination room. She walked up to Jin Heng, covered the sun with paper, looked him up and down, and said something unexpected "Let's go, Brother Yan is looking for you."

Brother Yan in her mouth, she doesn't want to be him except Wen Yan.

Jin Heng paused, "Wen Yan?"

Yan Na nodded, feeling a little irritated by the scorching weather, and she couldn't figure out why Wen Yan wanted to find Jin Heng. It would be better to find a big beauty, thinking about Xu Meng and others' usual fighting style, she frowned. Frowning, he reminded perfunctorily, "I advise you to go quickly, otherwise no one will save you if you are beaten."

It was easier for Jin Heng to agree than Yan Na imagined, "Oh, let's go."

Yan Na glanced at him, "Why don't you ask?"

Jin Heng followed her words and said, "Then why did he find me?"

Yan Na choked and rolled her eyes, "How do I know, let's go."

Chongming Vocational High School just rang the get out of class bell, and the students walked out in twos and threes, while Yan Na and Jin Heng stood at the door waiting, dazed by the sun, they could only see heads of different colors, which shows that hair dyeing is a common practice in Chongming. A very common thing.

Someone knew Yan Na, saw a clean and handsome boy standing beside her, and said without holding back, "Oh, sister-in-law, you are not afraid that Brother Meng will be jealous."

Yan Na curled her lips, "Get lost."

Wen Yan and the others just came out in twos and threes from the inside. They were all tall and tall, and they looked like good fighters. Although they were famous bad boys, it still didn't prevent some girls from being crazy about them behind their backs.

Wen Yan seems to be very keen on playing basketball recently, holding a basketball in his well-articulated hand, throwing it one after another, occasionally showing off his skills by turning his fingertips twice, and then throwing it to Xu Meng in a lack of interest .

He squinted his eyes, and fixed his eyes on Jin Heng outside the school gate. Because he was too aggressive, everyone around him could see it, and said, "Brother Yan, do you want to deal with him? Make a sound, say a word." It's a matter of words."

Wen Yan glanced at him, with a faint smile but not a smile, "I really want to deal with you."

Xu Meng and Wen Yan played together since they were young, and they probably guessed some of his thoughts, but they were only vague, frowned and said, "That person was just being bullied, and he wanted you to cover him up, so stop meddling in his own business."

Moreover,

"Not at all."

Wen Yan sneered, "Why aren't you from the same way?"

Xu Meng glanced at Jin Heng, who was obedient and quiet in the sun, and then at Wen Yan, who was smoking, drinking, and fighting, "Where do you look like a stranger?"

Wen Yan smoked a cigarette and lit it. He was wearing white short-sleeved sleeves, his tattoo was shining brightly on the outside, and he wore a black stud earring on his left ear. He was sharp and handsome, and sneered in the smog, "Don't look like it, I said yes."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to Yan Na first, looked around, and finally landed on Jin Heng, with one hand in his pocket, with an imposing manner, "Do you know why I was looking for you?"

Although Yan Na is a little sister, she doesn't usually fight very much. Seeing Wen Yan like this, she always feels that Jin Heng is going to suffer, and she wants to say something out loud, "Brother Yan..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was pulled into his arms by Xu Meng, "Okay, mind your own business."

Jin Heng, the client, was quite quiet, and smiled, "I know."

It seemed that he was very courageous. When girls from Chongming High School passed by him, they couldn't help but look back again and again, and then they blushed and whispered something.

Wen Yan was inexplicably tickled by Jin Heng's well-behaved appearance, flicked off the cigarette ash, and said without emotion, "Then tell me, why?"

Jin Heng looked directly at him, but there was no aggressiveness in his eyes, some were just harmless and obedient, like some kind of small animal, "You want me to follow you."

He said "you want me to follow you.", please keep in mind:,