rebirth of cataclysm

"Wow, Hu Mingchen, what's wrong with your head? Hahaha, your head is wrapped in a white cloth, like wearing a Xiao." As soon as Hu Mingchen arrived at the door of the classroom, a boy ran from behind and grabbed his neck.

"Fuck you Luo Zhizheng, you are such a fool for wearing a filial piety, are you blind? I am injured, this is gauze, you idiot, you don't understand anything." Hu Mingchen turned around and saw him hugging him.

It was his deskmate Luo Zhizheng, who immediately retorted and cursed.

"Injured, why were you injured, beaten? Did your bastard get caught stealing someone else's things? Hahaha, you look so funny." Luo Zhizheng didn't take it seriously and retorted with a smile.

In rural areas, swearing is a very normal thing. Under the influence of the elders, not to mention boys who often talk about swearing, even some girls have a hard time avoiding it. Between friends, it is very difficult for them to say bad words.

Few would really take it as a curse.

"You're the only one who steals other people's things. If you think it's funny, go out and I'll knock a hole in your head with a stone. You bitch, I'm hurt. Not only did you not say anything nice, but you also made fun of me."

I." The two came to the desk, and Hu Mingchen stuffed his schoolbag into the desk box and retorted with a curse.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. I won't tease you. Tell me how you got injured. You really don't come to school to study when you get injured. Why are you here? You're full.

You don't want to go to school even if you are so confident?" Luo Zhizheng sat down next to Hu Mingchen.

In such remote mountainous schools, students are generally not very motivated to study. The vast majority of them have completed their tasks until they graduate from junior high school. Those who are admitted to the middle school in the city, and then continue their studies.

Most people would never even think about going to college in a big city. Therefore, if students have the opportunity to not go to school or take classes, they would be happy to do so.

None of Hu Mingchen's parents, his uncles, aunts, and even his third uncle actually graduated from junior high school. His third uncle, Hu Jianqiang, was a little better. At least he attended Duge Middle School for two years. Hu Jianjun and Hu Jianye did not finish elementary school.

It’s all about farming.

Not to mention the previous generation, Hu Mingchen’s grandmother Zhong Ying was illiterate, and his grandfather Hu Erhua didn’t know more than a hundred characters.

In such an environment, although elders still hope that their children can get ahead by studying, there are not many who really have long-term ideas and are willing to provide encouragement and complete assistance to their children.

In the eyes of many old people, they have to go home and plant crops after all. After studying for a few years, knowing a few words, being able to write their own names, and doing simple calculations, that's it.

The idea of ​​expecting to study, go to school and eat from the government is not only an extravagant wish, but also a waste of money.

"Don't go to school? Why don't you go to school? Do you think I'm like you? I'm a good student who strives to improve himself." Hu Mingchen said with disdain.

"Hahaha, hahaha, hehehe..." Hu Mingchen said so seriously that not only Luo Zhizheng laughed, but even the classmates sitting around them who heard it couldn't help but laugh too.

"Hu Mingchen, hehehe, are you a good student who strives for success? You're so funny, it sounds like it's true, hahaha." Mao Feng, who was sitting behind Hu Mingchen, slapped Hu Mingchen in the face and stretched out his head.

Lai smiled.

"Xiao Maozi, what I said... let me correct it. I will be a good student who strives for excellence. That's all right, right? The past does not represent the future. It is gone. Do you understand?" Hu Mingchen also felt that

It is indeed inappropriate for me to regard the future tense as present tense and past tense. It is a bit brazen and inconsistent with the facts, so I made two changes.

"We are all gone? What are we going to do? Luo Zhizheng, what do you mean?" Gu Xiaoqi, who was sitting in front of them, turned around and asked in confusion.

"Ask me, I know a chicken. If you want to ask him, Hu Mingchen, your little son is really different today than before. What's going on?" Luo Zhizheng could only say:

Just touch his head and he doesn't understand anything.

Hu Mingchen raised his head proudly, feeling a little proud that he had made his usual friends feel dejected just by the three words he saw on TV before he was reborn.

"That means Ju Gong is gone. This is an ancient Chinese saying. Ju Gong is gone. It means everything in the past has passed." Hu Mingchen, whose vanity was slightly satisfied, explained smugly.

"Then just say it's over. Why are you talking about ancient Chinese prose? It's like you're good at studying. Sorry!" Gu Xiaoqi said with disdain.

Just at this moment, squad leader Huang Xiaoyang was collecting homework.

Gu Xiaoqi, Luo Zhizheng and Mao Feng each quickly took out their crumpled homework books from their schoolbags and handed them in.

Students with better academic performance tend to have cleaner homework books, while students with poor academic performance usually find it difficult to keep their homework books tidy. This is because their homework is usually pieced together after being kneaded and kneaded.

"Hu Mingchen, homework, where is your homework?" All three of them handed in their homework, but Hu Mingchen was the only one who remained indifferent. Huang Xiaoyang frowned and asked impatiently.

Huang Xiaoyang was not the best in the class, but his father was a teacher at Duge Elementary School, and his studies were not bad, so the class teacher gave him the class monitor's job to show his face.

Huang Xiaoyang usually not only looks down on his classmates with poor academic performance, but he even looks down on his classmates who live in the surrounding mountains. In his eyes, it seems that only a few classmates who live on the street can come into his eyes.

"I haven't done my homework, and I don't know what homework there is. Didn't you see that my head is still wrapped in gauze? I didn't even come to class yesterday." Hu Mingchen said confidently.

"I don't care whether it's gauze or not, I just know that I have to hand in my homework today."

"Then I'll make up for it tomorrow." Hu Mingchen said, enduring the discomfort in his heart.

"No, today's homework is due today. Tomorrow is Sunday. Why don't you leave it to Brother Gui?" Huang Xiaoyang was unreasonable and was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Hu Mingchen.

The thing about making things difficult for others is that Huang Xiaoyang usually does it often. Anyway, the person being made things difficult for him, whether he is concerned about his status as monitor or his father's status as a school teacher, dares to get angry and dare not speak out.

It seems that Huang Xiaoyang can only find his sense of existence by making things difficult for others, highlight his uniqueness, and satisfy his despicable and weak vanity.

"Then I'll leave it to you after the first class. That's okay." Hu Mingchen was still trying to compromise as much as possible.

Hu Mingchen was still absolutely sure that he would give his homework to last night during the first period of class.

"If no one gives you homework to copy, can you finish it? Who are you going to coax?" Huang Xiaoyang said in a condescending manner.

"You damn Huang Xiaoyang, you have bad intentions, don't you? Which of your eyes saw that I copied them? You accepted all their homework, which one did I copy? This won't work, which one won't work, what on earth are you thinking?

"Hu Mingchen, who couldn't stand Huang Xiaoyang in his past life and this life, couldn't help but get angry.

Huang Xiaoyang never expected that Hu Mingchen would dare to scold him in front of the general manager. He was still in a daze and could not react.

Also unexpected were Luo Zhizheng and Gu Xiaoqi. Was Hu Mingchen crazy? He actually dared to scold Teacher Huang's son Huang Xiaoyang. This time he was in trouble.

"Hu Mingchen...you can do it. Just forget it if you don't hand in your homework. If you still dare to scold me, just wait. I will sue the teacher. Just wait..." Two seconds later

, Huang Xiaoyang finally reacted from the shock.

"Go and sue, you can sue at will. I'll wait. Go quickly." Hu Mingchen sat on a stool, stared at Huang Xiaoyang and retorted in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Unable to bear it, Huang Xiaoyang pointed again, then angrily turned around and ran out of the classroom with his homework in his arms.

There is no doubt that Huang Xiaoyang went to file a complaint.

"Hu Mingchen, you are awesome. You even dare to scold Huang Xiaoyang. I have long disliked this son of a bitch. You are awesome." Mao Feng gave Hu Mingchen a thumbs up after Huang Xiaoyang ran out of the classroom.

"You don't like it, why didn't I see you scolding him?" Hu Mingchen said, giving him a blank look.

"I'm not afraid of his father."

"Oh, you're afraid of his father, so you expect me to scold him for you. You're really good at it. Since I scolded him for you, you can treat me to something to eat after school at noon." Hu Mingchen took the opportunity to blackmail Mao Feng.

"I don't have money to treat you. I only brought two boiled potatoes. At worst... I'll give you one potato."

Mao Feng's home is further away from the school than Hu Mingchen's home, and his family background is also very poor. How could he have money to treat Hu Mingchen as a guest?

"Look at how you are picking at it, Hu Mingchen, I have two cents, and I will treat you to some fried potatoes later." Luo Zhizheng said: "But Hu Mingchen, you have to be careful, that boy Huang Xiaoyang is going to sue the teacher, you

He probably won’t be able to eat anymore and has to walk around because the teachers are all biased towards him.”

"What am I afraid of? I didn't do anything wrong. Just remember your promise to treat me to fried potatoes." Hu Mingchen said confidently.

Sure enough, as soon as the first class started, the head teacher Ma Yi came to the classroom with Huang Xiaoyang.

"Hu Mingchen, Hu Mingchen, come out and follow me to the office." Ma Yi waved towards Hu Mingchen and shouted unhappily.

Hu Mingchen closed the book, stood up calmly, and walked out of the classroom with his head held high under the attention of the whole class.

Just when Huang Xiaoyang passed by him, Huang Xiaoyang even gloated about Hu Mingchen's misfortune.

Huang Xiaoyang has already calculated that Hu Mingchen will not get any good results if he goes to the office with Teacher Ma Yi this time.

Faced with Huang Xiaoyang's provocation, Hu Mingchen simply ignored it. The best way to deal with such a person is to pretend that he does not exist, otherwise the more attention he pays, the more happily he will dance.

Sure enough, Hu Mingchen's disregard really made Huang Xiaoyang feel as if he was punched in the air. And invisibly, he seemed to be outmatched all of a sudden.