Reckless Youth of Delinquency

When I was in class the next day, I kept thinking about what Xia Xue had entrusted to me. Since I haven't seen Tao Zi for so long, I must give her a gift. After thinking about it, I took out another notebook. The reading notes about Shakespeare that I wrote for Taozi last time were completed in a hurry in one day. Although it covered most of my reading thoughts, after thinking about it, there were still many things I missed. This time Just take this opportunity to make up for it.

I think Taozi will definitely like this gift. So I started writing in a daze again, and I couldn't hold it back as soon as I got inspired. I didn't even have time to go to the toilet after class. Zhou Mo next to me was very surprised and asked me: "What are you writing?"

I didn't hide it from her, I told her everything. Zhou Mo was very surprised: "You Cheng High School students are really amazing, I admire them to death."

I felt a little sad: "It's a pity that I am no longer a student of Cheng High School."

At the same time, Lu Xiang was still working tirelessly to discredit me in class, telling my story with exaggerated expressions as soon as get out of class was over. I didn't have time to pay attention to him, so I wrote and drew in my notebook indifferently, because I was going to see Taozi in the evening, and I had to complete the project before the evening self-study get out of class ended. Zhou Mo asked again: "How strong is your tolerance? This is not the first day of transfer. What are you worried about? Where is the courage and courage you had in Chenggao?"

I was silent for a moment and said, "Actually, it's because of my dad. He told me to live in harmony with my classmates and not to fight with them unless absolutely necessary. Beiqi is my second school, and I don't want to be expelled because of this again." .”

Zhou Mo smiled: "Don't worry, Beiqi is not as strict as your city. Fights happen almost every day, and the school can't handle it. And students who are beaten usually don't report it to the teacher, otherwise they will be beaten by other students." Look down upon.”

"Forget it." I listened to Lu Xiang's continuous voice drifting over and continued: "There's no missing piece of meat or anything."

Zhou Mo stopped talking, obviously not understanding my behavior.

"Wang Hao's farts are so stinky that they can stun everyone in our class! If you smell the stench in the future, you don't have to look for it. It must have come from him..." Lu Xiang's performance was very effective, and he used a book while talking. Fanning the air around him, it seemed as if he really smelled something bad, making the students around him giggle.

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At the end of the third period, I finally couldn't hold it in any longer, so I put down my pen and went to the toilet. The pee lasted long enough, and when I came back, class was already in session, and the teacher stood on the podium and started lecturing. I lowered my head and hurried into the classroom, returned to my seat and sat down. The moment my butt hit the stool, several pains dispersed at the same time, and I stood up with a bounce.

This feeling is so familiar that I know there are several thumbtacks stuck in my butt without touching it.

The class burst into laughter, with Lu Xiang laughing the loudest, sounding like an old hen in heat.

"Did you see it?" Lu Xiang shouted: "This is how we played with him in junior high school. He didn't dare to react at all!"

I stood there, feeling my anger exploding from my chest bit by bit.

"What's wrong with you?" The teacher stood on the podium and looked at me in confusion: "If you have nothing to do, sit down quickly and get ready for class."

But I didn't sit down. Only Zhou Mo next to me didn't smile. She was looking at me intently.

"Did you already know this?" I asked her.

Zhou Mo nodded: "I know."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I want to know how far you will go."

I sighed softly. In fact, there is one thing I have never said. When I was in junior high school, someone threw a handful of thumbtacks on my stool. After I sat down, I jumped up in panic. Amidst the roar of laughter in the class, I didn’t dare to say anything. Any complaints can only be pulled off the thumbtacks, lying on the table in despair without saying a word. It was from that time on that the class began to bully me collectively, and more and more people joined this camp.

The scene now is very similar to that then. They were all filled with laughter, among which Lu Xiang’s laughter was the most harsh and shrill.

For a moment, I thought I was in a junior high school classroom. Sometimes I wonder, if I had stretched out my fist to fight back without hesitation when they threw thumbtacks on my stool for the first time, would there not have been so many things that happened later?

I know that if I choose to remain silent this time, I'm afraid the tragedy in junior high school will happen again.

The time has come when we can no longer bear it anymore.

"That classmate!" The teacher stood on the podium and looked at me very dissatisfied: "Sit down quickly and get ready for class."

The classmates in the class were still laughing. He didn't care about anyone but me. Is it because he knows that I am being bullied and ridiculed by many people, so he dares to criticize me alone? Do even teachers bully the weak and fear the strong?

The laughter continued, but the teacher stared at me dissatisfiedly, as if he believed that I was the source of the laughter.

"Huh..." I breathed out softly and pulled the thumbtacks off my butt one by one.

"Hahahaha, look, it's so funny..." Lu Xiang laughed so hard that he even slapped the table.

"Zhou Mo."

"Um?"

"I'll give you a question. If someone eats chalk, will anything happen?"

"I don't know." Zhou Mo said, "Chalk should be poisonous, right? Teachers use chalk to write on the blackboard every day and inhale a lot of chalk dust. Over time, it will cause discomfort in the nose, throat and other places. , it may cause lung diseases when you get old."

"Let me tell you." I said: "Actually, chalk is not poisonous. Because chalk is made of gypsum, and the ingredient of gypsum is calcium sulfate. Gypsum is stable and non-toxic. Even for thousands of years, traditional Chinese medicine has regarded gypsum as As a kind of medicine, it can be decoctioned or applied to the affected area. It can cool and relieve heat, produce body fluids and quench thirst, promote muscle growth and reduce sores. The reason why teachers have throat discomfort is because the particles of chalk dust are larger and often When inhaled through the nostrils, it is often blocked by the nose, pharynx, larynx and other parts, and adheres to the small airways of the mucous membrane, causing symptoms such as itching. However, the plaster itself is not toxic to the body, so the medical community has not yet found any cases of lung cancer caused by inhaling chalk dust. Reports of local diseases.”

"Oh, you know so much." After listening to my long speech, Zhou Mo looked very surprised: "But now, what are you talking about?"

Yes, there was laughter mocking me everywhere in the classroom, and even the teacher looked at me dissatisfied. Why did I still take the trouble to tell Zhou Mo the chemical composition of chalk? Now, shouldn't I have been so angry that I would have beaten up Lu Xiang?

I think I know what I'm going to do.

I saw my legs slowly leaving the desk and slowly walking onto the podium. I saw my hand reaching to the podium and taking out a dozen pieces of chalk from the chalk box. The teacher asked in confusion: "What are you going to do?" Because of my weird behavior, the classmates in the class stopped laughing and looked at me in confusion. Only Lu Xiang was still laughing: "He's sick again..."

Without saying a word, I held a dozen pieces of chalk in my hand and walked slowly towards Lu Xiang.

When a man's dignity is violated, he must fight back without mercy.

When I was halfway there, Lu Xiang's laughter stopped. He looked at me with a little surprise: "Wang Hao, what are you doing?!"

The class was very quiet, everyone was holding their breath, and the only sound was my footsteps.

One after another, heavy and slow.

Everyone's focus is on me.

Soon, I walked up to Lu Xiang. Lu Xiang stood up suddenly, his eyes widened: "What are you going to do?!" At the same time, he ran away to the back of the classroom. This coward dares to do such a thing, why doesn't he dare to bear the consequences?

I grabbed Lu Xiang's collar, not giving him any chance to escape. At the same time, I tripped lightly and threw him to the ground! Having fought several big fights in Chenggao, dealing with a newbie like Lu Xiang is really not a problem for me.

"Wang Hao, you dare to hit me?!" Lu Xiang lay on the ground and howled: "Aren't you afraid that when we return to Dongguan Town, a group of us will hit you again?! I will tell Zou Yang, I let He's here to beat you! If you dare to hit me, Zou Yang will beat you to death!"

"Let him come."

After saying that, I leaned over and pinched both sides of Lu Xiang's cheeks with one hand, causing his mouth to open wide. Then I stuffed all the dozen pieces of chalk in my other hand into his eye-catching face. Disgusting mouth!

"Woooooooooo..." Lu Xiang shouted, shaking his head desperately and spitting out the chalk.

"Eat it." I said, "Otherwise you will be even worse."

Lu Xiang refused to listen and was still shaking his head, preventing me from continuing to stuff the chalk.

"You don't listen to what you say, don't you?" I punched Lu Xiang's mouth and smashed a large piece of the dozen pieces of chalk into him.

"Are you going to eat or not?!" My tone was calm and slow, and I couldn't even hear any anger in it.

Tears welled up in Lu Xiang's eyes. There were more than a dozen pieces of chalk in his mouth, most of which were still exposed. He shook his head tremblingly.

I punched it again, and the chalk was buried again. Punch after punch, punch after punch, my heart was cold and my punches were ruthless, and there was no situation where I couldn't strike. More than a dozen pieces of chalk quickly broke into several pieces and were all submerged in Lu Xiang's mouth, forming a big bulge in his mouth. It was unknown how many pieces he had swallowed.

"Eat it, chalk is not poisonous." I said this calmly, and then continued to punch it one after another.

I must look terrible now. Although he was doing such cruel and cold-blooded things, he didn't show any mercy at all, and even looked calm and meaningless.

"Woo... Wu..." Lu Xiang was frightened by me, chewed the chalk hard and swallowed it all.

I wiped the chalk dust on Lu Xiang's clothes, then stood up and looked at the classmates coldly.

"Does anyone want to help him?" I asked.

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