Fengcheng old events

Chapter 263 A Daily Day

On Monday, a war broke out in Zhang Xinglong's seventh grade class.

I don’t know why there was a fight during the recess. A large piece of tables, chairs and benches were knocked down. One of them ran away after the fight, and the other fell into a pool of blood, which made the teacher scream in fright.

Students fight and like to tear down the stool board.

There are five boards on a stool, and one board has two nails, even if you move one board up, it won't affect your sitting.You can't see it even if you put it there at ordinary times, and you can copy it up when you are fighting, which is convenient and applicable.

Regardless of boys or girls, the stool board is a must-have tool for fighting and entertainment, especially popular among female martial arts enthusiasts.

It is said among the students that fighting is a group recreational activity that is beneficial to physical and mental health, and it is a physical activity.

Playground, fight between classes, fight in the toilet, fight on the way to and from school, fight on appointment, fight on meeting, boys and girls also fight.A veritable national movement.

The one who was beaten here was sent to the hospital by the school teacher, and the parent of the beating family was notified to come to the school.The stool board hit the back of the head, opening a big hole.

As soon as it stopped, the inter-class exercises started again, this time it was a girl.

Four or five girls from the second year of junior high school were divided into two groups and fought on the edge of the playground. The stools and leather belts were all up. One of them was stabbed in the arm by the other group with a pencil sharpener. Down, down to the bottom.

The pencil sharpener is four to five centimeters long including the sharp part.I just don't know how she came up with the idea of ​​using this as a weapon. It's actually quite difficult to operate, and it's easy to hurt herself.

The student who was raped ran into the teaching building clutching his bleeding arm, and the group chased after him. He didn't know what kind of deep hatred was there. If it wasn't for the intermission bell ringing, he might have to fight for a while.

However, the penknife is quite magical to insert. The incision is as long as the width of a knife, less than one millimeter wide. The bleeding will stop after covering it, but the inside is deep, painful, and swollen.

Many boys have been inspired and are researching the possibility of this thing as a conventional weapon, but it feels too girly, not as domineering as a brick, so it's nothing.Out of fashion.

Near noon, teacher Wang Yanhui from class three got into a fight with the students in her class, in the office of the Chinese teaching and research group.

The exact truth of the matter is unknown, anyway, the student was called to the office by Teacher Wang and punished to stand there, but both of them became angry after being scolded, and Teacher Wang rushed to scratch the boy with all his teeth and claws.

"I'm a shit, I'm a shit." The demonic scream was heard by the whole grade.

In the end, he was kicked aside by the boy without hesitation, and then pounced again.

The teachers of the teaching and research group got up quickly, and the doors were closed. Zhang Xinglong sat on Wang Xiaoli's chair and watched the whole process.He is engraving the roll paper for the class quiz.

In the third grade of junior high school, Teacher Wang is also a mature head teacher. She no longer insists on doing many things by herself, and the class cadres have become her good helpers.It is the most successful group of class cadres in the eight classes of this year's students.

Even when Mr. Wang is busy, occasionally the Chinese class in this class is handed over to Zhang Xinglong.The effect is not bad, the teacher usually dozes off and slackens in class, Zhang Xinglong is very excited in class one by one, his small eyes are staring brightly.It's fun.

Liu Xiyin also had an accident in the class. During the break in the afternoon, I ran trees with some naughty boys in the old building. I just ran quickly up the big tree to see who ran the most steps. He won, but he ran up and down. Came down, hurt both wrists and went to the hospital.

When school was over in the evening, Zhang Xinglong walked back with the Guo family's classmates.

Everyone is rock-paper-scissors as usual, and whoever loses will walk 50 meters with everyone's schoolbags on their backs, and then come again.There is a row of electric poles standing on the side of the road, and the distance between the two electric poles is exactly 50 meters.

Wang Yujun was unlucky, so he carried several hands in a row and went out for two to 300 meters.

He is also a classmate who transferred later, later than Park Xiqing and Park Xishun, and he lives in the same building as Jiang Zexi.

The Guo family members in the class are not harsh, except for Wang Zhichang, who is at the front of the class, and everyone gets along very well, including a few of them who came later.

Just walking away with a smile, suddenly there was a commotion behind, a group of people were running, mixed with angry curses.

Several people leaned to the side of the road and turned their heads to look.

It was Sun Xuliang who got into a fight with others for some reason.When he was divided into classes, he was assigned to the third class, and everyone basically stopped playing together.

The two of them played ping-pong-pong together, watching the fun in a circle.The third year of junior high school is not as timid as it was in the first year of junior high school. Now these people are the biggest in the school, and they are all courageous.

Sun Xuliang is usually quite mischievous. When he was in elementary school, he was the one who had the most conflicts with Zhang Xinglong in the class. He was a bit flirtatious, but he was good at fighting, he was quick and dared to strike.

He is also the first among Zhang Xinglong's elementary school classmates to know about men and women. He often tells his classmates some things about adults, and even knows how to do things he likes to do.

In the end, they were pulled away. After beating for a while, the anger was almost exhausted, and someone began to act as a peacemaker, separating the two.

Sun Xuliang was out of breath, and both hands were broken.

It wasn't someone who hit him, but he himself hammered his fist against the wall.

Feeling that he had won the battle, he was as proud as a little rooster, and greeted these acquaintances as if nothing had happened.

"Your hand is bleeding, doesn't it hurt?" Zhang Xinglong asked.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, I'm used to it."

Everyone got together and continued to go to Guobao. They were all acquaintances. They were either in the same class or played together in elementary school.

There are red brick walls on both sides of the road. On the side near the oil depot is the gutter of Zhaojiabao's residential building, which is covered with prefabricated panels, but it has not been completely covered.

Then everyone walked together talking and laughing, some people were on the road, and some people were on the ditch cover.

"Oh." Suddenly someone yelled, Zhang Xinglong turned his head and looked over, as if nothing happened.

After walking a few steps forward, someone said, "Where is Zheng Debao? Did he fall?"

So everyone turned their heads back and ran to the edge of the ditch to look down.

The ditch is quite deep, at least five or six meters.Sure enough, Zheng Debao didn't pay attention to his feet, went straight down, and fell down.

"Damn, you can fall down here, why don't you shout?"

"I yelled, didn't you hear me?"

I really didn’t hear it, one is that the ditch is too deep and semi-closed, and the other is that the group of children walking and talking together is like arguing, which is louder than a car.

Zhang Xinglong felt a little dark, who told you to fight with my brother, and even kicked me at the sports meeting.But it didn't show up.

You can't climb out of this place, and you will enter the sealed section when you go down. You can only walk back because of the head. There is still an uncovered section over there, and it is relatively shallow, about two or three meters.

Zheng Debao limped and walked forward while supporting the wall while his classmates and friends accompanied him.

Zhang Xinglong and other Class [-] students went home directly.

Later it was heard that his lower leg was broken, and Zhang Xinglong felt that it was retribution.Should.

(End of this chapter)