bad youth

"Oh, Liu Zihong is really too." I sighed, patted Black Spider on the shoulder and said, "Brother Spider, when I see him, I must tell him well." Liu Zihong still listened to me more, let him and It shouldn't be a big deal for his brother to get back together.

Black Spider might have really drunk too much, and there were tears in the corner of his eyes: "Brother Hao, thank you so much!"

That night, Black Spider and I drank for a long time before falling asleep.The next day, I went to class as usual, and nothing happened.However, the story of me being intercepted by Zhang Yunfei seemed to spread. During class, someone pointed at me and whispered, and Jia Tai seemed very happy.While playing cards, Wen Xin told me that he had a conflict with Jia Tai yesterday, and he did go out to call for someone. He wanted to call his boss—the second brother to come over and clean me up.As a result, when the eldest brother heard that the person who was going to be beaten was Wang Hao, he just shook his head and couldn't say anything.I said it's a pity, and I wanted to see how big his dick was.Several people laughed, it was quite happy anyway.After chatting a lot, I found that Wen Xin is indeed a gossip, and knows all the big and small things in the vocational college very clearly.But it's nice to have someone like that around.

The single-minded freshmen have started military training, and their slogans can be heard from a long distance away.The four of us were often bored after class, so we wandered to the big playground to watch freshman training.Training by yourself and watching others train are two different things, especially when they are standing in the military posture, we are very comfortable sitting in the shade, but they can only stand in the sun bitterly.And the instructors are very fierce, they beat them at every turn, basically every time I go, I can see the instructors beating people.Once when we were sitting in the shade to rest, there happened to be a squad standing in a military posture in the open space opposite.A student seemed to have an itchy butt, so he stretched out his hand to scratch it, and the instructor happened to see it.The instructor started galloping at a distance of seven or eight meters, and kicked him in the stomach, kicking the student so hard that he couldn't get up for a long time.

The instructor was still complacent: "Is your ass hole rotten? Why are you scratching it?" His words were very dirty, and he didn't have the quality of a soldier at all.It’s okay to hit people often, and I also found that the soldiers are all hooligans, who often use the excuse of corrective actions to touch and caress girls’ bodies.His actions are obviously very standard, and he still has to go over and touch his hands, waist and so on.When it's time for a break, you can often hear a group of students complaining there.Li Xiaojie said: "Hey, it's finally about to fight. Rush between freshmen and instructors is almost a must-have program for the military training of the vocational college every year. It's just a good time to see how bloody freshmen this year are."

Once when we were sitting, there were seven or eight freshmen sitting diagonally. They looked familiar. When they talked, we realized that they were the ones we saw at the entrance of the teaching building on the first day.Among them was a man with a mustache, who seemed to be their head, and was discussing beating the instructor.Some said they were beaten in the toilet, and some said they were beaten in a sack, and they discussed it for a long time.

Watching the freshmen's military training being ravaged has become one of our hobbies after school. Basically, we have to go around every time after class to see if there are any fights.I feel that I am becoming more and more numb, and it is quite interesting to watch the instructor beat someone.Within a few days, the first incident of a student beating an instructor happened.It is said that one night, an instructor placed an order. After eating supper in the cafeteria, when he was walking back alone, he was surrounded by more than a dozen freshmen on the way.Sure enough, they were beaten with sacks, and the whole process was very quick. The students left quickly after the beating without saying a word.The instructor was even more miserable and was beaten into a pig's head.The next day, a freshman meeting was held to let the murderer stand up by himself.Under such circumstances, who can stand up can only let it go.It's just that the instructors have become more ruthless in dealing with the freshmen, venting their anger on these freshmen, and they are rarely alone.

According to Li Xiaojie's analysis, a bigger storm is coming, and the process is in line with the annual Rush events.

The flowers bloom at both ends, each showing a branch.I was waiting for this turmoil to come, but something happened in our class, and I was involved again.The thing is, the bell rang for class that day, and everyone went about their business as usual.Because it is a Chinese class, which is my favorite class, even if the classroom is messy, I still have to listen to the class (of course I am not very serious). Li Xiaojie and the others knew my habits, so they didn't come around to play cards.Our Chinese teacher is an old man with profound knowledge, and his lectures are very interesting. I also like to listen to his lectures.As a result, this teacher did not come that day, but another teacher came.A young and beautiful female teacher, her hair is as smooth as vermicelli in clear soup.Yes, I was also a little dumbfounded, it was Teacher Yuan Xiaoyi who I met on the first day.Teacher Yuan was still wearing that white dress, which perfectly showed her exquisite figure.Teacher Yuan stood on the podium and said: "Mr. Wu has something to do recently. I will teach him for a few days. My name is Yuan Xiaoyi."

Then write down your name on the blackboard: Yuan Xiaoyi.I have to say, that handwriting is really beautiful, as beautiful as her person.

Because I had a good impression of Teacher Yuan, I was quite excited at the time, grinning non-stop, and quietly reached out to greet her.Teacher Yuan also saw me and smiled at me.It felt so good, it was as sweet as honey.Meeting a teacher you like, and then meeting a class you like, is one of the great joys in life.

There was also a buzz around, and everyone was also attracted by this beautiful female teacher.Obviously, it was also the first time they saw Yuan Xiaoyi.As I said last time, I feel that Yuan Xiaoyi is the newly assigned female teacher. My feeling is indeed correct, otherwise it is impossible for them not to have seen her before.The classroom is messy, but that's normal.I don't know which class Teacher Yuan led before. She must have gotten used to the environment of the vocational college, and just like other teachers, she only focuses on her own class.I listened very carefully, and I was probably the only one in the class who listened carefully.Teacher Yuan also quickly discovered this situation, and kept looking at me. After each point of knowledge, she asked me with her eyes if I understood, and I responded with a smile, telling her that I understood.As a result, the eyes of our two kept meeting. This kind of eye contact is really good and beautiful, which gave me an unprecedented novel experience.But to be honest, I didn't think about evil thoughts. Although I was a famous big bastard at the time, I was still very traditional in my bones. Beautiful, and it's great that she's my teacher again.

Speaking of this, I think of one thing.When I was in junior high school, there was also a female teacher who had just graduated from college. She was a little short, but she was pretty.In the first class, she wanted to choose a class representative. Normally, the teacher would directly promote this kind of thing, but since she came back from a big city, she advocated democratic selection, allowing students to recommend themselves and vote for one.At that time, the class representative was also an official, and he could collect homework and so on, which could satisfy the vanity of the students.There were quite a few people who came forward to recommend them, some were good at studying and some were not. What's even more funny was that there was a bastard among them.The female teacher didn't know the situation, so she asked everyone to raise their hands to vote.That bastard was the worst at studying, but no one dared not vote for him.As a result, he was elected unanimously.The female teacher thought that he had real talents, so she appointed him as her class representative.After a while, the female teacher left without saying goodbye, and the bastard also dropped out of school.Later, rumors spread that because this bastard was a class representative, he often went to the female teacher's office, and even deceived the female teacher's feelings and body... Of course, the latter paragraph was spread, and I still don't know if it is true or not. .

Although I heard about such things in junior high school, I still held my nose in a sneering attitude. I always felt that the gap between students and teachers was too great, and it was simply impossible for something to happen.Therefore, I respect Teacher Yuan Xiaoyi.

Because I was the only one listening to Teacher Yuan's class in the whole classroom, so she kept asking me to answer questions.After all, I also came from Chenggao, so my answer was perfect and beautiful.I can feel that it is the first time that Mr. Yuan has met such a well-behaved and sensible student as me since he came to teach in the vocational college. He obviously likes me more and more, and keeps smiling at me.

Gradually, the classroom seemed to become a stage for the two of us. I only had her in my eyes, and she only had me in her eyes.She only taught me this class, and I only listened to her class.How should I put it, there is a feeling of bosom friend.After all, when I came to the vocational college, it was the first time for me to take lectures so seriously, and it must be the first time for her to give lectures so seriously.

Just when the two of us were interacting perfectly, I heard someone vaguely say: "This teacher is so coquettish, he actually seduced the students."

The sound is not loud, but the penetrating power is very strong, and it got into my ears immediately.People seem to have this phenomenon. Once they say bad things about you, their ears will become extra sharp.Not only me, but even Teacher Yuan heard it. I felt that she looked a little stunned, her face was slightly red, and her tongue was a little tied in the lecture.

I looked towards the source of the sound, and there were three or four boys sitting around, pointing at Yuan Xiaoyi and giggling.These boys were the ones who burned books at the back of the classroom before, and they seemed to be subordinates of some one-eyed dragon.At this moment, they are still swearing, saying that this teacher has big breasts and buttocks, so he must be very flirtatious on the bed.And this topic seemed to be contagious, and all the boys in the class turned their attention to Yuan Xiaoyi on the podium.At first, when Yuan Xiaoyi first came in, they were just amazed and didn't say anything else. Afterwards, they went their own way, and they didn't see the interaction between Yuan Xiaoyi and me.As a result, because those idiots with one-eyed dragons took the lead, all of them now have yellow accents like crazy.

"Looks pretty pure, I don't know if she's flirtatious or not on the bed." "I don't know how much I can pay to have sex with this teacher once." "I don't know if she's still a virgin, if she is, it will be more expensive." "Just kidding, they all graduated from college I don't know how many people have been raped..."