My iceberg smiled

Chapter 587 Tank Squad

Six years later.

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Haicheng.

Xicheng District.Haiping No. [-] Middle School.

A self-study class is being held in a small classroom on the second floor of the teaching building.Only the classroom managed by the class leader was noisy as usual.

Even the class cadres were talking and laughing with the students below, as if they didn't intend to take care of them at all.

This is already the norm in Class 9 ([-]).

As long as the teacher does not come, the classroom is an entertainment hall, Kouhe Hall, and a chat room.

The level of the sound never subsides according to how many people in the classroom are sleeping or how many people are seriously studying.

That's right, this is indeed the "tank class" of the first grade in Haiping No. 9 Middle School, commonly known as "the tail of the crane". ([-]) Class is particularly outstanding.

What kind of challenge?
It was during the self-study class of Grade 9 ([-]) class that the downstairs Grade [-] class could hear stomping, and the upstairs Grade [-] class could hear the sound of someone throwing marbles to the ceiling.

Usually at this time, the teachers upstairs and downstairs will jointly report to the teaching office.

The role of the dean comes into play at this moment.

Some students in class one (9) of high school who are used to being criticized have already developed immunity to the dean. If you punish me, I will not care!

Carry out the principle of "persist in making mistakes and never correct them" to the end, and die with the dean.

The key is that they don't make any big mistakes. When the teacher doesn't come, they are noisy. As soon as the dean arrives at the battlefield, he is as quiet as a chicken.

Well-behaved who wouldn't pretend?
This made the teachers who complained all the same. They knew that Class One (9) was making a fuss, but there was no evidence.

Today is still an extremely noisy day, and it is time for three or four classes in the afternoon.

In the classroom, those who played Three Kingdoms, Fight the Landlords, and those who secretly played black games on their mobile phones occupied one, two, three, and four groups of different geographical locations, forming small groups in circles.

And on a certain table in the middle of the classroom, a thin and handsome figure was lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

"A pair of 4!"

"Tube it, a pair of rings."

"A pair of 2!"

"Sorry, pass."

"I'm sorry too, you continue."

Someone with a pair of 2s licked his lips, and threw out five cards, "Three generations of twos! Three hooks with a pair of 5s..." The man combed his hair, the tip of his hair was still a little yellow, obviously It is dyed and faded.

While playing the cards, the head of the plane glanced at a certain boy who was sleeping soundly behind him, and said, "How do you think Brother Xiao can sleep in such an environment? I definitely can't fall asleep, even though I don't like quietness very much." , but judging from the decibels in our class, I would be so angry that I would smash the table after sleeping for five seconds at most."

"Go! Three A's and a pair of 7's... That's right, sometimes I can be disturbed by the sound of my own voice, so why sleep? Sleeping ass! Why waste a good youth on sleeping, wake up Hey! Hurry up and play the cards, it's your turn to fuck it! Momojiji!"

Xia Jia, the head of the plane, has a short cut, dark skin, a spicy stick in his mouth, and he is cursing while playing cards, and his mouth is quite sharp.

"Understood, I'll blow you up with four 3s!" Next to Pingcuntou was a handsome dog with too much force when he threw out the four cards.

One of the 3s flew directly to the side.

(End of this chapter)