Beyond The Outline

There are a lot of people in the office at this point. They are all class representatives who came to the office to hand in their homework after the flag-raising ceremony. But this sound is really hard to ignore, like a breath of cold suddenly emerging in a hot summer. .

It's hard to ignore, and even a little familiar, so that Xu Sheng heard the word "report" very clearly in this noisy place like a vegetable market.

"You came just right," Meng Guowei put down the water glass, "have all your homework been collected?"

"One copy short."

Xu Shengman lowered his eyes carelessly, first saw a gray-blue school uniform corner, and then the man beside him put a pile of homework on the table, so Xu Sheng moved his eyes up two inches and saw a hand with well-knotted bones. Horizontally in front of you.

The wrist bones are prominent and the fingers are very long.

Meng Guowei wanted to ask who was the messenger, and when he saw the person who just got off the review stage, he reacted to this question. No need to ask at all. He said: "You took leave yesterday, and you are not very familiar with the people in the class. It just happens to be this. The person who didn’t hand in the homework is here. You... know each other and it will be convenient to collect homework in the future.

"I never hand in homework, so it's not convenient."

Xu Sheng said that he saw the face of Xueshen on the side, and Shao Zhan happened to look at him when he heard the words. With his eyes facing each other, the remaining sentence "Is there anything else" in his mouth turned. A bend: "...Why are you?"

It was the school uniform that was too straightforward.

Because of the fair complexion and dark hair of the teenager, the facial features are actually very prominent. It depends on the indifferent expression of "keep away from me" to dilute the aggressiveness of some of the facial features. When you go to that stop, it seems that the whole person is full of aggression. Separated from the surroundings.

Xu Sheng's previous question about "Does the No. 6 school uniforms look so good?" was answered, because among so many people wearing school uniforms in the office, he was the only one who could wear them.

Meng Guowei was overjoyed, and his joy was beyond words: "You know?"

More than cognition.

Even the holidays are there.

The two answered almost at the same time—

Xu Sheng: "That's it."

Shao Zhan: "I don't know."

Xu Sheng: "?"

Shao Zhan didn't know this sentence without ups and downs, and was extremely cold.

Meng Guowei was a little confused by the two of them, wondering if he knew it or not?

Xu Sheng couldn’t say what he was feeling now. He was writing a review all night, gritting his teeth while writing, and said that if he knew who it was, he might be able to rush into the other party’s bedroom in the middle of the night and be beaten by the quilt. As a result, the other party didn’t remember it at all. .

"The dormitory building, three thousand words review," Xu Sheng said, "or I have to be more specific, the wall."

Shao Zhan took leave yesterday and drove to school in the evening by car. He walked to the door of the dormitory building and saw someone climbing the wall. He really didn't care who was going over the wall. Many of them went in and out of the dormitory, and many changed after returning to the dormitory. School uniform. Only then did the person in front of him and the person who walked to the flag-raising platform a long distance a while ago, opened his mouth and said the first sentence and caused a sensation in the school.

Shao Zhan obviously had nothing to say. He lowered his eyes to look at him and reluctantly commented on this review: "The review is well written."

Xu Sheng: "..." What do you mean?

Xu Sheng's mood now is a capitalized "Fuck".

Meng Guowei didn’t understand it, so he decided to go directly to the subject: "You two

It’s great to know that. That’s right. There are several students in the class who applied to change seats. I plan to slightly adjust the seat list of our class. The preliminary plan is to let you two sit together. Do you have any comments? ? "

The two of them said at the same time—

It's just that this time there is a tacit understanding.

"Have."

Xu Sheng really couldn't stay in the office anymore. He didn't know what he was thinking about introducing him to the new class teacher whom his classmates knew. Next to him was the classmate who had just formed Liangzi yesterday.

He was afraid that he was irrational.

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"Teacher, I and this classmate Shao Zhan," Xu Sheng didn't know how to say, and finally suffocated, "We are **** inappropriate."

Meng Guowei: "..."

"People pay attention to fate, and the twisted melon is not sweet. I and I are at the same table now, we are very close to each other, the atmosphere is also very harmonious, like-minded, I sleep and he listens to classes and no one affects anyone."

Meng Guowei tried to interrupt him.

Xu Sheng said again: "Students who reluctantly come will have no good results."

"..."

Xu Sheng himself felt that the more he heard the words, the stranger he heard, so he changed the subject and simply opened the door of the office: "Anyway, I also wrote about the review. As for the punishment, you can do it whatever you want, nothing else. I'll go back to work."

It was the second time that Meng Guowei was choked by Xu Sheng. This attitude showed that he refused to communicate hard and soft. He couldn't find a place to start when he wanted to preach.

One is gone, and the other is left. Meng Guowei sorts his mind and turns to Shao Zhan: "You don't want to be at the same table with him?"

"Yes."

Meng Guowei hit two walls in a row today, and he was able to smooth the anger: "Can I ask the reason?"

Shao Zhan’s reasons are more realistic, purely because changing seats is too troublesome, and he has no interest in knowing anyone: "Trouble."

Meng Guowei's One Belt One Project didn't even take the first step, and he died.

To say that Xu Sheng is not easy to get along with, in fact, in Meng Guowei's view, Shao Zhan is the one who is really bad to get along with.

Meng Guowei first met Shao Zhan when he was in the first year of high school. Although he did not teach the first year of high school, he was responsible for the various competitions of the high school group.

After registering for the mathematics competition, he started the evening self-study training. The entire meeting room was only one of his first graders. Meng Guowei prepared a set of basic competition questions specially for him in the mentality of participation is victory.

As a result, the teenager sat in the last row for less than ten minutes, raised his hand, came up with the paper, and slapped the paper with the answers in front of him: "You don't have to prepare the basic questions for me next time."

The preparation period for the competition was more than a month. He was alone and didn't have any bad relationships with anyone, but he didn't see anyone who had a good relationship with him. The expressions staring at the paper were much warmer than when looking at the people in the conference room.

Meng Guowei was silent for two seconds, planning to implement the plan from another angle: "That's OK, there is another thing. You were not here yesterday, and our class committee members have not been selected. Is there any position I want to take?"

"I have to prepare for the competition later, maybe I don't have time and energy."

Shao Zhan blocked Meng Guowei's words.

But Meng Guowei refused to give up easily. He slapped his thigh and said, "Isn't it a coincidence. The position I left for you just doesn't take much time or effort."

Shao Zhan heard that the head teacher was determined

The idea wants him to be the class committee member: "Just tell me."

Meng Guowei said happily: "Our class just lacks a disciplinary committee!"

"Is it not taking much time? Just right, you care about Xu Sheng... Ah no, when you are in charge of discipline, pay attention to our classmate Xu Sheng. ⁂玄幻文学_⁂"

Meng Guowei: "He may skip class in various ways from time to time, go out over the wall, stay out at night, fight outside school..."

When Xu Sheng returned to class, he didn't know that Meng Guowei had a big move behind his back.

Zhang Feng heard that Xueshen came to class today on vacation. After the morning exercises, he squatted and looked at the door of the seventh class. Xu Sheng was not there, so he talked to Xu Sheng at the same table: "Warrior, why do you say I rub shoulders with Xueshen every time? Yes, do I really have no fate with him?"

Xu Sheng's tablemate is a boy wearing glasses. He looks weak, but his nickname is Warrior. Except for the name "Courage"

Besides, it was because he dared to sit next to Xu Sheng and survived for two days.

Li Mingyong was actually not that brave at all. He arrived late because of the temporary breakdown of the bus. He and Xu Sheng were next to each other, and he had no choice at all.

The moment he walked into Class 7, he almost wanted to end his high school career on the spot.

Li Mingyong was also in awe of the school bully's friend: "Xueshen went to the office, you can come back next class."

Zhang Feng: "Why do you tremble when you talk, sitting at the same table with our boss, what do you think?"

Just in the teacher's office, Xu Sheng described it as "love each other, harmonious atmosphere, like-minded"

Li Mingyong, his deskmate, said in his heart: I want to drop out.

"Our boss one doesn't hit people and the other rarely scolds people. He's very civilized," Zhang Feng said. "You don't need to be so scared."

While talking, Xu Sheng happened to walk to the window. He didn't enter the classroom. He stood next to Zhang Feng, leaning against the window and asked, "What are you afraid of."

Zhang Feng: "Talking about you, you seem to be afraid of you at the same table."

Xu Sheng has no self-awareness. He admits that he hasn't done anything in the past few days. In class, he sleeps or plays with his mobile phone. When he goes out to the penalty station, he can create an absolutely quiet learning atmosphere for the same table. So what he said to Meng Guowei Not all lies: "I have a good relationship with me at the same table."

After Xu Sheng finished speaking, he asked, "Yes, Li Yong."

Li Mingyong: "..."

Zhang Feng: "My name is Li Mingyong. Even me, who is far away in the first class, remembers what's wrong with you."

Xu Sheng touched his nose and avoided the topic. He was busy in the morning and hadn't eaten yet. After a while, he realized he was hungry: "Is there anything to eat."

Zhang Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Xu Sheng glanced at him.

Zhang Feng consciously put the cigarette back. The sixth lieutenant colonel doesn't smoke, so smoking just doesn't fit the personality at all.

Zhang Feng took it in his pocket for a long time before he took out a lollipop: "This is the only thing. Or was it a gift from the canteen when he bought cigarettes to make up. You didn't have breakfast?"

"I went to write a review last night, and I slept in the morning." Xu Sheng originally put his elbow on the edge of the window, turned around after receiving the lollipop, and peeled off the sugar paper with his back to the window. "You come to Class 7 again. What's the mess."

Zhang Feng said, "Let’s watch the joke, didn’t you say you won’t be caught?" Before he could say it, the class bell rang. He hurriedly walked backwards, and said as he walked: "Stop talking, the next section is In our class, Lao Li’s class, I want to enter the class one second late, and I won’t be able to get any skin left by him."

Xu Sheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, waved at him casually, and then entered the class with candy in his mouth.

He was sitting in a chair, and only then did he remember to see what class this was. He leaned back and squinted, only to find that the corner of the blackboard was blocked by a person, and he could only see the top one. The buttons on his school uniform, and the juvenile's juvenile Adam's apple, black hair, and cold expression.

When Shao Zhan walked to the back of the classroom, the angle was staggered, and Xu Sheng could see clearly that the word "mathematics" was written on the blackboard.

Xu Sheng smashed the sugar in his mouth in twos and then, and then he turned his head in the belly of the table in this posture of tilting the chair's feet and turning over the book. What kind of book he received is still what it is now, and the title page did not even write his name. .

I was turning over and heard an exclamation from someone in the class, and then the whole class began to whisper.

Xu Sheng did not raise his eyes, but he also noticed that the sunlight coming in from outside the window was blocked by people. He was originally immersed in the sunlight. At this moment, it suddenly went dark as if the sky had changed, and even a large screen was projected on the table. Block shadows.

He was forced to look up.

Shao Zhan crossed the first few rows of classmates without directly returning to his position. He walked to the other side of the aisle, leaned slightly, and pinched **** on the lollipop pole Xu Sheng was holding. Xu Sheng was stunned. The white plastic stick was directly taken away by Shao Zhan: "Candy is not allowed in class."

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Lao Meng: You two should be at the same table

Xu Sheng: Not suitable

Shao Zhan: trouble

Ahuang: Do you know what it feels like when your face hurts?