Beyond The Outline

During the national defense education period, it was sunny for five consecutive days. When the students in Class 7 were writing in the classroom, the sky began to turn overcast.

Shao Zhan is too familiar with the handwriting on the paper.

Because he imitated.

Linjiang No. 6 Middle School is no better than other high schools that focus on fine arts—for example, Liyang No. 2 Middle School, where art students account for 80% of them every year, and even if they turn a few hundred pages of the school calendar, it’s impossible to find out. An art student.

The four characters of the Central Academy of Fine Arts are written like a playful.

If Meng Guowei saw it, he would have thought that a classmate was fooling around and could vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

The jet black clouds converged from a distance, completely obscuring the last rays of light coming in through the gaps in the clouds.

"Are you sorted out?" Meng Guowei took the notice and returned to the office. He saw a neat stack of papers and said, "Okay, thanks for your hard work, next English class? Go back and do the preparatory work in advance."

Shao Zhan got up and moved his hands faster than his brain. Taking advantage of Meng Guowei's attention, he pulled out the paper with the words "Central Academy of Fine Arts".

"Shao Zhan." Meng Guowei stopped him again.

Shao Zhan's footsteps.

He calmly pressed the note with the composition paper reviewed by Meng Guowei and grasped it in his hand.

Meng Guowei remembered the first time he saw a young boy in his first year of high school. When he walked in, the air temperature dropped a few degrees. Aside from the full score that was handed in in advance, the most impressive thing was the sharp cold look between the young man's eyebrows. Shao Zhan, who is standing in front of him now, is not much different from that time, but Meng Guowei always feels that there is something different.

It may be that the indifference involuntarily converged a bit, especially when Xu Sheng was mentioned.

"The incident that Xu Sheng fought at Luzhou Base..."

Meng Guowei has always wanted to talk to Shao Zhan. He put down the notice and said: "You have always been an excellent student in the eyes of the teacher. Any difficulty, you can find me."

Shao Zhan was stunned.

Meng Guowei said, "Let's go." He is not good at lyricism, so he turned his face and coughed, and said, "Go."

As soon as Shao Zhan walked out of the office, a classmate behind him followed him and summoned the courage to stop him: "Student Shao Zhan."

The person who came is the second in ten thousand years.

Do not.

After this monthly exam, he has now turned to be the number one.

Shao Zhan really didn't understand what they were talking about: "Is there something?"

Wannian's second child said with a sullen face: "I know your monthly exam is not uncomfortable."

Shao Zhan stopped to look at him, not knowing where he had leaked the wind: "...?"

Wannian second child: "After the first exam, you still said that the question is too simple and there is no difficulty at all. You can make 10 papers like this one in 120 minutes."

That's what Xu Sheng pretended to be.

Wannian's second child continued: "Are you looking down on me."

"..."

"You have changed." Something in Wannian's eyes was gradually shattering, "I used to regard you as my strongest opponent, because you, like me, respect the examination room, respect the examination, and cherish every opportunity for the examination. I think we have the same belief in learning."

"..."

Wannian's second child finally held the exercise book in his hand, turned his head, and walked straight past Shao Zhan's side.

When Shao Zhan returned to work, he saw a group of people gathered around the seat. With Xu Sheng as the center, Hou Jun sat opposite Xu Sheng, and the few people chatted enthusiastically.

Xu Sheng, put aside the bluffing "school bully"

The title is really popular.

Xu Sheng unscrewed the mineral water bottle and was listening to Hou Jun sharing his gossip. Hou Jun lowered his voice and said, "Brother Sheng, do you know that Yang Shiwei was beaten again later?"

Xu Sheng shook his hand, and the water in the water bottle overflowed a little.

"Being beaten again?"

Are there so many enemies?

"Yeah, let's go to the stage to review, let's do the next day."

To say that Yang Shiwei, Xu Sheng spoke in public on stage, and he didn't come to find fault afterwards, which was strange enough. Hou Jun met a few old classmates in Honghai. After the review, many old classmates took the initiative to chat. The content of the chat was very directional. They pointed directly to the two grasses in their class: Monkey, let me ask, do they have an object? (* ω\\*).

Hou Jun: Our class learns God or our class is a school bully, which one do you ask?

The old classmate hurriedly said: I can do all I can!

Hou Jun: …Is the appetite so big?

However, Hou Jun can only say in his heart, friends, you are not too bad, because they may be engaging in objects, but I have no evidence. And these two cp names are there, please go out and turn right to Linjiang Sixth Middle School to post it to see how high the building is.

But this does not affect Hou Jun's eating melon.

Old classmate: He was beaten again. It seems that he was still blocking him near the dormitory at night.

What is going on in this matter, you may only have to interview Yang Shiwei himself.

Yang Shiwei really didn't want to let Xu Sheng go easily. He was thinking about how to find the fault to appear natural and not blunt. However, just after the evening training, he walked back to the bedroom and walked out of the alleyway.

He is familiar with this figure.

Because he took a bath, did not wear the blue military uniform of Linjiang Sixth Middle School, and only wore a thin T-shirt, the overlap rate with the person in memory was higher.

Before Yang Shiwei had time to react, his back was already in close contact with the asphalt pavement of the Luzhou base in the next second, and an explosion of pain exploded from his ribs—

The young man’s voice was terribly cold, and the pressure and sharpness he was pressed on weekdays almost swept him. He hasn't touched anyone for a long time: "I'm not looking for you because you are talking nonsense."

"Which hand hit him,"

The boy's voice was suppressed, "Speak."

"..."

Xu Sheng ate half of the melon and found that Hou Jun didn't know what was going on. He raised his head and took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Can you understand if you can eat it again."

When Xu Sheng saw Shao Zhan coming in from the door of the class, he screwed on the lid and shouted: "—at the same table."

Shao Zhan lost his temper, and he didn't bother to calculate the old accounts of the monthly exam with him.

The class bell rang.

Hou Jun and the others dispersed, and Shao Zhan opened his seat: "What are you talking about."

Xu Sheng said: "Talk about an unimportant person. The monkey said that Yang Shiwei was beaten again. He really made countless enemies. Although he didn't know who it was, he played well."

Shao Zhan didn't speak.

Xu Sheng turned his head and stared at Shao Zhan for a while

Son, through Shao Zhan, he finally no longer buttoned his clothes to the top of the school uniform jacket. An unprovoked idea came out of his mind. It can also be called intuition. He asked: "The night of the review, you were not in the dormitory, right? ."

Shao Zhan: "Cha Gang?"

The word Cha Gang sounds inexplicable and has other meanings.

Xu Sheng: "...not really."

Shao Zhan turned to the topic and reminded him: "Class is now."

Throughout the morning, the sky was still surging with dark clouds.

Xu Sheng was very nervous in this class. He was so nervous that he couldn't sleep on the table, and he couldn't see the whole situation like before in the game. He was off the line in the middle of the game.

This spooky weather.

Will there be a sudden thunder in a while?

Xu Sheng was really afraid of the mysterious thunder.

He couldn't sleep, so he lay on the table and poked Shao Zhan with a pen: "Hey.╾Fantasy Literature╾"

The last section of the morning was a biology class. The biology teacher left a question on the blackboard for them to write in the exercise book.

Shao Zhan writes the questions very quickly. Others are still copying the questions. He has already written the answer with his pen: "Say."

Xu Sheng: "What if there is a thunder in a while."

Shao Zhan's nib took a meal.

Xu Sheng continued to make up for this terrible guess: "Although the thunder was not caused by rain in the first two times, and others can't hear the thunder, but it does not rule out that normal thunder will also change..."

Outside the window, after the dark sky was brewing for a long time, the clouds were surging darkly, the lightning flashed, and the pouring rain poured down.

"Fuck me."

Xu Sheng panicked even more.

He, Xu Sheng, there is almost nothing to be afraid of when rounding up in this life.

One crime is counted.

Now one more, thunder.

Xu Sheng wore a hat today and lay there lazily. He could only see the smooth half of his chin, and a little bit of the tip of his nose, with broken hair hiding in front of his eyes.

After Shao Zhan finished writing the answer, he raised his hand and pulled the hat on his head forward with the hand that was holding the pen, covering the remaining half of his face: "Thinking about it."

The biology teacher stood on the stage, seeing the little movement in the audience clearly.

The teacher always favors the one with good grades. Xu Sheng does not cause trouble less often. Besides, it is indeed the day when Xu Sheng talked to Shao Zhan first. She sternly said: "Xu Sheng, stand up."

Xu Sheng pulled off his hat and stood up.

The biology teacher was so angry that he stepped on the floor with high heels and walked two steps: "What were you doing just now, I will give you a chance to admit your mistakes yourself."

Xu Sheng: "Am I harassing my tablemate?"

Shao Zhan: "..."

Unexpectedly, Xu Shenghui's straightforward biology teacher: "..."

Other students in the audience: "..."

Hou Jun: "As expected of Brother Sheng, the word harassment is used well and has a soul."

Although there was a small accident in class, the rain outside the window was getting heavier and louder, and there was a vague roar of thunder, but it was like a constantly stalling engine, and the thunder never struck down.

After class, Xu Sheng slid on the phone screen.

Weather forecast.

Rain, the temperature is 34℃.

Although the rain should only be a natural weather phenomenon, it still reminded Xu Sheng.

He and Shao Zhanneng are in

If the Luzhou base suddenly changes for the second time, there will be a third time, a fourth time...

After the late self-study, the rain weakened, and Xu Sheng was in a tight mood all day, unable to sleep for a long time.

He lay on the bed, thinking about it for a while and then clicked on Shao Zhan's head.

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S: I thought about it.

Shao Zhan: What to consider.

S: We have to find a way.

S: First strike to control mines.

S: Can't just wait and die.

Xu Sheng sometimes admires his ingenuity.

He originally intended to discuss with Shao Zhan about countermeasures, but after a few words were sent out, a wonderful idea automatically popped up in his mind.

Xu Sheng exits and clicks on Taobao APP.

Type three words in the search bar, the internet speed of the dormitory building is not good, and the page is loaded after a few seconds.

On the page is a list of pictures with lightning effects!

The picture is marked "Stainless Steel Fine Lightning Rod".

Xu Sheng thought about these pictures for two seconds, remembering that the school should have installed lightning rods, it seemed useless, it had to be more ruthless.

Another wonderful idea came up in Xu Sheng's mind again.

He typed on the search page: high-voltage electrical insulation clothing.

A complete set of yellow insulation suits similar to raincoats were loaded soon!

Double-layer flame-retardant, insulating fabric.

Withstand voltage, withstand voltage 1KV3KV5KV, time 1min.

Three-layer EVA, velcro buckle, bib-style trousers.

This insulating suit has everything from gloves to boots.

The detailed introduction page is marked with a line of small roadside advertisements with the same bold and accented yellow characters. At first glance, it looks like "two pieces of 20% off", but at the moment a few lines of yellow characters read:

Safe and durable, lightning and electricity protection.

Extreme craftsmanship, durable—a set of insulating clothing to protect your safety, designed for lightning protection.

We promise, lightning protection!

No lightning protection, unconditional refund!