Chapter 8 8. Dogs that bite people never bark

To be honest, I don't really remember how I suddenly rushed to beat up Teng Zhen.When a person is angry, it is no different from drinking the broken pieces, but according to Xing Guizhi later, I jumped up, spanned three or four meters, stayed in the air for more than ten seconds, and kicked more than forty feet all the way. I think Xing Guizhi should have taken off his intelligence and pants together. But in fact, the weapon I used when I was pulled away by everyone was not a roundabout kick, but a serial bite.I held onto Teng Zhen's calf tightly, and he was dragged on the ground for five or six meters when he was called for help, but he still didn't let go. In the end, a man grabbed my chin and rescued him.

He rolled up his trousers, and the two rows of bloody teeth marks on his calf formed a perfect closed loop. I really deserve to be engaged in art. Gradually regaining my sanity, I was a little scared, but I didn't regret it.Standing next to the urinal in the men's toilet surrounded by a group of boys in jerseys talking nonsense, it's really not a good feeling, but when I saw the miserable state of the boy Teng Zhen who was almost crying from pain, my heart, It's as comfortable as being flattened by an electric iron! "Which class are you from?! Why bite people! I'm asking you something! Are you looking for a beating?"

City No. 1 Middle School is full of exclamation marks from students to teachers, why do they like to shout so much? I raised my eyelids and looked at the big black-skinned fool who was scolding me, and I wasn't afraid.The second highest high school in the province, most of the students are good boys. It's not that they are weak and can't beat others, it's just that smart kids know how to weigh the pros and cons. When they were arguing around me together, the girl's faint sobs came from the compartment behind, and gradually turned into mournful wails, which collectively extinguished the anger of the boys in front of them.

"Ghost...there is a female ghost..." The big stupid leader trembled all over. Please let me take that "smart kid" back. Because of the stupid big man's retreat, the other boys also retreated towards the door one after another, and the timid ones turned their heads and ran away. "Damn you! Are you stupid? There's a woman inside!" Teng Zhen, who was sitting by the door, roared angrily. At first glance at his pale complexion, I thought I had bitten his aorta. It probably hurts. But Teng Zhen, who was swearing and swearing, subverted my impression.At the age of 30, Teng Zhen was gentle, considerate and considerate. He seemed to be looking at flowers in a fog, which made people feel very frustrated. Now this young man who plays football and swears makes people feel quite friendly.

My teeth itch again. After being yelled at by Teng Zhen, the big fool blushed shamelessly, but these teenagers in jerseys seemed to respect Teng Zhen very much, and immediately stood firm, and there was no tendency to run away.The big fool even dared to walk inside in order to get rid of the crime, trying to find out the "female ghost". But Xing Guizhi didn't wear pants yet! "Stop!" I rushed over to stop him, and was thrown against the wall, too late to stop him from walking towards the cubicle where Xing Guizhi was. "I'll make you fucking act like a god... ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The stupid big man innocently covered his eyes, staggered a few steps and ran back.I quickly picked up the school uniform that was thrown aside for biting Teng Zhen, rushed in and handed it to Xing Guizhi who was crouching in a ball in the corner of the cubicle. "Leader, that girl, that girl, didn't—" the silly man paused, and continued in a low voice, "No pants." It was Teng Zhen's turn to be stunned. I don't know which person of insight asked in a low voice among the crowd: "Boss, what did you do to her?" So the scene was very embarrassing.Everyone looked at me collectively, with an expression that suddenly understood why I was biting Teng Zhen.

Teng Zhen is also a smart boy, so he quickly realized what everyone was thinking, and his pale face immediately turned a liver color. If it weren't for the need of the plot, I would probably squat on the ground and laugh until tomorrow morning. "Get out! Get out!" I pretended to be so angry that my chest heaved.In fact, there is no need to pretend too much, Wang Pingping's physical fitness is really poor, and he is panting badly when he moves casually. "If you don't get out again, I will call the teacher!" My roar was accompanied by Xing Guizhi's shocking cry of ghosts and gods behind me. It was very convincing. A dozen young men in a daze only hesitated for a moment before filing out. The stupid big man and two other boys carried Teng Zhen out together. Walk.

"Are you mentally retarded? I came back two minutes before you, what can I do?! As soon as I came in, I saw—" "Leader, hurry up, I can't tell when the teacher will come later!" Teng Zhen's exasperated excuse went away with chaotic footsteps.I followed to the door, smiling and showing him a heart with my hand. Teng Zhen, who was carried upside down, watched helplessly, turning into a statue alive. After changing her pants, Xing Guizhi always suspected that she still smelled bad, and asked me many times nervously. I was so annoyed that she asked her to stand in the corner of the corridor and wait for me. I went to the rooftop to get some fresh air, and then came back to repeat the news. she.

"After all, I've been in the men's room for so long, and I've gotten used to it long ago. Let me go to Niaoyuhuaxiang to calibrate it." I was impatient to see her little daughter-in-law face, and went up to the second floor rooftop by myself. In the classroom just now, I was optimistic about this piece of rooftop.There are two main teaching buildings, A and B, both of which are six stories high, and are connected by a two-story low building in the middle, Block C.I asked Xing Guizhi just now. In our A teaching building, the first to third floors are for senior ones, and the fourth to sixth floors are for senior twos; The classrooms and teachers' offices of the third year, as well as the offices of all school leaders.

In order to allow senior high school students to prepare for the exam with peace of mind and not be disturbed by other kids, the school also took great pains. Then Teng Zhen and the others who went to the upper floors of Building A to go to the bathroom should be sophomores. With such a simple layout, I took great pains to pry it out of Xing Guizhi's mouth little by little. Those who didn't know thought I was tortured to extract confessions from the underground party.This girl whose voice is only the size of a mosquito probably barely used her vocal chords just now when she cried loudly in the men's room.

This rectangular rooftop with a great view is the roof of the two-story low building, and the two main teaching buildings can be climbed from the side.I dropped Xing Guizhi, turned up to the roof wheezing and panting, and sat on the safer railing inside in a daze. Beating Teng Zhen violently and pouring dirty water on him made me feel better, but it feels like a victim strapped to a time bomb heard a funny joke, she may not know how to laugh, but the laugh is over ? It was already the penultimate class, and the sun set in mid-air, casting the gentle light of autumn on my right front.Beyond the stadium is a vast wasteland, and the school fence is fragile against the spread of weeds in the wasteland.The only inland river in the island city, a small river, meanders through the wasteland, shining faintly in the sun, like a bracelet dropped by God unintentionally. The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river. It really is a good poem.I didn't understand it back then. It's funny to learn how to describe the distance between the world and the earth at an age when you have never seen anything, trapped in the square inch of the classroom. "Wang Pingping..." I knew that Xing Guizhi was chasing me as soon as I heard the voice that was so angry and gossamer. I turned around and sniffed her perfunctorily: "It doesn't stink, it doesn't stink. Don't follow me." The butterfly effect I got run over by a truck that night can't be all blamed on her, and I don't have to bite her like I bitten Shin, but let me be nice to her?impossible. Even if there is no hatred, I am annoyed by this kind of weak girl who is moaning. "Did I implicate you?" She was going to cry again. I silently rolled my peerless eyes and tried to suppress my temper: "No. I'm in a bad mood. Can you let me stay by myself for a while? Thank you for your support! Thank you for having you!" Xing Guizhi stopped talking and backed away silently. I was in a daze for a while, and had no intention of turning around, only to find that she was still standing behind me, so scared that I almost fell off the railing. "Why are you still here?" She actually smiled shyly: "You didn't find out if you didn't look back, did you? I won't disturb you, I don't talk, even my parents think I don't exist." ... What are you proud of? ! I think this little girl is a bit pitiful, and I am too embarrassed to hurt her any more.Take a closer look, she has dark skin, slender eyes, and a small and delicate nose. She wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and wears a bit of dirt. The image is completely different from the sneering fat woman I saw on a rainy night. "Hurry up and go back to class to have a look." I softened my tone, "Maybe all the students have gone back one after another. Don't be the last one to enter the door. The suspicion is too heavy." She shook her head, pouted towards the stadium below the roof, and said softly, "No, they are all watching the game." I looked in the direction she was pointing at. On the football turf in the middle of the stadium, a group of boys were paddling balls on the sidelines. They were presumably preparing for the friendly match in the next class. They really knew how to use their time. I couldn't recognize the other girls on the sidelines, but I knew Zhang Xiaoman turned into ashes. Oh, I'm so good-looking, I can tell at a glance from this distance, with a round head, white skin, slender neck, straight shoulders, and I stand out from the crowd in my school uniform. Zhang Xiaoman, I give you my life! Maybe it was because I laughed so idioticly watching the stadium, Xing Guizhi's face changed, biting his lip and asked softly, "You, you like Jianghe too?" I was stunned for a while, not understanding why her thoughts were so strange. "Also?" I grabbed the word, "What is 'also'?" Xing Guizhi blushed and said nothing.Tsk tsk, girlish feelings are always poetry. "Then you did this today because you were too happy to sit at the same table with him?" So pull up your pants. My joking tone dispelled Xing Guizhi's embarrassment, she laughed, and stretched out her hand very girlishly to pinch my waist, just right on my itchy flesh, which made me laugh too. Smile like we are good friends. I quickly packed up my emotions and re-cultivated my boredom towards her.The hatred of the country and the family is unforgettable, so what are you laughing at! "I had a bad stomach at noon today." She laughed enough, moved a little closer to me, and spoke in a lower voice, "There are too many people in the toilet after class, and there is no door. I am embarrassed to let others see me...so I just Go during class." When she said this, tears welled up in her eyes again.I sighed in my heart, the principal of No. 1 Middle School in the city was too ignorant. He tore down all the bathroom doors in the school for a girl to give birth. I didn't think about how once in a hundred years it is to have a baby, but people have to poop every day. what! "Jiang He...Jiang He was sleeping during class. I disturbed him several times, he was getting bored, so I didn't dare to call him anymore, so I just held back, and then—" She cried aloud: "I didn't hold back my fart." I really don't want to laugh, especially when the other person is crying, but I really can't control it, so I can only turn my head away and laugh with my back to her, shaking all over. "Okay, okay," I also felt that I was inhumane, and quickly comforted her, "Jiang He didn't have a high IQ at first glance, so he didn't notice it at all. The squad leader evacuated in time, and no one knew it was you. If you still don't feel relieved, just leave Go to the football game and act natural." Xing Guizhi was silent for a while, then shook his head. "Zhang Xiaoman saw it." I blinked and remembered that when Zhang Xiaoman ran out of the classroom, he glanced warily towards the back of the classroom, and must have seen Xing Guizhi. "Oh, Zhang Xiaoman is not an outsider," I said confidently, "Don't take it to heart, just treat her as me." Xing Guizhi looked at me fixedly.I also think that this is a bit ambiguous, how blind to be able to treat Wang Pingping's skin as Zhang Xiaoman. "She's not like you." It was rare for Xing Guizhi to speak so loudly. "She's not a nice person." I froze. "Ah, I understand, because Jiang He likes her, so you hate her." I said. My compassion and tenderness for Xing Guizhi were gone.Just because of a hairless sports student, because of jealousy, she has held grudges for so long, kindly helped her on a rainy day, and even gave me a face of "you're still alive"... I really don't need to help her clean up the mess. Xing Guizhi didn't know how to explain it, a trace of panic flashed across her face, anyway, I was too lazy to listen to her continue humming, so I left her and left. The bell for the end of get out of class rang soon. Most of the students in Class 1 and Class 3 were waiting for the next football match. Only a small number of hard-working students decided to go to the last self-study class. "Hey, Wang Pingping." Seeing me approaching, the squad leader waved at me, "Did you come out of the class? Do you still smell bad? If it doesn't smell bad, we'll go back." "It doesn't stink, I still smell a lot of toilet water, probably it was sprayed by the teacher." "What the hell is going on? Who is it?" It was another woman with glasses who asked the question, and the class leader hurriedly stopped him: "What the hell, can a fart raise his hand to recruit himself? Alright, let's go back to class! " "How could it be just fart, the smell is obviously..." The glasses woman made a disgusted expression, "You let us all come out to work out to make room for the culprit, right?" The class monitor kept his mouth shut: "It was the political teacher who asked me to." "Hey, Wang Pingping, where did you go just now? Why aren't you here?" The girl with glasses chased after me, looking me up and down. The squad leader immediately defended: "What's the matter with Guan Wang Pingping, she is the only one not wearing a school uniform, there is a problem, can she continue to wear these pants?" I think the little squad leader has a strong sense of justice, so I couldn't help but look at him twice more. He seemed to be encouraged, and he raised his head even more. Yo he quite recognized me. The girl with glasses was a little bit unwilling to fail in gossip, but she had no choice but to go with the others.During the whole process, Zhang Xiaoman stood on the periphery, watching coldly. I walked over and naturally stood beside her.The new students have only been enrolled for more than a month, and the students in this class are not very familiar with each other. There is no one who seems to be a good friend by Zhang Xiaoman's side. Well, let me take up this responsibility for the time being, after all, I shoulder the important task of accompanying her to cross the catastrophe until she is thirty. "Is everything settled?" She didn't look at me, her eyes were still facing the direction of the court, her voice was very soft, "I pretended I didn't know anything, so I didn't talk much just now, I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble if I say something wrong, don't mind. " The doubts in my heart because of her cold eyes dissipated in an instant, and replaced by a line of big words - "As expected of me". "Don't worry, it's all done." "Don't talk about it," she carefully reminded, "You were not there just now, they discussed half a class on the playground, and they wanted to go back to investigate together, but I stopped them." My heart is even more ironed. Such a good little girl must live safely and become a better old lady!The sky has no eyes, I want to protect her well. At this moment, Jiang He on the turf let out a howl of annoyance. The teacher of class six temporarily added a recitation class, and their football team missed the appointment.Just as everyone was about to leave the stadium in a bit of disappointment, Jiang He let out another howl of joy. I suspect that this lack of heart was born by a wolf. "Senior brother! Boss! Boss! Look here!" He waved excitedly towards the distance, smiling like a madam seeing a distinguished guest, "Competition?" Anyway, the game can be played again.I've never really liked watching football games, and it's fine on TV or in the stands, at least I can get an overview of the whole situation, but the perspective in the school is very aggrieved, the field is so big, and it's head-to-head. I remembered the scene of throwing a tennis ball far away by the river to make the golden retrievers of the neighbors leave. What's so good about it, those with bad eyesight might not be able to tell who is who, how can they effectively show off their heroic posture in front of Zhang Xiaoman?I just said that Jiang He has a low IQ. So I decided to take this time to get in touch with Zhang Xiaoman. "Your junior high school is Hideo?" I asked. She was a little surprised: "How do you know?" I said that my memory of my student days is a parabola with an opening downwards, the apex is elementary school, and when it declines to high school, it plunges into the bottom of the X-axis.But I still remember some of Yinglang, because this is a private junior high school that was very popular in Daocheng. The school was established in the late 1990s, and it was wait-and-see for a while. At that time, students did not pay attention to hardware conditions. Teachers and parents thought that the older the school, the more dilapidated and harder it was, the more upright the style of study was. There is a swimming pool, a multimedia classroom, a class of 40 people, and the classroom is spacious and bright... In short, it is not serious no matter how you look at it. In 1999, the first batch of students made a big splash in the Daocheng Junior High School Examination. 20 of them were admitted to the Experimental Middle School, and 50 were admitted to the No. 1 Middle School of the City, which completely shocked the education circle of Daocheng.Since then, Yinglang has become the number one school choice among parents of Daocheng Primary School. The new students who enter the school are either with superior qualifications or superior family conditions.At that time, being able to casually say "Oh, I went to Yinglang" when asked "Which junior high school did your child go to"-it was almost more face-saving than going to the UK. As for Xia Bucai, when he graduated from elementary school, he became one of the very few special students in Yinglang Middle School with tuition reduction and exemption by virtue of his insatiable talents in art, calligraphy, vocal music, ballet... and the second prize in Mathematical Olympiad. Until later, Lao He asked me if Yinglang was really rich. After all, when she was in the society, she always picked the small roads near Yinglang to block people.I told her that what impressed me the most was that the eyes of all the students and parents really grew on the top of their heads, and their eyes were careless. The whole school is like an astigmatism clinic, full of patients. Jokes are ridicules. After so many years, I can’t remember whether I was happy or not during the three years in Yinglang, but I was always very proud when I mentioned it when I was a student. "I heard what they said," I smiled, "You are amazing, Yinglang is awesome." Her face tightened, as if a little surprised.I thought about it for a long time and realized that the problem was with the word awesome. Although when I grow up, I still pay attention to the words I use when facing business partners or strangers, but I am used to gossiping with the old He Xiaoye and the others. Everyone will use tearing force to describe disputes between friends. Who cares if these are dirty words? Son. But the little lady in front of me made me a little embarrassed. Just as I was about to explain, she changed the subject by herself: "What about you? Which junior high school are you from?" I have no idea. Which junior high school is Wang Pingping from? "Anyway, there is no Hideo, so why bring it up." I laughed dryly. "Not as good as Yinglang, then you still got into the experimental middle school? Isn't it embarrassing me!" Although she was smiling, it was boring enough for me and my young self to compete in this kind of boring top student crying poor competition. ——You are amazing, no, no, no, you are still amazing, I dare not compare with you, how come my level is so poor, so don't be humble... So annoying. However, being in it is inevitable, not to mention that the beautiful Zhang Xiaoman is such an existence that easily arouses jealousy (if you don’t believe me, just look at Xing Guizhi and directly say that she is not a good bird), it is not wrong to be cautious and hypocritical.I silently found enough reasons for Zhang Xiaoman in my heart. "However," she seemed unintentional, "Why did you come to No. 1 Middle School? The experiment is so good, I don't think you can pass the exam." I can't get in touch with her anymore. I have to go to Wang Pingping's house to look up the answers after class for all the questions she asked me before replying. "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up. I passed the exam with extraordinary performance. Didn't you see that I'm not even sure about the color of copper sulfate." Zhang Xiaoman paused for a moment, his expression was a little cold, but he quickly adjusted his mood and put on a smiling mask again: "Don't be modest, it's boring!" Then stop talking. I'm a little frustrated. I can even talk about sisterhood with my furious Teacher Xiao Liu, so why don't I have any flirtation with her?It must be the wrong topic, why mention Yinglang, can't you bypass school and study? "Whose song do you like to listen to?" This will definitely be able to chat a few words. "Jay Chou," I found that she can always smile with a fixed arc, like a dummy, "Sen Yanzi, Leslie Cheung, Faye Wong... there are many." After a pause, she added: "But I used to like MUJI the most, but it's a pity that it disbanded." Of course I know MUJI, but I don’t remember liking them in elementary school. This is quite interesting, I thought I knew myself well enough, but in fact, growing up and discarding all the way, I dropped too many details into the abyss of memory, and I didn’t even find out how I transformed, always conceited Thought I was, as always, never naive. Maybe God let me come back because he provided me with a VIP seat and let me take a good look at what I was like back then. A little defensive, a little hypocritical, but that's me too. The impetuous mind just now because of the bad conversation was smoothed out by this thought. "Muji?" I answered, "Do you like Guangliang or Pinguan?" "I like them all." She showed a little genuine excitement, "I went to their farewell concert. In Taipei, my father took me there." ……what? What? Hello? Have you ever been to Taipei? Why haven't I been there? When I died at the age of thirty, I hadn’t been to Taipei yet. How could you have been there? ! Zhang Xiaoman talked about happy things, tugged at my sleeves, and was no longer the pretender just now: "Did you know that Taiwanese stars dare to speak at the concert, I thought Guangliang was a very obedient boy, but he turned out It was said at the concert that he likes to sleep naked!" Her voice was very low, and she was still a little shy when she said the word "sleeping naked", and she lowered her voice even more; I watched her vivid expression, and my eyes gradually lost focus. who are you?If you are Zhang Xiaoman, then who am I?Why is your experience completely different from mine? yes.Although the memory of high school is very thin, I don't really remember that there was a Wang Pingping, but this Zhang Xiaoman went to Taipei to watch a concert. Did I really just go back in time instead of going to another world?If even Zhang Xiaoman is not Zhang Xiaoman anymore, what am I going to do to protect her until she is thirty?where is this A great panic swept over me.