Chapter 43

When Li Zhifang entered the classroom and asked the students to introduce themselves at the first class meeting, Zhang Ke had not recovered.

"Zhang Ke, you come from me to introduce..."

"Oh," Zhang Ke raised his head and reported his name, "Zhang Ke."

"I know your name is Zhang Ke. Please introduce yourself in front of the whole class..."

"It's still called Zhang Ke. He did his duty and didn't change his name." since he was a bad student, he looked like a bad student. Zhang Ke pretended to be innocent and looked at Li Zhifang's red face and laughed all over the hall, which made Zhang Ke feel like he really returned to the era of youth frivolity.

While Tang Jing looked back and stared, Du Fei also stretched out his fist to demonstrate. Zhang Ke grinned and said he was surprised.

After this lesson, Li Zhifang's eyes often automatically filter out Zhang Ke: when he first entered school, he fought with senior students. It seems that it should be said that he bullied senior students. He behaved frivolously. He didn't pay attention to the school and teachers at all. He didn't rely on Lao Tzu as the Secretary General of the municipal government, but he didn't know how his high school entrance examination results came out? In contrast, Du Fei, who is also a * *, has more self-discipline.

Zhang Ke is hoping that this will lead to leisure. Otherwise, as a good student focused by the school and the head teacher, his personal freedom will be seriously restricted.

At the end of the class meeting, Tang Jing, Du Fei and other seven class members called Li Zhifang to the office. They just waited for the textbooks to be handed out and the teacher to show his face in the class. There will be nothing next today.

Zhang Ke went out of the classroom and went to the classroom of class 12. History did not deflect. He should sit in this classroom. Holding his chin in his hand, he gazed at the familiar faces in the classroom. Due to studying in different universities and working in different places, after Zhang Ke worked for six or seven years, the relationship between high school students is as thin as white clouds in the sky. But if you look at these familiar faces carefully, you still feel kind.

I don't know who was the first to see Zhang Ke. There was silence in the noisy classroom. Everyone looked at him, and several boys stood up provocatively. Zhang Ke lost his smile and was no longer a student of class 12. Back in 1994, everything was not going well. They still had feelings for others, but others regarded themselves as strangers.

Normally, Li Zhifang should not make trouble in class. Looking back on her life before reading the file, few teachers can treat her fairly. She will soon be forced to leave No. 1 middle school.

Chen feirong's figure at the door of the next classroom flashed back as soon as she appeared. Zhang Ke thought to himself: are you hiding from me? Walking over, I saw Chen feirong walking in from the window. I must have just observed herself through the glass window.

"Hi," said Zhang Ke, lying on the windowsill and calling Chen feirong. His pink and white face was beautiful and refined. He just looked a little cramped. Zhang Ke smiled and said, "I won't eat you again. There's no need to hide from me?"

"I didn't hide from you. This is my seat."

Chen feirong sat down sideways, pretended to pick up the book on the table and stopped reading Zhang Ke. Chen feirong's facial features are vivid. From the side, there is a solidified beauty of static carving. With long eyelashes, straight nose, beautiful lips, ruddy and plump, round lower jaw and greasy white as jade, people can't help but want to see the content inside.

Although she was wearing ordinary chemical fiber clothes, the color and pattern were not good, but it did not damage her beautiful face.

"My name is Zhang Ke," Zhang Ke saw Chen feirong turning the page, but his long lashes jumped. He was a little frightened. He didn't think he was so bad in her impression. "Just want you to know my name is Zhang Ke, who is committed to his duties..."

After listening to this sentence, Chen feirong suddenly covered her face with a book and fell on the desk. She shrugged her shoulders as if sobbing in a low voice. Zhang Ke was startled and didn't think her behavior was too much.

"How can you bully others by relying on the power and power of your family? You have to fall in love with Chen feirong?" a girl in the front row turned her head and glared at Zhang Ke, but exposed her buckteeth.

Probably Chen feirong was afraid of Zhao Siming's entanglement, so she would have such a fierce reaction. Compared with the silent others in class 1, grade 2, the bucktooth girl had a rare and appreciated sense of justice although she hurt herself by mistake.

Zhang Ke smiled and said to the bucktooth girl, "my name is Zhang Ke. Are you interested in being a friend?" Zhang Ke's words made Chen feirong cry on the table, but the bucktooth girl gave Zhang Ke a white look. Obviously, she was not interested in him as a "villain".

Zhang Ke thought about Zhao Siming and asked him to completely eliminate his thoughts on Chen feirong. He remembered that he was in class 6, grade 2. He walked in front of his classroom for a few times and didn't see anyone else.

The provincial key Haizhou No. 1 middle school is different from other second and third tier middle schools. Only those students who dare to fight in public are powerful and powerful. Ordinary students do not dare to easily violate the school rules and discipline after they are admitted to No. 1 middle school. If Zhang Ke was in a second or third rate middle school, he would have gathered a group of thugs before he dared to be so arrogant.

Seeing Du Fei and Tang Jing each carrying a pile of books into the classroom, which were textbooks and guidance materials for all subjects of senior one, Zhang Ke turned and went downstairs to avoid wasting time in the classroom. He went to the canteen behind the teaching building and took a bag of smoke and lighter.

In addition to tobacco and alcohol, other things in the school canteen are more than half more expensive than the convenience store outside because tobacco and alcohol are sold to teachers.

The canteen, which is less than 20 square meters, has to be re contracted every year. Zhang Ke thought that Wang Yanbin would also make money. Half of the money sold by the canteen to students probably went into his pocket.

It's class time now. The campus is very quiet, and the sunshine in September is not as hot as that in midsummer. Zhang Ke sits on the feldspar chair under the shade of the tree, takes out a cigarette, puts it in his mouth, and seriously sniffs the familiar smell of tobacco, light, soothing and deep sadness. Zhang Ke lit a cigarette and closed his eyes to think about all the things in this month and a half. Although he returned to 1994, the world is no longer the original world. Tang Xueqian is deputy secretary and acting mayor, and her father is Secretary General of the listed government. Although Tang Jing likes preaching, she probably depends on herself. She also reads different classes in No. 1 middle school. From now on, It should be a different life.

Zhang Ke let the smoke slowly disperse in his abdominal cavity and slowly spit it out. He felt someone standing in front of him and opened his eyes. It turned out to be Cao Guangming, director of the political and educational department. His eyes were a little dignified. Zhang Ke was stunned and subconsciously took a cigarette out of his finger and handed it to him. When he handed it to Cao Guangming and looked at his eyes showing great confusion and surprise, Zhang Ke suddenly woke up: are you kidding? He is the director of the political and religious department. How can he not give him face?

Zhang Ke stopped there. He didn't know whether to take it back or persuade him to take it.

There are seven or eight students standing behind Cao Guangming, holding a tall stack of books in their hands. They are called to move new books. They are all stupid: the first of the four CHILDES is really not an ordinary fucking bird! In the eyes of ordinary students, the director of the political and educational department is more terrible than the principal.

Cao Guangming twitched his nose and looked embarrassed. He remembered what Li Zhifang said in the office yesterday. At first, he didn't believe that Zhang Kegang would be so presumptuous when he entered the school. He didn't think it would be his turn to get down soon. He remembered the rumors that the Secretary General of the municipal government gave a banquet and the mayor offered a toast to him. Although his face was ugly, he still took the cigarette and said in a low voice: "At your age, it's better to smoke less." he turned and walked away.

Seven or eight students were stunned and stood for a while. Cao Guangming stopped directly in front and stared back. Only then did they all return to their senses. When they walked to the aisle in front of the teaching building, they all looked back at Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke also repented. In this way, it was impossible to be a good student. He threw the bag of cloud cigarettes that had only smoked two into the dustbin and made up his mind to give up smoking.

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