Chapter 441

Zhuque middle school. The best private middle school in Huacheng. There is no one.

September 10th, it's the jubilant day of the freshman enrollment report.

One by one, the lucky children who received the admission notice of Zhuque middle school came to the school gate accompanied by their parents and families. They looked up with admiration or joy at the four bright gold characters of "Zhuque middle school" hanging on the school gate. After years of hard study, they finally entered the famous school they dreamed of. My heart is sour, but I won't do anything that I cry with joy. Because they've done it before.

Even the parents of the students can't help but stop walking in a hurry and stand beside their sons or daughters, not without a complacent exclamation, "it's not easy to enter the Zhuque gate.".

All the students know that to be admitted to Zhuque high school is equivalent to stepping into the door of the University. As for the other foot, we just need to consider which famous school to go to.

Zhuque middle school has the most powerful teachers, the most advanced hardware facilities and the most open and free learning atmosphere. There are no teachers here who will force you to learn anything. They will only induce you to be actively interested in a certain field.

You can write poetry and paint, you can practice calligraphy. You can master a foreign language. You can study history or chess.

You can do what you want to do as much as you like and show your enthusiasm for learning. Because you will find that when you do the things you like, you need a lot of knowledge preparation. The deeper you love, the more thorough you study, the more you will feel weak and needy. You are like a hungry monster. You open your mouth and hope to swallow all the knowledge into your stomach.

The new headmaster of Zhuque high school once said in the media that every student is a treasure house, and the teacher is the key to open it. If teachers regard themselves as a treasure house and students as a warehouse for property transfer, the wealth of the warehouse will be less and less, and finally it will be miserable.

Senior brothers and sisters in white shirt, blue uniform and black tie are busy wearing arris in the crowd, leading the new students to go through all kinds of formalities and introduce some related supporting settings and community information of the school.

"Our school has a literature club. Liu Xiafan, a famous writer, is the honorary president of our literature club. The current president is Luo Yi, a youth best-selling writer."

"the level of our school's go club is quite high. This year, we will go to Dongyang on behalf of Huacheng city to participate in the international youth go competition, and bring back the first prize of individual and group - Oh, this is the second prize He won the Grand Slam in

"The tea ceremony club was set up by Qin Yitian Xuejie, you know? What was the legend of our flower city? Do you know sister Yitian? Then I don't need to introduce more. Anyway, if you like tea ceremony, you can sign up to join the club - the beauty in the tea ceremony is the most temperament - "br >

a man in a black robe stands at the gate of Zhuque middle school, looking at the simple and healthy gate of Zhuque for a long time.

His eyes are crystal clear and easy to be liked. But when you and his eyes look at each other, they find that the pool is deep and boundless, and it is hard to extricate itself from carelessness.

The chin was shaved clean, with only a pale green stubble left. His body stood straight, like a long gun that would never bend, a towering pine and cypress.

This is a very contradictory personality. He has the demeanor of young people and the vicissitudes of adult experience. The combination of these two characteristics makes him unique.

"Hello --"

there was a clear voice behind him.

The robed man turned to look at him. It was a beautiful girl talking to him. The girl is wearing a white sportswear, a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet, a Red duck spoon hat on her head, a red face, a fine sweat on her forehead, and a youthful breath.

Next to her feet is a hellokitty suitcase, which is supposed to be the new student reported by Zhuque today.

"Are you talking to me?" The robed man looked around and asked in doubt.

"Who else can talk to you?" The girl giggled. "There is no one else in front of me. Are you talking to ghosts?"

"What can I do for you?" The robed man smiled silently and asked aloud.

"You are strange." Said the girl. "I've been staring at you. You've been staring at the gate of this school. You've been standing here for a long time, not a word, not a move - what are you thinking? "

"I stood here three years ago." Said the robed man.

He was here three years ago, when he was in a good mood and refreshed. Being bullied by a savage and violent woman is a great event.

Three years later, things are different.

"Three years ago? Oh, are you a cinque student, too? That's my senior. Senior, where do you go to university now? It's said that Zhuque high school's college entrance examination results in recent years are very good - another class got 100% entrance examination to a famous school, which shocked the whole education circle at that time -- "The man in the robe shook his head gently and said with infinite memory, "I am not a student."

"Not a student?"

"I'm a teacher at Zhuque high school." Said the robed man.

"Ah?" The girl's exaggerated big eyes said: "no? You are a teacher? Why can't you see it at all? "

The girl thought that it would be lucky if there were such a handsome teacher in the school.

The man in the robe chuckled and didn't speak.

"My name is Suki. Then you - what's your name? "

The robed man did not answer her question and said, "goodbye."

With that, the man walked towards the gate of Zhuque school.

"What a nuisance." The girl stamped her feet in shame and said, "you haven't told me your name yet."

The old man in the robe didn't hear her complain because his figure had gone far.

At the gate of the school security booth, a man in a green security uniform seriously lectured several yellow haired hoodlums, "you boys want to rush into the school again. Don't blame me for not greeting you - what is this place? It is the place where students study and the place where talents are trained for the country. You don't study hard, you don't look for a job outside, you think about running into school all day to harm the girls in school. How can you do this? "

"Disaster?" A small yellow hair with a row of shiny ear drills on the right ear sneered and said, "I say baldness, can you talk? I'm here to see my girlfriend. How come it's a disaster? We love each other - do you know what it is? Don't you understand? Just like the weedy bear on your scalp, I don't think any girl will look up to you in this life? You are after Li Jingjing, the second grade girl. She is scared to avoid you. Because you have been guarding at the school gate all day, Li Jingjing has been afraid to go home for several days - I say you should accumulate some virtue, let other girls study at ease, and don't worry about you punks all day - otherwise, I can send you to the police station. "

The gangsters looked at each other and laughed.

"Brother Xing, he said he would send us to the police station - I'm so scared."

"Police station? Where is that? Have we been there? Is there a buffet in it? "

"Our little star brother likes to visit the police station when he is free. We are familiar with that place, bald man. Would you like to take you to visit it?" ——

The stud man pointed at the bald man with arrogant expression and said: "I say bald man, don't blame my little star brother for not giving you face - since you have said everything, please send me to the police station. If I ask you for mercy, you are my father. "

The bald man was so angry that his face was red and his body was shaking. He took out the baton at his waist and said angrily, "I tell you, as long as there is my bald man at the gate of the school, you hooligans don't want to step into the gate of the school --"

"you are guarding me at the gate of the school, but you are not in charge outside the school, right? Is it illegal for me to pursue girls outside the school? "

"I don't allow you to bully the students in or out of our school - otherwise, I'll call the police and catch you all."

"Who do you think you are? You are just the school's security captain, not the chief of Huacheng's police - dead bald, you can't care about me - "br >

before the male voice of earnails falls, the body has risen from the ground.

He wanted to talk, but found his back neck was pinched. He couldn't struggle, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even breathe.

When his younger brothers saw that the elder brother had been humiliated, they rushed to the target immediately.

Bang!

The first punk who rushed up was kicked out. People are flying freely in mid air. For a while, it seems that they will not land.

Click!

The second punk who rushed up got a punch on his nose, and the sound of his nose breaking was sharp and harsh.

PA!

The third half of the gangster wanted to turn around and run away. He was kicked in the butt. His body rolled on the ground, and then he fell on the ground.

The other hoodlums were silent and frightened, and they stood still.

The man in the robe pulls out the small black tie on the man's neck and skillfully ties his hands and feet together to make a zongzi. Then he carried the zongzi and hung it on the old pagoda tree at the gate of the conservative Pavilion, saying, "hang it here, is the tree OK?"

He was afraid that the old locust tree could not support the weight of the stud man, so he broke the trunk.

The bald man's eyes were ruddy. He rushed up and pulled the robed man's arm. His voice choked and said: "Fang Yan, you are back at last."

PS: Thank you for the reward of brother Banxia, brother ge of bandit, and the death of tango. The fourth volume of love and hate begins like a song, and more wonderful stories begin. Fang Huohuo is going to shoot out his vengeance after all.)