end of season cool

Chapter 11

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At this time, the bell for the first evening self-study rang, and it would be difficult to explain to the teacher if I didn't go back to the classroom.

I glanced at her, she stood there, her eyes were red, and she didn't seem to have any intention of speaking.

I also felt that I had nothing to say, so I walked towards the classroom.

When I went out, I looked back at her, but she was still standing there helplessly. At that time, I felt a little unbearable, and there was an urge to turn around and hug her.

However, when I turned my head, I looked across the corridor and saw the head teacher coming out of the office in the opposite building with his shoulders bowed, and looked at me.

I was so frightened that my hairs stood on end, I bent down so suddenly, and hid in the stairwell.

Then sneak a peek outside.Seeing him walk into the classroom, I hurried into the toilet to wash my hands, and walked into the classroom pretending that I had just finished using the toilet.

It wasn't until I returned to my seat and took out the Chinese test paper to do one or two questions that the helpless figure of Duan Feifei standing there with red eyes appeared in front of my eyes again.

At that time, I never imagined that that was the last time I saw Duan Feifan.

Now every time I think about what happened that night, I really want to slap myself hard.

I really hated my self-righteous self back then.

I don't understand what other people have experienced at all, so I just rebuke others with self-righteousness and shamelessness.

And the object of reprimand is a good friend who is dedicated to himself.

During the evening self-study break, the end of the quarter was going to go out from my side to find the head teacher to hand over materials. When she rubbed me out from behind me, a sudden pain made me tremble all over.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Mo asked.

"It's nothing, maybe I've been sitting for a long time, and my waist hurts a bit."

"Pfft," she glanced at me with a teasing smile, and left with the materials.

I just sat up straight and tentatively pressed my back with my hands, only to find that many places on my body were very painful.

He was indeed injured just now when he was beaten up, but he didn't notice it emotionally at the time. Now that he has calmed down, the wound on his body began to hurt.

I went home to take a shower at night, took off my clothes and counted the scars on my body in front of the mirror. They were red, purple and purple, and there were at least a dozen large and small bruises.

I flattened my mouth in front of the mirror, and inexplicably thought of Luo Chuliang again, and the corner of my mouth uncontrollably drew a gentle arc upward.

Suddenly remembered a line from a movie——

"I don't want to be your burden."

"I'll have a lot of fun."

Chapter 11 Captive

The next day is Thursday, and the fourth class in the morning is music class. The weekly music class is quite exciting.

However, after the second bell rang today, it wasn't the music teacher who came in, but the head teacher.

The head teacher walked to the podium and put his hands together in front of his mouth habitually. He would do this every time he wanted to speak.

However, before he could speak this time, he was interrupted by a questioning voice from below: "Head teacher, why are you here? This class is a music class."

Other students echoed: "Yes, where is the music teacher?"

The homeroom teacher smiled with his mouth curled up. He felt that when most people laughed, they either smiled shyly with their mouths closed, or they opened their mouths and smiled like a crescent moon.

But our homeroom teacher has a very special smile. When he smiles, his mouth will form an O shape, as if he is a little shy, and he can't help but can't let go.

It is worth mentioning that I think our homeroom teacher is very handsome. He has big eyes, a straight nose and white teeth.The fly in the ointment is that his skin is particularly dark, and he always shrugs his shoulders and arches his back when he walks.

Many students said that the head teacher laughed very wretchedly, but I think it is quite cute.

But his smile today does make people feel a little wretched and proud.

He said: "The music teacher is on leave today, so you can study by yourself in this class."

"How can you do this!"

"Only one class a week!"

"Head teacher, please don't." Deng Lihang, who was sitting in the back row, stood up and made an emoji at the head teacher, causing the students in the class to burst into laughter.

The head teacher gave him a blank look and made a quiet gesture. "It's not that I won't play it for you, it's that the music teacher asked for leave."

"Teacher, teach us to sing." Deng Lihang continued to boo.

The homeroom teacher was stunned for a moment, and then he stabbed him with a sharp eye. I seemed to hear the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.Deng Lihang hurriedly put his hands on the table and sat up straight in a standard sitting posture.

Well, I've confirmed the look in my eyes, I can't afford to offend someone.

"Okay, self-study." The teacher in charge dropped this sentence decisively, and was about to turn around and walk to the door.

"Teacher." Ji Mo next to me raised his hand suddenly.

"What's the matter?" the class teacher asked softly.

"I have a little immature suggestion." Ji Mo smiled at the class teacher like a sunflower.

The head teacher didn't smile, but I could see a smile in his eyes. "you say."

"Can you choose an art student to teach us singing?"

"Oh?" The head teacher hesitated, as if thinking about the feasibility of this suggestion.

Art students?Luo Chuliang!

As I listened to their conversation, I suddenly raised my heart that I had nothing to do with myself, and looked up at the head teacher expectantly.