It's still physical reasons, and it's difficult to write. The second update is probably later. Please forgive me, brothers.

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At Xihong No. 7 Middle School, a 28 bicycle that didn't ring except the bell, flashed past the school gate, shocking the old man who was closing the school gate.

"Little bastard, stop here!"

The boy laughed as he heard the screams and scolds behind him: "Uncle, he is so old, he is very angry, he is afraid of his blood pressure!"

The guardian seemed to have a magical disease, and he was still yelling something, but as the distance became farther and farther, he could not hear what the other party was yelling.

Regardless of the old man's shouting, he laughed and pedaled a few times, and quickly rode into the parking shed a hundred meters away. With a handsome drift, he aimed the front of the car at the parking shed.

Then he held the handlebar with both hands and a casual lie, jumped off the bicycle directly, and pushed it with his hand, and the 28 bicycle was changed to a "unmanned driving" state and rushed into the carport automatically.

The boy didn't care about his sophomore 28 at all, and rushed out under the influence of inertia and hit the bicycle that others had parked.

After looking at the electronic watch, it was already two minutes later, I secretly cursed the three bastards who had blocked his lane before, and at the same time, I snapped my fingers casually. The moment he snapped his fingers, a series of sounds of bicycles falling to the ground came from behind him, which was particularly crisp and clear.

"Really, why do you feel that the older you grow, the worse you get!" He shook his head in confusion, and quickly ran towards the teaching building.

"The bicycle fell!" A majestic voice suddenly came from beside him, with a slight trembling sound.

The boy turned around and saw a middle-aged man with black-framed glasses and gray hair, twitching the corners of his mouth, looking at him with heartache.

The boy quickly stopped: "Hello, Principal!"

The middle-aged man in front of him was the principal of the school where the young man was.

The principal did not seem to have not heard the boy say hello, but pointed his finger at the parking shed behind the boy and repeated: "The bicycle...the bicycle fell down!"

The boy smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't feel sorry for you. Isn't this going to be early self-study soon? How important is bicycle learning?

"I bought a new 'permanent'. I have only been riding for two days. You...what class do you belong to?" The principal was trembling with anger and felt heartbroken. He was serving his wife for half a month and was so tragic.

The boy looked back and saw that there was indeed a brand new permanent bicycle under his two-year-old man. The overall look was not damaged, but several bicycles were entangled and red bricks were laid on the ground. It was estimated that there must be painted areas on the bicycle.

"Say, your classmate, ask your class teacher to come and ask your parents to come. It's so inappropriate for you!"

Before the old principal finished speaking, he saw the young man pointing at the forty-five-degree sky in the east, with a look of horror: "Ultra saucer!"

"Where?" The old principal quickly took out his reading glasses from his shirt pocket, turned around and looked into the sky, but there was nothing in the sky except a few pigeons flying by.

At this time, he didn't know that he was deceived, so he turned around in anger. The student with a nearly white rag hanging on his schoolbag had long disappeared.

The boy ran all the way and ran directly to the second class of the third year where he was. He saw the students reviewing their homework in their respective seats. Teacher Wang, the "old class", moved a chair and was sitting on the podium, drinking tea and shaking a folding fan while supervising the students' self-study.

"It's a pity. Didn't Lao Wang go next door today? Why did he come so early... Hey... Why did I say Lao Wang go next door!"

Without thinking about it, the boy pushed open the classroom door, lowered his head and walked towards his seat with his head and bent his teeth. His seat was in the last row of the first group, just a few meters away. He clearly felt that Lao Wang's knife-like gaze was falling on his back.

Just as he was about to return to his seat, a stern shout came: "Stop!"

The boy suffocated his footsteps and turned around suddenly. The moment he turned around, he showed a sunny smile on his face, and pretended to be surprised: "Teacher Wang, when did you come?"

As soon as these words were said, the students around him chuckled. Is this fooling someone?

Teacher Wang stood up from the chair, shaking the folding fan and slowly walked towards the boy: "Do you have astigmatism in your eyes?"

The boy sneered: "No!"

"Have myopia?"

The boy smiled a little embarrassedly: "No!"

"When were you blind?"

"Ah...Old Wang...No Teacher Wang, we won't bring scolding people!"

Lao Wang had already walked to the boy, and suddenly put away the folding fan, and knocked it on the boy's head as a short stick: "Then I am such a big living person, sitting on the podium, you didn't see you!"

The boy shrank his head and said with a smirk: "Didn't I see I'm almost late? I'm a little anxious!"

The folding fan in Lao Wang's hand instantly turned from a short stick to acupoint and poked under the young man's ribs: "Are you almost late? You are already late! Don't argue with me, the school day will be yours in the next week!"

The boy wanted to ask for love, but Lao Wang turned around and left, took two steps and turned around and walked back: "By the way, there is something else, you were driving very fast just now, and you thought you were flying a plane!"

"You have seen it all." The boy scratched his head.

"Put down!" Lao Wang's acupoint... No, it was a folding fan knocking on the boy's hand: "Do you know what's wrong?"

The boy quickly explained: "Teacher Wang, am I worried that I will ride faster if I am late!"

Lao Wang snorted and emphasized: "I'll ask you, do you know what's wrong with riding your bicycle like an airplane?!!!"

The boy thought about it in confusion and replied tentatively: "Have you flew down?"

‘Boom!’ The laughter in the class instantly caused a wave of noise, and all the students laughed.

Lao Wang looked around and inhumanely used a 'vicious' look to suppress his laughter, and then said to the young man with a look of regret: "Ride slowly next time, be careful!"

In an instant, the boy felt warm in his heart and bowed sincerely and said, "Thank you, teacher!"

Lao Wang nodded and was about to turn around, but suddenly his eyes swept behind the boy, and then pointed at the boy's schoolbag with a fan: "What are you doing when you hang rags on your schoolbag?"

The boy quickly took off his schoolbag from his shoulders. When he saw this, it turned out to be true. At some point, a piece of white rag that was about one foot long was hung on the schoolbag.

His eyes turned and he smiled, "Didn't I guess you're going to punish me for duty? I prepared a new rag in advance!"

Lao Wang nodded: "I am quite self-aware!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard footsteps behind me, and someone rushed into the class, followed by a burst of girls' screams.

I saw an old man rushing in with his upper body naked in big shorts. After coming in, he didn't say anything, so he held the podium and had a good time to breathe.

Teacher Wang looked back and said, "Isn't this the guard Mr. Liu? Hong Kong Island has returned. We are talking about civilization and new style, so we won't let our shirtlessness!"

After saying that, he scolded the girls who were screaming, "What are you talking nonsense? Mr. Liu isn't wearing pants?"

Uncle Liu gasped for a while and then cursed: "Your uncle is just your arms. I asked this kid to ride a bike to scrape away my old man's vest!"

The boy quickly pulled the rag over and saw that it was indeed a torn vest, with a smell of sour sweat. In addition to apologizing, he couldn't help but despise: "What a broken quality!"
Chapter completed!