Sometimes, campus is more cruel than society because it is a group of destructive but untolerable teenagers.

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You can think of it as an autobiography, memory, novel, or anything else. Just don't ask me if it happened in reality, as it will make me feel extremely embarrassed.

When I was in junior high school, I was the most bullied boy in the whole class.

When I answered questions in class, the stool would be pulled away by the classmates behind me when I sat down. Then I sat on the ground, and the classmates in the class laughed loudly, and even the teacher couldn't help laughing. Sometimes the stool was not pulled away, and I sat down with relief, but jumped up in panic. Several sharp pushpins were already stuck on my butt, and then I burst into laughter.

During evening self-study, the classmates in the class were talking and chatting, but the discipline committee member quietly walked behind me, and used the rolled up textbook to rush on my head, and then cursed: "Silly, can you stop making trouble?" Amidst the burst of laughter, I just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. After class, I plucked up the courage to lift the stool and smash it at the discipline committee member, but was beaten by the boys in the class.

They never let me touch the football bought by the class pay. In physical education class, I ran to the playground excitedly, but a fat man told me: "Let's do this, if a classmate agrees, we will take you to play with you, how about it?" I looked at the classmates behind him, and their cold faces were mocking, and I walked away alone. Later, the football broke down, but the class monitor found me: "Students said you play the most ruthlessly, so you have to compensate according to the price."

There are countless things like this. During the three years of junior high school, I was like staying in hell.

Looking back now, there must be something hateful about poor people. Of course, I myself have many things that have done wrong. The more they bully me, the more I want to integrate into them, tremble, walking on thin ice, and interacting with everyone with a smile, but in return they are more mocking, bullying, rolling their eyes, and exclusion... There is a person in every class who is the most bullied, and unfortunately, I played this role.

And the source of all this is just because my deskmate, a rich second-generation fat man. Yes, it is the guy who took the lead in stopping me from playing football on the playground. It’s also a lot of blame for me. He is not familiar with the world and is brainwashed by education, and he can do whatever the teacher says.

My studies are good, and my deskmate is very poor. When he is mocking tests, he always wants to copy my answers. Now that he wants to copy, I will copy it for him, and there are a lot of meat. But I was very stupid at that time and thought it was a violation of campus discipline, so I blocked it with my arms to prevent him from copying. So the tragedy was that his family was very rich, and his parents were officials, and he was very popular in the class. His classmates were the first to take the lead and exclude everyone. Over time, it became the current situation.

It’s useless to tell the teacher, she will ask me: “Why do you bully you and not others? Find problems with yourself.”

When I was in junior high school, I experienced the warmth and warmth of human nature. I walked alone at school, walked alone after school, and lived alone in the corner of physical education classes, and no one was in the same group as me when doing activities. The girls I like could only watch from a distance because she refused to approach me even if she was half a step away.

At that time, I even thought about committing suicide.

The campus is cruel, even more cruel than society. This is a group of destructive but unwilling teenagers. Everything they do is straightforward and will not consider the consequences. Now I am ruthless, violent and dark, and I cannot be separated from my experience at that time.

Day after day, what I hope most is to graduate early and get into high school. Our local town is a small town, with only elementary and junior high schools. If you want to go to high school, you must go to the city. I think that after going to high school in the city, your classmates will all come from surrounding counties and towns, so you can get rid of the current painful situation.

I studied hard, studied hard, and tried my best not to deal with anyone around me. I swallowed all their jokes, teasings, and bullying. My grades were getting better and better. In the middle school entrance examination, I finally got into the city's No. 5-ranked Chengnan High School.

There were some twists and turns when getting the admission letter. The school called me and notified me to go to the teaching office to get it. I couldn't find it there. Even the teacher felt strange: "I was here just now, where did you go?" After thinking about it carefully, he said: "By the way, a few classmates in your class came to get the notice. Did you take it for you? Ask me."

I felt cold all over when I heard this. The classmates in our class would never kindly help me get the notice. If they really took it, it would only prove that they wanted to burn or tear the notice. I pushed the door out like crazy, running on the way back to look for their traces.

Our town is really not big, so I soon found their traces in the small square. There were about four or five people, including my deskmate, the fat second-generation official. He was fiddling with an envelope in his hand, and the words "City South High School" could be vaguely seen. I rushed over and shouted, "Zou Yang, return the notice to me!" I rushed over and took my notice.

Zou Yang flashed. The fat man was quite flexible. He immediately raised the notice high and said with a smile: "You come and grab it, it's your ability to grab it!"

Zou Yang is not only fat, but also tall. He is also a good player in our class to play basketball. And I am thin and short, and I can't grab the things in his hand. I jump around and look like a jumping clown, which makes others laugh. "Zou Yang, please, give it to me." I was almost crying. That notice was my only hope to get rid of hell!

"Haha, Wang Hao is about to cry!" Zou Yang proudly threw the notice around, and the thin envelope jumped gently in the air.

"Zou Yang, give it back to me." I begged in a low voice, trembling all over.

"Kneel down." Zou Yang suddenly said, "Kneel down, I will give you back." Then, he leaned over and stuffed the notice into the hole in the sewer, showing a hideous smile: "Otherwise, I will release my hand." His two fingers pinched the notice, and as soon as he loosened it, the notice would fall in.

"Don't..." I shook even harder, and tears finally broke out. At that time, I thought that the notice was lost and I had no hope of going to high school.

"Kneel down." Zou Yang's voice became colder.

The other students looked at me with no silence.

Passers-by who came and went, only thought it was the children playing and ignored the situation here.

Does anyone know the pain in my heart at this moment?

I want to leave here, I must leave.

I said this silently in my heart, and then slowly knelt down on my legs.

The pain in my heart is naturally self-evident. This revenge must be avenged, and I will definitely avenge it. My fists clenched into fists.

When I go to high school, I will have a group of brothers who are close friends. One day, I will make Zou Yang kneel in front of me!

I made such a poisonous oath in my heart. Tears rolled down one by one onto the clean ground.

"Hahahahaha..." Zou Yang burst out laughing, and suddenly the expression on his face froze, and he took out his fingers from the sewer, "Where is the notice, the notice fell accidentally!" There was a hint of panic on his face. Obviously, he could not bear the consequences at a young age.

I looked at his hand in surprise, it was indeed empty, and the notice was gone.

My head seemed to be struck by lightning, and it was full of wood from head to toe, without any reaction, and even forgot that I was still kneeling.

"Haha, I'm just teasing you!" Zou Yang made a notice from somewhere, walked up to me with a smile, and slapped my face with the notice. "You guy was actually able to get into Chengnan High School, which made me look at him with admiration." One, two, three.

I endured it silently. It was not the first time I was beaten like this, and it didn't seem to hurt much when I slapped the letter in the face.

Finally, Zou Yang got upset and put the notice on top of my head, and took the classmates away with him. I looked at their backs and took the notice from top of my head. It was filled with relief. I slowly stood up, my legs were numb, and there were still tears on my face.

"I can leave here." I looked around and saw that everything in this town was my nightmare.

Chengnan High School, I'm coming.

I didn't go out all summer vacation. I was afraid that I would meet Zou Yang and my former classmates again on the street and would be insulted for no reason. My parents also blamed me for not going out for more trips. Staying at home was like moldy. Oh, how could they know my pain? But I was still very happy when I was admitted to Chengnan High School. I was annoyed at home, and at most I would wander around at home and would never run too far.

Sometimes I would meet my neighbor Yu Chengfei. He is one year older than me and also studies in the city. However, his studies are very poor and he can only study at Chengnan Vocational and Technical College, which is a wall from Chengnan High School. The two schools live next to each other, but their status is very different. Since Yu Chengfei went to the city a year earlier, I asked him about the situation there and familiarize himself in advance so that he would not get blind.

Once after chatting, Yu Chengfei said casually: "Wang Hao, what happened to me in Chengnan High School? Remember to go find me."

I smiled all over my face: "Thank you, Brother Yu." But I didn't take this seriously. I encountered many situations. I was famous for being bullied in the class, and the big boss of the school proposed to accept me as my younger brother. At that time, I was very happy and thought I had found a backer, but the boss's next sentence was: "Give it fifty dollars tomorrow." I swallowed speechlessly, shook my head and sighed. So I also took some caution when I proposed to cover me.

Besides, Chengnan High School is a well-known key high school. What can happen? It’s too late for everyone to study hard!
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