During class the next day, I kept thinking about what Xia Xue had entrusted to me. Since I haven't seen Taozi for so long, I must give her a gift. After thinking about it, I took out a notebook. The reading notes about Shakespeare I wrote for Taozi last time were completed in a hurry in one day. Although it covered most of my reading thoughts, there were still many missing places afterwards. This time I took this opportunity to make up for it.

I thought Taozi would definitely like this gift. So I started writing it in a daze again. As soon as I was inspired, I couldn't stop it and didn't even have time to go to the bathroom after class. Zhou Mo next to me was very surprised and asked me, "What are you writing?"

I didn't hide it from her, and said it all in detail. Zhou Mo was very surprised: "Your students in the city are really amazing, and I admire you so much."

I was a little sad: "It's a pity that I'm not a student from Chenggao."

At the same time, Lu Xiang was still slandering me tirelessly in the class, and he told my story with an exaggerated expression as soon as the get out of class was completed. I had no time to pay attention to him, and wrote and painted in my notebook in deaf ears, because I was going to see Taozi at night and had to complete the project before the evening self-study get out of class. Zhou Mo asked again: "How strong is your tolerance? This is not the first day of transferring school. What are you concerned about? Where is the courage and courage in the city high?"

I was silent for a moment and said, "Actually it was because of my dad. He said that I would get along with my classmates and not fight with them when I had no choice. Beiqi is my second school, and I don't want to be expelled because of this."

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Beiqi is not as strict as your city high. Fighting incidents are almost every day, so the school can't control it. Moreover, the students who are beaten generally will not report to the teacher, otherwise they will be looked down upon by other students."

"Forget it." I listened to Lu Xiang's continuous voice floating over and continued, "There are a lot of meat or something."

Zhou Mo stopped talking, obviously he didn't understand my behavior.

"Wang Hao's farts are so smelly. They can smother the people in our class! You don't have to look for them to smell the odor in the future. They must have floated over from him..." Lu Xiang's performance was very effective. While speaking, he slapped the air around him with a book, as if he really smelled some odor, making the students around him giggle.

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After the third class, I finally couldn't hold it in, so I put down my pen and went to the toilet. The urination was long enough, and when I came back, the class was already in. The teacher stood on the podium and started teaching. I lowered my head and hurried into the classroom, returned to my own position and sat down. The moment my butt was touched to the stool, several pains spread at the same time, and I jumped and stood up.

This feeling is so familiar that I don’t need to touch it and I know that there are several pushpins on my butt.

The class burst into laughter, among which Lu Xiang laughed the most, as ugly as an old hen in heat.

"Did you see it?" Lu Xiang shouted: "This is how we play him in junior high school, and he dared not react at all!"

I stood there and felt my anger exploded from my chest little by little.

"What's wrong with you?" The teacher stood on the podium and looked at me in confusion: "If you have nothing to do, sit down quickly and prepare for class."

But I didn't sit down. Only Zhou Mo next to me was not smiling. She was looking at me attentively.

"You knew it long ago?" I asked her.

Zhou Mo nodded: "I know."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I want to know how much you will endure it."

I sighed softly. Actually, there was one thing I had never said. In junior high school, someone sprinkled a pair of pushpins on my stool. I sat down and jumped up in panic. Amid the burst of laughter in the class, I dared not complain, so I could only pull the pins off and lay on the table in shame without saying a word. It was from that time that the prelude to the class students collectively bullying me, and more and more people joined this camp.

The scenes are so similar to those at that time, they are all bursting laughter, among which Lu Xiang's laughter is the most harsh and sharp.

In a trance, I thought I was in the middle school classroom. Sometimes I wondered, if I had stretched out my fist and fought back without hesitation when they first sprinkled pushpins on my stool, wouldn’t it be as many things that happened later?

I know that if I still choose to remain silent this time, I am afraid that the tragedy of junior high school will repeat itself.

The time has come when I can't bear it anymore.

"That classmate!" The teacher stood on the podium and looked at me dissatisfiedly: "You sit down quickly and prepare for class."

The classmates in the class were still laughing, but he didn't care about anyone, but he just wanted to take care of me. Is it because he knew that I was bullied and ridiculed by so many people that he dared to just say me unscrupulously? Is the teacher bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?

The laughter continued, but the teacher stared at me dissatisfiedly, as if he believed that I was the source of the laughter.

"Hu..." I let out a gentle breath and pulled down the pins on my butt one by one.

"Hahahaha, you guys watch it, it's so funny..." Lu Xiang laughed so hard that he even slapped the table.

"Zhou Mo."

"Um?"

"I'll have a question for you. Will it be a problem if someone eats chalk?"

"I don't know." Zhou Mo said: "Chalk should be poisonous, right? Teachers use chalk to write on the board every day and inhale a lot of chalk ash. Over time, it will cause discomfort in the nose, throat, etc., and may cause lung disease when they get old."

"Let me tell you." I said: "In fact, chalk is not poisonous. Because chalk is made of gypsum, and the ingredient is calcium sulfate. Gypsum has stable performance and is non-toxic. Even for thousands of years, traditional Chinese medicine has regarded gypsum as a type of medicine. It can be decocted or applied to the affected area, which can cool down and relieve heat, promote fluid and quench thirst, and astringent sores. The reason why teachers have throat discomfort is that the chalk ash is large, and when inhaled through the nostrils, it is often blocked by the nose, pharynx, throat and other parts. It will cause symptoms such as itchy when attached to the small airway of the mucosa. However, gypsum itself is not toxic to the body, so there are no reports of lung diseases caused by inhalation of chalk ash in the medical community so far."

"Oh, you know so much." After listening to my long speech, Zhou Mo looked very surprised: "But now, what are you talking about?"

Yes, there were laughter ridiculing me everywhere in the classroom, and even the teacher looked at me dissatisfiedly. Why did I tirelessly tell Zhou Mo about the chemical composition of chalk? Now, shouldn’t I have been so angry that I went up to beat Lu Xiang?

I think I know what I'm going to do.

I saw my legs slowly leaving the desk, slowly walking onto the podium, and saw my hand reaching onto the desk and taking out more than a dozen chalk from the chalk box. The teacher asked in confusion: "What are you going to do?" Because of my strange behavior, the classmates in the class stopped laughing and looked at me in confusion. Only Lu Xiang was still laughing: "He is sick again..."

I didn't say a word, and I held more than a dozen pieces of chalk in my hand and slowly headed towards Lu Xiang.

When a man's dignity is violated, you must fight back without mercy.

When I was halfway through, Lu Xiang's laughter stopped. He looked at me with a little surprise: "Wang Hao, what are you going to do?!"

The class was very quiet, everyone was holding their breath, only my footsteps sounded.

One after another, heavy and slow.

Everyone's focus is on me alone.

Soon, I walked to Lu Xiang. Lu Xiang stood up suddenly, his eyes widened: "What are you going to do?!" At the same time, I ran to the back of the classroom. Why don't this coward dare to do such a thing?

I grabbed Lu Xiang's collar and did not give him any chance to escape. At the same time, I stumbled under my feet and threw him to the ground! I have beaten up many big fights in the city high, so it is really not a problem to deal with a rookie like Lu Xiang.

"Wang Hao, you dare to hit me?" Lu Xiang lay on the ground and howled: "Are you not afraid that when you return to Dongguan Town, our group of people will hit you again?! I will tell Zou Yang, I will ask him to beat you! If you dare to hit me, Zou Yang will definitely beat you to death!"

"Let him do it."

After saying that, I bent down and pinched Lu Xiang's cheeks with one hand, causing his mouth to widen open, and then stuffed more than a dozen chalks in his other hand into his disgusting mouth!

"Woooooooo..." Lu Xiang shouted, shook his head desperately, and spit out chalk.

"Eat it." I said, "Otherwise you will be even worse."

Lu Xiang refused to listen and was still shaking his head, blocking me from continuing to stuff chalk.

"Don't you listen to your words?" I punched Lu Xiang's mouth and smashed the dozen or so pieces of chalk into it.

"Do you eat it?" My tone was plain and slow, and I couldn't even hear any anger in it.

Lu Xiang's tears surged out, with more than a dozen pieces of chalk in his mouth, most of which was still exposed outside, and his whole body shook his head tremblingly.

I punched again, and the chalk was buried in one piece. One punch after another, one punch after another, my heart was cold and ruthless, and there was no situation where I couldn't get it. More than a dozen chalks quickly broke into several pieces and were all submerged in Lu Xiang's mouth, forming a big bulge in his mouth, and I don't know how much it had been swallowed.

"Eat it, the chalk is not poisonous." I said this very casually, and then still punched it one by one.

Now I must look terrible. I am obviously doing such cruel and cold-blooded things, but I do not show any slight pity, and I even look very calm and meaningless.

"Woo...woo..." Lu Xiang was scared by me, so he chewed the chalk hard and swallowed it all.

I wiped chalk dust on Lu Xiang's clothes, then stood up and looked at the classmates in the class coldly.

"Is anyone going to help him stand out?" I asked.

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