367: C367 On the Surface

C367 On the Surface

"Attention, run, one, two, one! One, two! One! " They were like hairpins as they ran around the sports field.

During this period of time, there were teachers shouting hysterically, "Class 3's last row! The distance between Class 7 and Class 6!" After three laps, they stood still.

At this time, the vice principal said some nonsense about studying properly and then disbanded.

In the dark gray sky, the majestic sun and a silver moon faced each other across the sky. Light was about to descend.

Little Ming walked alone, his shadow extended, and the students poured out like a pot of porridge from the few exits.

In front of Little Ming was a person, behind him was a person, and on his left and right were people. They were all different and joking, some were silent.

Little Ming walked slowly in the crowd. When he went upstairs, he saw that there were heads everywhere.

When Little Ming saw so many people, he felt uncomfortable. He thought that there were 1.4 billion people in China. He simply didn't dare to imagine what would happen if half of them died.

Little Ming went to the classroom and drank a few mouthfuls of cold water to moisten the dry voice and cry.

After a while, the teacher hurriedly came in and said, "Today is the morning reading in English. The third unit word, begin!"

Thus, the classroom became noisy. Little Ming listened to the recording and repeated the words three times before losing his spirit.

He seemed to have entered a trance world, but he left and entered again. Soon, he fell into a nightmare.

His eyes were closed, and his head was like a bird pecking.

However, one of his nerves did not relax, and he kept saying a word: "Chemical, chemical, chemical..." Xiao Ming's cycle merged into the noisy class.

Chemical was like a spell that bound Little Ming.

Little Ming fell into a nightmare in the painful reality.

During this time, Xiaoming was woken up by his deskmate. He wanted to struggle, but he fell into a nightmare again and again.

In the end, a clear bell rang, accompanied by the commotion of moving the table and the chair. When Little Ming woke up, he hurriedly took out a lunchbox from the table and rushed out of the school building. Standing in front of the canteen, there were people cutting in line, and Xiaoming was always cut in line. But Xiao Ming didn't think it was a big deal.

There were many girls in Class 6, so there were often girls behind the boys' line.

Xiaoming seemed to have never smiled since he woke up. He looked as stiff as a machine, and at this moment, his heart was even more confused.

His heart unconsciously sped up, and sweat also quietly flowed out. Little Ming did not know how to put his hands and feet down.

Little Ming understood that he was very stupid.

If there was a bold girl who wanted to talk to Little Ming at this time, Little Ming wouldn't say anything, but would only laugh foolishly.

Xiaoming was waiting for him to enter the canteen. That way, he would be free. Today, Xiaoming bought a bowl of tofu pudding and two pancakes.

He directly ate one pancake and ate the other one in the tofu pudding. He only spent two and a half. Xiaoming felt that it was worth it. After wolfing it down, he still wanted more.

When Xiaoming swiped his lunchbox, he saw a few guys who did not button their shirts and cut the queue. They were fighting for the tap.

In the distance, Xiaoming saw two people confronting each other.

"You can't accept it? What are you so good at?"

"So what if you can't accept it?"

The two ruffians started scolding.

Little Ming waited for a long time before he finished washing his lunchbox and took some water. As he drank, he strode towards the teaching building.

It wasn't too late for Little Ming to arrive at the classroom today. There were already a few girls in the classroom who were engrossed in their studies.

Little Ming first went to the toilet and greeted his friends, Little Kai, and Little Song. Then, he sat on his seat and began to write in English. Little Ming was neither fast nor slow, and his heart was not focused on writing.

He often thought about these scenes.

He won the Nobel Prize in Physics.

His essay was well written, and it was used by the language teacher as a form of reading.

He became the first in the grade, and so on and so forth.

The classes in No.1 High School had four periods in the morning and afternoon, and Xiao Ming had to sleep for the first two periods every day, as if he was reading early.

When he was in the mathematics class, he only heard the mathematics teacher drawing and writing on the podium. Xiao Ming was also very serious.

But once his heart calmed down, he slowly fell into a nightmare. He vaguely saw the mathematics teacher and the blackboard, but he didn't understand. Then, he started to peck on the rice.

However, this couldn't be called sleeping because Xiao Ming's brain was the same as Xiao Ming's brain at night. It was unusually active.

The teacher called Xiaoming up and everyone laughed. Xiaoming stood for one class.

After the second lesson in the morning ended, a marching song sounded from the campus. Everyone went to the field to exercise again. In a while, the hysterical teacher performed at this gymnasium again.

After the decision was made, we didn't immediately disband. The vice principal said, "Students, good news! The OSNA Corporation is assisting my Meili High School's education. This afternoon, the chairman, Mr. Bian Wubian, will inspect our school in the future."

"So, our school will carry out a big sweep. Everyone must take it seriously!"

"Students, we will use the remaining two lessons in the morning to carry out a major cleaning. Everyone must follow the arrangement of the form teacher and the team leader on duty. There are strict requirements."

"Alright! Dismissed! The on-duty team will go to the sanitary area. The rest of you will go back to the dormitory. The teacher will arrange for you to follow the teacher's arrangement."

Everyone seemed to have gone crazy. That was because they did not need to attend classes. They would cause a ruckus in the dormitory. When they returned to the dormitory, they would start laughing. When they met Old Zhu, they would think of his embarrassing matter and ask, "Did Old Zhu find the teacher?"

Little Zhu shouted, "Come! Look!"

With that, he took off his shirt, and a few red marks appeared on his back.

"F * ck, Old Ben!"

"Awesome!" someone shouted.

"Quick, take a look at Old Zhu's back! The boss hit him!" Everyone seemed to be showing off their merit points as they gathered their companions.

Thus, many people came to our dormitory. After learning the whole story, they directly called out, "Awesome!"

When we were having fun, Old Zhu said, "Let's go. That old woman will come back later." So everyone left.

Sure enough, they guessed right. After a while, that old woman came.

Everyone immediately carried out their respective duties. The form teacher walked into their dormitory and said at a slanted angle, "It was worth it!"

They all nodded.

The form teacher pointed at the corner of the wall. "Look, we have to clean this up too."

They nodded again.

After Old Class left, the bold old pig walked straight forward and said behind him, "Damn it!" We all laughed out loud.0

Early in the afternoon and late at night, life seemed to always be like this. As they walked around the school building's canteen and dormitory building, in the afternoon, after Xiaoming finished peeing in the toilet, he saw a group of middle-aged men in suits downstairs.

The principal led the directors to bow and nod. They were full of smiles, and there was also a group of people who were full of smiles and only nodded.

Xiaoming said to Xiao Song, "Which one do you think is Bian Wu? I think it's that fatty." Little Ming pointed at that fatty.

Little Song smiled. "It's the one wearing sunglasses!

They were in a stalemate and attracted more people to participate in the discussion. Soon, they started scolding, "These people are all corrupt officials!" Everyone laughed again.

After a while, the bell rang, and everyone dispersed.

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