Chapter 14 is haggard

"Brothers, withdraw!" His head fell simply, and he retreated decisively when he saw that he was invincible.

"Play with me, you are still young." Xiao Tian's face showed an unpredictable smile. The breeze blew, his bangs fluttered with the wind, his clothes were hunting, and his master demeanor was obvious.

"It's a character." The strong teenager nodded.

"This man is really not simple." Even the head that has just had a fight is admirable.

"You are like snow, and you are sad and beautiful..." The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly remembered that the master surnamed Xiao took out his mobile phone, slowly put it on his ear, and said deeply, "Hey?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. What do you want to do? It's up to you whether to kneel on the CPU or kneel on the clothesline..." After a high-sounding female voice on the phone, Xiao Tian immediately withered, and his tone was extremely servile. If it weren't for the other party on the phone If you can't see this guy, you must kneel on the spot.

Fra, it turns out that this end is this kind of thing. The gangster and the strong teenager despised Xiao Tian together. The two used to be enemies, but now they inadvertently look at each other, giving rise to the feeling that the heroes have the same vision.

"You bastard, don't call me if you have nothing to do. It's so worry-free. Why don't you die..." On the phone was An Qing's roaring voice. She was worried that Xiao Tian was worried that she was about to die.

An Qing thought she was going to the bureau for tea this time. After all, Hua Yihan made too much noise. Who knew that a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses appeared on the scene and took them away in one sentence.

"They are my people. You, send them back to school. You, repair this car and go back to your boss for reimbursement." The middle-aged man took out a small notebook. Those policemen lost their temper like rats when they saw cats, and they all looked flattering. The middle-aged policemen were as good as commanding their sons.

As An Ruosu's daughter, even if she is an ordinary person, she can't compare with ordinary people at all. She doesn't cry like the girls in Class 8. The first thing she did when she returned to school, she kicked open An Ruosu's door. An Ruosu reassured her. The boy was absolutely fine.

But she waited left and right without Xiao Tian's phone call. After the students of Class 8 returned to school, they all vowed that Xiao Tian would definitely die at the scene. An Qing, who had been worried, was even more anxious. If Xiao Tian was watching a movie in the cinema when she was anxious to die, I guess she even had the heart to kill Xiao Tian.

"I'm just two friends, you and Yi Leng. Is it easy for me? You two don't worry about causing trouble all day long..." He scolded, and An Qing's voice on the phone was full of crying. In front of such a person who is willing to cry for himself, Xiao Tian doesn't mind being abused as his grandson, as long as An Qing can be happy.

"Don't worry, the disaster has been left for thousands of years and you can't die." Compared with An Qing, Hua Yi was so cold that she left this sentence and left.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Xiao Tian took a long breath and felt that someone cared about it. It was so good. This alley has been empty for a long time. The strong teenager originally planned to go forward, but Xiao Tian kept calling, and the teenager also left a few minutes later.

"Have you thought about it?" Xia He asked.

"No." Xiao Tian rubbed his temples, "Why do I feel a little tired?"

"It's right to be tired." Xia He said, "If it hadn't been for your spiritual blessing, you wouldn't have woken up for a few months. You think you would suddenly become a superman without a process."

"Now is just the beginning. Signing a contract with me is just an opportunity for you. If you want to become stronger, you need to work hard to practice by yourself. You have just signed the contract, and you have not fully recovered. When you are in good spirits, I will practice you well.

"Damn, I thought I took advantage of it. After a long time, I had to practice. After that, I lost a lot." Xiao Tian's face suddenly suffered.

"S content yourself, many people can't ask for a chance to practice even if they burn incense and worship Buddha."

"No, I'm at a loss. You lift your skirt and let me have a look." The more Xiao Tian thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost a lot, and his claws grabbed the little sheep sitting on his shoulder.

"Bang!" Without any accident, his face was stamped with one or five fingers.

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"Classmates, read this word twice!" On the podium, the Chinese teacher stared intently at the Chinese textbook, as if he was holding a sex magazine instead of a Chinese textbook.

"Relying on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the spring sadness, and the sky is gloomy. In the remnants of the grassy smoke, who will be speechless..." Lang Lang's reading sound sounded, so it doesn't matter if the Chinese teacher is the most relaxed teacher who doesn't know how to lecture. Just keep letting the students read the text.

It has been a week since the amusement park incident, and Class 8 also came out of the shadow of the car accident. It's not that they are ungrateful and cold by nature, but that Xia He personally took action to modify everyone's memory. Now their impression of the amusement park incident is that the No. 4 bus was forced to stop far away from the viaduct due to traffic jams, so they were lucky enough to escape the disaster of the collapse of the viaduct.

Except for the occasional resentment of complaints from the relevant departments after class, Class 8 did not seem to have changed, but when they saw the gangster in the last row with their deskmate, they didn't seem to be so annoyed.

At this time, Xiao Tian still lay on the table and slept. Next to him, Xie Wendong sat in casual clothes and listened to the headphones, and next to him was the beautiful Jin Rong.

Obviously, these two are not lovers of reading. Jin Rong beside Xie Wendong whispered, "That old man is really noisy."

Xie Wendong did not respond. Ren Changfeng in the back seat threw the fallen language book and attached it to Xie Wendong's ear: "Brother Dong, I'll be him!"

Xie Wendong frowned: "We are in class now, so it's better not to make trouble."

The Chinese teacher gave a lecture and kept talking like a machine gun, just like a huge noise-making machine.

I didn't know that the noise source on the podium was still radiating such a big man when it radiated ordinary classmates, and he was still blowing hard.

Jin Rong didn't say anything this time, but just frowned, but Xie Wendong seemed to feel something. Maybe he was connected. His closed eyes suddenly opened and spit out two words faintly: "It's too noisy."

As soon as the voice fell, Ren Changfeng's knife was about to deal with the noise source, but only half of it was intercepted by the other hand. It was Xie Wendong who stopped him.

Ren Changfeng asked confusedly, "Brother Dong?"

Xie Wendong smiled, patted Ren Changfeng on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down. He took out a golden pistol with a handsome hand comparable to Brother Fa. With a bang, the whole world was quiet, and the students shouted "hero! Hero!" Send flowers and applause to Xie Wendong.

"Okay, well done!" Xiao Tian woke up drooling and muttered, "This class is really boring, but the dream I just had is quite interesting."

"Of course, it's boring for you to go to class like this. You have to listen carefully!" Lin Ya curled her lips in the front row and turned her head after hearing Xiao Tian's complaint.

"What's so good about this Chinese class?" Xiao Tian said disdainfully, "Look, how ridiculous it is. How ridiculous it is to say what the author's thoughts are, but Li Bai and Su Shi have been dead for so many years. How do you know what they think?"

Xiao Tian became more and more excited, "I really feel sad for Li Bai. I didn't have ambition before I died, and I will be ruined after death? How about Li Bai written on those full-score compositions? How many of them are really complaining about Li Bai? It's not for a high score..."

"All's done." Lin Ya interrupted him, "Even if what you said is true, what can you do?"

"I can't change the status quo or others, but I can make my own decision!" Xiao Tian picked up the brush and drew it carefully. "I use this kind of boring class to draw, and the contribution money I earn is enough for me to spend. Even if I leave school now, I will live a good life. However, look at these people in the class and put them in society..."

"Xiao Tian, wake up." At this time, the Chinese teacher shouted on the podium, "When you wake up, stand up and translate this poem."

"I don't regret that my clothes are getting wider and wider, and I'm haggard for Yi." This well-known poem was written on the blackboard, but the font is crooked like a drunk. I really don't know how I have the courage to be a Chinese teacher with such poor words.

"It's so ugly!" Xiao Tian frowned and strode to the podium. His left hand grabbed the board on the table. At the same time, his right hand patted on the table, and a piece of chalk suddenly bounced up. He did not look back. He stretched out two fingers in his right hand and clamped the chalk in the air. After wiping the words, his left hand wiped the board back. This set of movements stunned everyone in the class.

Brushing, a line of beautiful calligraphy reappeared on the blackboard, "Teacher, it's time for you to practice writing." Xiao Tian shrugged his shoulders to the Chinese teacher.

Damn it, this boy never hands in his homework. It turns out that his handwriting is so good! The Chinese teacher was stunned and then shouted, "Xiao, please translate this poem and explain why the author wrote it like this."

"It's simple." Xiao Tian threw away the chalk in his hand. "Obviously, these two poems describe an infatuated woman."

"The belt is getting wider, indicating that the clothes she is wearing are getting fatter and bigger, that is to say, her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she is pregnant! But she didn't regret it. He thought about her all day and thought about him.

"These two poems mean that I won't regret even if I am pregnant with your flesh and blood, and I miss you all day long until I miss you haggard!"

What?! There is a underground bus in the classroom. It doesn't seem to mean that, okay?

God! Lin Ya felt that Xiao Tian's figure was countless times taller in an instant. He could interpret these two classic poems like this, but not everyone had such skills.

"As for why he wrote like this, I'm sorry, teacher, you'd better ask me. I don't know, and I think only the author can answer this question." Xiao's weather is worthless, and what he said is becoming more and more presumptuous.

"Xiao Tian, you..." The Chinese teacher's face turned pale with anger, and his head, which was already a little bald, lit up a little.

"I understand." Xiao Tian smiled and strode out of the classroom.