Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 5 [No.005] Hero Xie's Spear

"At school, it's no different than kindergarten. You have to listen to the teacher, listen carefully in class, don't argue with your classmates, and report to the teacher when you have something. I heard that the classmates in the class will bully the new students. I'd better talk to the teacher... "Cao Yunfang took her son to school, muttering and confessing all the way.

Xie Wenjun proposed to go to and from school by himself, but Cao Yunfang refused and insisted on picking him up. In the end, under Xie Wenjun's insistence, Cao Yunfang compromised - sending him off for a week.

Cao Yunfang kept watching her son enter the classroom before reluctantly leaving.

It was not time for class, and the classroom was as lively as a vegetable market. Seeing Xie Wenjun coming, several childhood friends immediately surrounded him, one master on the left and the other master on the right, shouting.

"Why didn't you come last semester?" Li Qiang, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, asked.

"I was still in kindergarten last semester." Xie Wenjun looked around the classroom and asked Li Qiang, "By the way, where should I sit?"

"There is only a vacant seat next to Zheng Meizi, why don't you sit there first and arrange it after Lao Cai comes." The school spirit of the children's school is really bad. The first grade students changed the teacher's address to the old "some", Xie Wenjun It sounds very awkward. I think they didn't dare to call it that way until they were in senior grade.

Seeing that Xie Wenjun frowned, Li Qiang thought he was not satisfied with the seat, so he hurriedly said: "There is really no seat, Xiaojun, don't be afraid of him, he doesn't dare to mess around at school."

"Joke, I don't pay attention to this brat." Xie Wenjun said disdainfully.

Li Qiang was speechless, aren't you also a brat yourself?

The children of the workers in the machine tool factory have a strong sense of organization, and formed gangs at a young age, and gradually formed two small alliances, one of which was called the "Kitten Gang" where Xie Wenjun, Li Qiang and other children often played together, and the other was called "Dragon Tiger Gate". Zheng Meizi, who was dark and strong, took over as their leader. The two members of the minor leagues couldn't play together, and they had ties to each other, and occasionally got into small fights.

The chairs in the classroom were long ones, and Zheng Meizi put one leg across them, whistling nonchalantly.

"Let me sit halfway, okay?" Xie Wenjun asked in a negotiating tone.

"Go away, sit next to the trash can..." The seven or eight students next to him shouted, Xie Wenjun looked around, they were all of them, Zheng Meizi still ignored them.

"Zheng Mei...Zheng Gang, why don't you let Xiaojun sit, there is no seat." Li Qiang hurriedly came over to discuss with the people from "Dragon Tiger Gate". He and Xie Wenjun were good friends, so of course he had to speak for him.

"You want to help him, don't you?" A little boy behind Zheng Meizi stood up, as if he was about to hit him again.

Li Qiang wanted to argue but was stopped by Xie Wenjun, who said, "Zheng Meizi, why don't you dare let me sit next to you, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of you?" Zheng Meizi finally said, "They call you a master and you think you are a master? Am I afraid of you?"

"I'm not afraid of you, just let me sit. If you are not convinced, let's practice after school at noon, dare?" Forced to helplessness, where there is oppression, there will be resistance. If you don't show some courage in today's situation, you will inevitably suffer in the future Bully.

"Xie Wenjun, that's what you said. Don't say that I am bullying the small." Zheng Meizi put his feet down and moved to the side.

Needless to say, no one can see that this is an obvious bullying by the big, whether it is really an ostrich in the desert, or a black ostrich.

"When the time comes, don't cry and sue the teacher." Xie Wenjun refused to admit defeat, but his heart was in a state of panic. Although he was in good health, he was only over one meter long, and he looked thin and thin. Zheng Meizi, whose head is nearly twice as wide as his own, is really not sure that he can beat him.

The class bell rang, and teacher Cai, the class teacher, walked into the classroom with the Chinese lesson plan in his hands. Seeing that Xie Wenjun had already found a seat, he asked him to get up and introduce himself, and the class began.

Xie Wenjun buried his head in his hands and watched "The Deer and Cauldron" he had found with great difficulty, and was indulging in the pleasure of bombarding Shenlong Island. Suddenly, the boy behind him stood up and said, "Teacher, Xie Wenjun is eating."

Pig head!It's all wrong to sue, what kind of snacks did I eat, I don't need to look to know that it must be ordered by Zheng Meizi.

Teacher Cai put down the chalk in his hand and asked, "Xie Wenjun, what did the teacher say just now?"

"Lesson [-] and Lesson [-] were taught." It was written big on the blackboard.

"Then read it aloud."

"Teacher, I can recite it." Cao Yunfang was afraid that her son would not be able to keep up with the learning progress, so she asked him to preview the text a long time ago. For this simple first-grade Chinese, Xie Wenjun just read it and memorized it in his head.

"Oh, then you recite it to the teacher."

"Lesson [-], spring. The ice and snow melted, the seeds germinated, and the fruit trees bloomed. We came to the small river, to the fields, and to the hills. We found spring." Xie Wenjun looked around, and many students were amazed A primary school student, as long as he can’t do it, the little things like sesame and mung bean feel very insignificant, “Lesson [-], peach blossoms, apple blossoms, and crabapple flowers. Many fruit trees are planted in our village. It’s spring now, and the trees are full of Flowers, our village is a garden. In autumn, the trees are full of fruits, and our village becomes an orchard." Xie Wenjun memorized the text verbatim, and Zheng Meizi's face turned darker, just like an African miner .

Teacher Cai nodded in satisfaction, let Xie Wenjun sit down, and said: "Everyone should learn from Xie Wenjun and develop a good habit of previewing texts."

After school, a large group of people surrounded Xie Wenjun and Zheng Meizi to the uninhabited alley behind the school. The narrow alley immediately became very lively. A few senior students lying on the ground playing glass beads saw this crowd In a hurry, he put the glass beads in his pocket for fear of being robbed.

Zheng Meizi stood in the middle of the crowd, made some preparatory activities by splitting his legs and leaping frog, and shouted: "Come on."

Xie Wenjun smiled slightly, first he did a few one-handed push-ups, and then let the onlookers get out of the way, and did a few somersaults casually, the onlookers stared straight, and the seniors couldn't bear it. Live applause.

The situation is not right, Xie Wenjun snatched the lottery before winning the lottery. Isn't the purpose of asking for trouble is to gain prestige in front of the classmates? I lost [-]% to [-]% of my confidence all of a sudden, can I beat it?No matter what, first put an end to his prestige, Zheng Meizi pretended to cough twice, and the younger brother next to him hurriedly said: "What...what are you doing, this is...a fight, you think...you think...you think it's a video."

Dismounting Mawei played a role, Xie Wenjun hit the iron while the iron was hot and played a lot of tricky flower guns. The original away game suddenly became a home game. The faces of the students showed a look of envy. Xie Wenjun was secretly funny, the elementary school students It's just a bluff.

A few students who were waiting for the bloody and violent scene couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted one after another: "Should we fight or not?"

"Why should I call you, we are desperate, but you are watching the show, there is no way," Xie Wenjun put his arms around Zheng Meizi and said, "Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes," Zheng Meizi, who was dazed by Xie Wenjun's flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, finally came back to his senses, "Why should I call you? I'll beat anyone who fucks up again."

Cut, two paper tigers.

"Actually, we are almost equally powerful. There is no need to kill each other. The guns of the revolution must be the same." Xie Wenjun boasted without blushing or panting, "But since we are here, we have to distinguish between superior and inferior. Let's compare points." Other things." You, Zheng Meizi, want to beat me up, but I, Xie Shuai, don't want to be the overlord.

"Okay, let's discuss something else." Zheng Meizi changed his usual style, and even brought out the words of "comparison".

(End of this chapter)