Hot summer day.

The classroom with the electric fan turned on was still like a big stove, making people sleepy.

Chen Le sat in the corner of the window on the left, put his hand on the table, his head resting on his arm, and blocked it with a large chemistry textbook in front of him, looking bored at the figure of youth running on the playground away outside the window.

The quality of teachers' lectures also determines the quality of students' sleep.

Then, I felt my eyelids getting heavier and the scene in front of me became blurry. The sound that was even more provocative than a lullaby kept echoing in his ears, causing his soul to fly out of the sky.

It's a pity that he was not very lucky today...

The elderly chemistry teacher said heartbrokenly on the podium, "Students, what question is this? What question is this."

“…”

"This is a free score question. Someone else did such a simple question wrong? You are really the worst class of students I have ever taught. They are almost the college entrance examination, and they are still absent-minded."

"Where are you looking at? You're looking at the test papers. Look up,... Look up at me, what are you doing? I have words on my face, look at the blackboard, blackboard..."

The chemistry teacher pointed at the blackboard with the teaching stick, and then moved to the next question, "There is this question, this question... Chen Le, Chen Le..."

"Ah, here!"

The old and high voice of the chemistry teacher pulled Chen Le back from his dream of dating Zhou Gong’s daughter, causing him to stand up in a hurry, and accidentally knocked down the chair.

"If you don't work hard when you are young, you will be sad. After ten years of hard work, I just look at the present day and still don't study hard. I really want to go to the construction site to carry cement after graduating from high school?"

Someone immediately whispered, "He can't carry half a bag."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out in the classroom.

On Chen Le's tired face, his eyes with dark circles looked particularly eye-catching, and his spiritless and blurred vision seemed to be looking ahead, but he seemed to be looking at nothing.

Almost every class has such a particularly miserable creature at the bottom, such as the death of both parents, the poor are dying, the antiques used on the phone, and even the QQ group does not have him, for example, they don’t talk much to others, and they are introverted. When talking about this person, people always make people laugh.

Yes, Chen Le is this "joke talk" that must be found in the class.

The chemistry teacher said quietly, then pointed to the equation, "You talk about the chemical equation of the reaction of sodium peroxide with water, right?"

Chen Le blinked in a daze, then nodded and said, "Yes."

The chemistry teacher's voice suddenly increased several degrees, "Where is the right one?"

“…you’re right.”

“…”

There was a lot of laughter in the classroom.

The chemistry teacher raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "This is wrong, idiot! You can't even be so simple. You can stand on me and stand on the wall to reflect on it."

"On the wall......"

Chen Le looked at the wall on the left expressionlessly.

There was another burst of laughter.

"Stand... go by the wall!"

Then, Chen Le had to say goodbye to his comfortable seat.

This boring course also seems to be even more painful.

Chen Le has long been used to this kind of thing as standing alone by the wall, being taught a lesson by the teacher, being ridiculed by the classmates.

The only thing he felt lonely was that when others stood up and couldn't answer, the people next to the seat would help give a prompt, and no one cared about it.

Until the last sentence of the head teacher Pan Wei, "Come to my office after school", this extremely boring course for Chen Le finally came to an end.

Naturally, in the office, there was another round of training.

Pan Wei stared at Chen Le's slightly haggard face with a few dark circles and said word by word, "I slept in class and didn't study when I went back. I don't know where to go to death every day. I'm confused and casual, without the vitality of young people, and without the spirit of striving and enterprising. You are the least motivated student I have ever seen in so many years."

“…”

Pan Wei was right. Chen Le's eyes were empty, unsightly, lazy, and did not have the youthful vitality of other students. He had never seen such a negative look in his teaching for so many years.

I feel like this person just doesn’t want to learn, no, it’s not just not wanting to learn, I feel like he doesn’t think about anything.

"I don't know what water is in your mind? Do you know that you are getting closer and closer to a fool."

Chen Le looked at Pan Wei's getting closer and closer to him and replied in a low voice, "You called me here."

Pan Wei obviously didn't notice another meaning in Chen Le's words, and was still trying hard to preach.

"High school is the most important time in your life. Without a good university, your life will be ruined..."

“…”

Chen Le just looked respectful and had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, listening quietly.

In fact, all the words came in and out of the right ear, but he didn't hear a word. He was thinking about when he could have lunch...

In fact, if you place an ordinary school, most teachers will not be able to catch him so tightly. Unfortunately, this is No. 1 Middle School, which is the best school in the city. Teachers still attach great importance to the admission rate and key rate.

But even if you are a good university, you can turn a pheasant into a phoenix, and you can't turn a trash can into a bird, so the species is wrong.

No Digimon can evolve across species.

Instead of thinking about such a distant college entrance examination, it is better to consider what to eat for lunch.

It was already past 12 o'clock after the training.

Chen Le went straight to the cafeteria.

Generally, after class at noon, it is 11:30, and by 12:00, there are basically only some leftovers.

Of course, there are not many people left in the cafeteria. Those who can eat from 11:30 to 12:00 are basically couples who feed each other, and these couples don’t care what others are doing.

Chen Le prefers that no one cares about him or cares about him.

This wish will be realized immediately. As long as the college entrance examination is over, he feels that he should be going to wash the car or work as an assembly line worker. He doesn't know, and he feels that his uncle will arrange it...

The food in the cafeteria windows 1, 2, 3 and 4 have been sold out, and only the worst food in window 5 is left.

However, the quality of the dish has no effect on Chen Le.

He inserted the meal card and looked at the 0.7 yuan displayed above, feeling quite comforted.

"Auntie, make a living."

The fat middle-aged aunt in a white uniform looked at Chen Le, took the plate, and made a spoon of rice from the large basin next to her, and asked casually, "What kind of dish do you want."

"Just be fine."

“…”

The fat aunt paused, then looked up at Chen Le.

Chen Le looked at her calmly and said lightly, "It's OK."

A clear and sympathy flashed in the aunt's eyes, so she took the rice spoon and added half a bowl of rice to the plate again.

Then he handed it to Chen Le.

Chen Le didn't say anything, and took the plate to an uninhabited corner next to him, thinking in his mind that a bowl of rice costs 30 cents, it turned out that he could have another meal.

However, if you don’t find some money, you will really go hungry.

You can't just drink water every day...

While cooking rice, Chen Le was considering tomorrow's affairs.

As he thought about it, he heard a "clang" sound, and a man put down the plate and sat down directly opposite him.

"What, I'm so tired. I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. I almost didn't even have to eat, but I was lucky enough to catch up."

Wang Lei sat down opposite Chen Le with a carefree look, then stepped on the seat next to him, leaned on his knees with one hand, quickly took a bite of rice, ate braised pork, chewed it in big mouthfuls, then recovered.

"I'm starving to death..."

After saying that, he looked at Chen Lepan and said in surprise, "You only eat, not eat."

A disdain flashed in Wang Lei's eyes. Although he looked down upon him, he said kindly, "I'll tell you, you'll follow me in the future, and I will definitely not treat you badly."

Almost every class has a very similar gangster and often talks to idle people in society. To put it bluntly, a group of students who are unemployed and can only wander around, so that some good students in the class will stay away from him.

The "gangster" class in Chen Le's class is Wang Lei.

Wang Lei has always had the wish of a young and dandy boy. He took a machete and a group of little brothers, and walked on the street with an arrogant and domineering look. Whoever dares to look at him will chop him up, and he will be awesome and boom.

He works hard for this every day, and now he is missing a bunch of younger brothers, a machete, and a bunch of onlookers who are afraid of him.

Wang Lei skipped classes and fought a lot. The reason why he didn't pay attention to the pocket money of elementary school students at the door of nearby primary schools recently was that he was having conflicts with a gangster in Class 3 because the other party was coveting the beauty of my class, and he was recruiting soldiers and planning to do a big fight.

He picked up a piece of braised pork and put it on Chen Le's plate, and said with a sense of accomplishment, "You will follow me in the future and be my little brother. You will do whatever I ask you to do. I promise not to treat you badly. Follow your brother Lei to ensure that you are popular and have spicy drinks."

Chen Le didn't even raise his head. While eating, he replied lightly, "No, I'm fine."

"It's pretty good? I can't even afford to eat, it's pretty good?"

“…”

Chen Lejue's guy not only has an IQ problem, but also has an eye problem. Can't he see such a big plate of rice in front of him?

The plate is full of rice.

"Otherwise," Wang Lei tempted, "You are my little brother, you do whatever I tell you. I will give you 100 yuan a week. No, you don't have to just eat every day."

“…”

Chen Le didn't want to talk much. He felt that the other party's IQ was not on the same plane as himself, so it was not easy to communicate.

Seeing that Chen Le only ate but didn't speak, Wang Lei became anxious.
Chapter completed!