Chapter 1366: juvenile

It is still a physical reason, the code is difficult, the second is estimated to be later, brothers forgive me.

The seventh and eighth middle school in Xihong City, a two or eight bicycle that rang at all except the car bell, flashed past the school gate and shocked the janitor who was closing the school gate.
"Little Bunny, stop for me!"
The teenager listened to the screams behind him and laughed: "Uncle, they are all so old, they are not angry, be careful of high blood pressure!"
The janitor seemed to be sick, and he was still shouting something in his mouth, but as the distance increased, he could not hear what the other person was calling.
Despite the uncle's shouts, he laughed and squeezed a few times. He quickly drove into the parking shed 100 meters away. A handsome drift, he aimed the car's head at the parking shed.
Then, the handlebars were supported by two hands, and a slick leg jumped directly from the bicycle. After pushing it smoothly, the two or eight bicycles changed to the "unmanned" state and rushed into the shed automatically.
The young man, regardless of his big two or eight, rushed out under the influence of inertia and hit a bicycle parked by others.
I looked at the electronic watch. It ’s been two minutes. He secretly cursed the three who had blocked his driveway. He also snapped a finger, and at the moment he snapped it, a series of bicycles came behind The sound of falling to the ground is very crisp and clear.
"Really, how do you feel that the worse you grow up, the worse!" Shaking his head puzzled, he hurried to the teaching building.
"The bike is down!" Suddenly there was a majestic voice with a trembling sound.
The teenager turned his head and looked at it. A middle-aged man with black-framed glasses and gray hair, twitching at the corner of his mouth, looked at himself rather distressedly.
The teenager quickly stopped: "Good principal!"
The middle-aged man in front of him is the principal of the school where the teenager is.
The headmaster didn't seem to hear the teenager say hello, but pointed at the parking shed behind the teenager and repeated the sentence: "Bicycle ... bike fell!"
The teenager smiled hey: "It's okay, I don't feel distressed. Isn't this going to be self-study soon? How important is learning about bicycles!"
"I bought a new" permanent ", just two days after riding, you ... you ... which class do you have?" The principals were trembling with sorrow, sad and painful, most of the monthly salary, Just like your wife, you are so scourge.
The teenager looked back. Sure enough, he was under his two big two or eight, pressing a brand-new permanent bicycle. The overall appearance did not appear to be damaged, but several bicycles were entangled and the red bricks on the ground were estimated to be above this bicycle. There must be a place to paint.
"Say, your class, call your head teacher, call your parents, it's too ridiculous for you!"
Before the headmaster finished, he saw the teenager pointing at the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees in the east, and he was horrified: "UFO!"
"Where?" The old headmaster quickly took his reading glasses out of his jacket pocket and turned to look at the sky. As a result, there was nothing but a few pigeons flying by in the sky.
At this point, he didn't know where he was deceived. He turned around and looked back. The student with a white rag hanging on the schoolbag just now disappeared.
The teenager ran all the way, and ran directly to the second class of the third year where he was. I saw that the students were studying their homework in their seats. The old teacher Mr. Wang moved his chair and was sitting on the podium while drinking Tea, shaking the folding fan, while supervising the students self-study.
"It's awful. Didn't Pharaoh go next door today? Why did he come so early ... Why ... Why should I say Pharaoh goes next door!"
Not thinking about it carefully, the teenager pushed open the door of the classroom, head down and headed hard toward his seat, his seat was in the last row of the first group, just a few meters away, he clearly felt behind The old king's gaze was falling on his back.
Just when he had another step to return to his seat, he suddenly screamed, "Stop!"
The teenager choked on his feet and turned back suddenly, showing a sun-like smile on his face when he turned back, and at the same time pretended to be surprised: "Master Wang, when did you come?"
As soon as these words came out, the classmates around laughed lightly. Is this a fool?
Teacher Wang got up from the chair and slowly walked toward the teenager with a folding fan: "Does your eyes have astigmatism?"
The teenager laughed: "No!"
"Having myopia?"
The teenager smiled a little embarrassedly: "Neither!"
"Then when were you blind?"
"Ah ... Pharaoh ... No teacher Wang, we don't take a curse!"
The Pharaoh had walked up to the young man, put away the folding fan as a short stick, and knocked on the young man's head at once: "Then I am such a big living person, you didn't see you sitting on the podium!"
The teenager shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't I see that I'm going to be late? I'm a little anxious!"
The folding fan in Pharaoh's hand changed from a short stick to an acupuncture point, poking under the teenager's rib: "Are you coming late? Are you already late! Don't quibble with me, you will be back to school for the next week!"
The young man wanted to ask for affection, but the old king turned around and left. After two steps, he went back and then came back: "By the way, there is another thing. You just drove very fast, and thought you were flying the plane!"
"You see it all." The teenager scratched his head.
"Put your hands down!" Lao Wang's acupuncture point ... No, it was the folding fan that knocked on the boy's hand: "Do you know what's wrong?"
The teenager quickly explained: "Teacher Wang, am I not worried about being late and riding fast!"
The old king snorted and increased his tone: "I ask you, ride the bicycle like an airplane, do you know what's wrong? !!!"
The young man thought for a while, and tentatively replied: "Fly low?"
'boom! ’Laughter in the class ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There was a sudden wave of sound and all the students laughed.
The Pharaoh looked around, very inhumanely, with a "vicious" look, suppressed the laughter, and then said to the teenager with a hate of iron and steel, said: "Next ride slowly, pay attention to safety!"
In a flash, the boy's heart warmed and bowed sincerely: "Thank you teacher!"
Pharaoh nodded, just about to turn around, suddenly his eyes swept behind the teenager, and then pointed at the teenager's schoolbag with a fan: "What do you do with a rag hanging on your schoolbag?"
The teenager quickly removed the schoolbag from his shoulder. As it turned out, he didn't know when the schoolbag was hung with a piece of white rag.
He rolled his eyes and smiled: "I guess I guess you are going to punish me on duty, so I prepared a new rag in advance!"
The old king nodded: "There is still self-knowledge!"
When I finished speaking, I only heard the sound of footsteps behind me. Someone hurried into the class, and then there was a girl's exclamation.
I saw an old man wearing big pants and rushed in with his upper body naked. After entering, he didn't speak. He first helped the podium to take a breather.
Teacher Wang looked back and said: "Isn't that the doorman Uncle Liu? Hong Kong Island has returned. Let's talk about civilization, new style, and let's not be shirtless!"
After he finished speaking, he screamed at the girls who were screaming: "What are you talking about, is Mr. Liu wearing pants!"
Then Uncle Liu gasped for a while, and then scolded: "Just your uncle is a man, I let this boy ride my old man's vest away!"
The young man quickly pulled the rag over and looked at it. It turned out to be a vest that was torn to pieces, and also showed a smell of bad sweat. Apart from apologizing, he could not help but despise: "What a broken quality!"
Uncle Liu jumped and scolded: "If the quality of the old man's vest is better, you will take me away!"