Chapter 14: School Starts
school starts
Later, after Liu Dao cleaned up the old hooligan, he waited for him to take a bath because he was afraid that the wound would get wet. In fact, it was to wipe his body for him, and after that, the old hooligan went to bed by himself.
Liu Dao also got into his bed with two high benches forming a large door. Although it was late at night, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
He had already opened his mouth, but when he thought that the old hooligan was an unknown and dangerous person, he stopped talking.
On the one hand, he felt that this person was a dangerous person, on the one hand, he was afraid that he would get into any trouble, on the other hand, he was too cowardly to ask questions.
□ □ How does a scene in the film play out? Knowing too much will kill you.
Just as Liu Dao thought so, the old rogue suddenly spoke, and the voice floated from his wooden bed to Liu Dao's bed.
"Let me guess, are you thinking that I killed someone?"
"I didn't." Liu Dao really didn't think so.
"There was a fight in the Internet cafe, I went to pull it." The old hooligan didn't want Liu Dao to think wildly, and explained to him.
Liu Dao pretended to be sleepy and didn't speak anymore, but he was really relieved.
Two days before the start of school, in the early morning, the old hooligan came back from the Internet cafe and brought Liu Dao breakfast, two buns.
He threw the steamed buns in the transparent plastic bag on the table and said, "Liu Dao? Get up and eat."
Liu Dao got up from the bed, opened the mosquito net and stepped on the slippers. He was still a little sleepy. He rubbed his eyes, rubbing them until they became wet.
He wiped the corners of his eyes and saw the two buns on the table clearly: "Didn't you say dinner?"
"Isn't this fucking breakfast?" The old hooligan said confidently, "What, I heard last night that you are going to start school? "
Really?" Liu Dao walked to the front of the table, picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, the aroma of meat spread out in his mouth, "I don't know, I didn't have the final exam for the second year of junior high, and I didn't receive the notice."
The old hooligan said, "I don't know, I didn't go to school 20 years ago."
Liu Dao began to eat the second meat bun: "Then go to school on September 1st? It's probably that day anyway. "
That is the day after tomorrow.
On the day when the school started to receive a new book, which was the first day of September when the two discussed it, the old hooligan followed Liu Dao to the school. They now live very close to the school. Just walk straight and you can get there in about ten minutes.
The old hooligan dressed a little more that day and changed into new clothes. Because Liu Dao didn't need a boarding house, there was no need to go too early to grab a berth, so they chose the afternoon stall to report.
The old hooligan met Bald Li in the office, and the two smiled politely.
Bald Li never went to Internet cafes to arrest people, so he didn't know what the old hooligan was about. Before he had time to suspect, the old hooligan introduced himself: "Teacher, I'm his uncle." He patted Liu Dao on the shoulder.
The corners of Liu Dao's mouth rose, revealing an embarrassing yet polite smile.
"Oh, oh." Bald Lee nodded with a smile.
The old hooligan asked, "Then I'll pay this child's tuition first, teacher, can you do the math?" The
bald Li said, "Okay, then pay the book fee and the first month's food? The total is..."
Until On the day of the official class, Liu Dao carried the black schoolbag he had been carrying since the first day of junior high, and went to school with the empty summer homework.
Liu Dao and Liao Ting became the same table this semester. This matter was actually bald Li's selfishness. He was worried that Liu Dao would study too much, so he arranged a top student for him, and communicated with Liao Ting in private.
Liao Ting has always remembered that Liu Dao stood up for her last semester. When she knew that Liu Dao was going to return to school, she was inexplicably happy. After receiving the private arrangement of Bald Li, although she pretended I was embarrassed for a while, but I was secretly happy for a long time.
But Wu Yi also remembered this, and kept thinking about how to fix Liu Dao, but before this matter made him think about it, Liu Dao dropped out of school.
Really fucking frustrating.
Wu Yi just thought that it was the summer vacation to find him to settle accounts.
But during the summer vacation, he was picked up by his father to play in Guangdong, and he didn't come back until school started. He originally thought that he would never have a chance to meet Liu Dao again, but he did not expect this kid to return to school.
God help Wu also.
A few weeks before the start of school, Liu Dao either lacked the homework book or the physics book, and the basic training book was torn apart.
On Friday, Liao Ting stared at the innocent training book and said angrily, "It must be Wu Yi who did it, who else could it be besides him?"
"Huh" Liu Dao picked up scraps of paper, "This matter I'm afraid Wang Xiaopang can't get rid of it."
"Have you offended him yet?" Liao Ting opened her mouth in disbelief.
"I don't like to make troubles that much. It's his own fan counseling. I accidentally bumped into it. Eighty percent of the time, he thought I was going to hurt him, and he wanted to mess with me when he was okay." Liu Dao squeezed the waste paper together and became a big piece of paper. Tuan'er raised her eyebrows with pride, "But he can't move me now, he's cowardly in front of the old hooligan."
"Old hooligan?" Liao Ting looked at Liu Dao in confusion, Bai Jing's little face became more and more troubled, "Liu Dao, you didn't provoke any indiscriminate people, did you?"
Liu Dao tugged at himself for a good beating, and he faltered and lied: "No, I was wrong, It's my uncle, I live at my uncle's house now, and they're all afraid of my uncle."
"Really?" Liao Ting was dubious, "No matter what, this book can't just be torn up by them! It's still very Teacher Li. Can you talk about it?"
"Well, I'll talk about it next Monday." Liu Dao stuffed all the waste paper into his schoolbag, zipped it up, and was about to leave the classroom.
Liao Ting stopped him suddenly and handed over her workbook, with a gentle smile on her face: "You can use mine! I'll finish it if you look at the questions."
"That won't work," Liu Dao embraced He grabbed some of the bag straps that had fallen off his arms, "You can review it yourself."
"It's alright," Liao Ting insisted again and again, "My mother bought me a full set of practice questions, are you still afraid that I will be idle?"
Liu Dao smiled reluctantly and came over to pick up the exercise book: "Thank you, Class representative."
He deliberately emphasized the word "class representative", Liao Ting's face flushed red, and she hurriedly put on her schoolbag and rushed out the door.
Liu Dao frowned: "Did I call it wrong?" The
first class on Monday happened to be mathematics. Before Liu Dao could report to bald Li that he was torn from the book, the math teacher would check and arrange it in the training book. on homework.
He walked to Liu Dao's desk and saw that he and Liao Ting shared a training book, and asked with a stern face: "Liu Dao, where is your book?"
Liu Dao: "..."
Liao Ting asked him in a low voice, "Have you not? Talk to Mr. Li?" The
math king claimed to be unselfish and treats the outstanding and poor students equally, and he gave Liao Ting a blank look: "Don't talk to each other." He didn't name the students.
Liao Ting lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips and stopped talking.
"Teacher, I forgot to bring it." Liu Dao lied.
Liao Ting turned her head to look at him and was about to say something, but the math king kept glaring at her and Liu Dao, so she had to bow her head again and said nothing.
Wu Yi will be proud of the spring breeze.
The math king hated that iron could not become steel: "Why didn't you forget yourself at home?"
Someone in the class started to snicker, and Wu Yi was naturally among them.
Liu Dao's eyes exploded in panic, he blinked his eyes twice, and said, "I don't have Alzheimer's."
Liu Dao said it unintentionally. He didn't know that the math king taught them at the age of 60. Went to the Municipal People's Hospital and was diagnosed with "senile intermittent dementia".
As a patient with known his illness, the math king immediately exploded after hearing such irritating words: "Liu Dao, what do you mean, you innocently truanted and dropped out of school last semester, and now that you have resumed school, this is your attitude, Let me tell you, it's the third year of junior high, and there are several third years in your life. I think your grades are usually good, but you treat the teacher like this? Do you have any opinion on me?"
Liu Dao never thought that things would work out. With such a development, apart from apologizing, he didn't seem to be able to think of any measures to calm the Mathematician King's rage at this time.
"Mr. Wang, I was wrong." He bowed his head and apologized.
The class was mixed with sighs and ridicules, and the math king recognized Liu Dao's apology, tacitly acknowledging that he did not bring the training book on purpose, and said sternly: "Liu Dao, stand up for me, don't interfere. Other classmates, give me a 4D review early tomorrow morning, and this matter is over." A
4D review?
Liu Dao was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop. When he turned around, he saw Wu Yi's stubborn face in the spring breeze. When he walked over, he kicked Wu Yi's desk corner hard before going around the classroom from the back door. standing.
After school in the evening, Liu Dao first solved the homework by three, five and two. When he got home, the sun had already set, but the sky was still bright. From a distance, Liu Dao saw the old hooligan sitting outside the door enjoying the cool air, standing beside him. The electric fan at home.
Liu Dao also wanted to rub some electric wind, so he moved a small stool and sat at the door to write a review. He supported his head with his hands, and he didn't want to write this review book against his will. Besides, he had to write 10,000 words. Usually the composition score is not high, and it is only a few sentences to make up flowers to review.
Shouldn't the review be written as a superb article that slaps the horse?
He reluctantly wrote three big characters "Review Letter" on the paper, when he heard behind him, the old hooligan patted him on the shoulder and joked, "Okay, it's been a while since the school started, and the review is already written. The
old hooligan squatted down beside him and became as tall as him. He asked, "Did you get into a fight or was caught in a puppy love?"
Liu Dao poked him with his elbow: "I think you only want puppy love, but unfortunately, you Old and stinky, no one likes it."
"Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, kid." The old hooligan slapped him on the head, remembering how the proprietress of the barber shop was courting him a few days ago, "When I was your age, I slept more than you ever saw before. There are more."
"Just blow it!" Liu Dao began to write a review, "I've lived with you for so long, and I haven't seen anyone with you.
" What about the ancestor's report?" The old hooligan stood up, "What are you writing, go to dinner with me."
"I won't go, I will submit a review tomorrow morning." Inspiration, just about to write like a god.
The old hooligan pulled him up and said, "What happened?"
Liu Dao told him honestly, "The day I saw you for the first time, I offended Wang Xiaopang's attendant, you know him, he tore my book. Well, in our math class, the teacher thought I didn't bring books on purpose, and asked me to write a review." The
old hooligan remembered what happened that day, and grabbed the gel pen in Liu Dao's hand, "That's a shit. , With Lao Tzu here, I think who would dare to tear your book?"
Liu Dao said, "You're not at school, and you don't know if he tore my book." He himself didn't know when his beloved book was stolen. "I was going to tell the head teacher today, but I didn't see him all day today. It seems that I have something to ask for leave. Besides, I can handle such a little thing myself." The
old rogue knew that he was a bit stubborn , he was as big as Liu Dao back then, and he loved to be brave.
But his son is completely opposite to Liu Dao and himself.
He also doesn't want to think of his son every time because of Liu Dao, he is not a dick, and he has no sexual interest in this kind of kid, let alone a kid.
Based on Liu Dao, he misunderstood him at the beginning to be a rascal who did not learn well, but after getting to know him a little bit, the sympathy that oozes out of his heart is not a little bit. This child is very pitiful. God, think about it carefully, Liu Dao also has his cuteness.
He's cute as long as he's cute... Forget it, let's think about it after dinner is over!
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