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Chapter 2 I Come From Wind Town (4)

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    Do I want to take an adventure?  That's sure to make a splash in school.

    But if that's the case, the good reputation I've built up in my short life will be completely over.

    I can't do things without going through my brain like many children, at least I have to discuss it with my friends.

    I jumped off the watchtower and walked all the way, kicking small stones on the ground.

    This method is very effective and can help you reach your friends.  I have several friends: Li Xiaogen, Liu Bo, Guo Xinyu.  And Feifei, who likes to follow me.  However, she is a woman and a lower grade, so it doesn't count.

    I was walking in the direction of Xiaogen's house, when a bicycle rang its bell and rushed towards me, which startled me.

    It turned out to be Zhao Gui, the son of the owner of Chengxi Restaurant, who was already a junior high school student.  Except for his chubby face and doll shape, his figure was almost like that of an adult, the front of his clothes was held up high by his big belly.

    I remember that when my father and I first came to Fengzhen, Zhao Gui was a third-grade student, thin and shiny¡ªthe mouth was shiny, the chest part of the clothes was shiny, and the sleeves were also shiny.

    He told us that the oil on his mouth and clothes was wiped by his mother with pork rind.  His mother said, in this way, others will know that his family has meat every day.

    The children said: "Zhao Guier, what did you wipe on your sleeve?" He didn't answer, but pouted his mouth, embarrassed and angry at such a malicious question.  He told us all the family secrets.

    A child said: "I wiped my nose, I thought we didn't know." They imitated Zhao Gui and wiped their nose again and again.

    In fact, Zhao Gui is not to blame.  Because of poverty, his mother put him in his father's shabby clothes, which were also thin, which made him trembling all the time, with a clear nose all year round.

    Later, his family opened a restaurant and became richer and richer, so they didn't need to smear lard on their lips and chest.  He and his father also quickly became fat guys.

    A gluttonous person is not smart.

    Zhao Gui had been held back before graduating from primary school, and again in the first year of junior high school. He sat in the last seat in the last row of his classroom, like another wall in front of the wall.

    As long as he appears, he looks like an elephant, either crushing the female classmate's shuttlecock or crushing our badminton.

    Sometimes, even if it was just a little time between classes, he was still busy-running over like a bulldozer, knocking down five or six of us who were standing in a circle, and said "sorry" in his mouth.

    Nonsense!  Everyone knows that he specializes in this kind of bullying, so we call him Big Stupid.

    I was wary of Dabenben trying to find fault, so I stood still.

    "Zhou Xin." He said, as if he knew me again, "You Zhou Xin." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was saying "You bastard."

    "I'm Zhou Xin!" I crossed my arms, opened my posture, and got ready.

    If he rushed towards the cart, I would jump away; if he stretched out his fist, I would lower my head and avoid it.

    If he said something to humiliate me, I would fight back more readily.  My head is not big, and I have a lot of sarcastic words.

    He didn't know how to deal with me for a while.  At this moment, Li Xiaogen and the others appeared.  He snapped his fingers, blew a whistle, stepped on his bicycle and left.

    We had a great time in the creek.

    The river water is cool, and the sun shimmers on the water surface, dazzling people's eyes.  From time to time, various birds flew out of the reeds.

    Li Xiaogen lived with his grandfather, and he would always show some sympathy with me, and lead the topic to the adults: "Zhou Xin, when will your father come back?"

    I didn't appreciate it, lazily: "I don't know, hurry up."

    We rest on the water.  I let myself float on the water, closed my eyes, the sun shone red on my eyelids.  I really want to be so dizzy, floating on the water, like leaves.

    "Liu Bo! Li Xiaogen! Zhou Xin!"

    It turned out that Feifei was yelling on the bank, saying some warning words such as teachers not to swim in the river.

    "Hello! Hello!" Liu Bo laughed and stood up from the shallow water, naked, scaring Feifei away.  They couldn't stop laughing.

    In fact, Liu Bo also wore pants, but Feifei thought that all the people in the water were bare buttocks.  She walked with her eyes covered.

    It's bad.  Feifei must have regarded us as hooligans.  It's so easy to pretend to be a bad guy, but it's hard to prove you're a good guy.  They don't care about her, and neither do I usually.  But if she is misunderstood, I care a lot.

    &; No sound.  I thought she was gone, but when I looked up, I saw that she was still there, looking at me all the time.  I felt weird and disturbed because she was teary.

    She spoke, she said: "Brother, I'm hungry."

    I reached into my bag and took a baked potato ¡ª my lunch ¡ª and handed it to her.  She grabbed it eagerly and jumped down.

    Teacher Yang is here.

    Today she is wearing a nice shirt with purple flowers on it.  After the electronic bell rang again, she wrote the topic of the composition competition on the blackboard:

    @I have a dream

    dream?  So many, I have all kinds of dreams.  Sometimes, I think about it all day, endlessly, and they are right in front of my eyes, dancing like butterflies in spring.

    Sometimes, I feel that fantasy is stupid and meaningless.

    I have to rethink all my dreams and choose to choose.  Among so many dreams, find one that you think is good, and that you can let the teacher and everyone know.

    This is not easy, because I have many dreams, but I refuse to tell anyone.

    I wrote about one of my countless dreams.

    There was not enough time, so I had to finish it in a hurry.

    There may be some problems with this composition, such as eating delicious food, the teacher will definitely not like it.

    The teacher likes us to talk about studying hard and becoming a scientist in the future.

    Also, the teacher definitely doesn't like the idea of ??being an old man who rings the bell, which is useless.  Originally, being the principal was not bad, but in the end, he suddenly turned around and became the bell ringer.

    (Xi Li's other works: "The Pain of Ruins" http://www.17k.com/book/56782.html;

    "Twelve Heavens" http://www.17k.com/book/56783.html;

    "Cat" http://www.17k.com/book/58588.html ) (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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