In the chapter (2), some names of people were wrong. This is an old problem. When two people talk to each other, I often get confused when it comes to the third person. It has been corrected now. But the version reproduced outside
I'm afraid it can't be corrected. Let's talk about it in a unified way here, so that everyone can understand the meaning. Thank you to the book friend "Gao Xiaoshan". If you find any errors or omissions, please point them out in the comments. Thank you all.
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Huang Fei dug out a few crumpled Xinxiang Daily papers from under the bed and walked out.
I lay on the bed and continued to chat with Chen Zhipeng, asking about the origin of his knife. In fact, at the beginning of the 20th century, the state did not strictly regulate such controlled knives, and they could still be purchased easily.
My purpose in doing this was just to let Chen Zhipeng play with the machete as long as possible, so that the building manager who came to check the dormitory would catch him.[
After a while, Huang Fei walked in with a smile, "Haha, the dormitory leader is suffering from constipation, and his whole face is purple from holding it in!"
"Hahaha..." The dormitory burst into laughter.
"Is that so? Let me go and have a look!" Little Glasses lifted up the quilt and rushed out of bed.
"Hey, hey..." I quickly stopped him: "Don't go, it's to save face for my dormitory."
"Oh." Little Glasses returned disappointedly and lay down on the bed again.
The dormitory was full of timid children. They were all frightened by Chen Zhipeng's glaring machete. Now the atmosphere was finally a little more lively. They were chattering non-stop, all centered around Wang Qiang's constipation.
Chen Zhipeng was still stroking his machete as if he were stroking his one-month-old child.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a sanctimonious middle-aged man stood at the door, holding a flashlight and wandering around: "Is anyone smoking?!"
"No, no one smokes." Huang Fei also acted like Chen Zhipeng was constipated in the dormitory, wearing only underpants, completely exposed to the eyes of the building manager.
"Someone reported you for smoking in the dormitory!" the building manager said fiercely. After quickly scanning the room with his flashlight, it stopped on Chen Zhipeng!
Because he still holds the machete in his hand!
"What is that, hand it over!" the building manager shouted, walking towards Chen Zhipeng.
Chen Zhipeng reluctantly handed the machete to the building manager.
The building manager of the boys' dormitory is also a notoriously vicious man. He has beaten many big and small gangsters. Most students will be frightened when they see his courage.
"What's your name!" Every word the building manager said was full of energy.
"Chen Zhipeng."
"What are you doing with this at such a young age? Go to your class teacher's office tomorrow and explain yourself!"