Zhang Fan rolled up his sleeves, sat on the table, and looked at the mentally retarded young man not far away. He really couldn't figure out why he provoked him.
Did you eat your steamed buns or drink your water?
I have nothing to do with you when I come here!
"Come here, I'll add a Five Dragon BUFF to you, and I'll make sure you go to heaven!" Zhang Fan said with raised eyes.
"Classmate Zhang Fan, don't cause trouble. Zhang Hua will be here soon. And you, classmate Liu Xincong, please shut up. I have the final say who comes to the fellowship class." Zhou Jie greeted quickly.
Are you kidding, Zhang Fan can even get into the hospital with Luo Jian, and Liu Xincong will probably die in one round.
Liu Xincong took a deep breath, glanced at Ye Xuan, and then said in a deep voice: "Principal Zhou, I am ranked tenth in the school in terms of science scores. For such a big thing as a friendship, even if you are the principal, why should you let someone rank at the bottom of the grade?
The garbage is mixed in."
Liu Xincong was eloquent. From the moment he saw Zhang Fan kissing Xuan Ye on the basketball court, he wanted to cut Zhang Fan into pieces.
How could someone with such rubbish grades be worthy of Xuan Ye.
So what if he is good at basketball? When it comes to studying, he is the best. Even if he takes the test with his eyes closed, he can beat Zhang Fan by a few blocks.
Why can such garbage be favored by Xuan Ye? Why!
"Trash?" Zhang Fan chuckled, stood up, and walked towards Liu Xincong.
Zhou Jie looked at Zhang Fan's actions and was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly ran in front of Zhang Fan and stopped Zhang Fan.
"Classmate Zhang Fan, calm down, you must calm down." Zhou Jie knew Zhang Fan's talent in fighting, and Luo Jian also knew everything about the dozen or so gangsters outside the school yesterday.
Damn it, even he is afraid of me if I use my hands.
In addition, Zhang Xiaoyuan, a monster with over 700 points, is his sister, and Ye Xuan, a girl, is his girlfriend. Damn, tenth grade is nothing.
At this time, Zhou Jie regretted getting Liu Xincong, a bastard, into the fellowship class. Wasn't this causing trouble?
Liu Xincong sneered, his eyes full of provocation: "Come on, hit me. I still don't believe you, how dare you hit me in front of Principal Zhou."
Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth, moved the curtain under his feet, walked past Zhou Jie with butterfly dance steps, raised his leg and kicked Liu Xincong in the chest.
Suddenly, Liu Xincong's body flew up like an arrow and hit the blackboard.
"Crack!"
A violent collision sounded, and the expressions of everyone in the class suddenly changed.
Damn it, Zhang Fan really took action?
"ah!"
Liu Xincong screamed, and he felt like his internal organs had been kicked to pieces.
This bitch actually dares to hit herself!
"Oh shit, classmate Zhang Fan, as classmates, you must love each other and work together to create a harmonious society. How can you hit someone?" Zhou Jie patted his forehead and hurriedly helped Liu Xincong up.
"Principal, he beat people!" Liu Xincong's voice was very weak. At this moment, he almost had no strength to speak.
Zhou Jie patted the dust on Liu Xincong's body and said quickly: "Classmate Liu Xincong, are you okay?"
After twenty seconds, Liu Xincong finally regained his breath. He quickly shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay!"
"Oh, then you should go back to your original class and recover well. When you recover, I will consider putting you into the fellowship class." Zhou Jie said seriously, but his heart was churning.
Silly boy, are you allowed to provoke this bastard Zhang Fan? You damn retarder, go back to your original class. Don’t even think about coming to the friendship class in the future.
More than ten people in the classroom were dumbfounded.
Go back to your original class?
Damn it, you sent Liu Xincong home with just one sentence?
Shouldn't this be said to Zhang Fan?
Liu Xincong was also dumbfounded. It's okay. He's paralyzed. His internal organs are almost broken. Is he okay? He was just saying polite words to Principal Zhou Jie. The next moment, he should have told Zhang Fan to get out of the fellowship class.
.
But……
How did Zhou Jie get himself back?
Liu Xincong's eyes began to turn red. He looked at Zhou Jie with a smile on his face in disbelief. After waiting for ten seconds, he roared: "Why, why do you want me to go back? My grades are tenth in the school. Why do you want me to go back?"
Why did I go back and leave this garbage behind? He even started beating people, Zhou Jie, are you blind?"
Zhou Jie's face kept beating, and the anger kept jumping in his heart.
If Liu Xincong was not a student, he would have slapped him in the ear, paralyzing him, what the hell, how dare he talk to him like that?
What happened to his poor grades? Zhang Fan made himself look bad, and he was so bloody that he gave Zhang Hua, who came to watch the show, a mouthful of shit.
Why are your grades so good? Zhang Fan's sister came from Kyoto and got 720 points. You're nothing!
"Classmate Liu Xincong, the purpose of our school is the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical education, and arts. Results cannot explain everything. You insult your classmates at all times. If it weren't for the sake of your youth, I would definitely teach you a lesson. Get out.
Go back, or get out of No. 1 Middle School." Zhou Jie clapped his hands and put them on his back. His eyes were extremely cold, looking at Liu Xincong as if he were an idiot.
What's wrong with being ranked tenth in the school? We have been teaching for more than ten or twenty years, and we have seen so many geniuses. Are you paralyzed, and good grades can lead to extraordinary results?
Everyone's expressions froze again. Are you insulting your classmates? Why didn't you say something to Zhang Fan?
But at this time, some people also reflected it.
Who is Zhou Jie, the principal? All the power of life and death is not in his hands.
This Liu Xincong is also an idiot. He yells at the principal for nothing. He really thinks he is a dishonor.
"Classmate Zhang Fan, you too, you dare to hit your classmate, please give me a copy for examination tomorrow." Zhou Jie turned around and said to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and nodded quickly. This face should be given to Lao Zhou.
As for self-criticism, whoever really likes to write can write it.
Liu Xincong was trembling all over, and his fists clenched loudly.
"What are you still standing for? Now you are no longer in the fellowship class, get out." Zhou Jie looked at Liu Xincong's appearance and immediately yelled.
"Okay, okay, I'm out. I'm going to go through the transfer procedures now. I'm out of No. 1 Middle School completely." Liu Xincong roared angrily, then turned around and left.
A group of people were speechless, but their eyes shone with pity.
"Okay, okay, now I will tell you about the benefits of the fellowship class." Zhou Jie disagreed. He was only tenth in the school. Whether he could be admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University was really a bit mysterious. After all, this is only science, and liberal arts, but
There are still a few seedlings left.
Anyway, there are already five people here who have been admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University, especially Zhang Xiaoyuan.
If you get the top prize in some province, you will make a lot of money.