The next three minutes became extremely lively. The boys rushed in like crazy. They seemed to be stepping on each other, and everyone clashed together.
"Excuse me, excuse me, my roommate is drunk!"
"Hurry up, drag us along, we can't be late!"
"Only 30 seconds left, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
“It’s a race against time!”
"ah......"
The number of people in the classroom increased rapidly. These people were lucky and managed to enter the classroom before the designated time, but there was not enough time for them to find a seat and sit down.
"You, you...and you, come here!" Xiao Dachang's eyes widened and he called to the three boys who had not found their place.
"Teacher Xiao, we are not late..." A boy with messy hair trembled and turned around in a panic.
"That's right, you are not late, and I don't mean to punish you, teacher!" Xiao Dachang said in a dark voice, trying his best to show a smile.
"Teacher Xiao, we are coming over right now..." The boy lowered his head and muttered to his roommate, then lined up and walked to the class teacher Xiao Dachang.
"If I remember correctly, there should be a boy named Xiao Yong in your dormitory. Why didn't he come?" Xiao Dachang said coldly. He had already counted 44 people in the class, and now 43 have come. Only
No one came.
"Well... just call him directly, we can't help him..." The boy lowered his head and said, never daring to look at Xiao Dachang.
"Haha, interesting! But that guy doesn't answer the phone... Tell me, where is he spending time now?" Xiao Dachang's tone became more serious, and the meaning of his words was very obvious.
"Top Gun..." The boy in the purple coat was frightened and immediately confessed.
"Okay, very good!" Xiao Dachang applauded and asked again: "What is your name? At the end of this semester, I will give you an extra point for the subject with the lowest score!"
"My name is Yang Xiaoxing...Thank you, teacher in charge, and thank you, Teacher Xiao!" The boy named Yang Xiaoxing's eyes were shining, and he was extremely excited. The fatigue caused by staying up all night disappeared immediately.
"Okay, you all go back to your seats!" Xiao Dachang slowly walked back to his podium, then looked at the students below and said, "Xiaoxing is great, everyone should learn from him!"
"Also, today's class meeting is actually not very important. In the next half hour, you guys will get to know each other. I have some personal matters to deal with. I will be right back!"
Xiao Dachang smiled, lowered his head to adjust his suit, and explained the next matters.
"..." Just like that, he left amidst everyone's discussion, and his pace became faster and faster.
"Friends of Unit 36, your father is preparing to enter through the back door, please leave through the front door quickly!"
Xiao Yong, who had stayed up all night, was now very weak mentally, but after looking at the QQ prompt in the lower right corner of the computer, his originally tired face immediately became much more energetic.
This message was sent to him by his roommate, telling him to flee the scene quickly. No matter how confused he was at this moment, he still knew what would happen if he was treated by his father.
The only thing to blame is his bad luck. He lost even when playing on the PC, and he simply lost his temper. Inexplicably, he kept losing and matching again, and accidentally it got to the afternoon, and now he has bags under his eyes like pandas.
Yeah, looking like he's about to die.
With both feet exerting force, he hurriedly fled through the front door before he could even click checkout and get off the plane.
Just after Xiao Yong left, a middle-aged man in a suit hurriedly ran into the Internet cafe from the back door. After searching everywhere for a while, he still didn't find the person he should have found, and his face became even colder.
Finally, the middle-aged man stopped in front of a computer. After looking at it for a few times, he silently clicked checkout and got off the computer...
At this moment, Xiao Yong was walking around boredly on the street. He couldn't help but think that his roommate was pretty good. If his father came to the Internet cafe to arrest someone, he would notify him in advance.
However, Dad should be having a class meeting at this time, so how did he know that he was in this Internet cafe? It was obvious that someone had called in, and they still had the conscience to inform him immediately.
After stroking his hungry belly, Xiao Yong did not intend to attend the freshman class meeting. Strictly speaking, he was not a freshman at all, he just repeated the grade.
"Hey, God is jealous of talented people!"
Xiao Yong looked boredly at the people coming and going on the street. Occasionally, he passed by a few girls with their thighs exposed. One of the girls was pretty good-looking and looked a lot like his ex-girlfriend, so he looked at the beauty randomly.
Whistled a few times.
However, in exchange for his current dead appearance, he was despised by the two words "rogue" and "hot chicken" in the eyes of those beauties.
Xiao Yong put his hand into his pocket disapprovingly, and couldn't help but sigh to himself: "I remember back then, this street... I was covering it!"
"Those three guys, who is reporting?" Xiao Yong was a little suspicious, and said to himself: "Forget it, it doesn't matter!"
Just walking like this, Xiao Yong suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain in his ears, and an extremely angry voice shouted:
"Small, I finally found you! Have your wings become hard?"
"Ah? Dad..." Xiao Yong had a look of horror in his eyes.
"Pah!" Before he could react, Xiao Yong received another slap on the face, and five red fingerprints suddenly appeared, making Xiao Yong dizzy.
At this time, pedestrians avoided each other, fearing that the two men would fight and cause harm to Chiyu. Fights in the street are very common these days. They either teach the mistress a lesson or beat the teacher. It is normal...
"You still have the nerve to call me?"
Angry voices spread, and Xiao Yong was thrown to the ground by a pair of strong hands. Then his right foot was lifted up and dragged for no apparent reason. He had to cover his face to avoid making a fool of himself.
Fortunately, the ground was relatively smooth, so Xiao Yong was dragged by those big hands without any strength to struggle.
Not long after, Xiao Yong was dragged down a teaching building. He was grabbed by those big hands again, and Xiao Yong was directly lifted onto his shoulders.
"Dad, you can't do this to me!" Xiao Yong had no power to resist at all and could only shout loudly. Xiao Yong felt uncomfortable when he thought that his seven-foot tall man was being carried on his shoulders by his father.
I didn't even dare to open my eyes.
"Hey, Teacher Xiao, have you found your son?" A man dressed as a teacher passed by, and then a rather mocking voice came into Xiao Yong's ears.
"Well, this little kid is so disobedient. He only knows how to hang out in Internet cafes every day!" The middle-aged man just carried Xiao Yong, ignored the man, and walked straight to his office.
After arriving at the office, the middle-aged man locked the door and threw Xiao Yong to the ground, leaving Xiao Yong moaning in pain.
