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Chapter 12: Can you be more sad?

Mencius Fan returned to class with a depressed face, just in time for the history class of appendicitis (Lan Weiyan). Appendicitis is notoriously harsh in school, and the rules he set are stricter than school rules.And the ways of punishing students are varied and emerge in endlessly.The students had been tortured several times to exhaustion, so the students felt a sense of fear towards Lan Weiyan.

"Report." Mencius Fan secretly glanced at Lan Weiyan, and found that his face was very bad, thinking that he was going to be unlucky, while the classmates in the classroom all looked at him with the expression that you are dead.

When Lan Weiyan was in high spirits in class, he was very angry when he heard that there were still students arriving. He dared to be late for his class, put down the lesson plan in his hand heavily, and said with a bad face, "The class has been on for most of the class." Now, where have you been?"

"The class teacher asked me to go to the office to talk."

"You don't know my rules?"

"..." Lan Weiyan does not allow students to be late for class, nor does he allow teachers to occupy his class time, let alone talk to students and delay students from attending his class.Lan Weiyan is an old senior in No. [-] Middle School, so most of the teachers would not try to make him unhappy. Instead, they would politely call out Teacher Lan when they saw him.Mencius Fan felt wronged to death, Lan Weiyan was the only one who could subdue him in the Sixth Middle School.

"Go to the playground after class."

Meng Zifan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just ran to the playground. Thinking of the pale faces of those classmates after being punished, his scalp felt numb.

"Ten circles." Lan Weiyan was angry in his heart, but because Mencius Fan was a rare genius in school, and his historical performance was not so good in the whole grade, he couldn't bear to punish him severely, but he was afraid of other punishments if he punished him lightly. The students have opinions, and it takes a long time to spit out an ideal answer.

Suddenly there was a sound of breathing in the classroom.

What?He heard it right, ten laps of a 500-meter lap on the playground is 5000 meters, and he was exhausted to death by running 1000 meters in normal sports, but now it is five times that of a thousand.Thinking about it made me even more wronged, why did the damn head teacher call me to lecture me when I was going to Lan Weiyan's class, just call him, but why did he let me come back when he was in class? Are you courting death?

"Are you dissatisfied with my words?" If he hadn't had a bad grade, he would have punished him 15 laps.

"It was Hu Ban who asked me to go, otherwise I would definitely not be late." He sort of figured it out, how could Hu Xiu let him go so easily, and made it clear that he wanted to make him suffer.Although I'm sure Lan Weiyan won't find Tuanhuo, he feels uncomfortable.

"It's clear that you don't want to attend my class and you dare to make excuses for me." Lan Weiyan was annoyed for a while, why is this kid so clueless, "Go back to your seat immediately."

Mencius Fan returned to his seat in despair.Although unwilling, but resisting will only lead to a worse death, he still understands this truth.Opening the book, I planned to study hard in class.

Dong Zhineng, who was sitting behind Meng Zifan, poked him in the back with a pen, "Do you think Hu Ban deliberately made you unhappy?"

Mencius Fan didn't look back, and nodded his head lightly as an answer. If it was so obvious that Mencius Fan couldn't think of it, would he be worthy of his IQ?

"Isn't she prejudiced against you?"

"Who cares about her?" Meng Zifan covered his mouth with a book, lowered his voice and looked indifferent.

"What did she talk to you about?" The student on the right seat poked Meng Zifan's elbow and asked curiously.

Meng Zifan was already very depressed. When he saw a beautiful woman asking, he was about to confide in her when he saw a half-length piece of chalk approaching him in a perfect parabolic arc.Meng Zifan's body flashed reflexively, and one of them lost his balance, and his body fell hard to the ground along with the bench.Fortunately, the iron bench was pressing down on his right leg.The pain made him grin his teeth and want to cry without tears.

"Meng Zifan, get out of the classroom and stand outside." Lan Weiyan patted the desk angrily, and pointed his left index finger at the door.When Mencius limped out of the classroom, he calmed down and said, "Now let's continue talking about the development of the world economy..."

Mencius Fan leaned against the wall speechlessly, the pain in his legs made him unable to calm down, and he swore to himself that Hu Xiu must regret it, don't blame him for being narrow-minded, who called him Mencius Fanla.