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Chapter 9

"Dear teachers and classmates, good morning! I am Mo Yancheng from class two (three) of high school. Today, the sky is bright and clear, and the wind is smooth. It is a pity that I am standing here. I am not going to give a speech to you , but it is reviewing and reflecting.

Yesterday morning, I did the wrong thing in the wrong place at the wrong time and I laughed!Forget it, but it actually caused the two students who were punished to stand with me to laugh together. They are Chen Meimei and Gao Zhu.

I'm sorry, I not only laughed by myself, but also affected others, and even caused the whole class to laugh too. Thinking about the country's urgent need for talents, I have destroyed flowers and wasted other people's precious time. How can I face my situation? My ancestors, my ancestors, what face do I have to face my beloved motherland.

The students who were infected by me yesterday and laughed for half the class were Mo He and Qi Shi... Again, I am sorry for you.In addition, I would like to apologize to my Chinese teacher Li X, Duan Zhang XXX, class teacher Lin Qiqi, math teacher XXX...

I tossed and turned last night, a long night, sleepless, reflect on my crime all night, sleepless all night, if Supreme Treasure can lend me the moonlight treasure box, I will definitely go back to yesterday morning, laughing unscrupulously at that I slap him and teach him to be a man!

Finally, I would like to take this opportunity to thank the school leaders for giving me the opportunity to be a new person. I am very happy to do this review on such a stage. I wish the school leaders good health!I wish the students make progress every day!The following omits my endless blessings, 1000 two hundred and 54 words. "

After Mo Yancheng's self-criticism was finished, the whole playground was silent until Mo Yancheng coughed and said, "Mr. Duan, I've finished reading." Only then did Mr. Duan come back to his senses, and turned to Qi Shi, who was in charge of helping Mo Yancheng to take the stage, with a livid face. He waved to Gao Zhu, signaling them to take Mo Yancheng down.

"I really have to call you Brother Sheng. I have been in Nangao for so long, and I have done a lot of self-criticism in front of the whole school. This kind of self-criticism really refreshed my worldview." Qi Shi said in a low voice.

"Indeed, the old monk is also very impressed. You can think of adding the names of all the students in the class, all the school leaders and the teachers of the department to the review book. You must be No. 1 for such a move, and it is guaranteed to be unprecedented. There is no one coming." Gao Zhu said with one free hand and gave Mo Yancheng a thumbs up, "I give you a thumbs up!"

Mo Yancheng raised the paper in his hand, and said, "For this thing, brother lost countless brain cells last night, tsk tsk, it's difficult, it's too difficult!"

After returning to the classroom, Mo Yancheng whistled, which successfully caught Mo He's glance, but the next second he lowered his head again, with a pen in his hand, writing something "suddenly" What, Mo Yancheng leaned on his crutches and hopped up to the side of Mo He: "Ahe, move up, I want to go in."

Mo He stopped the pen in his hand, stood up, and made room for Mo Yancheng. Mo Yancheng moved and sat on his own seat, and took Mo He's writing notebook before Mo He sat down, and looked at it. , Fortunately, the writing is not a bird character, Mo Yancheng can understand it.

But the next moment he could understand, Mo Yancheng felt very bad.All kinds of nicknames are neatly memorized in the notebook. That’s right, they are the kind of Internet nicknames. Let me give you a common example: ╰ゝ烟, it hurts the eyes, but the nicknames in the notebook are not because they are not mainstream. What makes Mo Yancheng's scalp tingle is that Mo Yancheng has seen those nicknames before, yes, they are the nicknames of members of the "Mo Xiaohua Fan Support Group".

I want to ask why Mo Yancheng can see it at a glance? "Mo Mo begs scolding", "Mo carelessly", "Calling Mo Xiaohua"... Of course, the most conspicuous of them is the "Xiaohua cohabitant" who ranks first, yes, it is Mo Yancheng himself.

What's even more frightening is that the names of real people are marked behind some of the nicknames. Mo Yancheng, Qi Shi, Gao Zhu... None of them are right or wrong. Surprised by Mo He's judgment, Mo Yancheng swallowed unconsciously Spit, and stammered: "Ah... Ah He, what are you doing?"

Mo He snatched the book, picked up the pen and lightly tapped the book with the tip of the pen, meditated, wrote down a few more names, closed the book and looked at Mo Yancheng, saying: "Since you are my fan, welfare must It is to be sent."

"That...don't bother me."

Mo He didn't continue this topic, but stretched out his hand to Mo Yancheng, and said, "Last night, you came into my room and took the roster from my bedside cabinet?"

"I borrowed it, and I'll return it to you right away." Mo Yancheng sneered, took out the roster from his school bag and handed it to Mo He, before continuing, "Please explain in advance that the matter of the support team has nothing to do with me."

"you sure?"

"Okay, I joined and I have such a little relationship."

Throwing the mobile phone he took last night from the table belly to Mo Yancheng, Mo He slightly raised his chin to signal him to open it, Mo Yancheng was a little confused, so he clicked on WeChat and swiped, grandma, these idiots don't do their homework of it?Are you not afraid of sudden death after chatting until the early hours of the morning? !It took a long time for Mo Yancheng to find the key information, and the key information was actually sent by his own account: October 10st at 1:[-] pm, the box on the second floor of Tiandi Internet Cafe, gathering and sharing resources, and those who come have a share.

The next one shocked Mo Yancheng even more. It was a photo of Mo He. The background of the photo was Mo He's bedroom. Mo He was wearing that set of black silk pajamas, holding a famous book in a foreign language, With half-bent legs, the bedside lamp softly illuminates his side face, with a secret cold and abstinent atmosphere.

Mo Yancheng instantly understood why the idiots in the group exploded like that, and he felt the urge to have a nosebleed when he saw it.From the perspective of the photo, it was taken by the mobile phone from the direction of the door, but Mo Yancheng can be sure that the person who took the photo was Mo He himself.

Not hesitating to betray his appearance, Mo Yancheng was very curious about what Mo He was planning to do.However, after looking through the chat records, Mo He, who was wearing the vest of "School Flower Cohabitant", did not see anything else. Mo Yancheng looked at Mo He with a complicated expression, and said, "What do you want me to do?"

At 10:1 p.m. on October 7, N figures flashed into a certain box of Tiandi Internet Cafe one after another, each wearing a black T-shirt, a black hat, and a black mask to cover their faces, making it difficult for them to swipe their cards at the bar. The little girl was stunned for a while, remember that the person who booked that box was a handsome guy with a plaster cast, what are these people doing?

"It's almost time, is there anyone else coming?" Mo Yancheng looked at the men in black and asked.

Everyone took off their masks and looked at each other. A face Mo Yancheng had never seen before said, "The group leader hasn't arrived yet. Why don't you wait a little longer?"

Lord?That is, the head of Mo Xiaohua's fan support group?Mo Yancheng couldn't help but feel ashamed. He didn't expect that a photo that Mo He revealed could reveal the legendary big boss who never showed up.Sighing secretly, Mo Yancheng nodded calmly: "Then wait another 5 minutes. I am a real cohabitant. It is not easy to come out with an injured body. If I go back late, I will be suspected."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door of the box.

"Who?" Qi Shi asked in a deep voice.

"I, the group leader."

Gao Zhu stopped Qi Shi who was about to open the door, and asked, "What is the next sentence of Mo Dao not falling into the city?"

"Who will Momo complain about this?" The outsider immediately received it.

"The password is correct, it is indeed the group leader." Gao Zhu opened the door of the box to welcome the person in after speaking.

As soon as the man walked in, he confronted Mo Yancheng, and the two were stunned the moment they saw each other.

"..."

"Da...Dacheng, why are you here?"

"Lin Dingqian, aren't you fucking from Beigao? How come you became the head of the 'Mo Xiaohua Fan Support Group'?!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, the others were a little surprised, did the emotional cohabitant know the team leader?And it looks very familiar.

Qi Shi was the first to stand up and said, "You two know each other? Oh, yes, Yancheng North High School is a bully, and the team leader is also from North High School, so we know each other normally."

"Is it important to know each other or not? It's important to do business!" A thin boy said anxiously.

Mo Yancheng rolled his eyes, turned back to the computer and slid the mouse over an icon, turned his head and said to everyone: "Are you all ready?"

Everyone took out a USB flash drive and held it up in front of their eyes, signaling to Mo Yancheng: "Ready!"

"The file is a bit big, and it will take some time to decompress it. I'll go to the bathroom first and come back later." After speaking, Mo Yancheng walked out of the box leaning on his crutches.

The rest of the people's eyes lit up when they heard the words "the file is a little big" from Mo Yancheng. Seeing Mo Yancheng leave his seat, they all gathered in front of the computer with a "swoosh", staring at the progress bar on the screen. , without blinking.

20%...35%...48%...70%...96%...100%！看着打着圈圈的鼠标，众人的心一致地快速跳动，咚咚咚...

"Huh? What's going on? Did Yancheng make a mistake with the file?" Looking at the folder full of exercises for various subjects, Qi Shi and the others looked bewildered.

Lin Dinggan pondered for five seconds, then opened the door of the box suddenly, and was about to rush out, but froze in place immediately, everyone turned their heads and looked at the school leaders outside the door in shock.

"Hehe, it's really rewarding to patrol the Internet cafes today. Look at these bastards, I know them all!" Nian Duan Chang said bitterly.

Lin Qiqi at the side turned her face away and snickered for a while, and said something to the people outside the door, and her smile became even wider.

Pointing at the group of people in the private room, the elder said to the class teachers: "Go, recognize all the people in your class, take them back and educate them well. If you don't learn well, you will gather people online on the first day of the holiday." , huh? Be patient!"

Looking at Lin Dingqian who was standing in the corner without claiming it, the elder asked, "Which class are you in?"

Lin Dingqian shook his head with an innocent face: "I'm not from Nangao."

"Then why are you standing? Join in the fun? Let's go!"

As if Lin Dingqian had been granted an amnesty, he opened the door and just turned around to leave, but he was stunned by the person in front of him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"I didn't expect that the head of the regiment was not from Nangao, so you slipped through the net." Mo Heyun said to Lin Dingqian calmly, raising his eyebrows.

I was glad that I was able to escape unscathed, but was caught by Mo Xiaohua. Lin Dingqian broke out in a cold sweat and stammered: "I...I am not, you misunderstood, leader, in... It's inside."

"Oh? It's better not for you." Mo He stepped forward, patted Lin Dingqian's shoulder, and said very gently, "Don't let me know that group still exists."

As he spoke, Mo He paced slowly towards the stairs, stopped suddenly at the top of the stairs, turned his head and gave Lin Ding a sidelong glance, his eyes were full of threats.But Lin Dingqian felt that he was really perverted, and his heart was pounding when he was looked at by this look.

"Do you know that regiment leader?" Mo He pushed the bicycle and asked Mo Yancheng who was struggling to get on the back seat.

Mo Yancheng nodded: "It's my master's son, Lin Dinggan, from Beigao."

"Since that's the case, you can handle his affairs." Mo He said lightly, kicked his bicycle, and said, "I'm going home for a few days during the holiday."

"okay."

That night, Mo Xiaohua's fan support group fell apart, and other members who did not participate in this historic meeting couldn't help lamenting for many days.

The author has something to say:

Mo Yancheng: I have a lot of photos of Mo Xiaohua, no high-definition, no size.

Lin Dingqian: Please share the original picture!

Mo Yancheng: Give it a collection, and when the author signs a contract, it will be yours.