Outbreak
Chapter 13:Outbreak
Wu Dohuan's thought is a typical adult thought, but for students, reporting classmates do not listen carefully, is a matter of natural sense, not to mention, or make her hate classmates.
The head teacher's eyes were like two knives, shot on Wu's face, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Duxiang, come and read the text again."
The students laughed and laughed, Wu Duhuan's English achievements, always hovered around 30 minutes (out of one hundred and five), whether it was 30 or less, not based on his on-the-spot play, but on his popularity.
To make an English roll, he will only make multiple-choice questions, with a piece of rubber dice.
Seeing Wu Dohuan sitting in his chair without moving, he was still staring at his table in amazement, and the class teacher increased the volume: "Wu Duhuan!"
“There.”
“Get up and read the text.If you can’t read it, write it five times.”
The students in the classroom, who sympathized with him almost, looked at him with schadenfreude.
Wu frowned secretly, picked up the textbook, and read it fluently.
As soon as he spoke, he was startled by the class teacher, who was not speaking American English, but the standard London cavity.
In fact, English is not the first foreign language he has come into contact with, but he has not studied hard.
His first foreign language to learn is French, in Africa, French-speaking countries, not French, then he is basically deaf, dumb, completely integrated into.
After he learned French, he learned English, and later, he learned some German, Portuguese and Arabic, in short, the official languages of African countries, he can not talk all about mastery, but simple dialogue is still no problem.
As a yellow person, if he wants to integrate into the black race, he has to pay a lot more effort than others, and he can only be accepted and respected by those around him if he becomes more severe and powerful than the people around him.
Every time he fought, he had to carry a gun to the front, and every time he captured the captive alive, he had to be the first to pick up the dagger and cut the prisoner's throat.
Like he said, what he did seemed to be his choice, but in fact, he had no choice at all to survive.
When Wu Duxiang read the text, the classroom was silent, and people looked at him with strange and dazed eyes.
In the past, Wu Duhuan, who had the worst English learning in the class, could read English text so proficiently, which was incredible.
The female student at the same table suddenly stood up and said, "Teacher, Wu Duhuan is blind, I don't understand many of his pronunciations, and the pronunciation of the teacher is not the same."
“Yes, reading in front of the teacher is too much...”
The students don’t understand his London accent, but how can they not understand the head teacher of English?She looked red, waved to Wu, and said, "Sit down."
After Wu Duhuan sat down, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "When I was on vacation, I asked you for foreign teachers at home?"
"Online teaching is cheap."
“Oh.”The class teacher nodded, no wonder, Wu Duhuan's English will improve so much, it seems that this holiday is not idle at home ah.
She said, "Although the English language has improved, it can't be proud, keep it up."After that, the head teacher ignored the other accused students and continued to attend the class.
For Wu Duhuan's "pronunciation is not allowed", the teacher did not even mention a word, but let him continue to maintain, which is undoubtedly sure of his English pronunciation.
The students around him cast surprised eyes, especially the Sun Dawn, who was sitting at the back, and looked at Wu Duxiang's eyes, almost all with fire.
It was hard to finish a lesson, Wu Duhuan couldn't help but go out, striding out the meteor.
He went to the bathroom and washed his face, so he felt a little sober.
He had two years of schooling as a child, but that was decades ago, and the impression was long blurred.
For high school, he was also full of fantasy, but after school, he found that this was not the case at all.
If he learns new knowledge that he does not understand, he can still listen carefully, but let him listen to the teacher's pronunciation of blunt and strange English, he can't listen to a word.
After washing his face, he went back to the classroom.
The door was empty, and he did not doubt him, and he pushed the door directly into it.
As he pushed open the classroom door, a blackboard fell from the top of the door, unbiased, and was hitting the top of his head.
The blackboard is not heavy, there is nothing to smash on the head, but the above is chalk ash, the moment it falls on the top of his head, a pip, a large group of chalk ash fried out, and then his hair instantly dyed white, followed by the blackboard rubbing and falling to his shoulder, even with the clothes are also dyed white.
There was laughter in the classroom.
Wu was happy, but also smiled, bent over to wipe the landing of the blackboard, put on the blackboard under the plaid, he patted the clothes on his body, did not shoot the better, this shot, white ash scattered, choking his own cough.
There is more laughter in the classroom.
Wu shook his head helplessly, took off his school uniform jacket, looked around the students in the classroom, and said: "Naughty."
Many students who laughed could not help laughing.
Wu Duhuan in the coaxing laughter, turned out of the classroom, to the bathroom, the school uniform off, wet with water, and then the above chalk ash was wiped off, and then he rushed his hair, feeling that the top of the head of the chalk ash almost washed, so let's stop.
These things, in his view, are the child's pranks, not hurt, he is not angry, how can he care with a group of children?
Don't be angry, he really one, point, no, angry, angry!
Wu Duhuan looked up, looked at his face in the mirror a little gloomy, his mouth aroused, hard squeezed out a big smile, and then put on the school uniform, back to the classroom.
Opening the classroom door, he went straight in.
As soon as he stepped in, he listened to a pony, and the plastic basin hit his head, followed by a clamor, and a small half-pot of water poured on his body.
Wu Duhuan's body froze, standing in the same place, his face still maintained a stiff smile, water beads flowing down his hair, chin, horns, trousers and legs.
The laughter in the classroom was louder, sitting in the first row, the tall boy patted the table with an exaggerated laugh, and said intermittently: "Wu Duhuan, just glued a chalk ash, this time well, all washed away... haha..."
Wu nodded, looked around, saw a tin bucket behind the door, he went over, picked up the bucket, and then went to the boy near, asked: "Tao Wei, do you think this thing, it is funny?"
“It’s funny, why not funny?”Ah—”
“Hmm.”Wu Xue Huan licked his lips, did not say anything, suddenly raised the bucket in his hand, aimed at the boy's head, most of the bucket of water poured down.
“Ah—”
The boy's table let out a scream and dodged around, but most of the clothes were still affected and drenched.The first to bear the brunt of Tao Wei is even worse, from head to toe, all wet.
In the time, there was no sound in the classroom, and it was silent.
The students were shocked and scared, and looked at Wu Yuhuan in amazement.
In their impression, Wu Duhuan has always scolded and did not return, and every time he was bullied, he occasionally threw down the harsh words and said that he would find the little bastard outside the school to block them, but every time he did not really find the little bastard outside the school.
I can’t believe he fought back this time.
Wu Duhuan took the empty bucket, looked at the chair, like Tao Wei, who had fallen into the chicken, and asked with a smile, “This time, do you still think this thing is interesting?”
Don't look at Tao Wei, he is not tall, but his temperament is very sour, and often fights with people when he has suffered such bullying?
He screamed, stood up, glared at Wu Yuxiang, and cried, “I fuck your mother...”
Before he finished speaking, Wu Duhuan clasped the empty bucket directly on his head, and then punched him over.
Goo!
This punch, solidly smashed on the bucket, and the iron bucket was concave into a large piece in an instant.
The body that Tao Wei had just stood up was also flamed back into a chair.
Wu Xuhuan held the bucket, let Tao Wei's body lie on the desk, and the other hand grabbed his stationery box and smashed it on the bucket.
It has always been an old man who has been bullied, and when has the old man been bullied?
People have always been afraid of me, when have I ever been afraid of people?
Wu was speechless, just constantly smashing the stationery box on the bucket.
The sound of the noise is not heard.
For a short time, the bucket had been smashed and not formed, and the head in the bucket did not know what kind of smashed it was.
“Laugh, why don’t you laugh?”
The stationery box in his hand has been smashed into a u-shaped shape by a long bar.He threw the stationery box on the ground, let go of Tao Wei, looked around the students in the classroom, and said, “Laugh, keep laughing!”
“Wu Yue, are you fucking crazy?”A boy sitting in the second row stood up, raised his hand and pointed angrily at Wu, and shouted.
“Crazy mother!”Wu did not think about it, and the leg was a side kick.
Hush!
His toes were on the boy's chest, and the boy could not stand, leaning on his back, fell to the ground with his table, and smashed the female students at the same table.
The boy's screams and the girls' screams sounded.
Wu walked over, grabbed the boy's chair, raised it high, pointed it at his head, and smashed it hard.
Fortunately, Wu did not lose his mind, if this chair really hit the boy's head, it is estimated that the boy's head must be smashed open.
Oh yeah!
The chair smashed on the ground next to the boy's head, and the splatter of wood slag slag slag cut the boy's cheeks through a small blood mouth.
Looking at him, Wu Shuhuan looked around the students in the classroom and asked without expression: “Who made it?”Stand out.”
Quietly!In the classroom, dozens of students, no one spoke.
Wu jumped out with joy, kicked on a table next to him, and the two next desks slipped out side by side, hitting the desk on the other side, making a smoldering sound.
"Who did it?Stand out!”
His desk was kicked and flown by Wu Duhuan, sitting in a chair, a man and a woman, two students, the body is stiff, do not dare to say a word, the eyes are covered with a layer of water mist.
They are just students, engaged in a prank, can, partner bully individuals, can, but in the "mad" Wu Duhuan in front of Wu Duhuan, they really dare not let one.
At this time, Sun Liming, who was sitting in the back row, stood up, grabbed the chair behind him with one hand, glared at Wu Doh-hyun, and said loudly, “I did it, what can you do with me?”
Wu’s eyes fell on Sun Dawn and walked straight ahead.
When he was about to go to Sun Dawn, the latter suddenly pulled the chair over.
Wu Yiqi's leg is a foot.His feet were kicking in the chair, clapping, the chair was broken, and he did not wait for Sun Dawn to return to God, and Wu beat his stomach with a puff.
With this punch, Sun Dawn made the whole body of Sun Dawn tidly, fall to the ground, and trembling down.
Wu Shuhuhuan grabbed his collar and pulled him close to the window as if he were tugging at the dead dog, he pushed open the window, his arm was mentioned, Sun Liming's body had been lifted by him to the window sill, and the whole upper body was almost all out of the window sill.
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