Metropolis: My pain can brush money!

Chapter Seventy-Three News with Me as the Protagonist?!!

Inside the classroom.

As if deeply moved, Xiao Fat, who was struggling to applaud, suddenly, to the female colleague table next to him, Yu Fanfan, asked: “Fan Fan, what does Xiao Nian mean by this sentence?” ”

“Who said that?”

“Ugh.”

Yu Fanfan rolled his eyes in disgust and didn’t even know the meaning, you drum a shovel and shovel the palm.

[He dared to laugh at Huang Chao’s lack of husband.] This means that even if you don’t make a difference now, as long as you work towards your ambitions, you may one day achieve a lot of achievements.

This is in “Water Margin”, Song Jiang was stabbed to Jiangzhou and inscribed on the wall of Xunyang Building.

“Oh, that’s what it means…”

“I feel like it too!”

“No wonder Xiao Nian looked in my direction when he said this!”

“It turned out to be what I said.”

“I really deserve to be my brother, understand me!”

Little Fat Zhou Lieyin said proudly.

For this reason, Yu Fanfan, who was on the side, looked at him quietly, as if he were an idiot.

Wang Xiaonian’s impassioned speech ignited the inner flame of the scum.

When I was a student, grades were king.

But poor grades don’t necessarily mean they won’t make a difference in the future.

Academic qualifications and grades do not mean that you have knowledge, culture and cultivation.

For example, a doctor who wrote cross-talk with formulas in a past life, not to mention whether he really has art, but in terms of character and cultivation, it is very human, of course, some people in the “study of good in the future to poor learning work”, such learning is useless theory.

It was also despised by Wang Xiaonian.

At this moment, Wang Xiaonian seemed to have become the spokesman of the class scum, saying what they wanted to say in their hearts, but did not dare to say it.

The scum were very hard and actively applauded.

The students with medium grades were also quite touched.

As for the first-class students, after hearing Wang Xiaonian’s words, they couldn’t help but be in awe.

Although the results of his own class leader are not good, he even ranked at the bottom of the class in last month’s monthly examination.

But with this heart, backbone and courage, it should be respected!

Ban Hua learned to bully Qin Zhizhi, a pair of beautiful eyes were not staring at Wang Xiaonian, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

At this time, not only the students in the classroom, but also the class teacher Lao Liu, but even the reporters who came to interview could not help but applaud Wang Xiaonian.

“Sister Li, this boy is good.”

A young journalist said.

“Hmm.”

Sister Li applauded while smiling and nodded, “By the way, Sister Li, do you want to see our news in this issue of “Into the Third Year of High School”, how about him?” ”

said the young reporter.

“Themed after him?”

Sister Li was slightly stunned, and couldn’t help but moan that in previous years, Sichuan-Chongqing Television Station would have a news report of “Entering the Third Year of High School” to let the people understand the life and study of contemporary students.

But in previous years, it was from the perspective of the small school.

After all, the orientation of this kind of news is positive energy to persuade the students of the lower grades, and at the same time, it can also reflect the style of the younger generation in Sichuan, Sichuan and Chongqing.

But the so-called scum in front of him had an unusual positive energy.

It’s incredible!

Xueba is a role model and worthy of learning from others.

But such scum, in fact, is also an example.

In this way, you can tell the confused and wandering poor students, don’t give up, don’t give up, after a few years, maybe you are the real hero.

“Okay, then let’s interview him more today.” But specifically, I have to discuss it with the inside of the station. ”

Sister Li said.

“Okay, Sister Li.”

The young reporter laughed.

In the applause of this ambush, Wang Xiaonian returned to his seat with a smile, and this short dozen steps attracted the eyes of the students in the class.

What makes the two good friends of Big Fat and Little Fat feel envious is that many girls look at Wang Xiaonian’s eyes with some admiration.

“Nima!”

“This year, attracting girls, really have to be a little cultured!”

“Even a bully like Qin Zhizhi seems to be attracted by Xiao Nian’s loaded goods.”

“No, when you get home…”

“I also have to get two oil poems from ancient texts!”

Big fat, little fat heart secret.

Jingle Bells.

The bell rings at the end of class.

At this time, Lao Liu, the class teacher on the podium, obviously had a feeling of relief.

Teaching on your own…

But on this occasion, I am also weird and nervous.

On the contrary, Wang Xiaonian, the little boy, seems to be born for this kind of scene.

Thinking of this, the class teacher Lao Liu was inexplicably proud in his heart.

Look, that’s the student I teach.

“End of class!”

Just when Lao Liu sighed that the task was over and announced the end of the class, “Boom! ”

A loud bang…

The wind is blowing outside!

Blowing the tic-tac-toe windows, buzzing.

“Click!”

At the same time, the tic-tac-toe wooden window behind Wang Xiaonian and Qin Zhizhi collapsed violently.

This scene was too sudden, and Qin Zhizhi didn’t even have the consciousness to dodge.

Watching…

The window was about to smash into Qin Zhizhi.

Wang Xiaonian suddenly took Qin Zhizhi into his arms and protected him under his body.

“Boom!”

A piece of glass window that fell down directly hit Wang Xiaonian’s head.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

The students who reacted couldn’t help but let out a terrified scream, “Little year, branches.” ”

Lao Liu, the class teacher who had returned to God, was the first to rush over and move the wooden window on Wang Xiaonian’s body, “Branches, you are all right.” ”

Wang Xiaonian let go of his hands and smiled at Qin Zhizhi in front of him.

Qin Zhizhi first shook his head, turned to look at Wang Xiaonian, who was still showing a bright smile, and did not cover his mouth with his hands, and said with tears: “Xiao Nian, your head.”

Wang Xiaonian also clearly felt that blood was flowing down from his head.

Immediately after, a pain struck!

At the same time, a series of mechanically cold electronic sounds sounded in my mind.

“Ding, pain value +5!”

“Quick…”

“Quick…”

“Cover your head with your hands and don’t let the blood flow out again.”

“Follow me to the infirmary!”

The class teacher, Lao Liu, said anxiously.

At this time, as a good base friend, the big fat and the little fat, although not long ago also complained about Wang Xiaonian x clothes, but at this time they also rushed over for the first time.

In addition, there is one person.

That is the old 1.5, the word “absolutely son” Liu Pinjie.

Escorted by several people, Wang Xiaonian was sent to the infirmary.

This abrupt scene made the reporters in the classroom feel a little confused.

Soon, they also walked towards the infirmary.