Chapter 93 Prepare to Show Off Again

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Feng Yiping clapped his hands, knelt down and said, "My name is Feng Yiping, I'm from Liangjiahe Middle School. I'm coming to the school to participate in the competition in the afternoon. You can find the teacher now or in the afternoon. I will accompany you!"

The kid was honest now, with his head lowered, curled up into a "hissing" ball, without saying a word.

The two girls were also frightened, and they stepped aside and did not dare to come over. The one in the white skirt was still holding a heart like a Xizi, and looked at Feng Yiping in horror.

Feng Yiping really wanted to say something to her, "Bitches are hypocritical", or "Ugly people do more mischief", but it was meaningless to think about it, so he just gave them a sideways look, and waited for the two stunned girls to come up.

Zhang Qiuling finally felt elated, and looked at the two girls proudly as they went to help the second-year boy up, "Feng Yiping, you are awesome! But why did you chase after him and beat him? What did he mean by that last sentence? "

"You motherfucker." Feng Yiping said flatly.

"Will something happen?" The girl in the first grade was a little worried.

"No, at most it will make him uncomfortable for a while." Feng Yiping still understands this. Hitting people also requires skill. In such a small conflict, it is right to hit the fleshy parts of the opponent's body. Specifically, one is the buttocks and the other is the stomach.

But kicking someone's butt from behind is a bit like a sneak attack. It is reasonable for one's own side to hit someone.

"Then what if the teacher pursues it?" asked the girl from the first grade, she must be a good girl.

"It's okay, I won't be allowed to participate in this competition, I don't care."

Feng Yiping really doesn't care, there is no prize money in this competition, and there will be no extra points for the college entrance examination.

"Why should we be held accountable?" Zhang Qiuling was dissatisfied with such a statement, "It was him who picked things up time and time again, so why should we let him bully us?"

The three of them waited at the school gate for a while, seeing no teacher chasing after them, and no classmates from his school. Feng Yiping originally wanted to follow what Teacher Liu said. Somewhat apprehensive, he kept urging him, "Let's go back first!"

Then go back first.

They didn't enter the room either, they just waited in the lobby, blowing on the fan, reading the newspaper, very comfortable.

But after a while after getting comfortable, the fan stopped turning, and the lobby became dark. The waiter ran out to take a look, "There is a power outage!"

It's dark and stuffy inside, well, let's go to the door to blow some air!

When Teacher Liu came back with four third-grade students, he was a little angry when he saw them like this, "Even the third-grade students are waiting at the door, why did you come back first?"

Without Feng Yiping's excuses, the two girls immediately went up to him, chatting about what happened.

Not every fat paper is a potential stock, but every woman is a born actress! Zhang Qiuling was talking, tears were about to flow down her face, she was still smiling just now.

Mr. Liu has a big head, why is this trip going so badly? If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have taken this job.

"Anyway, it's wrong for you to hit someone," he said to Feng Yiping.

"I know, but if someone still scolds my parents, I will still hit them." Feng Yiping expressed his attitude bluntly.

Well, this is not an obedient person, but Mr. Liu is really hard to take anything against him now. He doesn't have the right to punish him. It's hard to even say serious things now. If it affects his performance, Wang Yumin will definitely ask him to argue.

As for asking them to apologize to the other party, come on, it was the other party's provocation again and again, and they were forced to fight back. Besides, if the three of them were forced to apologize, then Vice President Zhang would definitely find a reason to take him down after returning to school. .

I entrusted my daughter to you, but she was bullied, and you asked her to apologize to others? No matter how I think about it, my heart will not be at peace.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time, and hope that the other party will not pursue it in the afternoon.

There was no electricity, they just checked out and found a small restaurant nearby. They didn’t dare to order food this time, and only asked them to choose fried rice or noodles. Teacher Liu had a good reason, “It’s better to keep it simple, so it won’t take the exam in the afternoon. Stomach problems."

Halfway through the simple meal, the sky turned dark again, as if it was going to rain, but until the group of them arrived at the Experimental Middle School, the rain still didn't come down, and the sky was still dark.

It's not even one o'clock at this time, and there are more than forty minutes before the start of the exam, and there is nowhere to go now, so let's find a place to sit in the school.

After passing the guard room, I saw a circle of people behind, all students watching the fun, there was a man in the middle squatting on the ground and tinkering with something, and next to him was a man with a big belly in trousers and a short-sleeved shirt.

Teacher Liu was not the only one who felt uncomfortable, Ye Tianlong, the dean of the experimental middle school, was also a little depressed.

A good game, originally going smoothly, was a chance for their school to show their faces, who would have thought that the power would be cut off today.

It doesn't matter if there is a power outage. If the ceiling fan is not fanned, the candidates' hot spots will be hot spots. Who knew that it was always so dark now, even if the examination room was moved to the highest fifth floor, the light is not very good, it is not good to let everyone take the exam with candles!

While asking someone to rewire several classrooms on the first floor, he asked someone to borrow a generator from the post office. After the wiring was completed and the generator was in place, who knows, it just couldn't start.

In a hurry, I found the maintenance master who was resting at the post office, but the work has not been done until now. Let's change another one. The post office only has four or five generators. Now that there is a power outage, all of them are in use, so they can't be replaced.

The students are arriving one after another, and the leaders of the lower school will also arrive accompanied by the Education Bureau. The classroom is still dark, what should I do?

He asked the maintenance man, "Can it be fixed?"

"I'll try my best!" This master is not feeling well right now. After a good Sunday, he was pulled out to work overtime, and he kept urging him. You are not my leader, so what are you urging me for?

Well, let's go honestly and prepare candles, Director Ye thought helplessly.

Feng Yiping and the others also gathered around to watch the fun. He felt very kind when he watched the master compete with the 5kw Honda generator. He has done many such things.

After watching it for a while, I felt that this master is not professional, especially for gasoline engines, he doesn't know as much as those who repair motorcycles. He moved here and there, and then tried his best to pull the pulley. When Feng Yiping came here, he had already pulled twenty or thirty pulls, but of course it didn't work.

Feng Yiping looked at the technology and couldn't help saying, "Master, don't pull it anymore, the more you pull it, the more it won't start."

The master looked back at him unhappily, didn't bother to say anything, and gave him a blank stare, you little brat, what do you know.

Grandma, you dare to underestimate me in this respect, and I'm really sorry for my later experience if you don't show it. Besides, it is also for everyone to take the exam well, so let me show you what it means to be a professional.