Chapter 95 The trouble caused by a bottle of fake wine
.When Zhang Yan walked out of the class, he could no longer see Zou Feng's shadow, but no matter how cunning the fox was, he could not escape the eyes of a good hunter. Zou Feng handed in the paper so early, and was not even afraid of the anger of the English teacher. He knew that among the four famous arresters in the first and second largest, English teachers ranked second, second only to the strictness of the academic director. Zou Feng handed in the paper in advance this time, probably caused him a lot of trouble. Zou Feng is not a fool, so he must have done this for some reason.
What can Zou Feng do? Although Zhang Yan hadn't asked in specifically, he still heard a lot of things in. The kid wandered around the Taxi Gakuen in the dance hall. This time, it was probably the newly opened dance hall, which made him feel excited. However, it was still during the day and the dance hall was not open yet, so Zhang Yan couldn't catch Zou Feng's idea.
But no matter what, there are only two ways to get out of school. One is to go out of the school gate, which is only effective during normal school break. The other is to go out of the back wall of the school. The weather is cold now, and if you want to go over, you can only choose to go over the back wall. Zhang Yan hurried to the backyard.
The backyard is actually a large playground. In summer, the grass grows long, and some people lead cows in. Now they are bare, with yellow gravel. Opposite the playground, a boy in a black coat is climbing up the wall, but it is Zou Feng.
"What are you doing? You're sneaky." Zhang Yan shouted at him, and Zou Feng shivered on the wall, so he hung it down. Fortunately, the gloves were good at it and grabbed a steel bar.
"So it's your boy!" After Zou Feng saw it clearly that it was Zhang Yan, he was not angry, but took out a cigarette from his arms and threw it over. Zhang Yan took it and hung it on his ear, "The wind is strong, what are you doing? Even if you dare to escape from the English teacher's class, aren't you afraid that the English teacher will wear you with small shoes?"
"Damn, you skip classes every day. You have the face to say that the dance hall is not far away, and there are a few Xinjiang boys who are causing trouble every day. The dance hall owner asked someone to come to me and asked me to persuade the Xinjiang boys who don't do anything randomly. Zhang Yan, do you want to go?" Zou Feng sat on the wall with a very kind expression, which was beyond Zhang Yan's expectations. In my memory, Zou Feng was not such a person.
But………Xinjiang!
By the way, Zhang Yan knew that something was wrong. In his memory, Zou Feng was stabbed to death by a few Xinjiang boys. Today... Zhang Yan's sun was pounding violently, and he hurriedly suppressed his mood and said lightly: "Zou Feng, it's not good to get involved in these things. I know these Xinjiang boys are not good at fighting. They are lifeless when fighting."
"Will you go and say something right? I'll be sluggish here." Seeing Zhang Yan persuade him, Zou Feng sat on the wall and ate a lot of wind. He was a little impatient. After saying that, he climbed down the wall.
"Oh, classmate, I have to do it anyway." Zhang Yan sighed. He ran over a few steps, stepped on the wall with his strength, and flipped over beautifully. However, Zhang Yan did not expect that Zou Feng did not leave after climbing over the wall, but leaned against the force to smoke, so a tragedy happened.
"Ah!" Zhang Yan stepped on Zou Feng's shoulder and suddenly lost his balance. He fell to the ditch next to the wall. If it weren't for the cold weather and the ditch was frozen, the sewage inside would be enough for Zhang Yan to drink a pot. Zou Feng was not feeling well. He was already on fire, but Zhang Yan kicked it, and the flames suddenly became crooked. Suddenly, his eyebrows almost disappeared. He was furious, "****, who dares to touch me."
Ten minutes later, in the largest restaurant in Lingxi, Shaanxi Knife Noodle Restaurant, Zhang Yan and Zou Feng each held a bowl of Dandan noodles to eat. Under the green vegetable leaves, there was red pepper soup. The two of them were sweating on their heads, but neither of them wanted to be outdone. However, Dandan noodles were said to catch a cold, which was unbearable for ordinary people. Halfway through the two, they were already exhausted.
"Zhang Yan, I know what you did yesterday. Zou Feng used his speech to distract himself. It was his idea to go to this restaurant. First, the ground is full of weight and there are a lot more than other noodle restaurants. Another is that the peppers are placed, which makes it very comfortable to eat in winter.
"How do you know?" Zhang Yan was a little surprised, and then he thought that Zou Feng's father was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. His incident yesterday alarmed many people. Director Zou knew about this. If he had told Zou Feng at night, Zou Feng would definitely understand. Thinking of this, Zhang Yan asked: "What your father said? Zou Feng nodded and continued to deal with the red noodles: "You are so fierce. You can beat more than a dozen people by one person and have two more. I admire you for this. To be honest, if there are only three or five, I will not be vague, but I may just run away and will not fight them."
"I don't want to do it either. Actually, if they hit me, I would definitely run away early in the morning. But they hit women and I was so harsh, so I couldn't stand it. You said that we men have to pick similar ones to beat them. How can we bully a girl? Do you think this is the case?"
Zou Feng slapped his thighs and felt like he met a friend: "Damn, that's right. If I meet him, I'll beat him up. By the way, after eating, I go to the dance hall. If I can't say it, we'll beat him up."
Zhang Yanxin thundered again. It seemed that today was today. He couldn't let him go, but it was hard to tell Zou Feng directly. His eyes turned and said, "Wait and go again. We'll have a happy chat today. Let's drink some wine to help you liven up, and then go. Otherwise, if you can't live your blood, you will suffer a loss when you fight."
He turned to the boss and said, "Boss, cut two plates of dog meat." He looked back at Zou Feng and said with a smile: "This local dog meat is very delicious. I heard that it was a local dog bought from the countryside. After eating it, it was full of energy and the effect was very good."
Zou Feng was not polite, and said with a smile: "I can't tell you. You are quite tempted by me. If you have any questions in the future, you will contact me more. The boss has brought the dog meat up. As the saying goes, dog meat is gone, and the gods can't sit steadily. Eating dog meat in winter tastes very delicious. Zhang Yan asked for another bottle of Wuliangye, intending to bring Zou Feng down, take a call, communicate with Zou Feng's father, and drive away the Xinjiang boys. This is how Zou Feng's life is saved.
However, at the end of the drink, although Zou Feng was put, Zhang Yan felt dizzy, so he shook his head and asked, "Boss, you didn't give me a fake bar."
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have fake wine here." The boss said with a huff on his face and raised his voice. At this time, the curtain rang, and an old man walked in from outside the door. When he saw Zhang Yan's dizzy face immediately became gloomy and shouted in a low voice: "Student Zhang Yan, why are you doing here if you don't go to class?"
Zhang Yan shook his head, there was always a cloud of fog in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly: "Who are you? I'm so dizzy now, I'm so sorry."
The popular beard shook: "I am your principal. Why do you come here to drink during class? Do you still take school discipline seriously?"
"Principal, it doesn't look like it. The principal seems not as tall as you?" After saying these words, Zhang Yan felt that his head turned even more powerful. He fell to the ground, and the white mist in front of him became even stronger until it covered Zhang Yan's entire vision.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Yan found that he was already lying on the snow-white hospital bed. The principal with a gray beard stood in front of the hospital bed. Zhang Yan's sweat came down. Now it was really over. Although he rarely attended classes, one was good at academic performance, and the other was going out to work hard and serve the people. So he had no objection when he got off the handyman or the principal.
But now I have been drinking and entered the hospital, and the impact is very bad. Unfortunately, the principal saw it and what to do if I solve it. Zhang Yan was unsure. Could it be that he told the principal that I knew something was going to happen to Zou Feng in a few days, so I got him drunk, which was equivalent to saving his life." I guess he would have to go to the mental hospital to report to him the next day.
"I'm sorry, it's me that's not good!" After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yan could only lower his head and admit his mistakes honestly. Sometimes this is the only way.
The principal snorted heavily: "Student Zhang Yan, I have noticed you since the day you entered school. I have heard of many things since then. You did a lot of things really well and I took special care of you. Even if you didn't attend class on time, I agreed. Extraordinary people should treat them in extraordinary ways. But today, what you did surprised me. It was not that you drank, but that you were drunk and couldn't even control yourself. This is what disappointed me the most. An excellent person should know very well where his bottom line is and would not easily indulge himself..."
Just as Principal Chen was teaching Zhang Yan with great thought, a nurse outside the door walked in: "Who is Zhang Yan's family?"
Principal Chen nodded: "I am Zhang Yan's principal. Is there anything you have to do?"
The nurse immediately became much more restrained. The principal of the first high school had become a synonym for respect at some point and enjoyed far higher treatment than his position. "Zhang Yan's laboratory report was released, food poisoning, the bottle of Wuliangye I drank was fake wine, many of which were blended with industrial alcohol..."
Chapter completed!