Chapter 9: The whole school is famous

On the way back, the rain became lighter and lighter.

At around 1 pm, Zhao Yan's hair was wet, and the water had not yet flowed in. He was hungry, tired and exhausted, but he was in a very happy mood.

The cell phone in his pocket rang. He parked the car on the side of the road and took out the phone. The caller ID was his father Zhao Gensheng.

"Dad, I just wanted to call you." As soon as Zhao Yan said this, he heard the roar of his father opposite him.

"Little bastard! What are you doing? He is beating the teacher and cheating on the bicycle. What are you doing this all morning?"

At this moment, Zhao Gensheng was furious and furious.

It was a big deal that he lost his gun! He couldn't find it in the middle of the night, but the phone number from the school was one left and one right.

Zhao Gensheng became more and more angry as he listened, and then he called Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan took the phone away from his ears. After his father finished yelling, Zhao Yan said calmly, "Dad, where are you now?"

Zhao Gensheng said, "Little bastard, I'm outside. I'm so anxious! Don't cause trouble for me, okay?"

Zhao Yan smiled slightly and asked, "Did you lose your pistol yesterday?"

"How do you know?" Zhao Gensheng's face was shocked.

Zhao Yan said, "Don't look for it. The pistol is here for me, so I took it out to play. When you go to my school to wait for me, I will send the pistol back to you immediately."

He couldn't explain to his father how he found the pistol, so he simply put the shit basin on his head and admitted that he took it out to play, which would make it understandable.

"What? It's really you..." Zhao Gensheng, who was about to collapse at this moment, wanted to peel Zhao Yan's skin.

But he was afraid that he would scare his son, and if the kid ran away with a gun, the trouble would be even greater.

At this moment, he could only suppress his anger and said in a low voice, "Your mother and I will go to your school to wait for you now, come here quickly!"

Zhao Yan said, "My mother is here too!"

Zhao Gensheng gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Although I quickly went to school, it was not that easy on the way.

It was already 2:30 pm when Zhao Yan rode his motorcycle back to Jiangcheng District. He parked the motorcycle at the entrance of the small supermarket.

He locked the car, walked into the supermarket, and asked, "Did anyone throw a motorcycle out in the morning?"

The supermarket owner walked out and said, "Yes, a young man bought a pack of cigarettes from me in the morning. He forgot to take the key to the motorcycle and was stolen! Now these thieves..."

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, "It's not a thief, I'm his friend, so I borrowed it from him. I'll put the key here and wait for him to remember to give it to him."

After saying that, Zhao Yan threw down the key in the stunned eyes of the supermarket owner, turned around and left. The supermarket owner chased him out and could no longer find anyone.

In a small alley, Zhao Yan took off his raincoat, threw it into the garbage dump, then came to the bicycle viewing place, rode Vice Principal Shen's bicycle back to Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School.

After going back to school all the way, it was already past 3 o'clock. Zhao Yan really felt so hungry.

"Zhao Yan, you are so famous! Many teachers are looking for you!" A male classmate with short hair came towards him.

Zhao Yan knew this guy, named Mei Shibing, and Zhao Yan's classmate who had been from junior high school to high school for six years.

Soldier Mei was holding a loaf of bread in his hand. As soon as he took two bites, Zhao Yan snatched it over, "Give it to me, I'm starving to death!"

Soldier Mei said in surprise, "What are you doing? It's so embarrassing, it doesn't match your glorious deeds today!"

"Stop talking..." Zhao Yan took a bite and his cell phone rang again.

"Where have you been?" My dad's hot voice came again.

“In the playground.”

"Come to the teaching office now!"

"oh."

Zhao Yan immediately walked towards the teaching office while biting the bread.

Before he could take two steps, he saw Zhao Gensheng running out.

When he came to his son, Zhao Gensheng, who was furious, could no longer help but raise his hand and slapped Zhao Yan on the face. Zhao Yan's face suddenly became swollen, and half of the bread he had eaten was beaten away.

"You evil boy! I've peeled off your skin!" Zhao Gensheng's emotions finally broke out, and he kicked Zhao Yan to the ground with another kick.

Zhao Yan's mother, who was following behind, rushed over and grabbed Zhao Gensheng and said, "Old Zhao, you have something to say, why are you hitting the child?"

Zhao Gensheng then stopped and said angrily, "This little bastard is getting more and more distorted!"

At this moment, Zhao Yan looked very poor, tired and hungry, his clothes were soaked, and his face was raining and bloody. He sat on the ground in the playground.

But he only had a smile at this moment, and could see his energetic father twenty years ago!

very nice!

He took out the gun from his pocket and threw it to his father, "Dad, the jade is returned to Zhao! You can save it in the future!"

Zhao Gensheng took the pistol and quickly checked it. He found that there was no missing bullet, and there was also a gun license.

He then breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yan's mother was soft-hearted, and her own son was wet, with water all over his hair and a swollen face.

My mother helped her son up with heartache and spat, "What are you doing every day? Why did you do this? It's really uneasy!"

Zhao Yan thought of his mother's haggard appearance after suffering various blows in his previous life, and reached out to hug his mother, "Okay, now it's over, everything will be fine."

While they were talking, Sun Guiwu was already standing at the door of the teaching office. He held up his disabled hand and shouted loudly, "Zhao Yan, do you still dare to come back? You compensate me for my hand! I want you to lose everything!"

Zhao Gensheng pinned his pistol on his waist and then said, "Zhao Yan, where are you having a fuss with your teacher?"

"I'll deal with it." Zhao Yan walked into the teaching office.

The principal, vice principal, director of teaching, and political education director are all here, and Zhao Yan's class teacher is also there.

The head teacher walked up and said, "Zhao Yan, what happened to you, Mr. Sun's hand? The hospital asked him to undergo surgery to solve the problem!"

Speaking of which, Sun Guiwu suffered a lot today.

After his hand joint was removed in the morning, he went to the school infirmary. The school doctor in the infirmary saw that he had his arms hanging down and did not dare to move around, so he asked him to go to Jiangcheng People's Hospital.

Sun Guiwu had no choice but to go to the orthopedic department of Jiangcheng People's Hospital. He took an film and had a blood test. In the end, several doctors came to consult him, and the unanimous decision was to have surgery.

When Sun Guiwu heard about the operation, his face turned pale.

Fortunately, an old orthopedic doctor told him: Your hand bones and joints were removed by someone with very clever means. If you want to recover, please ask the person who removes them to help you with bones!

Sun Guiwu said furiously, that's a bad student of mine, I will never ask him to help me with bones!
Chapter completed!