Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

The atmosphere has been built up to this point.

Tang Yisheng, Duan Xueyou, and Cui Rui were all to be called to the office by their old teacher, Sun Yanxin, for a reprimand.

Duan Xueyou vomited violently as soon as he entered the office. Just then, the grade director, Teacher Hu, happened to pass by, quickly understood the situation, and took Duan Xueyou to the hospital.

Tang Yisheng didn't know the grade head's full name, but he did know that Director Hu was Duan Xueyou's uncle.

As for whether they were blood relatives or cousins, Tang Yisheng couldn't tell from just one or two minutes of observation.

However, he tended to believe it was his maternal uncle, and the anxiety and worry on Director Hu's face were undeniable.

"Go back to class first. Tang Yisheng, you wait here."

Director Hu and the old team leader Sun Yanxin were busy with the "patient with an emergency" and had no time to deal with Tang Yisheng and Cui Rui.

But Tang Yisheng was Sun Yanxin's direct student, and the next class was math, so he was very clear about how he should behave in front of the director.

The office was full of substitute teachers from classes five and six. They helped each other out for a while, then went back to their desks to get busy. Apart from glancing at Tang Yisheng a few times at the beginning, no one paid any attention to him.

Tang Yisheng kept a low profile during high school due to family changes.

This kind of "striking out" behavior is also unprecedented.

Five years ago, Tang Yisheng's parents were both laid off in their hometown. They took the severance pay they received after buying out their years of service and resolutely came to the provincial capital.

Firstly, he went into business to make a living, and secondly, he wanted to provide better educational resources for his son, Tang Yisheng.

However, the educational resources and standards in the small county town were significantly inferior to those in the provincial capital, and Tang Yisheng had to exert tremendous effort to catch up.

Two years ago, Tang Yisheng lived up to expectations and was admitted to the key high school, Provincial Experimental High School, with excellent grades.

Tang's parents also gave their eldest son, Tang Yisheng, a surprise that summer.

I've gained two parents!

Tang's mother found Tang Yisheng a stepfather who worked for the provincial People's Congress and was employed by the government.

Tang's father accompanied the female boss, who made her fortune selling Santana cars, to Texas across the ocean.

Tang Yisheng was "abandoned" by his own father and was unable to board the big plane to the United States, so he could only stay at the provincial party committee compound.

Unfortunately, Tang Yisheng, who was just over fifteen years old, could not change his surname. He was not related to his stepfather, Song Zhiming. Although they had no ill feelings towards each other, they could not get close to each other.

Moreover, Song Zhiming was very busy with official duties and had many social engagements every day. He would go out full of energy and return drunk and disheveled.

Tang Yisheng was also busy with his high school studies, and the two of them simply got along peacefully.

Half a class later, Sun Yanxin returned to his office, feeling slightly tired.

"No one's answering your home phone? Is your work phone answering?"

Sun Yanxin had obviously made a phone call, but he was destined to be unable to reach anyone.

"My mom went on a business trip to Shenyang and won't be back until next week."

Where's your dad?

Sun Yanxin was unaware of Tang Yisheng's family situation. Home visits are not applicable to high school students. Apart from information obtained through parents' connections with teachers, all other student family information is obtained through the enrollment information form.

The section for parents, which Tang Yisheng filled out in his own handwriting, naturally listed his biological father and mother.

"I went abroad a long time ago."

"Tell me what happened during break time."

"I was standing as punishment at the door when Duan Xueyou and Cui Rui ran over and tried to hit me..."

Why did they hit you? What conflict did you have before?

"I don't know. I've never had any contact with Duan Xueyou before. Wang Liqiang, the fat guy in Cui Rui's class, is my friend."

"You don't know? Why would they come looking for trouble for no reason?"

"Teacher Sun, you should ask them about this. I'm the victim, not the one who started this."

"Judging from Duan Xueyou's condition just now, he at least suffered a mild concussion. And you, you don't know your own strength when you hit people. Can you just smash someone's head like that?"

"He was aiming for my head, I just dodged and then slapped him back. He even knocked the skin off the outside wall of our classroom, how can you blame me for that?"

The implication is that if Duan Xueyou hit me on the head and I dodged, and I slapped him and he couldn't dodge, then he's a loser and it has nothing to do with me.

"You just stood at the classroom door, didn't you know to tell the teacher?"

Sun Yanxin said irritably.

"What if he waits for me at the school gate after school? Duan Xueyou has waited for at least eight or ten people before, but no teacher has ever stopped him."

"But we can't fight violence with violence!"

"Teacher Sun, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

To know one's mistakes and not correct them is the greatest virtue.

Tang Yisheng was given a few more lukewarm reprimands by Sun Yanxin, who then got up and led Tang Yisheng back to the classroom.

This is still a math class, and the lesson plan is still on the teacher's desk in the classroom.

Tang Yisheng was essentially "escorted" back to the classroom.

The bell rang, and Tang Yisheng had just finished flipping through his chemistry textbook and the pirated supplementary workbook he bought at the school gate.

Too lazy to move, I leaned to the left and closed my eyes to rest.

When Tang Yisheng first entered the classroom, he paid attention to the performance of his classmates.

Most of them were looking at him, but they mostly did so casually, showing little curiosity or gossip, let alone a continuous sense of admiration.

Perhaps the beating Tang Yisheng received in the classroom was just a bit of gossip among students during breaks, a little diversion from their busy schedules.

Only Tang Yisheng himself hurt his self-esteem, couldn't get over it, and needlessly added a burden to his mind, carrying an unnecessary shackle.

Looking back now, it's actually kind of funny.

Laughing at my own naivety and immaturity back then.

He laughed at himself for taking himself too seriously.

"Feed".

Wang Min, Tang Yisheng's deskmate, nudged his elbow.

This time, instead of a compass, I used my fingers.

Tang Yisheng opened his eyes and turned his head.

"Someone is looking for you outside."

As Wang Min spoke, she leaned forward again and stuck the two back legs of the stool up.

Tang Yisheng, being sensible and perceptive, stood up, took a step, and deftly squeezed through the gap behind him, smoothly breaking through the obstacle.

She walked towards the chubby, white man who was halfway up the doorway.

Wang Liqiang, nicknamed Fatty.

Tang Yisheng and his family moved to the provincial capital and became neighbors. They were also classmates in junior high school and would spend all their time together on their way to and from school and during holidays.

For the next few decades, the two maintained contact. The drinking session Tang Yisheng had before his rebirth was one where the fat man dragged him into drinking.

"I heard you pinned Zhang Lei down at noon?"

Look, all fat people in the world are despicable at heart, whether they are white or bronze.

"Shouldn't you be asking Duan Xueyou and Cui Rui whether I suffered any losses after they came to cause me trouble?"

Tang Yisheng rolled his eyes.

"Duan Xueyou has been sent to the hospital, and you're just standing here doing nothing. Who's going to suffer?"

The fat man shook his head and swayed his body, then raised his palm and patted Tang Yisheng's shoulder.

Although he weighs around 200 pounds, he is still 3 centimeters short of being 1.8 meters tall.

He belongs to the squatting fat type.

"You're awesome, even Duan Xueyou can't beat you... Hey, hey, tell me, after you pinned Zhang Lei down, was she angry?"

"What are you doing?"

Based on Tang Yisheng's understanding of the fat man, this guy probably has some inner turmoil.

"Don't you know your own weight? If you were to try and scam Jiang Ruoxi... do you think that's a reliable strategy?"

"this……"

The fat man was taken aback, then scratched his head shyly: "Ha, ha, no, no, I, I, how could I possibly..."

Ok.

What was initially a 70% guess has now become a confirmed fact.