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  Chapter 153: Swallow It Down

  The next day in class, I couldn't stop thinking about Xia Xue's request. Since it had been so long since I'd seen Taozi, I definitely needed to get her a gift. After some thought, I pulled out another notebook. The reading notes on Shakespeare that I had written for Taozi last time were done hastily within one day, and although they covered most of my thoughts, there were still many places where I felt something was lacking after re-reading them later. This time, I took the opportunity to make up for it.

  I think, Peach will definitely like this gift. So I started writing again, and the inspiration was unstoppable, no time to go to the bathroom even after class. The nearby Zhou Mo was very curious, asking me: "What are you writing?"

  I didn't hide anything from her and told her everything. Zhou Mo was very surprised: "The students in our city are really amazing, I admire them to death."

  I felt a little sentimental: "It's a pity I'm no longer a student of Chenggao."

  At the same time, Lu Xiang was also tirelessly slandering me in class, and as soon as the bell rang, he would exaggeratedly tell stories about me. I didn't have time to bother with him, so I just ignored him and continued writing and drawing in my notebook, because tonight I had to go see Taozi and I had to finish this task before evening self-study ended. Zhou Mo asked again: "How strong is your tolerance? This isn't the first day of school transfer, what are you still being cautious about, where did that courage and audacity from City High go?"

  I fell silent for a moment, then said: "Actually, it's because of my dad. He told me to get along with my classmates and not fight with them unless absolutely necessary. Beishi is my second school, I don't want to be expelled again because of this."

  "Don't worry, Beiqi City High School isn't that strict. Fights happen almost every day and the school can't keep up with them. Besides, students who get beaten up usually won't report it to the teachers, or they'll be looked down upon by their peers."

  "Never mind." I heard Lü Xiǎo's voice drifting over and continued, "It's not like you've lost any flesh or anything."

  Zhou Mo stopped talking and obviously didn't understand what I was doing.

  "Wang Hao's fart is so smelly that it can knock down our whole class! From now on, if we smell something stinky again, we don't need to look for the source, it must be coming from him......" Lu Xiang performed very effectively, fanning the air around him with his book as he spoke, as if he really smelled something stinky, making the surrounding classmates laugh out loud.

  At the end of the third class, I finally couldn't hold it in and put down my pen to go to the bathroom. This one trip to the toilet took long enough that by the time I got back, class had already started, and the teacher was standing at the podium beginning the lesson. I hung my head low and hastily walked into the classroom, returning to my seat with a plop. The moment my butt touched the stool, pain shot out in all directions, and I sprang up with a jump.

  This feeling is really too familiar, I don't need to touch it to know that there are several drawing pins stuck on my butt.

  The class burst into laughter, with Lu Xiang's laughter being the loudest, sounding like an old hen in heat.

  "Did you see or not?!" Lu Xiang shouted loudly: "In junior high school, we played like this with him, he didn't dare to react at all!"

  I stood still, feeling my anger slowly erupting from my chest cavity.

  "What's wrong?" The teacher stood on the platform looking at me in confusion: "If nothing's wrong, then hurry up and sit down, class is about to start."

  But I didn't sit down. Only Zhou Mo beside me didn't laugh, she was staring at me with a concentrated expression.

  "Did you know?" I asked her.

  Zhou Mo nodded: "I know."

  "Why didn't you tell me?"

  "I want to know just how far I can endure."

  I let out a soft sigh. Actually, there was something I never told anyone, during my middle school days, someone had sprinkled a handful of drawing pins on my chair, and when I sat down, I jumped up in a flurry, amidst the loud laughter from the class, I didn't dare to say anything, I could only pull out those drawing pins and quietly lay my head on the desk. It was after that incident that the curtain opened for my classmates to collectively bully me, more and more people joined in.

  The scene now and then is so similar, both are filled with loud laughter, among which Lu Xiang's laughter is the most piercing and sharp.

  For a moment, I thought I was in my middle school classroom. Sometimes I wonder, if I had punched back when they first threw thumbtacks on my desk, would all the things that happened later not have occurred?

  I know that if I choose silence again this time, the tragedy of junior high school will probably be repeated.

  The time has come when one can no longer tolerate it.

  "Hey, you!" The teacher stood on the platform, looking at me with great dissatisfaction: "Hurry up and sit down, class is about to start."

  Classmates in the class are still laughing loudly, he doesn't care about anyone else, but comes to me. Is it because he knows I'm being bullied and ridiculed by so many people, that's why he dares to speak only to me?

  Is the teacher also someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong?

  The laughter continued, but the teacher stared at me with dissatisfaction, as if convinced that I was the source of this laughter.

  "Hmm..." I slowly exhaled a breath and pulled down one by one the thumbtacks on my butt.

  "Hahaha, let's take a look, it's so funny......" Lu Xiang laughed so hard that he even slapped the table.

  "Zhou Mo."

  "Huh?"

  "If someone eats chalk, will anything happen?"

  "I don't know," said Zhou Mo. "Chalk should be toxic, right? Teachers use chalk to write on the blackboard every day and inhale a lot of chalk dust. Over time, it will cause discomfort in the nose, throat, and other places. When they get old, it may even lead to lung disease."

  "I'll tell you," I said. "Actually, chalk is not toxic. Because chalk is made of gypsum, and the composition of gypsum is calcium sulfate. Gypsum is stable and non-toxic. Even for thousands of years, traditional Chinese medicine has used gypsum as a type of medicinal herb, which can be decocted or applied topically to clear heat, relieve thirst, promote muscle growth and heal wounds."

  The reason why teachers are prone to throat discomfort is that the particles of chalk dust are relatively large, and when inhaled through the nostrils, they are mostly blocked by the nose, throat, and other parts, and attached to the mucous membranes of the small airways, causing symptoms such as itching. However, gypsum itself is non-toxic to the body, so there have been no reports in the medical community of lung diseases caused by inhaling chalk dust to date.

  "Wow, you really understand a lot." After listening to my lengthy argument, Zhou Mo looked very surprised: "But now, what's the point of saying all this?"

  Yes, the classroom is full of mocking laughter, even the teacher looks at me with great dissatisfaction. Why am I still tirelessly explaining the chemical composition of chalk to Zhou Mo? Shouldn't I have already gone up and beaten Lu Xiang in anger by now?

  I think I know what I want to do now.

  I saw my legs slowly leave the desk, slowly walk onto the stage, and saw my hands stretch to the lectern, taking out a dozen chalks from the chalk box. The teacher asked in confusion: "What are you doing?" Because of my strange behavior, the laughter of my classmates stopped, and they all looked at me with suspicion. Only Lu Xiang was still laughing: "He's got sick again..."

  I didn't say a word, holding a dozen or so chalks in my hand, slowly walking towards Lu Xiang.

  When a man's dignity is violated, he must retaliate without mercy.

  When I walked halfway, Lu Xiang's laughter also stopped. He looked at me with a hint of surprise: "Wang Hao, what are you doing?!"

  The class was very quiet, everyone held their breath, and only the sound of my footsteps echoed.

  Bit by bit, heavy and slow.

  Everyone's attention is focused on me alone.

  I quickly walked up to Luxiang. Luxiang suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open: "What do you want?!" At the same time, he escaped to the back of the classroom. This coward, dared to do such a thing, why didn't he dare to take responsibility for it?!

  I grabbed Lu Xiang's collar with one hand, not giving him any chance to escape. At the same time, I lightly tripped him up and sent him crashing heavily to the ground! Having fought in several big brawls at Cheng Gao, dealing with a small fry like Lu Xiang was really no problem for me.

  "Wang Hao, dare to hit me?!" Lu Xiang lay on the ground and yelled: "Aren't you afraid that when we return to Dongguantown, our group will beat you up again?! I'll tell Zhou Yang about it, I'll let him come and thrash you! Dare to hit me, Zhou Yang will definitely beat you to death!"

  "Let him come."

  After finishing, I bent down and pinched Lu Xiang's cheeks with one hand, making his mouth wide open. Then, I stuffed a dozen or so colored pencils from my other hand into that disgusting mouth of his!

  "Wooo..." Lu Xiang shouted, shaking his head desperately while spitting out chalk dust.

  "Swallow it," I said. "Otherwise it will be worse."

  Lu Xiang didn't listen and continued shaking his head, hindering my action of putting in chalk.

  "Are you deaf?" I punched Lu Xiang's mouth with a fist, and the dozen or so pieces of chalk were stuffed in very deeply.

  "Eat or not?!" My tone was flat and slow, even unable to detect any anger in it.

  Lu Xiang's tears gushed out, his mouth was stuffed with over a dozen chalks, more than half of which were still exposed outside, and he shook his head tremulously.

  I punched down again, and the chalks were buried another inch. One punch after another, my heart was cold and cruel, and I didn't show any mercy. In a short while, more than ten chalks broke into pieces and all of them were stuffed into Lu Xiang's mouth, forming a big bulge in his mouth, and it was unknown how many he had swallowed.

  "Eat it, chalk isn't poisonous." I said calmly, and continued punching.

  I must look very frightening now. I'm doing such a brutal and cold-blooded thing, yet I don't show even the slightest hint of compassion, but instead appear very calm and indifferent.

  "Uhh... uhh..." Lu Xiang was scared by me and swallowed all the chalk after chewing them hard.

  I wiped the chalk dust off Luxiang's clothes and stood up coldly staring at my classmates.

  "Does anyone want to help him out?" I asked.

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