Chen Huayao nodded: "Minors in the rebellious period like this. They think they are so cool that they are actually stupid."

Ye Chengning ignored him and continued, "So motorcycle racing is the highlight of our association, the number one competition. Who is the number one person in Xiangjing Motorcycle Racing? I don't expect you to know that it is the Marshal of Xicheng! Brother Bajie!" When it comes to this name, Ye Chengning's eyes were full of admiration: "I think you have two or three percent of the style of Brother Bajie in that Red Cherry Road competition, which is enough to join our association."

Chen Huayao almost choked to death by saliva. Xicheng Bajie's driving skills were clearly taught by me. The boy had a little reputation, and no one dared to call him nickname, and he was always respected as "Marshal Tianpeng". Now I say that I have 30% of his style? Who dares to drive a tricycle and a two-wheeler in Beijing?

Ye Chengning said: "I'm not afraid of you making fun of you. Our association has been messing around in recent years. Everyone has been recruiting people. The combat effectiveness is not very strong. A few days ago, Chunhua University challenged us, and everyone was having a big fight and couldn't choose who to fight."

Chunhua University and Xiangjing University, and the University of Science and Technology are three of the three most famous universities in Xiangjing.

Chen Huayao tapped his middle finger with his thumb and flicked it, hitting the cigarette butt to the distance, splashing a string of Mars, and said, "Then do you want me to play in the competition instead of the Elephant University?"

"By your driving skills, it is still a bit difficult to defeat Chunhua University. However, we can communicate and discuss with each other and improve each other, so we will have a lot of grasp."

"Then why don't you look for Bajie?"

"The association stipulates that students like Peking University can only be developed as members, otherwise anyone can go out to hire experts. What's the point? It won't be a money-burning competition? Besides, the Xicheng Marshal Shenlong is not in the end, and he is very big, so we can't invite him."

"What rights and obligations do I have to join the Wuyi Club?" Chen Huayao thought of the huge number of vanity beauties, and finally couldn't help but feel moved.

Ye Chengning smiled and said, "You can enjoy the resources of the association. The obligation is very simple. There will be a test drive in a few days. I will notify you when the time comes."

Chen Huayao said carelessly: "Call your best-skilled members and I will give him some good advice."

"So looking forward to your performance." Ye Chengning and the others said goodbye to him and returned to the car.

The next morning, Chen Huayao came to the classroom with a broken notebook under his armpit and four bags of small bags in his hand.

Most of the students were already in their seats and sat in their usual familiar positions. The two rows in the front were empty as usual.

In the middle is a tulip that stands out from the crowd, with a simple ponytail. No matter how heavy makeup the girls around them are wearing, they can see the heroic face at a glance.

Behind her was a fat pig Tao Qiang who was suffering from heart disease. She was staring at the fresh and graceful back of Tulips, not knowing what she was thinking.

The classroom was very lively, like a messy rural market.

Two boys threw paper balls at each other on the left and right, and the paper balls flew around over the students' heads. The other boy hugged in the corner and arranged like Sister Furong for people to take photos. The person next to him laughed loudly and corrected his posture.

Three girls were fighting against landlords, and there was a dispute over the rules of playing cards, and they screamed like a little hen in estrus in spring.

Whether it is elementary school or university, in any classroom where no teachers appear, it is similar to here.

"Chen Huayao!" Seeing him coming, Tulip stood up and waved: "I brought you breakfast." As he said, he raised a box of exquisitely packaged "Shijiaji" egg scones and a cup of milk tea from the drawer.

The unhidden fragrance overflowed from the paper box and rippled in the air, making Tao Qiang's nose feel loud and his heart was filled with the smell of vinegar.

Chen Huayao took it with a long face, opened it and smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, you are so cute today, like the green peaches in the sky reflecting dewdrops, and the red apricots beside the sun leaning against the clouds. Compared to you, I am just a poor hibiscus grass on the autumn river, with the sky and the earth on the other side."

Without making special drafts, you can translate the exquisite seven-character ancient poems of the Tang Dynasty into vernacular language and turn them into flattery and slap them on your mouth, making Tulip and the two girls around you look brilliant.

While stuffing egg scones into your mouth, Chen Huayao said vaguely: "Hey, where did you buy your hairpin? It's very beautiful. It's worn on your head reminds me of the desire to compare West Lake with West Lake. It's always suitable to apply light makeup and heavy makeup."

At this time, the baking dregs in his mouth flew everywhere, so vulgar that they were completely unrelated to the beautiful verses he had appeared.

The tulip was caressed and pretended to be careless, saying, "Oh, I used it casually, okay."

It was a butterfly-style hairpin she bought at the Swarovski flagship store, which was inlaid with twenty-four fine rhinestones and plastered with platinum patterns. It shines like a graceful butterfly staying on her braid in the bright morning light in the classroom.

The tulip was specially worn today, but I didn't expect anyone to see it. Chen Huayao lit it out and immediately gave birth to the feeling of "a woman who pleases herself". A sweet smell lingered in my heart.

"Old Zhu is here!" Someone shouted, and the classroom was slightly quiet for three or four seconds, and then it quickly became a quarrel.

Professor Zhu, an expert in sociology, walked up to the podium with the accurate class bell and handouts. He glanced at the dark students below. The ones who threw the paper balls were still throwing the paper balls, and the ones who put on makeup were still putting on makeup. He sighed helplessly and said, "Start the name now!"

I have been teaching for more than 20 years and doing research for more than 20 years. It was a good thing before, but as long as I entered the classroom, students would behave in a regular manner. With the deepening development of reform and opening up, students received more external information and became increasingly difficult to discipline.

Especially for these students, they absent from class, play with their mobile phones in class, and talk back to the teacher. It is a naughty way. The rotten wood cannot be carved. Professor Zhu can't control it, so he can only let it go and see you again when the final exam is evaluated.

"Tao Qiang."

"arrive!"

"Yang Chao."

"arrive!"

"He Baoyang."

"Come!" He Baoyang didn't come, and he stayed in the dormitory to sleep in. Yang Chao held the ten-dollar labor fee in his hand and tightened his voice to help him answer.

"Chen Huayao."

"Here you come."

Professor Zhu nodded and showed a kind smile. The student sat in the empty first row, and it was difficult to notice. Although he missed classes more often, he was very serious every time he went to class, took notes diligently, and occasionally answered questions, which was really rare.

"Tang Shiheng...Tang Shiheng?"

"What's the name? I'm here." A boy answered very rudely.

Chen Huayao looked sideways and saw the boy leaning against the chair, his feet raised high, and he reached to the desk, fiddling with a trendy mobile phone in his hand.

After a month of getting along with classmates, the students in Class 2 of the Department of Sociology gradually divided into several similar circles based on factors such as region, interests, personality, and family background.

Students who pursue progress will get close to each other, and those who prefer to play will naturally form a small circle.

The boy named Tang Shiheng is usually very naughty. He drags several best friends to beat and kill all day long. In order to be innovative, he wants to destroy classroom discipline and sometimes posts videos of himself contradicting the teacher online. He is not very close to the people in the Feizhu dormitory, and several tutors have a headache for them.

Tang Shiheng felt Chen Huayao's cold gaze and immediately glared back. Two boys next to him were immediately sneering, raising their momentum.

You should know that Chen Huayao, who often skips classes, has ambiguous relationship with Tulips and has played boxing champion competitions, is also very hostile to the boys in the class. No one will like a guy who is more majestic than himself, especially in college, a group with a youthful and hormonal blooming group.

Professor Zhu knocked on the podium and started class.

Professor Zhu is a famous social psychology expert in China. He has published several discussions and has set up a system for theoretical research. He is also very skilled in class. Seeing that everyone is no longer making noise, he started talking to the lecture notes.

Today's course is the second lecture on the collective psychology of people by the famous sociologist Li Jingci.

"Today I will tell you about the five famous monkey experiments. This experiment explains the origin of social morality. The five monkeys were locked in a cage with a bunch of bananas on it..."

Tang Shiheng raised his hand and said, "Why are there five monkeys, not five people, and there is a string of gold coins on it?" His two best friends laughed at the stranger.

Professor Zhu said: "A large number of biological experiments have proved that monkey groups also have human society and class concepts. Using monkeys to do experiments is relatively simple. On the contrary, human thoughts and behaviors are too complex. A small experiment will have thousands of different directions and results. Judging from your learning at this stage, it is not necessary."

Tang Shiheng shouted: "I voluntarily accept the experiment!"

Professor Zhu ignored him and continued: "The experimenter installed an automatic device. Once he detected that a monkey was going to get a banana, water would immediately spray into the cage, and the five monkeys would be wet. First, there was a monkey who wanted to get a banana. Of course, the result was that each monkey was wet. After several attempts, each monkey found that it was all the same. So the monkeys reached a consensus: don't get a banana to avoid being sprayed by water."

Tang Shiheng said again: "What are you afraid of when you pour some water? I haven't heard of monkeys afraid of water. It's obviously a fake experiment."

Professor Zhu glared at him and continued: "Later, the experimenter released one of the monkeys and replaced it with a new monkey a. This monkey a immediately wanted to get it when he saw the banana. As the other four monkeys joined forces and beat them up. Because the other four monkeys thought that monkey a would cause them to be poured into water, he stopped him from trying it out several times. Although he was beaten to the top of his head, he still didn't get the banana."

"Just kidding, are monkeys that smart?" Tang Shiheng muttered below.

Chen Huayao was listening interestingly, but was interrupted by him many times. He looked over coldly and said, "Do you want to be that monkey?"

The two were several rows apart, seven or eight seats apart, Tang Shiheng was unhappy and said, "What the hell are you calling?"
Chapter completed!