Luo Qiqi looked at the table below, it was already seven o'clock.
The junior high school is all day students, so there is no need for self-study in the evening, and the students have all gone.
She stood up and walked across the boulevard to the ping-pong table. The ping pong table made of cement should have been properly maintained, and no traces of obsolete can be seen. At least in Luo Qiqi's memory, it was exactly the same as when she was punished.
She smiled and entered the teaching building along the side of the ping-pong table. It was a corner, the classroom on the left and the teacher's office on the right.
After turning right, I saw the sign of the English group at first sight. Luo Qiqi stood by the window, bent down and looked in, wondering if Cornucopia was still teaching. The curtains were drawn inside, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She gave up peeping and walked directly through the office to the classroom.
The classroom can be seen clearly, everything has changed.
She remembered that there used to be blue cloth curtains in the classroom, but now they are replaced by blinds; there used to be no fans, but now there are two large ceiling fans; on the side of the podium, there is a large TV, which is probably a multimedia teaching tool; All the desks were also changed. She remembered that the front of the desk was open, and the schoolbag was stuffed in from the front, but now the desk is a desktop that can be opened. Presumably the number of students is small, each table is placed separately, and there are no tables next to each other.
Luo Qiqi sighed, not having the same table, he would lose a lot of fun.
She turned around and walked out through the gate in front of class (1), which used to be a small Chinese-style garden with a small pond and a small pavilion, but now it's all gone. A disc-shaped flower bed.
A poem came to my mind so naturally:
The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City, who are flying to and fro
Luoyang's daughter cherishes the color, and sighs every time the flowers fall.
This year, the color of the fallen flowers will change. Who will be there next year
It has been seen that the pine and cypress have been destroyed for salary, and the mulberry field has become the sea.
The ancients did not revert to the east of Luocheng, and today people are still against Luohuafeng.
One year spent similar, each year is different.
In fact, not to mention that people are different from year to year, even the flowers of each year are already different. She looked around and couldn't tell where she had stood chatting with Lin Lan, Li Xin, and Ni Qing back then. However, since the location of the building door has not changed, she can roughly judge where she and Xiaofei met again.
When I closed my eyes, it seemed that I could see a girl with glasses and a ponytail walking face to face with a beautiful girl with long hair and a shawl. , hesitantly turned his head, and in an instant, the brightest smile appeared on his face.
They were so happy, so excited, that they had no idea what fate awaited them.
Luo Qiqi suddenly opened her eyes, shaking off her past memories. From another building door, enter the teaching building again, and go directly to the third floor.
There were voices and laughter coming from the corridor. She was a little surprised and walked over to the sound. The back door of class (4) was open, and through the glass window, she saw three or four students inside, doing board newspapers.
Staring at their young faces, her heart was filled with tenderness.
A student found her and looked back at her frequently, which attracted other students to look back. Luo Qiqi simply walked in and asked softly, "I'll read your board newspaper for a while, okay?"
"you are a teacher?"
"no."
Several students were very puzzled, they looked at each other, and a boy said carelessly, "Look at it!"
She stood by the wall by the back door, leaning halfway against the wall, watching them.
There was too much nostalgia in her eyes, too much tenderness. Several students probably thought she was too strange, and they all looked at her from time to time while working.
Luo Qiqi stared at them for a while before reading the board newspaper they made. However, the place where she stood was too close to the back blackboard, and the angle was too skewed, so she could not clearly see the poster on the back blackboard, and could only clearly see the person standing in front of the blackboard publishing the poster.
She was stunned for a while, and tried to push the table forward, but she still couldn't see clearly. The classroom was even more crowded back then, and it was impossible to move forward. She took a few steps towards the middle, and found that the closer to the middle, the better the position for the board.
Luo Qiqi gently walked back to the place where she was standing just now, her back slowly pressed against the wall, and when she looked at the board newspaper from this angle, the only thing she could see clearly were the boys and girls who were busy in front of the blackboard. She stared at them, tears slowly. Slowly seeping into the eye socket, it turns out... it turns out to be like this.
She didn't dare to look at it any more and left in a hurry: "Thank you. Change the gouache color of the picture to a darker color to see the effect. It is evening. When the teacher grades the board newspaper, it is daytime and the sun is at its brightest."
The boys and girls were busy staring at their board newspapers, and the tall, thin boy with glasses patted the table: "It makes sense, we are looking good now, thank you..." When they turned their heads, the woman with a special temperament was already not see.
They glanced at each other in astonishment, and quickly put the little episode behind them, and started laughing and joking again, writing the board newspaper while talking and laughing.
Luo Qiqi stood at the door of class (7) silently for a while, then went downstairs from the stairs next to class (8).
When leaving the school gate, the guard greeted warmly: "Why are you leaving so late?"
Luo Qiqi said with a smile: "I had something to do two days ago, and I didn't have time to correct the paper. The test paper will be issued tomorrow, so I quickly corrected it."
As she spoke, she walked out of the school gate.
He waved and stopped a taxi, and the driver asked, "Where to go?"
She thought for a while and said, "Master, I want to eat mutton kebabs, but I'm not familiar with the area. Do you know where there are kebabs? It's not a restaurant, just a small stall like that."
The driver agreed with a smile and took her to the mutton skewer stall.
Luo Qiqi ordered a bottle of beer, 30 skewers of mutton, and asked the stall owner to add more peppers to 15 skewers, and more!
As soon as the mutton kebabs covered with chili noodles entered her mouth, she was coughed violently by the spicy heat, but she ate a mouthful of mutton kebabs and a mouthful of beer, tears slowly pouring out of her eyes.
The stall owner hilariously brought her a tissue, and Qi Qi wiped away her tears and said, "It's so hot, I made my tears come out!"
After eating the mutton skewers, she went back to the hotel to rest.
She hadn't slept well at night, her thoughts were still haunting the past, those young laughter and crying kept ringing in her ears, making her keep sighing even in her dreams.
The next morning at ten o'clock, after washing and having breakfast, she got into a taxi.
The driver asked, "Where are you going?"
"The city's No. 1 middle school," she said.
More than 20 minutes later, she was standing downstairs in the teaching of No. 1 Middle School and High School.