In the second part, I decided to write it as a juvenile version. It describes the experiences of boys and girls living in the same school in different corridors of the same unit. It is estimated that if the old scholars read this, I will have to do it. Click to submit anonymously and discuss with them the mental health of children.
The afternoon time passed quickly. After dinner, it was time to rest. At this time, my sisters were sitting in front of the TV watching Astro Boy, and I was also very interested in joining the ranks of watching anime.
The Great God Tezuka has just passed away at this time. I think whether it is his old man’s "Three Eyes", "Fire Bird", or "Blackjack" (Black Jack), even for those of us who were born in the early 1980s Humans are also very ancient existences, but things cannot be seen on the surface. The most important reason why Tezuka can be called a great god is that his appearance has changed the comics, but it is just a kind of poor entertainment. The style of painting seems so simple and poor in the 21st century, but their connotation is not easy to compare with any well-painted work.
After watching the animation, it was another short review time. When the big clock on the wall rang at nine o'clock, the mother opened the door of the back room.
"The exam is going to be tomorrow, the little guys go to sleep."
"Yes!"
I escorted Yafeng and Yalai to the guest compartment. Sister Yafeng ran into the room first, Yalai stayed outside and looked at me.
"Sister, what's wrong."
"Aren't you lying to me about what happened that day."
"Of course." I nodded: "Go and see West Lake's money, I still have it."
"You can't regret it!" Yalai pointed to my little nose.
"Dare there, sister, go to bed, and have an exam tomorrow." I was quick to show my loyalty to this.
"Well, you go to bed earlier too."
Sister Yalai closed the door, and I was clutching my severely shaved nose, thinking that there was something "messy" in my heart, so that when I walked through the yard, I didn't pay attention and fell under my feet.
My mother saw that my forehead was knocked out, and my heart ached. Taking advantage of the time she gave me the "medicine", I looked at the clock on the wall, thinking that this is the first time that I have truly changed the fate of others. , A sense of pride surged.
The next day, outside the examination room.
The classmates still have some doubts about whether I can pass the test. I am too lazy to answer these chirping little guys. Yafeng by my side has already had to deal with those bold and petty pursuers, and Yalai is even more crowded.
My brows frowned, and I thought that the child at this moment was so realistic, why was Lao Tzu as pure as boiled water back then? Then I missed the girl who was not far away, and wondered whether I had pursued her before, so it seemed that Grandpa Zheng’s evaluation was not bad, and I was not romantic to go there.
The girl seemed to notice that I was looking at her, she gave me an unceremonious look, and then continued to chat with the girls in the class about clothing and other topics.
once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.
I am not a poet, but I just feel that being able to become a student again, and being with someone who was once strange and familiar with it is actually quite interesting. But if you want to review other unpleasant things again, it's not a good thing.
"I said why do you always look at me?"
The girl stood in front of me aggressively, followed by a large group of little girls. I had learned this aura a long time ago, but at that time I had turned into an ugly fat boy instead of the handsome boy now.
Sister Yafeng wanted to say something, but it was stopped by my hand.
"Lin Wenqin, to be honest, you really have nothing to look at except a face."
Sitting on the wooden chair in the corridor, I leaned my feet up and looked at the girl in front of me with a flush of contempt, and her flower-guard messengers had a "commotion", but these guys still have a brain, knowing this little guy in front of me. The old lady is a famous iron-faced lady in our school.
Not to speak big words, this school really doesn't have the stunned young man who would be so shocked to hit me.
"What are you talking about? What are you?!" Lin Wenqin's nose was crooked, she pointed to my nose and shouted.
"What am I? It depends on what you are." I brushed her finger away, and I saw the head teacher coming over.
Seeing the class teacher coming, Lin Wenqin also lost his voice, and when the class teacher saw that there was no major incident, he immediately drove the students into the classroom with great excitement. I was not too bad for this fat middle-aged "woman" who had an impact on the city. One reason is that she used to be fat. Another reason is that she does not like to flatter wealthy parents like other teachers.
As a teacher, it's commendable that this wealth can't be "**".
The morning exam was for Chinese. I only took 40 minutes to finish the papers. In fact, if it were not because I wanted to give up a few points on the composition, I should be able to finish it sooner.
Looking around, he threw a few "kneaded" small pieces of paper to those difficult brothers. Of course, all of this was under Lin Wenqin's observation, and then he cleaned up and handed in the paper.
After handing in the papers, the head teacher looked at me after reading my papers, as if seeing a representative of the Chinese class in the second half of the semester.
"Teacher, can I leave now?"
"Yes! Of course you can!"
"No! Teacher! Lu Renyi sent a note to Zhou Ran and Wei Xingwen!"
Lin Wenqin, Lin Wenqin, you finally jumped out, I have been waiting for you for a long time.
The head teacher quickly found the two pieces of paper on the ground near Zhou Ran and Wei Xingwen, but the teacher was shocked when she saw the handwriting on the paper. She put the paper away silently, and then let me go out. classroom.
When I left the house, I turned and stared at Lin Wenqin, who was so upright, with a sneer. I thought that the pen I used to write notes was not the same as that used to write test papers. The handwriting was also different. There is a way to heaven. Go, hell has no way to come in, Zhou Ran's father is the number one in the South, the little girl film, if you can't eat it, just pack it.
On the "playground", Zheng Mohan and their sixth graders were playing football. The twelve-year-old half-and-half was not comparable to me as a little thing, so I held back the eagerness to try, and I sat and watched. While waiting for the two sisters to leave the examination room.
Just now the head teacher dragged Zhou Ran and Wei Xingwen to the office. From their past situation, I am naturally not afraid of them confessing me. They should not offend me for exonerating me. Otherwise, they are the first to trouble them. My sister is embarrassed, their two sisters are close friends of my sister Yalai.
The head teacher is also a sensible person. As far as she can think, she will understand how difficult I am. If she really wants to correct the handwriting, I guess she will lose out.
It really fulfills an old saying: right and wrong are just for talking more, troubles are all because of strong talk. Lin Wenqin, a taint witness, was also inevitably called into the office. I saw resentment from her staring at me. I thought to myself that you girl is too ignorant of what is good or bad. You have been sideways when you were the same as me. Carried out of the school.
Yesterday’s snow hasn’t melted yet, so from time to time I’ll perform difficult physical exercises when I’m playing on the "playground", such as a 360-degree somersault, watching a man fall on the snow. , I just felt a cold neck, someone stuffed snow in my clothes!