The first class began with the teacher on duty ringing the small bell at the door of the office, and the first class was Chinese. At present, primary schools only have a few types of subjects: Chinese, mathematics, nature, labor, physical education, and music. In his memory, it seems that by the time he was in the third grade, the nature class became a course called "society", and the nature class withdrew from the historical stage of his primary school career.

The Chinese teacher's name is Yi Deshi, and he is Yi Shaofeng's uncle. Because in his previous life, Yi Shaofeng was the head teacher from the first to the third grade, so he was very impressed. has a pair of bull's eyes, and the eyes are staring, which makes you have the illusion that these eyes can also choose people to eat. He punished students in a variety of ways, such as pediatrics, standing on a podium with only the forefoot, giving a stick to his butt if he fell down once, and so on, but he never hit a girl, so the whole class didn't feel so bad for him at that time.

After standing on the podium, Teacher Yi did not rush to open the lesson plan, but said to Yi Shaofeng, who was sitting in the second row on the left: "You just spoke very well during the break, it seems that you are good at language and literature, so you don't need to listen to this class." ”

Punished for standing, and standing outside the classroom. Just thinking about how to speak with emotion, I forgot to observe the surrounding environment, and Yi Deshi just happened to hear it when he passed by the toilet, tragedy. The sun was shining on him in the past 6 months, and he couldn't accept that he spent the first class in the penalty station, okay, just take calcium supplements.

"You can see from what you say in the morning that you are precocious. But remember, treat others as tools, and you must also have the consciousness that others will treat you as a tool one day", Mr. Yi said solemnly to him when he announced that he would walk out of the classroom after class.

If Yi Shaofeng realized, he still couldn't fully understand Teacher Yi's original intention.

At the end of the second math class, Yi Shaofeng was about to look for a weapon to use in his hands, and after turning around, he went to the vegetable garden of the principal's house, and untied a stick of wood from the fence outside the vegetable garden. Run to the place where the river is about to be held, and hide the sticks in the grass by the ridges.

Rushing back at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, it was still a step slower. The third class was still Chinese, and Yi Shaofeng, who was standing at the door of the classroom, was grateful to Teacher Yi for not punishing himself in those strange ways. Oh my God, this is recruiting who to provoke, I was fined for two of the three classes in the morning.

At the current village primary school, there is no lunch to eat. Because they are all children in the neighborhood, they all go back to eat at noon, and Yi Shaofeng's village is the farthest from the school.

After school, Yi Shaofeng bought 10 bags of tiger meat for 5 cents at the stall at the school gate, and distributed a bag to each of the children in his companionship. A little sensible, I didn't unpack it on the spot, and I was going to take it back to share it with my sister.

Although he didn't plan to make a difference when they were fighting, Yi Shaofeng still had to pull them. Because he wants them to know how good they are. When they arrived at Hepidi, the children of Gong Village were already waiting there.

Looking at the two distinctly tall men among them, this is a fourth-grader. There were obviously a few people on Yi Shaofeng's side who were slowing down, and he didn't care whether the people behind him followed or not, and walked directly to the place where the weapons were buried in the morning and stopped. The person on the other side saw that they were not leaving, so they walked in front of them.

"You're a fat kid, aren't you?" said one of the senior children, standing in front of Yi Shaofeng with his shoulders shaking and his legs.

Yi Shaofeng didn't intend to be verbose, picked up the wooden stick on the bushes, knocked a stick on the arm of the child in front of him, and with a miserable scream of "ah", the child opposite squatted down. Yi Shaofeng didn't plan to stop, and rushed into the crowd of people on the other side with a wooden stick.

Of the 9 people, 3 ran, and 6 people all squatted or crawled on the ground crying. Walk up to the older child who has just started to speak and put your foot on his stomach.

"Sing conquest for me", Yi Shaofeng gasped and said to him. Hitting people is really hard work, and it is very tiring. Seeing that the other party did not squeak, he raised the wooden stick again.

"I won't," said the child lying on the ground, crying.

"I sing a sentence, you follow a sentence, if you don't sing well, I will beat you back." Yi Shaofeng pulled down his face and said.

"Thus conquered by you",

"Conquered by you like this", don't rap better than Yi Shaofeng.

"cut off all retreats",

"Cut off all retreats".

“.....................................”。

A song of conquest was taught quickly. Yi Shaofeng's heart was full of a sense of achievement. Although he is an old goblin with a 40-year-old soul in his heart, this is also the first time he has been the boss since he was reborn.

Yi Shaofeng raised his feet and walked home, and the stunned child who was following behind just now ran up together, and kept complimenting him:

"I didn't know you were so good at fighting", this is the emotion of his little cousin;

"Xiaoda, the song you just sang is really good, can you teach me too?", this is a child who is a generation younger than Yi Shaofeng. Originally, at school, he was reluctant to admit that he was a generation shorter, which shows the shock to him this time.

"Don't teach this. We can't sing that song ourselves, so I'll teach you another one." Yi Shaofeng was hurt by the noisy braincase. When I heard them say they wanted to learn songs, I remembered another song. When the applause of the ten children fell, he sang:

"How lonely is invincibility",

“。。。。。。。。。。。 ”。

During the two-kilometer journey home, basically all the children learned the song, not to mention that the children can quickly accept and learn what they are interested in, among which his little cousin sings the best.

After I got home and had lunch, I had to rush to school because of the delay of the noon fight, so I didn't have time to rest.

Before he entered the classroom, he heard someone calling him,

"Yi Shaofeng, Teacher Yi called you over," a little girl with a ponytail said as she ran towards him.

Yes, to be expected. It's okay to beat someone, but it's a bit wrong to force others to sing about conquest, I don't know if the child will have a psychological shadow in the future.

"This kid is too heavy, it's like this at such a young age, don't kill people when you grow up," said one parent.

"That's it, it's just beating, why are you still forced to sing, it's too unusual, you have to call his parents over, I want to ask how the child is taught", another parent echoed loudly.

As soon as Yi Shaofeng arrived outside the classroom office door, he heard the argument inside. Now the teacher does not have an independent office, so Yi Shaofeng also heard the reassuring voices of several other teachers.

Reports

"Come in," Mr. Yi replied inside.

Looking at Yi Shaofeng who walked in, the expressions of several parents were complicated, on the one hand, they were eager to teach him a good lesson for their son, and on the other hand, they secretly hated that their son couldn't even beat this little chick.

"Teacher, what are you looking for me?", Yi Shaofeng asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Tell me what happened at noon, if you ignore it, I won't punish you, and I'll call your dad to beat you," Yi Xianshi said in an obviously biased tone.

"Teacher, if you don't look for me, I will also look for you, I want to go directly to the third grade in September", Yi Shaofeng didn't plan to talk to them, he just called his parents, although there will be nothing in the end, but his father's beating is indispensable.

"Oh, then you don't study in the second grade, how can you keep up with your studies?", Teacher Yi replied in surprise, not only was he surprised, but even the several teachers sitting next to him also looked at Yi Shaofeng with a fairy look, surprised that such a young child would ask to skip a grade.

It's good, he successfully shifted the focus, and Yi Shaofeng found himself a master of shifting the topic.

"I have already finished studying the first-grade books by myself, and I also took the second-grade books from my sister, and I also finished them during the Chinese New Year, and now I am studying the third-grade books," Yi Shaofeng said with a sincere face.

"You've already started learning in the third grade, so have you learned to write essays?" because Mr. Yi has always been a Chinese teacher, and the first question was asked about his profession.

"After learning, my sister taught me, since March, I will write at least one article every week" Yi Shaofeng pretended to be stupid, scratching his head with his hand and said.

"The teacher doesn't believe it, you can make the question now, I'll write it, but it's not too difficult" said, Yi Shaofeng also turned his head and looked at a few parents who were still present and couldn't say a word.