In the 80s, due to the lack of strength in all aspects, the third grade and the fourth grade were taught together, and the teacher taught the third grade curriculum, and then arranged to do the third grade homework, and then went to the fourth grade class, or vice versa.

In addition to teaching third-grade and fourth-grade mathematics, mathematics teacher Zhang Haiting also teaches music classes, calligraphy classes, and ideological and moral classes.

He has a daughter named Wang Fang, who is in the same class as me, and she doesn't have the same surname as him, but she sits next to me and is my tablemate.

That day, he happened to be in the fourth grade to learn calligraphy, and we were in the third grade to teach music, and after he taught the fourth grade calligraphy class, he waved the brush as a baton and taught us music: "Classmates sing with me, less less beans and beans."

I shouted loudly at his daughter Wang Fang below: Which one of your girls is going to marry? Because my voice is relatively loud, all my third and fourth grade classmates heard it, and his daughter pinched me the side...... , the third and fourth grades all laughed, and then I was beaten

"Wang's father" Mr. Zhang grabbed his ears and grabbed the outside of the classroom to stand down, before leaving, he probably felt that it was still not enough to relieve his anger and hatred, and went back to two steps, and then turned back to him, I thought he was thinking about the relationship with my uncle is a colleague, and asked me to go back to the classroom, but I thought wrong: he stood in front of me for about a second, so he used his baton (a brush with ink not dry) to draw a big cross on my face, hey...... Why bother, why bother, the station is standing outside, you want to go...... I thought about it for a long time: probably math teachers like to play crosses and forks!

At this time, it was really a narrow encounter, and I met my uncle who was all over the world who loved to complain came to me, and looked at my fork with disdain: You little man, you see I won't go home today to tell your mother!

I glared at him with my disdainful eyes: "My grandmother, you still have fewer complaints!...... It's just such a gray and potential musician and singer hitting the streets.

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