Hearing the laughter, his body was sore, his heart was about to jump out, it was too late to regret, he closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and there was no end to it.

Wenren was very uncomfortable, desperate to open his eyes but had no strength, and let fear take over all his soul.

It was easy to wake up, there was no bright color in the sky, the lights were lit up in the teaching building opposite, and the students who got up early started their busy day again.

He sat on the bed, his right eye jumping. Dreams are harbingers of life, and he recalls the contents of dreams, whether this omen is good or bad!

Time is so merciless, the cycle is repeated, two days cannot solve all the fatigue, and the new week has begun again.

They seemed to have been poured with ecstasy soup, one by one lifeless, and there was silence in the class.

Teacher Wenren's sad mood relaxed slightly, and began to be entertained, thinking that they had gradually grown up and become sensible, and lecturing had become an art and a kind of enjoyment.

His happiness gave them mental ease, and they felt that he was the most beautiful person in the world, and the cooperation was seamless.

In this way, there was such harmony and tacit understanding between teaching and listening, between teachers and students, and he spoke happily, and they listened and shouted happily, and the windows buzzed.

The school leaders could not overcome their curiosity, and they toured and toured, smiling knowingly, and even the sparrows on the bald branches that shook in the wind squeaked, as if they were also applauding the wonderful lectures.

The time of a class has become so hurried, this is really "time is like an arrow, and it is difficult to go back"!

However, life is sometimes like this, moving is still, still is moving, and the deathly silence may be a sign of a storm coming.

Those who fly airplanes, ride bicycles, and perform acrobatics all follow a balance in the rapid rotation, and once they calm down, danger comes.

One afternoon during recess, he was reviewing his homework and marveling at the greatness of Confucius.

How wise and correct is this hard-to-find educator who is admired by thousands of people put forward the scientific thesis that "only villains and women are difficult to raise" more than 2,000 years ago!

Three women in one play, with these lovely women, you can enjoy the excitement everywhere.

Shan Baichuan came over again and again, discussing what clothes and cosmetics with Congrong and Xia Heyue, the office was filled with the smell of powder, forcing Youcheng to stand up and walk out of the door with a cigarette.

Youcheng just reached out, the door squeaked open, and before he had time to dodge, he squeezed in the crying Pei Ruonan and Mi Aiju who hung the lottery from his arms, and before he raised his head, they were already flashing in front of him.

"Teacher, do you care about Mi Aiju, if I don't care about it, I will solve it myself!"

Thick, bright, accompanied by sobbing voices, the three women stopped to find the next topic.

Shan Baichuan paced over amid the laughter of several people: "Yo, don't study hard, clean fight, oh, look at this face!"

Pei Ruonan glared at Shan Baichuan fiercely, she almost jumped up and escaped in a panic.

"You don't care, I don't care about solving it myself!" Pei Ruonan said sobbing and stubbornly.

"How to solve it, the triad or something?"

"You don't care about that!"

"You're threatening the teacher?"

"Isn't it?"

"Look at your tone, just respect the teacher like that?"

"I'm going to be!"

"Tell me why?"

"He scolded me for being a 'man's wife' and a 'little rhinoceros', and said that no one would want it in the future, and the 'little rhinoceros' was Pei Shaonan, not me!"

"She kicked me!"

When a student who fights enters the office, he either dresses himself up as an angry lamb or says that the other party is a fierce wolf, and Mi Aiju is no exception, so he quickly interjects.

"Don't say it, you scold her first, then she kicks you, you kick her again, and then she catches you, doesn't you?"

His bow hinted that Mr. Wenren's guess was correct, and he took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"You scolded other people's 'men's wives', how ugly you said, and said that people can't get married......"

"It's a joke, her hair is so short, she looks like a man, who wants it!" he said, scratching his head.

"Everything must be done in moderation, and no jokes can be made with insulting language!"

"You also have shortcomings, he scolded you for not being right, you always need to find a teacher, from the forehead straight to the corner of the eye, do you want to pick out the eyeballs to make pearls?"

Hearing Teacher Wenren's words, she couldn't help but laugh loudly, her snot almost flowed out, and the funny Mi Aiju also laughed.

"Harmony is precious!" Wen Ren said, patting them on the shoulder.

"No more fights!" he told his mother-in-law.

They laughed and walked away, and he was like a dark cloud swept by the west wind in a clear sky, which grew bigger and bigger, and finally obscured the afterglow of the sun, and the haze covered the whole land.

He couldn't help but feel lost, the joy of the past was gone, and he missed his daughter in the hospital again, and he hadn't seen her for two days.

The melancholy and staring eyes of the catkins also appeared in front of him, and he didn't know if the little girl was okay.

Teacher Wenren had a weak and weak look in front of his eyes again, and he was so introverted and silent like Qiao Liang.

If Qiao Liang is silent because of low self-esteem, he belongs to people who have low self-esteem because of silence and the like, he always loves to sleep so much, and even the teacher's lecture time is not spared.

He didn't come since last weekend, and there was no news, and the teacher called anxiously five times, first he couldn't get through, and then he heard the sound of irritability buzzing, saying that he had a cold, and he came back after three days, and there was no trace of him.

His empty seat made Wenren's heart empty and uncomfortable, and Wenren thought of his extremely sleepy and desperate eyes.

The old scars have not yet healed, but the new ones are appearing one by one. In the fourth session of the afternoon, the homeroom teacher of the second year of junior high school discussed the transformation of students in Principal Yu's office. Principal Yu was talking in a rambling manner, and the others were also rambling and easy-going, and the clock was almost late for self-study, and the meeting had just ended.

There were only twenty minutes left before the time of duty, and after thinking about the nervous dinner in many thoughts, he hurriedly opened the door, and a man of medium height and dirty clothes stood in front of him, and a teenage girl was cowering beside him,—— Ge Shanshan's father came.

"You teachers have a lot to do, I've been waiting outside for half an hour!" Ge Shanshan's father murmured.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ren didn't pay attention to him directly, but turned around and asked Ge Shanshan, who was close to him.

"Her uncle's sister is getting married, and she has to go back for a day!"

"Can you not delay?"

"That's okay, she's blocking the sedan chair!"

"Since you agree, I have no opinion!" Teacher Wenren opened her mouth, looked at her father's face, and swallowed back what she wanted to say.

"Here, write a pass!" he walked into Principal Yu's office, picked up a pen and wrote quickly.

"Smoking!" a cigarette rolled to the table as he spoke.

"I don't suck, give!"

Teacher Wenren handed over the exit card, he took it and walked a few steps, then came back, picked up the cigarette that he had dropped, put it in his pocket and went out.

"Your teacher's words stink!" he said as he walked, so anxious that Ge Shanshan only tugged at the hem of his shirt.

Ge Shanshan didn't go to school for two days, and later I learned that the sister she married was her uncle's family who turned around eighteen times and then came back.