In the study movement, the most pitiful, boring and difficult are the students who study poorly, they can't understand anything, and they have to sit there obediently and spend time.

I don't understand, I can't do it, I sit all day long, and I spend week after week bored, which is really like suffering in "prison".

What they look forward to most is physical education, art, music, and activity classes, but these classes are either chicken ribs or deaf ears - ornaments.

Even eunuchs, simply castrated. When he was inspected by his superiors, he asked the eunuch to put on a boy's clothes and jump, but as soon as he left, his original form was revealed.

In fact, those who also complain about the inspection, all those who notify first and then check are fooling people for show, you raid one and try it.

"Today's hygiene must be cleaned thoroughly!"

This sentence became a code for the inspection to come.

I don't go to class every day, I quickly jump rope, do exercises, run or something, and when the leader leaves, everything will return to the way it is.

just lied like this, and then went to verify and verify, and the teachers were furious in the class: "I obviously didn't hand in my homework, but I taught my homework, and I lied without blinking!"

Just ask, do adults lie and blink? Not only do they not blink, but they also show their authority.

Yang Yuelong felt that life was boring and he had no interest in class.

The foundation is really poor, and I can't do the questions in the fifth grade of primary school, let alone the second grade of junior high school.

He sometimes regrets the wasted time, and is ashamed of his parents, who only care about love and career, and rarely care about their studies.

"It's the grandson who doesn't want to learn well", he really wants to catch up.

He reflects every day: "If the boy doesn't work hard, Lao Tzu will be sad in vain; don't wait, it's the grandfather who is sad." ”

He admired Wen Tianhao very much, and when Yaqu came, he also imitated his posture, and after a while, he couldn't support it.

"Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter if you take the school exam or not, isn't my father a good role model?

He felt that he was completely forced out of Liangshan, those stupid things, don't look at who speaks well, just look at who has hard fists.

He was in Yuecheng No. 9, and there was a guy named Peng Ziyue, who relied on his father and deliberately bullied him.

It's not a bad thing, just because I didn't lend him a pen, and once because I gave a small report to the teacher or something, I took revenge on him like crazy.

Beat him and humiliate him, burned his hands with cigarettes, he endured it again and again, couldn't bear it anymore, he rose up to resist, beat the guy all over the ground to find his teeth, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Call Daddy!"

"What do you call your father, I'll call you grandpa!"

That guy can bend and stretch, and his grandson can still beat his grandfather, isn't it just that there are many people, and one day he has to kill back to the ninth middle school.

"Stand upright, put your hands behind your back, shout loudly, I can succeed, he can succeed, I can succeed!" Yang Yuelong was woken up by the laughter of others.

This was a means for the teacher to awaken the minds of the students, first in the classroom and later in the playground, attracting a crowd to stop and watch, saying that he was hysterical.

Laughter often tells the story of wolves, instills the thoughts of wolves, and educates wolves, so that they can learn the perseverance, patience and cooperative spirit of wolves, which becomes a key to stimulate their soul awakening.

Jia Chongwen felt that he was a sheep, a lost sheep, a lost sheep, a sheep in wolf's clothing.

He felt that he was the most miserable person in the world,

He is no better than a "worm", after all, people have the halo of their father, he is not better than a "fly", after all, they have a warm home to rely on, he is not better than a "flea", after all, they are outsiders, maybe when they will turn back to Inner Mongolia.

"'Flea', what do you do when you grow up?"

"Grazing, my dad said to earn enough money, go back and buy so many sheep, grazing on the endless green grassland, riding horses, archery, wrestling, drinking fragrant milk tea, and milk wine, what about you?"

Speaking of ideals, he hurriedly shook his head and became lost again. At this time he was very disgusted with his father, and he had not visited him since he entered the bureau.

He hated his mother so much that whenever he dreamed of her hateful soul, he wrung himself until his skin was as red as a green pepper.

He is accustomed to seeing the contemptuous eyes of others, listening to the cynicism of others, and has planted the seeds of hatred since he was a child.

"The rapist's son!"

"** son!"

Hearing this, like maggots wriggling in his brain and piercing his heart like a steel needle, he could not control his emotions, ran up and bit the man a few times, and the evil neighbor threw him far away with an "ah".

Revenge is like the sprout of grass in spring, he pees on the stove of his house when no one is in his house, and throws the pig in his pigsty violently, and the pig squeaks and jumps in embarrassment, like its owner, and he laughs.

He really wanted to "fix" them one by one, but watching his grandfather's wrinkles increase day by day, this mood gradually eased.

must not let down grandpa, in case of trouble, grandpa is so angry that he is sick, there are three long and two short, he will fall into the swamp of regret in this life,

Besides, as he gets older, the attitude of the evil neighbor is extremely improved, and there is even a tendency to stammer.

Grandpa is getting older year by year, coughing from time to time at night,

"Meng Qifan's grandfather was fine yesterday, didn't he enter heaven today?"

He didn't dare to think about it, he knew that he could do anything without his grandfather, and he wanted to exchange a good grade for his grandfather's smile.

On a whim, he vowed to study day and night, and wanted the latecomers to prevail, so he bought a lot of batteries and began to "drill the tunnel".

As the saying goes: a blessing is not a curse, and a disaster cannot be avoided. He caused trouble again.

A pillow is placed under the chest, and the quilt is lifted with the head, and a triangular bucket-sized "tunnel" is formed, leaving a small hole in front for the smooth flow of air.

With his head in his left hand, a flashlight in his hand, and a pen in his right hand, he studied under the faint red light that he could faintly make out the font.

The pain seemed to be in the palm of the left hand, and it was quickly transported to the chest cavity through the nerves, and the neck also hurt.

Jia Chongwen extinguished the light, crawled out of the hole like a mole, looked around, moved his waist, and went in to act secretly.

His eyes seemed to be covered with a plastic bubble film, and the droppings of his eyes also climbed up the corners of his eyes, so he couldn't hold on, and fell asleep with a flashlight.

Under his emotional rendering, except for "insects" and "fleas" in the 102 dormitory, who did not bring books, the rest were "copied guys".

In the past few days, the three classes are upright and orderly, and when they are out of school in the evening, most of them run to the dormitory with their books.

If Guo Yuxia and Mei Jie can indeed learn knowledge, Jia Chongwen and they can't play a big role, it is the blind man lighting the lamp - wax in vain, or the sparrow flying with the bat - boiling eyes in vain.

Studying is like building a building, if the ground floor is not covered, but the top floor is built, can it be done? Jia Chongwen built a mirage.

Mathematics is "we know people, people don't know us". English is "We don't know people, people don't know us". Physics is even more incomprehensible to seven and six to a non-understanding.

He was so angry that he really wanted to burn these things and become a monk.

He had no choice but to take out language, politics, and history as novels to read, or "correct" Wen Tianhao's homework book.

What kind of disaster did Jia Chongwen do, please watch the next episode.