Last night, Xie Suya woke up and found that there was only one person left in the room.

She felt so silent and empty, and the sound of the balcony (the sound of the wind blowing the clothes hooks) made her shiver a few times, her hair almost stood on end, she closed the window a few times, pressed the secret button a few times.

She turned on the cable TV so that the protagonist of the TV could be her companion, and she was a little angry in her loneliness, so she went to school without breakfast.

Wen Ren laughed and felt very unfair, he abandoned her for half a night, but she abandoned him for two days and one night, which made him feel lonely after the victory, and won the student lost to her, Wen Ren had to ask Xia Yuan out to eat.

After making more than a dozen phone calls when she heard the laughter, Xie Suya came back from her mother's house in Erge Village.

"Scoundrel who fetches firewood!" Yang Yuelong said as he returned the cigarette to him, and said the first thing he said when he returned.

"In the past few days, Teacher Ye has been a little strange in class, always looking at us melancholy. Ming Yucian said.

"It's a bit like catkins, it's unpredictable. Ji Lin said.

Ye Yu was like a parrot in a cage, they were chattering and talking, while she looked out of the cage sadly.

Sometimes, she is also like a young chick put into a big, she can only look at other people's high breasts, and she is frantically pecked on the back.

"Good morning, teacher!" she said to Congrong respectfully like a primary school student, but Congrong pretended not to see it and walked over with her fat body.

The same is true for other teachers, the best thing is to "hum" from the nose, which makes her feel emotional.

The air in the office suffocated her, and the laughter of others was even more sad to her, and she couldn't interject at all, even if she said a word, she was talking to the back of others.

"In Yunqiao, those who have money rely on money, those who have relationships rely on relationships, and there is nothing to rely on their own skills, and teaching performance is the weight of your speech. Sometimes Ming Jiacheng really can't get used to it, so he comforts her like this.

Ye Yu was like a butterfly among a bird, she flew out.

"Teacher Wenren, they talk about you!" Ming Jiacheng is not the same age as her after all, and she doesn't feel angry when she talks to him.

"What do you say about me?"

"They said you played cards yesterday and won three hundred dollars for students. ”

"Damn it. "If you hear people scolding, you have to get used to it if you don't get used to it in the gossip circle.

"Go your own way and let others do it, at most Principal Yu insinuated at the meeting!" he comforted himself angrily.

"Let's play cards!" As soon as he entered the office, he ushered in the calm sentence, and when he heard it, he saw that he was calmly discussing with Xia Heyue next to him, and Shan Baichuan also came to listen.

Ming Jiacheng lowered his head and smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, he saw Shan Baichuan coming over and going out.

"It's a cool autumn!" he said to Wu Youcheng with a smile, his chest was raised high, and he didn't even look at them.

The news of laughter spread in the sky of Yunqiao, and he always had more news than others.

If he were to be allowed to travel, he would choose four places: the sea, the grassland, the mountains, and the desert, and leave the crowd for a while, howling like a wolf in the beautiful nature to vent the depression in his chest.

The opportunity finally came, and the school leaders sent Wenren and Youcheng out to study for three days and calmly manage his class. After school, Xie Suya went back to her parents' house.

The third shift, which had been quiet for a few days, turned the sky upside down again.

Yang Yuelong dragged Ge Shanshan's pigtails, Qiao Liang's homework was not taught, Shuangxiaodong beat the glass, and the catkins were melancholy......

"The students in Class 3 were a mess, and they didn't smell decent. Calmly said bad things behind his back.

The dark curtain of dormitory 102 hung up again, and the flashlights that glittered like five or six stars were lit up again, and they were still smoking cigarettes and going back to their old jobs.

Even in the morning Chinese class, I don't go into the classroom, let alone do recess exercises.

"Don't go out at night, plug in the door!"

"What about 'fishing'?"

"Washbasins, plastic bags, or urinating on the windowsill. ”

From the teacher was in distress twice, once when she was on duty at night, she heard the sound of rain, and was surprised, when she found Jia Chongwen standing on the windowsill jumping down in panic, and there was an odious laugh in the house.

Once during recess exercises, the door of the 102 dormitory was not inserted, and after she pushed it open, she found Shuang Xiaodong "fishing" in the basin behind the door. So angry that she stopped checking dorm 102.

The three days of study passed quickly, and I didn't gain much knowledge and a lot of good mood.

When I came back, it happened to be the second class in the morning, and when I heard a smile, I entered the office and calmly grabbed him: "The children in your class don't talk like you!"

"What's the matter, I'm smoking with you?" Mr. Wenren secretly sarcastically and calmly.

"No, it's even more powerful than this, don't run in the dormitory in broad daylight!"

"Where?"

"Plastic bag, pee and then pop out!"

"Did you see that?"

"Shuangxiaodong let me find out in the basin, my God, he was not in a hurry, he deliberately let me see, I will never check your dormitory again in the future, I am afraid that they will play hooligans and insult me!"

"No, they're only teenagers, how old are you!" Xia Heyue burst into tears with laughter!

"The day before yesterday, there was a news that a wife in her twenties had a wife in her sixties!"

Hearing the laughter, he looked at it calmly and thought: "Is it so exaggerated, are they so despicable, let's be amorous, if I let me have another object, I would rather choose Ye Yu than you!"

Wenren ignored it calmly, entered the classroom, and found that under the management of Wen Tianhao, Mei Jie and other class cadres, except for a few classmates who spoke quietly and a few classmates who climbed on the table to take a nap, the class was basically quiet.

"What about Yang Yuelong?" Wen Ren found that there were six or seven people missing in the class, so he asked Mi Aiju in the first row

"I don't know. He stood up and whispered that the current students know that Mingzhe protects himself.

"Maybe in the dormitory, don't listen to them!" the upright Wen Tianhao stood up and said.

The relaxed mood suddenly dispersed, and thick dark clouds filled the sky of the soul. Teacher Wenren angrily closed the door and walked straight to the dormitory building.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the building, before I entered, I heard a "pop" sound not far away, and the exploding food bag flowed out of the yellow liquid.

Walking over, it turned out to be H2O of the Five Grains Reincarnation thrown out of the window of the 102 dormitory.

He slammed open the door, the bolt broke, and a pungent smell came to his nose, and the teacher found them playing cards with a cigarette in their mouths, and Jia Chongwen stood behind the door, holding the H2O of the five grains of reincarnation that exuded his body temperature.

He was angry: "Don't wear pants, keep your posture, you all come out and stand!"

"Are you still a student? It's not as good as a pig or a dog!" the phrase echoed in the expensive bathroom.

It's really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave, the matter of "fishing" has not been resolved, Qiao Liang's father came in the afternoon, and shouted at Wen Ren as soon as he entered the door:

"Is your school decent?"

"Your school still cares?"

"Don't get excited, you have something to say slowly. ”

"Look, look, Qiao Liang's father poured the water from the kettle on the ground.

Just like Bao Zhao's poem, 'The water is placed on the ground, and each flows east, west, north and south', yellow and yellow, exuding a pungent smell, and filling the gardener's office.