Xiao Mu, who returned to his seat, was a little uneasy, for fear that Mr. Ma would tell Zhang Laohan what had just happened. In this way, not to mention punishment for the time being, I will feel very uncomfortable.

"Guo Yang, do you think Teacher Ma will tell the parents what happened just now?"

Guo Yang looked at Xiao Mu, "It shouldn't be possible!"

Xiao Mu went to class all morning worriedly.

After class, Ms. Ma said to the students, "Students, why don't you go to class in the afternoon, but remember to bring cleaning tools from home and clean up in the afternoon." ”

As soon as Teacher Ma finished speaking, the students ran out of the classroom in a hug, leaving Xiao Mu and Guo Yang to sit in the classroom.

"Let's go, let's go, everyone else is done, and we should go too. Xiao Mu patted Guo Yang's shoulder and turned around and went home.

Nancheng, located within the Tropic of Cancer, belongs to the subtropical monsoon climate, with more rain and quite vigorous vegetation.

During the winter and summer vacations, the plants and trees in the school grow like a booster, so weeding at the beginning of each semester has become a feature of this school.

There is no mechanization, and it is completely cleaned by hand, and both teachers and students have to do it.

Although the cleaning was a little tired, the students were still happy. Because it's just play for them compared to going to class, and some of them have long been accustomed to it.

The next day, before dawn, Xiao Mu came to the classroom early.

The school was quiet and none of the classrooms were lit up. Occasionally, you can hear the crickets in the flower beds, and the wind rustles the leaves.

Xiao Mu sat alone and quietly on the lawn, seemingly enjoying this feeling, until the quiet campus gradually became noisy, and then returned to the classroom.

This is the first official day of class, and this morning reading is very special.

The classroom could not hear the sound of reading aloud, only noise, because no one could read the words in the textbook. There are a few people who are looking at the book with relish, but they are just looking at the paintings in the textbook.

It is a pity that an originally good reading time period was wasted like this.

Do morning exercises after reading every morning, this should be a must for primary and secondary schools all over the country, although Nancheng Primary School is a little behind, but the process is the same, there should still be something.

The freshmen have not learned, and before the teacher did not teach, the freshmen can only stand and watch the old students do it, and occasionally you can see the more cheerful classmates following the old students, which seems a little embarrassed.

"Jingle Bell~"

The class bell rang, and the students returned to their seats in a panic.

In remote mountainous areas, teaching resources are extremely backward, and a teacher can be a teacher of several courses, which was the case with Mr. Ma at that time, who was also a teacher of Chinese and mathematics.

"Okay, students, it's time for class, let's start a Chinese class today. Teacher Ma said loudly from the podium.

The audience was full of chaos, the scene was unsightly, and the students didn't even know which book was a Chinese textbook.

Mr. Ma said that he was helpless, but he didn't think it was strange, maybe he was used to it.

Teacher Ma, who had no choice but to carry the textbooks and walk off the podium, bring the Chinese textbooks to the door of the students one by one, and tell the students what the Chinese textbooks look like.

After the presentation, Mr. Ma returned to the podium with his hands behind his back.

With his hands propped up on his desk, his head bowed, he fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Teacher Ma glanced at the students in the audience, "Okay, let's get to know the textbook first, so that you don't even know the textbook, which doesn't make me very embarrassed as a class teacher." ”

Mr. Ma picked up the chalk casually, twisted off the thin end, turned around handsomely, and compared it on the blackboard.

The sunlight shone through the classroom door onto the podium, and the white powder was faintly visible under the sunlight, like goose feathers and snowflakes falling on the corner of Mr. Ma's clothes.

Ms. Ma listed the names of all subjects on the blackboard one by one - Chinese, Mathematics, and Nature......

The students in the audience stared at each other with big eyes, and no one knew.

In order to let the students remember, Mr. Ma asked the students to take out pens and notebooks and write with him.

"Ahh

Xiao Mu rummaged through the desk, still didn't find the pencil, he was anxious and didn't know what to do, he clearly remembered that he had brought the pen, but he didn't find it, I also he repeated it several times, the result was the same as before, still didn't find it.

"Guo Yang, can you lend me a pen to use? I will pay you back in the afternoon," Xiao Mu said nervously to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang looked at Xiao Mu, whose face was flushed, "No, I only have one, what about yours?"

"I, I don't know where I've gone, I remember what I brought this morning, but I don't know where I went. Xiao Mu replied.

The pen was not found, nor was it borrowed, Xiao Mu was at a loss, looking at Teacher Ma who was conscientiously lecturing on the stage, Xiao Mu didn't know what to do.

What to do, what to do, I don't know how to write yet, I, and what to do if Mr. Ma checks and finds that I haven't written, etc., and so on, comes to mind, and the more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

What is Xiao Mu afraid of?

He was afraid that Teacher Ma would criticize him, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up, he was afraid that his whole class would know that he did not have a pencil, and he was afraid of losing face.

What should come will always come, and it is more violent than Xiao Mu thought.

Teacher Ma lowered his head and checked the learning progress of each student.

"Xiao Mu, why don't you write, will you?"

Under Teacher Ma's interrogation, Xiao Mu was at a loss, "No, I won't, but I don't have a pen, I don't know where my pen went." ”

Teacher Ma was very angry when he heard this, "What? You are here to go to school, and you actually told me that you don't have a pen, are you here to go to school or what are you doing?"

"No, it's not that kind of teacher, you listen to me, I really brought it, but I can't find it now, I didn't lie to you. Xiao Mu hurriedly explained.

"That's enough, I don't want to listen to your explanation, now hurry up and buy it, don't you learn these things in this class, don't want to eat at noon." Teacher Ma, who was heartbroken, said fiercely to Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu, who was already so anxious that he was at a loss, was even more anxious at the moment, because he had no money. Teacher Ma asked him to buy a pencil, and he was instantly stunned, not knowing what to do.

"Old, teacher, I don't have the money to buy pencils, why don't you let me go home and practice after class?" Xiao Mu's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Teacher Ma helplessly.

"No, how is it possible, everyone is the same as you, why can you practice after class, and they can't, no, this rule can't be messed up. After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Xiao Mu was very desperate, looking at the desk with a dull gaze, tears crossed his face and dripped on the textbook, silently, and the ticking sound of tears on the book could be faintly heard.

Teacher Ma stood in the corner of the classroom and looked at the crying Xiao Mu, and naturally felt bad in his heart.

Walked up to Xiao Mu gently, "Come, I'll buy you the money to buy a pencil, go quickly, don't cry, don't be ashamed." ”

At this moment, Teacher Ma spoke very gently, the aggressive Teacher Ma just now had disappeared, and he was amiable in front of him.

Xiao Mu wiped her tears with her hands, excitedly took the two cents from Mr. Ma's hand, bowed, and turned around to run in the direction of the commissary.

Looking at the back of Xiao Mu leaving, Teacher Ma was full of emotion.