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Because it's still elementary school, the plot is always in the boundary of blandness.

When I was a child, I was frail and sickly, so I was always harassed by illness when I was in class.

Once in a Chinese class, I was very sick to my stomach and accidentally ... Pull your pants... It's tuba!

Suddenly, a unique "fragrance" filled the entire classroom. Teacher He, who taught us Chinese, immediately stopped writing on the blackboard, looked back, and said, "Who pulled the pants?!" At this time, the whole class laughed and guessed who pulled the pants.

I was so scared! My legs were shaking! My tablemate Kun Chuan came close to me and sniffed, laughing and pointing at me, "It's you!"

I immediately replied, "It's you!" and he continued laughing.

It seems that he didn't know it was me. In fact, almost no one suspected me at the time, and it had something to do with my well-behaved image and grades in the class at that time. What they suspect is that they are all children with bad grades, and they are guilty.

Because "fragrance" has encroached on the sense of smell of the class, it is difficult for anyone to tell who is pulling the pants. Under Mr. He's constant questioning, I still didn't say that it was me. It's so embarrassing! If they know that I pulled my pants, then how can I still have the face to study in the future? I resolutely endure it! Teacher He had no choice but to continue lecturing, and the students could only endure listening to the lecture. My heart is no longer in the classroom, but in the toilet......

I finally managed to get through to the end of class, and I immediately rushed to the toilet to solve the problems that should be solved. Alas, the road to study is really bumpy!

I'm afraid of mathematics! I'm even more afraid of the math teacher! Teacher Ding, who taught me at the time, personally thinks that she is a bad teacher! Actually, as a student, you should respect the teacher, but she is a bad teacher in my heart! Because she likes to screw the ears of students who don't listen to classes, and she has to pinch the earlobes of students who don't listen to classes with her nails. Even if the student does not attend the class, there is no need to cause harm to the student's body.

She's bad! And at the end of the semester, we have to cheat! That is, the previous student's answer sheet should be seen by the student sitting in the next one, and she patrols outside the classroom, and if she finds that she doesn't do what she asks, she will be punished! So, she is a bad teacher!

After another period of time, Mr. He was assigned. It's kind of funny, male and female. At that time, I made up the daughter of me and the vice principal, Yun, and sat down. Yes, she's the third girl I like.

Yun's name is very beautiful, her academic performance is also very good, and her blackboard homework is written by her. The skin is very fair, and the side of the face looks as if it is quiet.

Since my cousin Jie and I are in the same class, if anything happens to me, she will report to my sisters and sisters when we go home for dinner, whether it is a reward or a punishment. And what happened to her in the class, she didn't allow me to react to my parents-in-law, how unfair! I couldn't figure out whether I was her cousin or a cousin. However, she is good at comforting me when I am anxious.

It may be that it is already sick, or it may be that it is not adapted. My hands and feet began to grow a lot like ringworm, itchy and unscratchable. As soon as I scratched it, pus flowed out. In addition to taking medicine, applying medicine, and taking injections, there is also the constant visit to the doctor.

Although it is uncomfortable to be sick, after all, I am used to being bullied by the disease, and I am still more open. In addition to chatting with the toys, I also learn to sing. My sister and my second sister will teach me to sing the song of beyond, and my sister said: ""I Really Love You" is sung to my mother, and "I Like You" is sung to your future girlfriend. "I remember it naturally.

If you sing a sentence, I will sing it along. Since then, I've been fond of pop songs. Now, my aunt loves me to sing "I Really Love You" to her on her birthday or Mother's Day. She said that when she heard me sing this song, she felt very happy and moved! It seems that this is due to your sister.

When my sister used to be in Shenzhen, she was the most trendy person in my family, and she wore jeans that were popular at that time. Also, she had a call machine, and it was good to have a call machine at that time. She also has a camera and often helps us take pictures. So most of the advice she gave about dressing up at that time, we usually took it.

So, how can my sister let go of my dress for school?

When I was in the second grade, I always liked to put my shirt in my pants because my aunt thought that it would keep me warm and not make my navel cold and cause me to get sick. And everyone thinks that this is so ugly, and it is more pleasing to the eye to take out the top. Well, that's when I didn't like to put my shirt in my pants anymore. My sister will buy some good personalized clothes for me to wear, some of which are too individual, so that I dare not wear them shyly.

After dressing, it's time for hairstyle. My sister has jelly water, yes, my sister likes to help me comb my hairstyle with bangs or all right. She thought it was so stylish, and I didn't like it, but when she said it, I liked it. No solution......

When I started to go to school, wow, it really attracted the attention of a lot of girls! However, when the bad boys in the senior class saw my look, they began to laugh at me: "yes?!What is this nong's head?haha~" I felt very upset......

After arriving in the classroom, the naughty male classmates also mocked it. Finally I was forced to run out of the school gate and try to get my hair back to the way it was, but the gel was too sticky, so I had to rub it on the bark. Come to think of it, it's quite down.

Overall, many of your sister's suggestions are good!

Back on campus, once Teacher He suddenly asked us, "Who do you want to write on the blackboard for this homework?"

Immediately, many of my classmates called out my name! I was shocked because the handwriting in my workbook was the most beautiful, and they thought that my blackboard handwriting could be so beautiful. However, Mr. He also seemed to be very satisfied and gave me this task with great confidence. I can only grudgingly accept it......

I had to copy the blackboard characters, so I had to finish my homework first. I really didn't even eat much for this task, and then I went to the classroom to get busy. Actually, it was the first time I wrote blackboard characters. It felt completely different from what was written in the homework book, and later, alas, I was drowned by everyone's saliva. The main thing is to express such a sentence: Is there a mistake?! The words of your homework are so beautiful, and the blackboard words are so ugly!

What can I say? I really don't know how to write on the blackboard, and my grievances are counting my tears......

Fortunately, Yun comforted me: "It doesn't matter, don't take it to heart." ”

Isn't it, at a certain moment, it appeared?

At that moment, the sarcasm of any words was no longer in the way, because I felt a feeling that I hadn't felt in a long time......

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