The appearance of some people seems to have their own providence in the dark, but it seems to be unexpected.

He is not tall, has very little hair, wears a pair of glasses, always likes to put his hands in his jacket pockets, always likes to joke, but generally not funny, in order to give him a face, we usually pretend to be funny after he tells his jokes. The person I'm talking about is my university homeroom teacher, Mr. Li.

Why do you want to write about Mr. Li?

Time is always unforgiving, and I'm worried that over time, some details will be forgotten.

It's been almost seven years since I graduated, and I can't remember the first time Mr. Li appeared in front of us.

I don't know when, I got closer and closer to Mr. Li, and later, I even became friends. Although the relationship is very good, you can call him "Brother Li", but I can't let go of the majesty of the teacher, and I keep calling him Teacher Li. It's good to do this, it seems that there is a clear distinction between public and private, and it is clear to get along.

He has a hobby, which is playing table tennis.

When it comes to the reason why we have developed into good friends, it has a lot to do with this sport.

When I was a freshman, I actually didn't play table tennis for several years, and when I was in junior high school, I liked to play and laid some foundations, so when Mr. Li asked us to tie up the table tennis room to play, we could still make up the numbers.

The memory of playing with him is still very clear, and he looked at me with a grin.

A thoughtful look, a typical intellectual look.

"Little Red Riding Hood, it's your turn again!" Mr. Li said with a smile. He had a ping-pong ball in his hand and a racket in his hand. But there doesn't seem to be a kick-off.

He said to Ryoko, Lao Tian, and Lao Tang on both sides of the room, "You know why I call Pony Little Red Riding Hood, right?"

He gave an eerie wicked smile.

Then he said solemnly, "That's because I saw him always dressed in red, so I remembered the word Little Red Riding Hood." ”

After listening to Mr. Li's story, a few of them felt that there was no laugh, but when they saw Mr. Li smiling so happily, they also laughed.

After speaking, Mr. Li immediately changed his state.

"Pony, practice two?"

I smiled and said, "Look, it's okay to drive it without practicing." ”

He said categorically, "Okay, then let's go!"

Before the words fell, the ball had already flown over, and he was caught off guard.

His style of play is very similar to his personality, always surprises, always likes to play side balls, and I always get on top of his side balls. The ball was very ruthless, and the table tennis ball hit me and felt hot and painful. It happens to be inseparable from his crisp and neat style.

Back in class, he wasn't at all so lively and serious.

Generally, when I walk into the classroom, I always look very melancholy.

He put the book on the lectern, stood on the blackboard, looked at the book and said to us: "I read the textbook, I don't feel the need to follow the content of the book, today I will tell you something different from the textbook, you can master it only by listening carefully." ”

Seeing his serious appearance, we sat down and did not move, especially worried about being asked questions by him.

Lao Tang is the most scared because he has big eyes and is easy to expose the target.

What are you afraid of, Mr. Li really asked: "Tang X, you can answer? What is excitation?"

Lao Tang couldn't answer, but Lao Tian, who was sitting next to him, was a little restless, and he actually laughed at this time.

"Tian X, you say, you're laughing, then you say, what is excitation?"

Lao Tian stood up and still didn't say anything.

Teacher Li didn't care about Lao Tian's face at all, because their private relationship was very good. He scolded loudly: "I don't know if I ask three questions, and I laugh at others! You stand for me!"

Of course, at that time, I didn't understand Mr. Li's seriousness in class, or the strictness! Now that I think about it, in fact, it would have been better if Mr. Li had been more strict, at least we would have learned some skills.

Once, in the evening self-study hall, we were all reviewing our homework in the classroom.

In fact, many people are chatting and playing with their mobile phones under the guise of revision. I'm one of them!

Teacher Li pushed open the door and walked in.

At first glance, he noticed that Lao Tian was playing with his mobile phone, and he walked quickly in the direction of Lao Tian.

Lao Tian thought that Mr. Li was joking with him, so he smiled at Mr. Li.

"Bring it!" Mr. Li said solemnly.

Lao Tian smiled and stuffed his phone into his pocket.

Mr. Li grabbed the mobile phone, snatched Lao Tian's mobile phone violently, turned around and walked to the window, and as soon as the window opened, the mobile phone flew out with a swish.

After throwing away the phone, Mr. Li turned around and left.

This past has been precipitated in the years, and I think even if Lao Tian thinks about it himself, he feels that Mr. Li's approach is right.

Mr. Li lives in a dormitory building at the school gate, and he often calls us over after school to watch movies, chat, cook a meal in the dormitory, or we sit, he is chatting about QQ, chatting, turning around and smiling at us, not knowing what secrets are on his QQ.

In addition to the identity of a teacher, Mr. Li is also our "comrade-in-arms".

It was he who made me gain a lot of joy and see a lot of scenes in my years of college.

In the early hours of the morning, on the antique street, we walked side by side, taking advantage of the strength of the wine, calling each other brothers.

In KTV, he is a Maiba.

The song "Longing for the Condor" is sonorous and powerful, singing heroic and free, and that song has become his label. He also learned new songs, and the song "Only Autumn" became his study work, but there was one sentence that was out of tune so much that he never dared to tell him. We just stuck our heads in the couch and laughed and walked over.

At that time, he always said, "You don't understand! ”

I still stubbornly said to him, "I understand!

Now it seems that how can I understand his sorrow and suffering. The happiest time we feel is the stage of his infinite sorrow.

He showed me what he looked like when he was in college, with thick hair and a youthful appearance!

The hair that fell out has become one of the proofs that I don't understand him.

Once, he got drunk. A man walked around the campus and scolded himself, "Oh my God! You're just being unfair to me! Why are you doing this to me!"

At that time, a few of us thought that Mr. Li had a mental problem.

When I asked him the next day, he pretended not to know.

"Pony, am I really talking nonsense? tell me honestly!" he squeezed my hands as if he were threatening me.

"Teacher Li, do you want me to tell the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's true!"

"You're really scolding the heavens and the earth!"

Teacher Li laughed evilly, laughing like a child.

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