Chapter 302: Help the old and the young watch movies
Xiao Yao was the first to recite the twenty-two digits behind pi, and he was full of joy and wanted to go home, but he was pulled by Principal Wang. He forced Xiao Yao to stay, patted his ass and left.
Xiao Yao saw that Teacher Wang was gone, and he was forced to supervise his classmates to memorize pi, and he had to do a spot check tomorrow, and he would be responsible if he couldn't memorize it. Where did this make him reasonable? He was very angry in his heart.
Xiao Yao sat on the podium and pondered for a long time, then he returned to his seat with a rumbling, took out a piece of paper, and wrote a paragraph on the paper:
Lightning dies and can't be saved, and second, I kill me, eat wine, kill children, can't kill, come on, come.
Xiao Yao asked his classmates to copy this passage, and then memorized it to pass the test. Soon, the first class of classmates finished memorizing, and after memorizing, Xiao Yao explained to them in a low voice, and everyone went home happily.
The math teacher's rigor, I want to do it, and as soon as I started class the next day, the first person to be called up to recite pi was Xiao Yao:
“3.14159.26535.897.932.384.626。 ”
Xiao Yao recited it smoothly, the teacher was not surprised, he found a few classmates who were almost there, and all of them were recited out of the column, but they sounded a little awkward, some numbers, and the memorization was plausible. But it can't be said that it is wrong, the teacher has to approve.
Now the math teacher wonders, generally memorizing simple and boring numbers, is the easiest to remember, that is, tonight remembered, sleep will forget, why the memory of the students in his class has become so good?
Through the investigation memorized by Mr. Wang, I really want to finally reveal that Xiao Yao turned the numbers into Chinese characters, more than 20 Chinese characters, and no one can memorize them without any trouble, and when I get up in the morning, as long as I read it once, I will remember it deeply again.
The teacher, who learned the truth, did not dwell on the matter anymore. He privately praised Xiao Yao's father very much.
The school they studied at that time was an old house located in the field, called Taihe Primary School. It is said that it is a school, but in fact, it is a house with two earthen walls and small green tile roofs and corridors left over during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Movement.
The north side of the building faces south, and the south side faces north, and the east, south and north sides of the two houses surround a canal. By the canal, there are rows of ancient trees and willows, and in summer, the trees are shady. The west side is connected by a wall, and there is a door in the middle from which students enter and exit.
To the west of the door, there was a mud playground of about 300 square meters and nothing, which was their campus at that time.
The two earthen walls and straw-roofed houses on the east side were built later. It was also their classroom in the fourth and fifth grades. There were three rooms on the north and south of the old house, and on the west side was the half-collapsed courtyard wall. On the courtyard wall, the doorway that provides people to enter and exit can no longer see the original shape.
The old houses are crumbling, and the courtyards are dilapidated. Only the rows of tall ancient trees on the periphery record the history of this courtyard.
Each of the five grades of primary school occupies one classroom, and three rooms on the north side, all of which are used as teachers' housing and offices.
Taihe Primary School, like all rural primary schools at that time, did not have a full-time principal and director, and the only few teachers had to teach as substitute teachers.
Every teacher, after school, has to rush home to do farm work. Educating people during the day, raising seedlings in the morning and evening, is a well-deserved, hard-working gardener.
The desk they used in class was not actually a desk, but an earthen platform about 60 centimeters high, 2 meters long, and 35 centimeters wide.
Each earthen platform can seat five or six students, and there are less than 30 students in a class, and the higher the grade, the smaller the number.
Every day in class, Wu Liangyuan's long black braids are right in front of Xiao Yao's eyes. He often couldn't help it, so he secretly played with it in his hands.
For Xiao Yao's naughtiness, Wu Liangyuan went from disgust and disgust at the beginning to acquiescence later, which was after watching a movie, and got her understanding.
At that time, when I watched movies, it was all open-air, and the white and wide screen was tied between two big trees. After dinner, the villagers who got the news from the surrounding area, put aside the fatigue of the day, helped the old and the young, and came to watch in an endless stream, which was one of the few cultural and recreational activities at that time.
The people in front of them sit on the ground, those with benches surround the projector in the middle, and those who stand to watch the movie all stand consciously behind the projector. When there are too many people, there are people who run to the north side of the screen to see the reverse movie.
Xiao Yao was originally sitting on the bench watching a movie, but when he found Wu Liangyuan sitting on the ground in front of him, and the two long braids behind her were also dragged on the ground, he was very distressed.
Xiao Yao gave up the bench, squeezed to the ground behind Wu Liangyuan, held the long argument she dragged on the ground with both hands, and gently plucked the grass and wood chips on it by the light of the projector, for fear of breaking a hair end.
Just when he just lowered his head and removed the debris from his braids, Wu Liangyuan felt that someone was moving her braids, she was irritable and was about to get angry, and when she turned around and saw Xiao Yao's movements, she didn't squeak.
Xiao Yao's focused expression, meticulous attitude, and careful movements completely calmed her irritable and angry mood. She silently turned her head, pretending not to know.
In this way, Xiao Yao grabbed her braid and didn't put it down until the end of watching the movie. From then on, Xiao Yao secretly played with her braids in class, and she never moved to the front and let him play.
Once, after class, Xiao Yao was still holding Wu Liangyuan's braids, she stood up one by one and was dragged to the ground, causing the whole class to laugh. Teacher Xiao, who teaches Chinese, was so angry that he taught him a hard lesson, and several pockmarks hidden on his face were exposed.
Thinking of this, the corners of Wu Liangyuan's mouth swayed a sweet smile slightly.
"Sister Yuan, don't laugh there by yourself, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy, you can also tell us about it. ”
Zhou Weiai waited for a long time, but didn't see Wu Liangyuan speak, but saw her smirking alone. She couldn't hold back any longer, she couldn't wait.
Wu Liangyuan was pulled back to reality from her memories, and she nodded slightly apologetically to Xiaoya and Xiaoai.
In fact, if Wu Liangyuan really got in touch with Xiao Yao, it was the five-person team formed by the school later, that she gradually became active with Xiao Yao.
If Xiao Yao was in elementary school, what left a deep impression on her was that he was too naughty and naughty. Fighting is just a piece of cake, and it is common to fight against the teacher. In the end, Mr. Wang issued a ban on him not allowing him to bring the wolf dog to school again.
Principal Wang, who teaches arithmetic, once used him as a model in one class to criticize education and make the whole class take warning.
And what really made Wu Liangyuan unforgettable was a past incident in junior high school. It was a trip to Guohu Awl Mountain led by the secretary of the school branch of Soogong Middle School.
(Note: The description of the environment of Taihe Primary School in this chapter is supplemented by the characters in the book, and Qiutang would like to express his gratitude.) Guess who, readers?)