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When I looked up, I only saw Mr. Teng's square face, covered with frost, and said, "Dad!" subconsciously blurted out.

"Ha! ha!" The entire 50 students in the fourth class of the first year of junior high school burst into laughter!

"It's too shameless to be good-looking!"

"I didn't expect that!"

"It's okay to have a good look, it's too unexpected. ”

Bursts of laughter, unbridled laughter!

At this moment, he is standing on the high face of his appearance, the head teacher of the fourth class of junior high school.

Teacher Teng himself, the muscles at the corners of his mouth, twitched involuntarily, extremely embarrassed, and was half dead by his good looks: "This kid is sleeping openly in the morning self-study class, don't say call my dad, you can't call grandpa!"

"Good looks!Go stand next to the blackboard and sleep!" Mr. Teng's thick eyebrows tightened, his square face sank, and he waved his big hand.

At this time, he has not recovered from his trance.

Ignoring the coaxing of his classmates, the old god continued to find the way to death on the ground: "What blackboard, Dad, you are not"

I didn't wait for the good looks to put the following: "In Toronto, Canada" didn't say anything.

The laughter in the classroom, the noise and noise! made the good-looking consciousness begin to sober up and realize that something was wrong.

The second half of this sentence is swallowed.

First of all, my father-in-law's face looks too young, younger than himself, this is not scientific!

Could it be that Dad went to Toronto, Canada to have a plastic surgery? Toronto has black technology! Turn a 76-year-old into a 40-year-old!

Looking around, the young and immature faces were both familiar and unfamiliar.

It is only deeply in memory, and the age is so far away.

"Good looks!"

"Good looks!"

"Stand up and go stand on the blackboard!" Cheng Chuanbing, who was sitting with a high appearance, his little face was flushed, and he smashed his waist with high appearance, and kindly reminded.

looked at Cheng Chuanbing, who had a high face and a mushy head, and stood up. Strode to the blackboard three paces away.

The appearance is high and sits in the first row, the second to last in the class, and the shortest is Cheng Chuanbing, who sits in the same seat.

During this period, the seats were arranged according to height, and the last ones were tall.

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now

"Knock! knock!"

There was a knock on the wooden door of the fourth class of junior high school, and someone was knocking on the door.

"Report!" the not-so-standard Mandarin rang out outside the classroom door.

Teacher Teng's face was wrinkled, and he said, "Come in!" Liu Jinsong, who was thin and tall, gently pushed open the wooden door and stood outside the classroom, not daring to come in.

Looking at Liu Jinsong dragging his nose, like thick noodles, transparent, wearing a blue military single coat and holding a book.

Teacher Teng was speechless again: "This classmate, it's late every day, and the thunder can't move." ”

It's easy to be late for a day, like Liu Jinsong, it's hard to be late every day.

One group of people can't do it, and only Liu Jinsong of the fourth class can do it.

Take this kind of old fritters, you can only turn a blind eye!

"Let's go back to our seats!"

Get the order! Liu Jinsong hurriedly walked to the last second row, took out the book and put it away, and prepared to sit down.

"Poof!" There was a loud bang, and immediately the students all turned their heads to look at Liu Jinsong.

Liu Jinsong sat directly on the cement floor, and the stationery box was also "in a hurry".

The cement floor is hard, and unfortunately the butt hit the ground first, which is not pleasant.

"What's going on?" Teacher Teng asked.

"Report to Mr. Teng, it was Yu Delan in the back, who smoked my bench, and I fell down in the air." Embarrassed, his face was flushed, and Liu Jinsong reported in non-standard Mandarin.

"Teacher Teng, Teacher Teng, Liu Jinsong framed me!" Liu Jinsong was in the back row, and Yu Delan, who had short shiny black hair, immediately stood up and replied loudly in a crisp and high-pitched voice.

Teacher Teng stood on the podium, looked at Yu Delan who got up uninvited, and thought secretly: "This little girl is more naughty than boys, relying on the three elder brothers, Yu Debao in junior high school and Yu Dehu in high school, and the eldest Yu Delong works in the third factory.

As soon as he heard that someone was bullying Yu Delan, the dragon, the tiger, the leopard, and the three brothers would appear together. ", "It's better to put this matter down and save trouble", without waiting for Mr. Teng to say "pay attention next time".

"Ding Ding Ding" sounded outside the classroom, and the crisp electric bell rang after class.

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saved, Yu Delan and his good-looking classmates.

looked at the naughty Yu Delan, and looked at the confused appearance: "In this class, no one is worry-free!" Teacher Teng was angry, and out of sight was clear: "Get out of class."

With a triangular ruler and a book, I went back to the office.

When I entered the office, I saw that my wife Zhang Fengying was sitting at the desk waiting for him.

"Isn't your cafeteria busy? Or is there something going on?"

"Did you send the homeroom teacher's subsidy last month, I will go to Lanjing at noon today, where will the boss send some rice and salted cabbage. Last time, the boss said that he still had to pay something, but I didn't have enough money, a few yuan short. ”

Teacher Teng has only just been transferred from Qiaolin Town Middle School.

Mr. Teng's family has a son and two daughters, a total of five people, and his monthly salary is 31 yuan.

The eldest son is in his fourth year of undergraduate studies at Lanjing University, the eldest daughter "dropped out of school to help the family farm for three years" and followed herself to the second middle school to study the first and second classes of junior high school, and the younger daughter is in the second and third classes of Qiaolin Middle School.

In order to subsidize the family, "there are still parents, younger brothers and sisters in the countryside, and a family of eight people. "I just took over the head teacher of the first and fourth classes of junior high school, and I can also get an extra three yuan a month in subsidies.

"I went upstairs to ask the accountant. Teacher Teng's voice did not fall, and he ran upstairs. Anyway, the eldest son is in his senior year of undergrad, and the last important moment.

For their son's future, the parents can pull their faces.

After a while, Mr. Teng came back happily: "The accountant is ready to withdraw the money, the list is all calculated, and you can get it when you get it back." ”

"Don't buy cigarettes to smoke, what is there to smoke about these cigarettes, they are expensive. ”~

As if hearing the starting gun, the students below instantly poured out of the classroom.

Yu Delan triumphantly took out a thin bamboo strip from the drawer, got up and chased after the male classmate Zhu Yi.

And Zhu Yi's hand, carrying a water snake is running desperately.

The family lives far away from the farm, and Wan Weiqin, Jiang Yan and other classmates took out aluminum lunch boxes and hurriedly sent them to the canteen to steam rice, otherwise there would be no food at noon.

Zhou Bing, a classmate, used a carving knife made of broken steel strips to carve a seal on a rubber sassarel.

The little local tyrant Zhong Wushuang took out a few, glittering decorative strips, glue, etc., to help the female classmate Zheng Honghong pack the pencil case.

Handsome guy! The most handsome guy! Wei Guitao drooled, surrounding Zhang Guangcui, who looked like Lin Daiyu, with his small mouth blowing wildly, the sky spinning, and the ground surging golden lotus.

With a Pomeranian, smile!

Yang Wanqin, a female sports commissioner, and the strong boy, Wang Dong, are wrestling wrists, and they are equally divided, but Wang Dong's face is red.

Gu Xiaoqin looked at the boy Ge Yirong, with affection.

Ye Jianong, the youngest son of the county magistrate, is one meter and eight heads, and Ye Chao, who is tall and tall, is secretly reading the novels of the Condor Heroes.

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When the afterglow swept to Ren Yuhong, who was cold and elegant, and whispered to the thin and slender Wu Ming'er, the voice of the two talking was quiet, like a hollow valley orchid, smart and crisp.

The sleeping god with a high appearance suddenly brightened, not happy or sad, and stood on the blackboard at will.

The scenes in front of me should be the pictures of more than 30 years ago, and Tema's dream?

When I usually dream, I always take myself as the protagonist, and I can have whatever I want! It's like a superman wearing underwear, but this dream is not quite right? Why is it that in the dream, no one revolves around me?

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"Good looks, go to the line, I'm going to. A few minutes later, Yan Jie, one of the good-looking friends, rushed back and ran desperately towards the playground with the good-looking ones.

The thin and short man with a high appearance was taken by the sturdy and honest Yan Jie, and involuntarily ran towards the grassland.

"Oops!" Yan Jie, who was kind, couldn't help screaming, and turned around to ask Gao Yan: "What are you pinching me, it really hurts!!"

"Nothing, I'm sorry, I'm just confirming. "Good looks, now I can rest assured, it's not a dream, otherwise Yan Jie wouldn't scream.

Pinch yourself! Pinch yourself doesn't hurt, you should be stupid!

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The Great Leader taught us to "develop sports and strengthen the physical fitness of the people; heighten vigilance and defend the motherland", now start broadcasting gymnastics, walk in place, one-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one...... Halt.

Upper limb movement, preparation, up.

Do morning exercises! Be your sister!

I haven't done this thing in more than 30 years, and who remembers how to do it, and will make a P.

Fortunately, standing behind the shortest man in the class, Cheng Chuanbing has a high appearance and imitates Cheng Chuanbing's movements with his heart, learning and selling now, and fooling the past.

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Jumping movements

Walk in place, one-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one...... Halt.

After the exercise, he hugged Yan Jie's thick shoulders with his good looks and hung his whole body obliquely on Yan Jie's stocky body: "Old Jie, what year is this year?"

December 17, 1984 "Like good looks, I like stamp collecting the most."

Yan Jie's unintentional answer made his appearance higher.

"Damn"! traveled to, thirty-three years ago.

followed by the Chinese class, the appearance was high, but he didn't hear it at all, and the plot of the crossing made him begin to doubt life.

"In 1984, I was in this township junction. ...... from a past life"

From the ecstasy at the beginning of the crossing, to the gradual calmness, to the loss!

Can't do anything, play karate, go out and cheat?

Read! Read well! Don't tease me!! no!

The reason why we should study is not to have a good job! Only with a good job can we have a high income, and only with money can we live a good life.

Speaking of which, the criterion for the ultimate success or failure of life is whether you have money or not!

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As soon as the bell rang in the Chinese class, the honest Yan Jie dragged Zhang Yongjun, who was good-looking and wise as Zhuge Liang, again: "Let's go!"

"Grab the double, it's too late. ”

"I'm not going!"

I don't want to delay time, I can't say that I can't talk about my good looks, but I can't have the strength of Yan Jieda.

Like a dead pig, Yan Jie, who was honest and honest, was dragged out of the classroom alive, and the teaching building has three floors, and the first and fourth junior high school are on the first floor.

At the corner of the teaching building and the teacher's office building, Gao Yan was slipped by a folded paper bag and almost fell.

The paper bag was also stepped on with a black footprint, and the good face quickly bent down and picked up the paper bag.

The Shuning Yunshang system found the third set of RMB, whether the owner entrusted it.

The appearance is high, pinching the paper bag as if in a fixed position, and the inquiry information comes out of the sea of knowledge, which scares the appearance of Gao Gao. "What's going on!"

The Shuning Yunshang system found the third set of RMB, whether the owner entrusted it. There was another inquiry message in the sea of knowledge, and he was a fool if he was cheap, and he didn't want to blurt out if he was good-looking: "Entrusted." ”

It doesn't matter if it's an illusion! After crossing over, the appearance is high, and the heart is extremely strong.

"Huh!" he felt that the thick paper bag in his hand suddenly became light and empty.

Then a long order interface appears in Zhihai, "Please enter the order quantity and order price respectively".

Commission: The third set of RMB, pick up yuan coins

Quantity: four

Image: Six products

Suggested price: 276 yuan cloud business coin/piece.

"Is the owner sure" asked for information again.

It's cheap and not profitable! Illusions are good, it's enjoyable.

"Sure!"

"The commission was successfully released!"

The appearance interface is similar to the interface of Shuning Yunshang, showing a high appearance, and the release of entrustment information is successful.

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Commission: The third set of RMB, five yuan

Quantity: one

Image: Seven products

Suggested price: 350 yuan Yunshang coin/piece.

"Is the owner sure" asked for information again.

"Sure!"

"The commission was successfully released!"

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Commission: The third set of RMB, one yuan

Quantity: three

Image: Five products

Suggested price: 68 yuan Yunshang coin/piece.

"Is the owner sure" asked for information again.

"Sure!"

"The commission was successfully released!"

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The sea of good looks and knowledge is constantly entrusted, and he takes the initiative to follow Yan Jie and run towards the horizontal bar together.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, all of which revealed his honest thoughts.

"I almost fell, are you still happy?" Yan Jie was puzzled while playing, and asked about his good looks.

Zhang Yongjun touched his shiny head, his wise eyes, and his good looks, and looked up and down: "Yes! ”

"What's not normal?" "Excited under the high pressure of appearance, quibbling!

But involuntarily, a joyful face betrayed him.

"Isn't it just a paper bag, what's so ecstatic!" Zhang Yongjun was as wise as Zhuge Liang and didn't guess the reason.

"Paper bag"! Gao Yan reacted suddenly, and crumpled the empty paper bag in his hand and threw it into a garbage heap not far away.