Hong Daqing was born in 59 and has the same name as Daqing Oilfield.

In that era, there were not 10,000 but 8,000 people named Daqing in the country, and Hong Daqing was one of them.

As the homeroom teacher of the freshman class of the second high school.

Hong Daqing is still unknown to this class of freshmen, but Li Wenxiu, who was reborn in the first generation, knows very well that this man who does not look very strong is a complete repairman.

Of course, he repaired not a bicycle, not a tractor, but the students in his class.

If you make your parents unhappy, it's just a scolding at most, but if you make Hong Daqing unhappy, it's three words: lack of repair.

If you don't repair it to Sanyang Kaitai, you will never give up.

In Matsudaira No. 2, where the demons danced in 97, Hong Daqing was undoubtedly a clear stream and a bright light.

Whether it can brighten up your life Li Wenxiu doesn't know, but it will definitely light up your eyes and let you know why the flowers are so red.

Wait for Hong Daqing to come to the podium.

The whole classroom was quiet in an instant, and even the students who jumped out of the room, without being familiar with each other, would not tear off the wolf skin on their bodies and grin the fangs in their mouths, but fantasized about being a quiet beautiful boy (female) in the temptation.

The only thing that has been obtained from this convergence is that Hong Daqing nodded with satisfaction, which can be regarded as the first impression of the first meeting.

Of course, if you fantasize that Hong Daqing will let down his guard against you because of a simple convergence, it is a big mistake.

"Well, it's not bad, there's a little bit of discipline, you have to remember, now that the study bell has been called, if I see anyone who is talking to each other after the study bell, then you can go outside and stand all night.

Did you hear that?"

Li Wenxiu pursed his lips as much as possible and didn't laugh, Hong Daqing is really still Hong Daqing, even if he is reborn once, he is still so powerful and domineering.

There may still be a few people who take his words as a kind reminder, but Li Wenxiu knows that in the near future, someone will pay a heavy price for his youthful frivolity.

"Now that it's all clear, then I'll name it, and the students who named it all stand up to meet with you, let me introduce myself first, my name is Hong Daqing, I am your homeroom teacher, and I am also your math teacher. ”

After speaking, he picked up a chalk brush from the podium and wrote the three big characters of Hong Daqing on the blackboard, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the momentum was extraordinary.

The strong and powerful pen power is also like Hong Daqing's personality.

In fact, Hong Daqing's board calligraphy level is indeed very high, to be precise, whether it is hard pen calligraphy or soft pen calligraphy.

He is a famous calligrapher in the second middle school, Li Wenxiu also asked him to learn calligraphy in his last life, and later he was able to write a good hard pen calligraphy thanks to him, so he naturally knew this stubble.

Throwing away the chalk head in his hand, Hong Daqing began to roll call.

"Yang Wei!"

"Here!"

"Wu Feifeng!"

"Here!"

As the names came out of Hong Daqing's mouth, Li Wenxiu's memories of everyone slowly emerged in his impression.

Memories and names are slowly matched with each other, and there is a sense of familiarity.

In fact, the memories of high school are still quite clear, but the time is too long, so that I forgot a lot of details.

When facing the same people in the same environment again, these images buried in the deepest part of the memory will naturally easily surface.

"Li Wenxiu!"

"Li Wenxiu!"

"Here!"

When Hong Daqing called his name, Li Wenxiu was still a little stunned, and it wasn't until he shouted it a second time that he stood up and answered in a daze.

But this is just a small episode, Hong Daqing's speed is very fast, almost the last student stood up and answered to the whole class, and the name of the next person in his mouth will pop out.

The names of all 65 students in the class were called out in less than a moment.

Close the roster.

The next thing I guess is to get to the point.

Hong Daqing's homeroom teacher's declaration, Li Wenxiu remembers that it is still very atmospheric, so that many years later, some people will talk about it again when chatting in the QQ group.

Of course, the more generous Hong Daqing said, the more bleak their next three years will be.

I remember that they had studied a text by Mr. Lu Xun at the beginning, and later the classmates privately circulated a sentence:

The more true the warrior, the more dare to face the bleak life, the naked reality, and the angry Hong Daqing.

Coughed.

The originally peaceful expression on Hong Daqing's face became a little serious.

For the students of No. 2 Middle School, Hong Daqing is very clear.

Give them a smile, and they will be scolded, and only by repairing it fiercely can they produce talents.

This is naturally an unacceptable educational concept for parents more than ten years later, but in 97 years of Songping No. 2 Middle School, Hong Daqing can undoubtedly win the most popular award for parents.

is not bad from what Li Changjiang thought, after Hong Daqing finished publishing his repentant and majestic class teacher declaration.

There was a deathly silence in the entire classroom, and almost all the students in Class 3 realized that what they would face in the next three years would definitely not only be the wind and snow of the county, but also the sticks of Hong Daqing.

After emphasizing discipline, Hong Daqing ordered a few students to do class work according to the scores of the high school entrance examination and his own cognition.

The results of the high school entrance examination were enough to go to middle school, but in order to be able to waive the tuition fee for three years, Yang Wei, who chose the second middle school, naturally served as a member of the study committee.

The squad leader is a girl named Zhang Xinrong, with a melon seed face and short shawl hair, this girl's impression on Li Wenxiu is definitely not just profound, but very profound.

In his limited high school career, Zhang Xinrong did not hesitate to occupy Li Wenxiu's simple youthful heart.

Of course, in the face of the huge superiority and her self-righteous gap, Li Wenxiu has nothing to gain except for being scarred.

In his first life, when Li Wenxiu heard the name Zhang Xinrong again, although he had already looked down on many things, his heart was inevitably trembling.

If there was a 1 percent chance in his previous life, he would probably go all out to please this girl who was as proud as a swan.

But now, Li Wenxiu has already strangled this feeling in his heart at the beginning and at the beginning of the germination.

Li Wenxiu's luck was good, but he didn't expect that Hong Daqing's name would be on the list of generals in this life.

Although he is just an ordinary labor councilor, it is better than a tabula rasa, although his heart is past his youth.

But I finally found something different from what I remembered.

Of course, there are some things that have not changed, such as Li Wenwu becoming his brother at the same table and in the lower bunk.

Zhang Xinrong is still as proud as an old hen that lays eggs, etc., and so on.

The dull high school life officially kicked off, and Li Wenxiu has been wandering between the classroom, cafeteria and dormitory.

It wasn't until the end of class that day, as soon as I walked out of the teaching building, I noticed that someone had been patted on the back, and I suddenly turned around and saw a guy who appeared unexpectedly.

"Is that you??"

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