While eating breakfast, Hong Tao flipped through the two first-grade textbooks of primary school, one was primary school Chinese and the other was primary school arithmetic, both of which were covered with a kind of pale yellow paper slightly thicker than ordinary white paper, with three children playing with a drill machine, and the words of the ninth volume of the Beijing primary school textbook, arithmetic or Chinese were written. Hong Tao has no impression of this thing, he has no impression at all, and he can't remember whether he used this kind of textbook in the first place.

After turning a few pages, the first lesson of the Chinese textbook began to talk about Chinese pinyin, and mathematics was to learn the Arabic alphabet, Hong Tao was completely relieved, he was 100% guaranteed that he would be able to do so, if he even forgot these, then he might as well die and go back, saving the shame of future generations of college students.

After eating breakfast, I sat in the house for a while, and then I went to the kitchen to see if the honeycomb coal stove in my house was sealed, and then locked the door, sandwiched two books and a small notebook, and walked towards the school with a pencil, pondering a question as I went: how long should I stay in the school!

Hong Tao told his father to go to school to listen to the class, this is a pretense, if this kind of class also has to be listened to, then he might as well go back to the nursery to sleep. However, if you don't listen at all, you can't do it, because the school is too close to your home, and there are two teachers in the school who live in the alley of your grandmother's house, not a courtyard gate, only a dozen meters away. Father and these two teachers know each other, because everyone is doing the same job, although one teaches primary school students, the other teaches college students, but no matter who they teach, they are not teachers, so they are quite familiar, every time they meet, they have to talk for a while, Hong Tao is afraid that the teacher will expose the fact that he did not go to school at all.

In the end, Hong Tao decided that in the first few days, he had to listen to two classes in school, and he had to let the school teacher appear, so that his nonsense could be more real, and after his father believed in his learning ability, it didn't matter if he reduced his time to attend classes or didn't go at all.

"Hey, kid, who are you looking for!" The uncle in the communication room at the school gate saw a child walking in in a big way, and shouted at the window.

"I looked for Hu Shiming, and my grandmother asked me to deliver the house key to him! Hong Tao picked up the key hanging on his chest and shook it at the old man.

"Do you know how many floors it is?" asked the old man again.

"The third floor, I've been here many times, you forgot me!" Hong Tao walked to the window of the communication room and looked up at the old man.

"There are so many children all day, where do I remember living so much, go quickly, don't run around!" The old man deliberately looked down, and then waved his hand to let Hong Tao hurry up.

Hong Tao walked in, the school's playground is very large, behind the playground is the teaching building, Hong Tao first ran to the third floor, to his uncle's class, from the back door to see the uncle is putting the textbook up to block his face, lying on the table to sleep. So he didn't bother him, and walked back to the first floor, first went to the bottom of the stairs, found a good one from a pile of broken tables and chairs, carried it with all his might, and walked to the back door of a first-year class and sat down.

At this time, it was already the middle of September, and it had been more than half a month since the start of school, and the classroom was in Chinese class, and the Chinese pinyin had been taught to the 3 letters of Lmn, so Hong Tao opened the Chinese textbook, found the page that the teacher was teaching, put it on his lap, and then wrote a few lines of Lmn letters in the small book, deliberately writing not very neatly, crooked, and then leaning on the chair to take a nap, getting up a little too early in the morning, and having to go back to sleep.

I don't know if it's because he's too young, or because he got up too early, or because he's too tired, Hong Tao leaned back in his chair for a while, and fell asleep in a daze. At this time, a middle-aged woman walked up the stairs on the second floor, with a thin figure, a ** head shape, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She originally wanted to go out through the door, but when she walked through the corridor, there seemed to be someone in the corridor, so she retreated back, and after a few glances, she didn't understand why a student was sitting in the corridor, so she walked towards Hong Tao.

"Teacher Yu, have all the students in your class arrived today?" The middle-aged woman stood in front of Hong Tao for a while, looked at the textbook on his lap, and then looked at the Chinese pinyin letters he wrote on the small book, and then deliberately opened a small notebook, looked at the handwriting of the test questions on the back of the paper, and still didn't figure out why this child was sitting in the corridor. So I went to the front door of the class and asked the teacher who was lecturing.

"Director Bai, our class is all here today, and the name just called when I did the exercise in the morning, is there anything wrong?" The female teacher who was lecturing made the middle-aged woman confused.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask...... You go ahead with the class, I'll go to the street for a meeting first. The middle-aged woman looked at her watch, and then at Hong Tao, who was sitting in the corridor napping, didn't say anything, turned her head and went out of the building.

"Bell ......" A piercing electric bell woke up Hong Tao, who was chatting with Zhou Gong, and the class was over in a blink of an eye, Hong Tao quickly picked up the chair, put it back under the stairs, and then waited at the staircase.

"Xiao Tao, why did you run to school? Who bullied you again! Uncle is in class now, let's take revenge at noon!" Hong Tao's little uncle soon appeared on the stairs, saw Hong Tao at the bottom of the stairs at a glance, and then took him aside and asked.

"No one bullied me, I didn't have to go to nursery, but I had to study at home, and there were some things I couldn't learn on my own, so I came here to listen to the first grade class. Hong Tao said as he took out a 5-cent steel from his pocket.

"You're asking for your own hardships, you don't go to the nursery school, you don't go to school, if it's me, I don't go to the nursery every day and don't come to school, my butt hurts, hehehe......" Hong Tao's little uncle saw the 5 cents and immediately smiled.

"Then you have to promise me, whoever bullies me at school, I will call you, if I let someone else beat me, I will sue Grandpa at night that you don't care about me, and cheat me on pocket money!" Hong Tao retracted his hand and dodged his uncle's outstretched hand.

"Then you don't need to ask, if you don't give me money, I have to help you, are you my nephew, if someone asks you, you can report my name, you know what your uncle's name is!" Hong Tao's little uncle simply retracted his hand and expressed his position in righteous words.

"That's it, this belongs to you, I'll go to the toilet first, and I'll go home after another class. Hong Tao stuffed the 5-point steel into the pocket of his uncle's shirt, and then walked to the men's toilet at the other end of the corridor with his short legs.

At the beginning of the second class, Hong Tao carried the small chair outside the back door of the class, leaned against the wall and listened to the teacher's voice in the classroom for a few ears, and then began to flip through the book again.

"Little classmate, are you from that class?" At this time, the middle-aged woman with glasses walked in from the door of the building again, and was about to go up the stairs, when she saw Hong Tao sitting there, so she turned around and walked over and asked him in a low voice.

"Oh, hello Director Bai, I'm not a student at school. Hong Tao appeared when the woman entered the door of the building, and also recognized her, but the distance was a little close, and the other party had already appeared him, so it was obviously not appropriate to run again at this time, so he could only deal with it head-on.

"Not a student of the school? Then you are from that school? Do you know me?" replied the middle-aged woman very strangely, and pulled him up and walked to the stairs so as not to disturb the other students in the classroom.

"My little uncle is in the 5th class of the first year of junior high school here, his name is Hu Shiming, and he told me that you are the director of the school. Hong Tao decided to sell his uncle first, 5 cents is not so easy to get, and he has to go to the thunder when it's time to go to the thunder.

"Hu Shiming, it's your uncle, who are you who is the teacher Hong who came to hold a parent-teacher conference for him?" As soon as Director Bai heard the name of Hong Tao's uncle, a black line began to appear on his head, and he began to ask Hong Tao in detail.

"That's my dad, my name is Hong Tao. Hong Tao knew who Director Bai was talking about, Hong Tao's father went to the parent-teacher meeting of his grandfather's uncle and aunt, and his grandfather never went, he was afraid of being counted down by the teacher, so he couldn't help but scold the teacher again.

"Oh, you are Teacher Hong's son, and that Hu Yumei in the first year of high school is your aunt, right? Where did you go to school? Why did you come here?" Director Bai heard Hong Tao report to his home, and the black line on his head was significantly reduced, it seems that she and Hong Tao's father should be very familiar, at least not strangers.

"I haven't gone to school yet, I'm 4 years old this year, I don't want to go to nursery, so I told my dad to study at home, but I can't understand some things, so I remembered that my brother-in-law's school listened to the lessons, I only listened to two classes, didn't speak or make a sound, and left after listening, my dad knew that the textbook was still borrowed from me. Hong Tao told Director Bai what happened, this kind of thing is useless to lie, and it can't be a lie, the main reason is that Hong Tao understands the temperament of teachers in this era, and he is very sure that saying this will not bring him losses, maybe it will bring benefits.

The teachers of this era are really worthy of the title of teacher, they treat the students very responsibly, you study well, they will encourage you, but they will not indulge you. If you don't study well, they are more anxious than your parents, and they will try all kinds of ways to make you interested in learning, invite your parents to come to school twice a day, or simply visit your home after work.

Whether it is a parent or a home visit, the purpose is not to file a complaint, but to discuss with the parents how to make the student feel at ease to study, and to ask the parents to ensure that they do not hit the child when they return home. Until Hong Tao was in junior high school, such a teacher still existed, and he once caught up with one, and the teacher established a contact book with Hong Tao's parents, and wrote down Hong Tao's form in school every day, and then asked Hong Tao to take it home for parents to sign, and then bring the parents' reply to the teacher the next day.

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