readx;? Miao Er's end is not a good thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ\\。 qΒ5。 / Before the final holiday of the college entrance examination, people arrived unprecedentedly neatly, and then walked so cleanly as never before.

By the end of the third period, the third graders were having water fights, wrapping plastic bags in water balls and throwing them outside, and no one dared to sit outside the school building at this time.

Quite a few planes flew out of the classrooms. The fuselage of those paper airplanes was either printed with chemical equations, or the ideological and political adherence to the four cardinal principles was the political guarantee for the construction of the socialist modernization infrastructure, or the pages of history books that told the culture of the late Qing Dynasty were all turned into paper airplanes and flew far away towards the sky.

The sound of tearing books in the classroom sounded a little shocking, and there was a smell of burning books and pitting Confucianism.

But most of this is something that only those who have been suppressed to the extreme.

Lin Luoran, who is similar to the group next to Su Can, is in good condition, and the girls are all neat and dry. Just like what they dressed and how they dressed at the end, although they didn't want to admit it, these girls still carefully chose the clothes they were most proud of when they came to school on this last day.

So that's all about what makes this last day so lovely.

Compared with Wang Weiwei and Lin Xuanwu's unscrupulous and active fighting with a large group of people, Lin Luoran of the group next to Su Can folded the English textbook in his hand in half neatly from the middle, very carefully and carefully, and her tall and three-dimensional nose divided her face into light and dark.

After folding an English book, she walked out of the classroom, and Su Can, who was puzzled, followed her to the corridor, and saw her put the book on the cement pier guardrail, and then neatly tore the pages along the creases, tearing them into small pieces, and then tearing them into small pieces one by one, just like those snowflake pieces of paper that fluttered at the opening of the World Cup.

And she also stretched out her jade fingers to those that looked like big tofu blocks, and carefully cut them into smaller pieces. Turning his head and smiling at Su Can, "Silly you, what are you looking at." ”

"It's not that I'm a little confused, I remember that you have always been very serious about English, and you usually see that your favorite thing to hold in your hand is English, why is Miss Lin so ruthless today?" Su Can stepped forward and leaned against the railing and asked.

"Do you know, I usually listen to those guys in school who always like to hold two English words and pretend to be unfathomable, I want to go up and slap him twice, what I dislike the most is this foreign thing, but there is no way you have to use it in the future, do you think that when I usually see me as if I have seen the best man, I have to love him to the point of being hot?"

At this time, Lin Luoran had already circled the English textbook with his hand that only had a book jacket in front of him, making the confetti like a hill in front of him look even more spectacular, "That's not necessarily, love is hate, let these things that have tormented me for several years be wiped out, you have no use value." ”

Lin Luo was a pile, and the crumbs of those English books were spread out outside, and with a gust of wind, it actually had a bit of a smell of obscuring the sky and the sun. The people on the floor below collectively exclaimed, and the probe screamed, "Which buddy up there is such a! ”

These flying pieces of paper, under the posture of Lin Luoran spreading his hands, revealed a looming brilliance, and Su Can's angle looked like this woman's eyes and expression actually had a fanatical taste.

Su Can said thoughtfully, "I now kind of understand the meaning of the name femme fatale. ”

Lin Luoran enjoyed the great pleasure of tearing up the book and tearing up the bonds, and took a deep breath, this look should look like a pure girl with a white face who beats a little foreigner and loves that kind of advertisement, turned his head and smiled at Su Cancan, stretched out his tender white hand and stroked his right cheek, and said extremely gently, "Su Xiaocan, don't worry, I won't let you be wiped out, you have a lot of use value compared to this English book." ”

Sun Man did not participate in this final farewell, and the song she played in the radio room for her friends and Su Can was her last broadcast. And she also bid farewell to her two-year campus figure in this way, and the life of the school TV station.

Her departure is legendary. Just like those many legends, they often end with a "extinct rivers and lakes" as a footnote. Then Sun Man's footnote is that he has never seen this girl in Twenty-Seven Middle School again.

It's like being trafficked to Asian, African, and Latin American countries.

In fact, many years later, the students of No. 27 Middle School will proudly say that Sun Man is their alumnus, and No. 27 Middle School is arrogant!

This is a woman who makes men panic wherever she puts it. These flowers are all over the world, from budding to gradually blooming.

The penultimate class before the college entrance examination holiday, a big visit time.

The teachers of each class will frequently appear in each class, watching another batch of high school juniors about to leave, and my heart is full of gasp.

The most important thing is the appearance of Wang Guiwen, the head shape that supports the center of the head is very awkward, and then it seems to be clearly surrounded on the top of the head one by one, and the eyesight is better, and people can see his bright scalp, like a planet.

Wang Guiwen's suit was straight, which caused a bang, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand, I don't know what it feels like in my heart.

It's just that he saw Su Can at a glance, he couldn't help but see Su Can, when he came upstairs just now, several girls surrounded him and asked him to sign a photo on the classmate record and even the angry voice made him feel why this kid was so popular.

And Wang Guiwen felt that the bizarre thing was that this kid was just a student who transferred from the second half of the second semester of high school, but he was enough to be in the middle of the sophomore year. The student who impressed him the most,

Wang Guiwen stretched out his hand to suppress everyone's discussion of his image, and was about to say something, when the class shouted a loud "Stand up!" and made him stunned.

"Teacher has worked hard!"

The uniform voice was obviously negotiated in advance.

Wang Guiwen's eyes widened, he saw Su Can stand up, and saw the children in the class next to him, Wang Bo, Lin Xuanwu, Lin Geran, etc., standing up together, without the usual casualness, this shout was very sincere.

A stream of heat rushed up along the spinal cord without warning, and his hand subconsciously clenched his fists, his head was a little trance, and he felt that there was suddenly an indescribable taste. It's like the pleasure of holding back the urine for two classes and suddenly releasing it, this is the happiness of the people's teachers!

"Teacher has worked hard!"

"The students have worked hard. ”

Wang Guiwen secretly wondered how his voice was as thin as a little girl at this time.

Then he raised his voice excitedly, waved his fist to defeat the imperialist posture, and made the final battle mobilization, "Students, the college entrance examination will be the day after tomorrow, before the examination, we should pay attention to the following points, one is to establish the confidence of victory, the second is to maintain continuous carefulness, and the third is to face the college entrance examination with a normal heart! Everyone should be calm, serious, careful, and disciplined in the examination, and finally wish everyone success. ”

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, we will not break Loulan's oath and not return it!"

The generation that is facing the final election of their future life is boiling at this moment.

In this era when there are no heroes, this is the moment in life to raise the sword.

In the back row of the classroom, Guo Xiaozhong, Jiang Mingjun, Wu Shimiao, and Xiao Yunyun, who were chatting very "hi", saw Wang Guiwen coming over.

In fact, when Wang Guiwen made the final battle mobilization, it was time for everyone to move freely, but everyone did not leave, just waiting for the moment when the bell rang for the last class, which represented the real end.

Wang Guiwen was asked for autographs by many students, this middle-aged man with a big belly and hair like Saturn's rings probably looks like a star, but he is obviously not used to this kind of treatment, and he is a little cramped.

After Wang Guiwen thought about it, he finally got to the podium, took out a stack of test papers from the stack of materials, wrapped them, walked down to the podium, and walked to the back row.

Su Can saw Wang Guiwen come to him, put the test paper in his hand on Su Can's table, like a swordsman, this sword was handed out, and the surrounding seats quickly became peaceful, and the lively people in the back row quickly dispersed, leaving Su Can who wanted to block Wang Guiwen's blow.

Who knows if Wang Guiwen will give Su Can, who has a very unhappy relationship with him, a final break at the end.

Su Can looked at the test papers in front of him, and was very strange to find that these test papers were all Chinese test papers that he had not sent. There is a staple in the upper left corner. It was bound together.

"These are your papers. The essay is very well written, I keep it and return it to you now. Wang Guiwen said calmly, today's infection made his mood a little high, so his tone was not as calm as his usual one.

There was a small uproar around.

Wang Weiwei, Lin Xuanwu, and Lin Geran looked at Su Can incomprehensibly, probably not expecting Su Can, who usually loses each other. There is even a scene where the composition is collected by the teacher.

Su Can couldn't tell what it felt like at this moment, maybe he was a little moved, and smiled, "If you like it, just keep it and make a souvenir." ”

Wang Guiwen "looked". "You keep your test papers yourself, I have no interest in keeping them for others!"

This is a typical Wang Guiwen. Originally, it was quite touching, but he has the ability to make people uncomfortable in just a few words.

Su Can was exchanged for white by Wang Guiwen for a while, but he was a little speechless, thinking in his heart that this old boy fell in love when he was young, and he didn't know how many women complained about it, and it was not easy for him to be a head teacher before he retired.

Wang Guiwen, who just threatened not to break Loulan's vow not to return it, still has a bit of Wang Changling, Fu Jiezi or Qiao Feng's taste. But now he walks on his back, like a big man who is walking with a huqin and stepping on dead leaves in the bleak autumn, and he is not a decent and full character after all.

But after taking two steps, Wang Guiwen turned his head again, and under the head of the local aid center, there were facial features that had been squeezed together by the vicissitudes of life, and smiled, "I have already copied all your paper and everything, so keep yours for yourself." ”

The class can be described as a nose turn.

Wang Guiwen, whose eyes are above the top, deducted Su Can's test papers and bound them together, as long as he imagined that he was copying the test papers one by one in front of the printing press, he felt that his back at this moment contained a sullen heart.

Then some of the students surrounded him, and he didn't forget to tell them to pass the exam, like a kind elder.

After graduating this summer, the back of the middle-aged and elderly people who turned around and left, made Su Can find out that Mo Da was still the same Jiangxi Mo Da, carrying a thin and narrow thin sword, pulling the boxwood huqin with a new string, and he would face a new group of arrogant and perhaps pretentious high calves in the next Xuehu, and play an elegant song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

It's busy during the day, and the next chapter will be later.

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