Episode 6: The plums at the door are ripe

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I counted the handouts I sent to my classmates and listened to the teachers chatting.

As mentioned earlier, I am the representative of the inverted lesson selected by the teacher with a finger in his hand.

It was the first time I had spent so much time in a teacher's office, and I felt very uncomfortable.

Just as cats are the natural enemies of mice, teachers are natural enemies of students.

Students with better academic performance are better, but I am very afraid of teachers who are super bad at learning.

"Xiao Yang, who is in your class is really studious, he came to me to ask me questions last time you weren't there." A female teacher with glasses said.

"Hehehe." The chemistry teacher held the teacup and smiled.

"Teacher Yang, next time I go to your class to listen to the class, learn from the seniors." A young teacher said sincerely.

"Hehehe." The chemistry teacher smiled as he held a teacup.

I said, teacher, aren't you really afraid of being burned by a teacup...

The smell of the rolls mixed with graphite made me smell amazing, as if I had smelled it in the toilet the other day.

I didn't like to stay in the teacher's office, so I turned around and opened the door and left.

It was the time when summer turned to autumn, and the weather was still hot and humid at noon, but it was noticeably cooler in the afternoon.

Plum trees are planted outside the area between the school buildings and the school buildings, and at this time, the trees are covered with purple-black plums about the size of half a ping-pong ball with frost-white attachments.

At that time, I was also young and ignorant, and I ate it regardless of whether I took it off or not, and the taste was sweet and sour.

I went back to the classroom, put down the papers, and went there to pick plums.

The plum tree is very tall, about 2.56 meters, and the bottom fruit is also more than 1.7 meters, so it is impossible for shorter students to reach it.

I am simply worthy of the food I have eaten since I was a child, when I was sixteen years old and grew to 1.734 meters, and I could reach plums with my hand.

The plums that look purple and shiny and soft to pinch must be very sweet plums, and I deliberately tiptoe to pick the higher ones, where the plums are most preserved.

I took out the plastic bags that I had prepared a long time ago, picked them one by one, and it didn't take long for half of the bags to be picked.

I put away the plastic bag and prepared to go back to the classroom.

Suddenly, I heard my full name called, and I turned my head.

At first glance, I didn't really see who was talking, but when I looked around, I realized that my homeroom teacher was watching me.

"Ah, teacher!" I was startled and quickly hid the plastic bag in my hand behind me.

"Eat less of these things, it's unhygienic." The head teacher clearly saw the plums I had picked, but didn't say much.

"It's okay, it's clean and clean." I smiled sheepishly, and the second went into silent mode.

"I've seen your previous results." Although the head teacher is much shorter than me, his eyes are very sharp.

"Ah, you know." I looked up in feigned surprise.

"The results are really low, but there is still a lot of room for improvement." The head teacher's tone was firm, "Men should be responsible and make some colors for others to see." ”

I thought to myself, of course I have a responsibility. In terms of grades, I carry the whole class, which is the bottom of Mount Tai, supporting the mountain.

I'll be able to justify myself ...

To be honest, students who have always had good grades are under a lot of pressure, and students who have been poor are also under a lot of pressure.

When the aspirations of parents, their ideals, and the attention of friends are pressed on the body, but there is nowhere to exert themselves, the loss in my heart is very fatal.

That's why I've been in a bad mood lately.

The exam that can't be escaped, the first exam of the sophomore semester of high school, and the last exam in the summer of that year, is coming.