Teacher Zhou took the test paper back in his hand, with a look of love, "Let's not talk about the content, the writing of this essay is also superb, and the writing is also strong and free, Zhang Jiaming, I have been with you for three years, you were far from reaching this level before, so Teacher Zhou's question is, how did you complete the qualitative leap in such a short time?" ”

"Teacher Zhou, didn't I just tell Teacher Huang about the progress process, you also heard it." Zhang Jiaming added oil and vinegar to Mr. Zhou's words just now, such as 'learning from pain, knowing shame and then courage', which can be regarded as a foolish pass.

At this time, other teachers in the office had already gathered around, reading Zhang Jiaming's masterpiece with relish, and asked from time to time, "What is QQ?" "What other functions does WeChat have? "Let's talk about online shopping in detail"......

Zhang Jiaming was surrounded by seven or eight teachers like the moon, always smiling and answering questions. Teacher Chen, who teaches music, also came over at some point, picked a topic that he was interested in and asked, "Zhang Jiaming, can you listen to music on your mobile phone?" ”

Teacher Chen, who has a good figure and face, is the target of Zhang Jiaming's crush in elementary school, and today Teacher Chen is wearing a long black woolen coat and a white scarf around his neck, which is very beautiful, and Zhang Jiaming is ready to focus on answering this question of Teacher Chen. Before Zhang Jiaming could open his mouth, he was dragged by Mr. Huang's left hand and one of Mr. Chen's arms with his right hand, and both of them were taken to his office area.

Teacher Huang said to the other teachers: "Anyway, Zhang Jiaming is only in the third grade now, and there are still three years before graduation. Time is of the essence, sorry guys! ”

The other teachers didn't get in place, but still stuck together to continue to brainstorm and discuss the new things that appeared in Zhang Jiaming's article, and the teaching order was disrupted by a primary school student's essay.

"Zhang Jiaming, sing "Your Chinese Heart" to Mr. Chen." Teacher Huang said with a smile.

"Mr. Huang, correct it, it's "My Chinese Heart", not "Your Chinese Heart""

"Good, good! It's your Chinese heart, not my Chinese heart, Mr. Huang doesn't fight with you, sing it! ”

Hearing Teacher Huang say this, Zhang Jiaming also smiled, Teacher Huang, who is usually not smiling, is joking with himself, this is a good start, a teacher who can get along with the students will definitely be a good teacher, bless you Teacher Huang.

Zhang Jiaming tried his best to control his mouth shape, not to run away because of the lack of two little tiger teeth, "The rivers and mountains are only in my dreams, and the motherland has not been close to ...... for many years"

After Zhang Jiaming finished singing, he looked at Teacher Chen, who was a little distracted, and asked, "Teacher Chen, how about listening to my song?" ”

"Good!" Teacher Chen gave a thumbs up and said, "The melody of this song is very beautiful!" The lyrics are also very moving! Zhang Jiaming sang well! ”

"Teacher Chen, would you like to be my piano accompanist?"

"Of course Mr. Chen is willing! But can you write down the score of this song? ”

"I'll give it a try." Zhang Jiaming hummed the melody of the song in a low voice while trying to compose the song of the song.

Teacher Chen looked at his watch and said, "There is still half an hour before the art show, Zhang Jiaming, you come with me to the music classroom, and we will rehearse with the piano together." ”

It feels good to let the beautiful teacher Chen open a small stove alone. I have the impression that in the six years of primary school, I didn't say a word to Mr. Chen.

When Zhang Jiaming and Teacher Chen practiced together for the third time in the music classroom, they already had a very tacit understanding, and the teacher and student decided to take a break. Mr. Chen left the piano to get something in the cabinet in the corner, Zhang Jiaming took the opportunity to sit in front of the piano and play it randomly, Mr. Chen smiled and said, "Make noise!" ”

Mr. Chen took out a makeup box from the cabinet and prepared to rub rouge and powder and apply lipstick to Zhang Jiaming......

No! No! Zhang Jiaming waved his hand again and again.

"And what do you want?" Teacher Chen asked.

"Teacher Chen, do you have hairspray, morse, hair oil or anything like that?"

At that time in '84, Zhang Jiaming was still a child and wouldn't pay attention to cosmetics and the like, so Zhang Jiaming wasn't sure what kind of hair care there were during this time period, so he gave a few more selective answers.

"Is it okay to make a milk?" Teacher Chen took out a white soft plastic bottle with a round end and a flat end from the cabinet.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jiaming took it, he had seen his mother often use this before, it was smeared on the hair and was translucent, and it was easy to comb and set, and there was a fragrance of pine branches and leaves.

Zhang Jiaming squeezed the hair cream in the palm of his hand, rubbed it evenly on his hair, and then faced the mirror, combed his hair back along the hairline with a comb, until he felt that the flies would split his legs when they fell on his hair.

"Teacher Chen, borrow your scarf." Zhang Jiaming made another request.

Teacher Chen took off the white scarf from his neck and handed it over, Zhang Jiaming took off the red scarf and wrapped the white scarf around his neck, the white scarf was attached to the body fragrance of the beautiful Teacher Chen, which smelled very good, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

Zhang Jiaming circled around the mirror a few times and asked, "Teacher Chen, how about dressing up like this?" ”

Teacher Chen looked at Zhang Jiaming from head to toe, and kept smiling and nodding, "Well, not bad!" It's a bit of a returned overseas Chinese. ”

"Teacher Chen, I have to borrow your scarf, and I'll return it to you after the performance."

"If your show wins first place, Mr. Chen will give you this scarf as a prize."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Great!" Zhang Jiaming shouted a little excitedly, and at the same time inexplicably felt that he was a little fetishistic, just a scarf, as for being so excited?

At this time, the head teacher, Mr. Huang, also pushed the door in, "Zhang Jiaming, if you win the first place in this school-wide art show, Teacher Huang will also give you a reward, you say what you want, as long as the conditions allow, I will satisfy you." ”

Zhang Jiaming began to think quite seriously, he had never been a class cadre from elementary school to university, and the highest position he had ever held was as a group leader in the fifth grade of primary school, and he was dismissed after less than a week.

Now I've had an official addiction, I have to be a shifter, the biggest leader, I want to be a squad leader!

Also, I haven't won any honors when I'm so old, and the wall of my bedroom has always been bare, while the wall of my sister's bedroom is always covered with all kinds of awards, and I can't get over it! No, I still have to be honored! I want to be a good student!