The first class in the afternoon. The Chinese teacher's surname is Ding, and this teacher has reached the age where he should have retired yesterday, and the degree of myopia in his eyes can be seen from the glasses he wears, and some people suspect that the lenses are two eggshells. I heard that all he reads are "old books", and the education level column should be filled in with "old books graduated". The more ancient the ancient texts, the more he likes them, and he must memorize some ancient texts before every meal, regardless of whether others listen to them or not. Whenever he is happy, he is there alone, and he wants to be able to get through. He specializes in teaching Chinese, and his math problems can be completed in the sixth grade of primary school at most.

In this class, Mr. Ding not only brought the textbook chalk box for the textbook, but also brought a student's composition text. He stood on the podium. The joy on his face was even happier than the joy of the captain of an exploration team who had discovered a large oil field. He opened a book of writings, raised it with his right hand, drew a few irregular circles in the air, and said as if reciting ancient texts: "Students, this era is a time when heroes are born. However, not all heroes live far away, and there are always those who are close to us or even hidden in our group. Yesterday, I commented on this article under the light of the sky, and I couldn't help but applaud, it is really something that I have not obtained since I taught it. Joy! It's a lot of fun...... "Teacher Ding shook his body and shook his head. Almost word for word.

Most of the classmates didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, thinking that he was reading a birthday message celebrating his 60th or 70th birthday, until he began to read Li Duolao's composition as a model text. The day before yesterday, the teacher ordered the essay question of "I am in the new learning stage" for the students to do, Li Duolao was still distracted after half the time, he will be the secretary of the brigade in the future, the first thing is to build a machine farming road to Shuangniu Chong, see that everyone is doing the composition attentively, he was anxious, and suddenly remembered that Li Siqing gave him a magazine a year ago, and there was an article on it that was precisely "I am in the new learning stage", with memory, the full text was copied. That was the sentiment and plan of a student who had scored a perfect score in his essay in the college entrance examination after he went to college, and Li Duolao "copied" the text word for word, except for changing the words "high school" and "university" to "elementary school" and "junior high school."

When Teacher Ding read to the depths, he also shook his head almost word by word.

God! Everyone's ears were listening to Teacher Ding, but their eyes were looking at Li Duolao, and some even saluted him with their palms in front of their foreheads, anyway, it was not easy for the teacher to see so far through the eggshell. Except for Qian Liuzhi and Li Siqing, no one in the class knew the depth of Li Duolao in elementary school. In an instant, Li Duolao was on the throne here.

Li Siqing shook his head like a duck out of water, there seemed to be lice in his hair, and he scratched it with his hands from time to time. He seems to have had a relationship with this article, the net of memories is fished in the sea of memory, net after net, and he can't catch anything, and finally thinks that it may be an illusion.

Qian Liuzhi thought that he might have such a god, she knew that Duo Lao's mind didn't know how many things were loaded, and it was not for nothing that he shot out like a cannonball, but it was still a little strange for him to become famous in less than an overnight.

From school to home, more than five miles, on the way out of school, willow branches deliberately separated from Duolao at a distance. Zu Cun was not admitted to junior high school, and now that he is in this chongli, no classmates will find out, and Liu Zhi dares to return to the normal state of walking with Duolao after school in elementary school since the math teacher announced the school's decision this morning, and caught up with Duolao in three steps, and told Shen Chang'e and her that terrible thing.

"What's wrong with that, didn't we say that every day when we were in elementary school?" Duo Lao replied to her nonchalantly.

"Didn't there be a love expulsion in the third year of high school!"

"He's in love."

"Isn't marrying you love?"

This time can it be difficult to work hard, in love? Hearing this word, he didn't ask what kind of love method he had, and he didn't know. However, Willow Branch never failed to answer the question, but it was the question that made him pinch his chin with his hand and let out a "hmm...... from his mouth like a mosquito

Liu Zhi asked again: "Let's look for pigweed together, is chopping wood considered love?" ”

"It's okay, our parents told us to go and ask him to find our parents."

"Hmm."

When the math teacher announced the school's decision to expel the two students in the third year of high school, Duo Lao assumed that he would become the principal in the future, so he called Li Siqing to teach mathematics...... He was the only one in the class who didn't pay attention to the big news of the expulsion, not to mention that it had nothing to do with him, so he forgot about it. All along, during class, the teacher said the teacher's, and he walked his god. Now Liu Zhi has talked about the expulsion, since he is in love and wants to be expelled from school, since he said that Liu Zhi will marry me, it is not clear whether it is considered love, so he has to go and seal Li Siqing's mouth! Tell him to take the words back, and find him as soon as he and Willow Branch are about to be expelled from school!

In fact, Duo Lao's mood in the afternoon was very uneasy, and it was too unpleasant. He didn't expect that Mr. Ding would read that essay as a model essay and swayed like that. The situation in the classroom at that time was like a war diagram in a history book, with dozens of pairs of arrows pointing at him. He was so hot that he almost fainted, his hands folded on his desk, his head resting on his hands, and he didn't dare to look at anyone. Since the teacher said that he was a hero and a genius, he definitely could not be regarded as a hero if he did not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and secondly he did not save a child who fell into the water and sacrificed himself. After class, there was a noise like a frog chirping summer, but it was surprisingly quiet, as if invisibly shouting one, two, three, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him again, as if they were saluting this genius, and seemed to carefully examine him, whether he was also horizontal eyes and straight nose. Then most of them changed to smiling faces, and there was a ** who wanted to greet him. If there is a jealous eye in it, it is only one in a hundred at most, and there are only dozens of students in this class, so there is only one eye that is the light of jealousy.

He wanted to expose himself on the spot, but he wanted to say it several times but finally lacked a little courage, and his whole body softened. After class, I always feel as uneasy as stealing a bundle of money, and it is equivalent to the money being found at home and praising you for really making a fortune, at that time you did not admit that the money was stolen, and then went to publish that the money was stolen, and the necessary surname was less, and finally did not go to the teacher.

Now he is considering that Li Siqing is a future trouble, and how to prevent Li Siqing from exposing it is a top priority. And what Liu Zhi said about this matter was to find trouble with him, and it was a counter-medicine. What to do? He was thinking.

Willow Branch was asking, "Then will we go to chop wood together later?" ”

"That's fine, Mom and Dad told us to go"

"Tomorrow morning, or so early, I'm going to call you to look for pigweed?"

"Of course."

"I think Li Siqing may be because he is closer to the school than us, he arrives earlier than us every day, we will look for less pigweed tomorrow morning, go to school early, you have to go to him and talk to him."

Reluctantly, instinctively: "Hmm." ”

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