When there were still more than ten minutes before the end of class, Wang Zhong walked into the classroom.

Standing on the podium was a huge male teacher, in his forties, with a fat head and big ears, and a big belly.

All the words that have anything to do with obesity match him perfectly.

This is the Chinese teacher of the experimental class, Zhu Yufeng, and the students like to call him Lao Zhu.

When I was a freshman in high school, someone once commented on Lao Pig: "When Mr. Zhu entered the classroom door, the person had not yet come in, and the stomach had already come in." When Teacher Zhu walked out of the classroom, the person had already gone out, but his butt had not yet gone out. ”

However, people can't look good, although Zhu Yufeng's appearance and figure are a little sorry for the students, but he can teach in the experimental class of No. 1 Middle School, so he naturally has his capital.

A member of the Central Plains Writers Association, Lu Xun was born in the class, and published five books, although he is not a work, but he is also a relatively successful traditional writer.

It can be seen that not only successful online writers may be big fat people, but also traditional writers.

Seeing that it was Wang Zhong entering the door, the old pig helped the pair of eyes on the bridge of his nose that were at least eight hundred degrees, his fat lips squirmed a few times, and roared, "Hey, our hero, why are you here now?" Went to save the world with a compass? What is the record? ”

The classroom burst into laughter.

Wang Zhong was slightly confused.

is the so-called wide heart and fat body, the old pig is still very good, kind and humorous, I can't imagine that he will talk like gunpowder today.

You must know that even if a student is absent from class, he will generally not pursue it.

However, after thinking about it, Wang Zhong understood.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the old pig has been in love with Mei Qian for a long time, and he has always wanted to kiss Fangze but couldn't get it, presumably because he used a circle to break Mei Qian's stockings yesterday, and he was angry because of it.

"Wang Yingying, sit down first." The old pig squinted a pair of small eyes and looked at the table below, "There are still fifteen minutes before the end of class, complete the class assignments, and I will not pursue the matter of being late." ”

With a sigh, Wang Zhong sat back in his seat with a calm face.

There was a scroll on the desk, and I glanced at it and asked to write an essay of 1,200 words.

Looking up at the podium and catching the faint mockery in Zhu Yufeng's eyes, Wang Zhong frowned.

It turns out that he is waiting for himself here......

The college entrance examination essay requires 800 words, and the students in the experimental class have long been accustomed to writing 1,200 words when they are usually training, which is generally completed in 45 minutes.

But now, writing 1,200 words in ten minutes is difficult for some strong people.

"Wang Yingying, write quickly, you can't finish writing when the bell rings after class, I will punish you to write ten articles. The greater the pressure, the greater the motivation......"

The classroom was filled with whispers.

Clenching the barrel of the pen tightly, the tip of the pen punctured the test paper, Wang Zhong tried to restrain the anger that was churning faintly in his chest, and quickly looked at the question.

In the face of Zhu Yufeng's deliberate difficulties, Wang Zhong held his breath.

The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a breath!

The title of the essay is, "Humans went crazy to hunt snakes, causing voles to multiply and crops to be destroyed in large numbers." Please write an article in the tone of a vole. The topic is self-designed, and the subject matter is not limited (except for poetry). ”

Wang Zhong pouted, what kind of brain-dead composition......

It is nothing more than emphasizing such a cliché as environmental protection, and there is nothing new in it.

Listening to the sound of writing in the classroom and reading the questions again, Wang Zhong thought for a moment, but he didn't think about the outline, and the pen was like flying.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In less than ten minutes, putting down the pen in his hand, Wang Zhong stood up and said loudly. "Teacher, I've written it."

Well?

The old pig was taken aback.

The students were all dumbfounded.

It's only ten minutes, and a 1,200-word essay in ten minutes is a bit incredible.

Rolled off the podium like a ball, walked in front of Wang Zhong, picked up the test paper and glanced at it, Zhu Yufeng looked at it blankly for several minutes, and the fat on his face twitched violently.

Burst!

He finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his fat trembled.

"You kid...... Ha ha...... The questions were reviewed very well...... Haha, it's so fucking amazing...... It won't work without giving you zero points. ”

Patting Wang Zhong on the shoulder, Zhu Yufeng laughed so much that he was almost out of breath.

As a talented Chinese teacher, Zhu Yufeng has read books for decades, taught books for more than ten years, reviewed tens of thousands of essays, and written countless words, but there has never been a single one, which makes him happy to be like this.

To be honest, Zhu Yufeng still admires Wang Zhong's student.

Wang Zhong's usual compositions are simple and simple, and his views are sometimes extreme, but they are often eye-catching, and they are generally very much in line with his appetite.

If it weren't for what Wang Zhong did too much yesterday, he wouldn't have targeted it today.

And now, this wonderful essay makes Zhu Yufeng really cry and laugh.

In this essay, Wang Zhong wrote:

"Squeak......

"Squeak ......"

"Squeak Squeak......"

"Squeak Squeak ......"

"Squeak squeak squeak......"

"Squeak squeak squeak......"

……

There are 1,200 words in the whole article, and there is only one "squeak".

Isn't that what an essay written in the voice of a vole should be?

This kind of composition, if it is placed in the eyes of other Chinese teachers, will definitely be half angry. If you dare to write this kind of college entrance examination essay, it is a proper thing to get a glorious duck egg.

But here in Zhu Yufeng, as a big fat man with a unique inner world, he still appreciates it more.

It's really appreciated.

A maverick must have something special about him.

Under the examination-oriented education, most of the essays written by students have become the same style, and they are essentially no different from the eight strands in the imperial examination.

And a student like Wang Zhong is not the kind of batch copy born on the assembly line of exam-oriented education, and it is also interesting for a wonderful student to write such a wonderful essay.

"Wang Zhong, this essay of yours is very well written, I like it very much." The old pig's approving voice reached Wang Zhong's ears, and Wang Zhong was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Originally, Wang Zhong was ready to be severely criticized, and he also organized a large set of rhetoric, ready to refute at any time.

But I didn't expect that, sure enough, literati, especially fat literati, were extremely windy and rebellious existences.

This essay of my own will be the result!

"I decided to post your essay on the school's bulletin board for circulation."

The old pig's next sentence caused a look of envy, jealousy and hatred in the classroom.

Posted on the bulletin board for the whole school to circulate!

What a glory......

Everyone's hearts are itchy, stretching their necks to look this way, they all want to see what kind of excellent article can be so admired by Comrade Lao Zhu with a high vision.

Wang Zhong's face twitched a few times, and his head was full of black lines.

It's crazy......

Some people like coffee, some people like tea.

People who like to drink coffee may find the taste of tea too light, and those who like to drink tea may also find coffee bitter like cat urine.

Zhu Yufeng likes this tone of composition, but Wang Zhong is sure that if this composition falls into the eyes of Zhou Shan, who is surnamed Fangzheng, he will definitely be drowned by spitting stars.

If you really want to post it on the bulletin board, your godfather and his old man don't know how to clean himself up......

"That's it! That's it! Class! ”

But before Wang Zhong could speak, the bell for the end of class had already rang, and the old pig grabbed Wang Zhong's roll, and his fat palm ravaged his hair a few times again, and strode out of the classroom, leaving a blank look in the classroom.

……

"Hey, what kind of essay did you write? Do you like Teacher Zhu like that? ”

During recess, in the empty classroom, Su Yanan's soft voice sounded, with a bit of weakness.

For a few days every month, her aunt was always extremely cruel, and she was also a woman, so Mei Qian granted her the privilege of not having to in class.

Wang Zhong sat next to her, flipping through the chemistry notebook full of Juanxiu's small characters, hearing this, he paused to turn the book, and then tilted his head sideways, "Want to know?" ”

"Hmm."

"I really want to know?"

"That's it. I hate it, and I want to make people angry. ”

In the cute little daughter posture, Wang Zhong pinched her nose and pointed to his face.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Hmph, if you don't say it, you won't say it."

Su Yanan pouted, picked up the kawaii-style pink thermos cup on the table, and drank hot water in small sips.

There is a little embarrassment in my heart, and there is some little sweetness that is not enough for outsiders.

The kiss in the corridor yesterday was long enough and in love to make her reminisce all day, and when she slept at night, she seemed to have a faint manly breath in her mouth.

Under the cover of the water glass, Su Yanan carefully raised her head and stared at Wang Zhong.

The sun shines through the clear glass window, shining on his face, warm and clean.

Not handsome.

The bridge of the nose is not straight enough, the lips are not thin enough, the eyebrows are a little thick, and the curvature of the face is not soft enough.

Su Yanan felt that her heartbeat suddenly increased a little.

From childhood to adulthood, in the fairy tales she watched, she always said at the end that from then on, the princess and the prince lived happily together.

But, she doesn't like Prince Charming.

Didn't like it at all.

Instead, he has a soft spot for the knight who guards the princess.

Adolescent little girls will be more or less rebellious in their hearts.

Because of the strict tutoring, it is natural that you can't go against your parents and teachers academically, but there are some things that can't be blocked.

In her inner free world, she wants to do a lot of things.

I want to dye my hair, I want to wear a bewitching evening dress, or I want to be hot and charming with black silk high heels, or, on a sunny afternoon, I want to skip class, hide in the corner of the playground, and secretly taste the taste of tobacco that makes boys obsessed, even if I am choked to tears.

In her first year of high school, she admired Wang Zhong's academic performance, and now, she is very envious of Wang Zhong's freedom and freedom to do whatever he wants.

This kind of worship and envy, with the passage of youth, gradually brews into a cup of sweet and sour tea.

Is that the love you've always longed for?

Su Yanan didn't know.

Youth, inherently, means youth and confusion.

But at this moment, all Su Yanan's thoughts were attracted by the hard face on the left, the ghost made a difference, almost out of her control, her head poked forward slightly, like a stamp, and the two red lips were lightly imprinted.

Warm, soft and silky......

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