A stupid little boy was born, in the mid-eighties. He had a happy childhood. She had small tadpoles in her childhood; There are plastic submachine guns; There is also Saint Seiya. There is no homework to be done; There are no cram schools of all sorts; There are no heavy school bags that are almost impossible to carry.

Maybe that's why he's happy. In fact, he didn't want to think that the friends around him were the same as him. He was born in a rural village in a suburban county of Beijing. He didn't know if there were any hobby training classes in the city at that time, or art training classes like now, but they didn't have them there anyway. So he and the friends around him play crazy every day.

At that time, he felt that he was no different from the friends around him. It wasn't until one day that he discovered that people can be divided into three, six, nine and so on.

At that time he was in the fourth grade. Oh, it's the fourth grade of elementary school. The teacher divides all the students in the class into four groups according to the graduation results of the third grade. One group is the excellent group, the second group is the good group, the third group is the passing group, and the fourth group is the backward group.

This stupid kid was in the passing group at the time. "I'm going to try to get into the good group." The stupid kid thought so. Because his mother often told him, "Others are a head, and you are also a head." Why can't you do what others can do? In fact, as long as you study hard, you can do it. The stupid kid was convinced.

After dividing into groups and distributing new books, the new homeroom teacher introduced himself again, reiterated some class rules and discipline, etc., and it was almost time for school to end. On the first day of school, it's probably like this, and the teacher usually doesn't go to the formal lecture. Do you have to let the students get used to it, after all, it's been a summer vacation.

On the way home, "Peng Fei, (this is the name of the stupid child) What do you think of this new homeroom teacher?" A classmate asked him.

"That's good."

"What? You actually think it's good! "My classmate's mouth is open enough to stuff an egg." Let me tell you, he used to teach the upper grades, and I heard that he was very powerful. ”

"How powerful?" The stupid kid asked stupidly.

"I heard that they will beat people."

"Really?" At this time, in the impression of stupid children, there is a female teacher who is amiable and has two dimples in the first grade; There are male teachers like those who are old but humorous in the second and third grades, but there is never a teacher who beats people. "Teachers don't hit people."

"Yes, really."

"No, it just won't." But as it turned out, the classmate was right. The teacher also has long hands, so why don't you beat people?

The stupid kid remembers that he was beaten because of a dictation. On the first day, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Li, after leaving homework, asked the students to go home to prepare for the next lesson of the Chinese class. He said that he would dictate the next day. The stupid kid had already thrown this thing out of the clouds. In fact, to be exact, I didn't pay attention to the lecture at all.

In the Chinese class on the second day, "Hello students! Teacher Li greeted his students in his magnetic voice.

"Hello teacher!"

"Students, yesterday I asked you to go home to preview the next text, have you all gone home to prepare?"

"Pre-study!" The stupid kid also replied along with his classmates.

"That's good. Please take out your exercise books and prepare for dictation. "I just heard the sound of the flip below." Are you all set? ”

"Ready."

"Okay, let's start dictating. Steamed buns, Ruixue ,......"

"Oh my God, why is there still the word steamed bun, what kind of text is this?" The stupid child has not pre-studied, so naturally he knows nothing, which is why he has such doubts.

"Alright, the dictation is done. Now ask one group to give Ben to the second group, and the second group to give Ben to the first group; Then the three groups give the book to the four groups, and the four groups give the book to the three groups. I immediately put the words I had just dictated on the blackboard. It's ten words in total, and one word is ten, which is a hundred points in total. You show each other how many points each other get. "Teacher Li brushed and wrote all ten words on the blackboard." Okay, start with one set and give me a score. Remember, it's the other party's score. ”

"Eighty points."

I saw that Mr. Li nodded, and seemed to be more satisfied.

"Ninety points."

"Sixty points."

“……”

"Zero."

A second later, the class burst into laughter.

"Alright, don't laugh." Teacher Li stopped the students' laughter, and then shouted angrily: "Peng Fei, you stand behind me." When I look at you like this, I know that I didn't study at all when I went home. If you score 50 points, I can think that you are pre-studying, but you are not pre-studying well, but you actually get a zero points, how can you explain it. You're all farting when I say it, aren't you? Or did you not bring your ears at all? I see that you don't have to eat when you go home at noon today, just eat your eggs. ”

"Hahahahaha" The class burst into laughter again.

Peng Feizhi stood behind, blushing, bowing his head, not daring to look at the teacher and classmates.

After a while, Teacher Li seemed to have scolded enough, "Okay, students open the textbooks, and we will start the class now." This is a text about a snowy scene, and now I will read it to you. Teacher Li cleared his throat and read aloud with emotion...... This winter, the wheat cover is covered with a three-layer quilt, and the next year sleeps with a bun ......"

Until Peng Fei grew up, he still remembered this sentence deeply.

"Jingle bell" Peng Fei's long-awaited bell for the end of class finally rang, and his legs were a little stiff. "It seems that what Wei Guo said is right, this Teacher Li is indeed powerful, maybe he can really beat people." He thought as he silently walked back to his seat. I opened the class schedule and glanced at it, and my face couldn't help but feel bitter. Because the next class is a math class, and Mr. Li will teach it. I don't know if it's because it's because it's in rural areas, or because it's like this in primary schools across the country, where the class teacher teaches both Chinese and mathematics at the same time. And Peng Fei was scolded by Teacher Li in the Chinese class just now, so he is a little resistant to Teacher Li now.

"How about Peng Fei? At that time, I told you that this Teacher Li is amazing, but you still don't believe it, but now you understand it. Wei Guo leaned over and said to Peng Fei.

This morning has finally passed, and Peng Fei has become the object of ridicule of the whole class in this morning. However, Peng Fei thinks that all this is caused by Mr. Li, so he doesn't like Mr. Li a little, and he is also a little reluctant to take his Chinese class. But in the afternoon, there was still his language class.