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Mother Su Mei has been a Chinese teacher for more than ten years, and her words are like her person, dignified and elegant.

Waiting for the handwriting on the cover to dry thoroughly, Kong Zhendong put the book into the army green canvas bag and went to bed early.

Kong Zhendong didn't think about how Ma Wenhua, Teng Yuan, and Cheng Longcan were abused again and again and sunk in their worst era. He just fell asleep, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to his best times.

On August 23, Shunyi No. 3 Primary School opened in autumn, and Kong Zhendong stepped into Shunyi Square, where the school is located.

This year is the year of sports, Beijing will host the Asian Games for the first time, 36 countries and regions in Asia will participate in the grand event, and the competition for more than half a month will have a comprehensive impact on the lives of the people in the capital.

Considering the impact of the Asian Games on students' studies, schools under the jurisdiction of the capital opened a week earlier than in previous years, and Kong Zhendong met his friends earlier.

Shunyi Square where Shunyi Third Primary School is located is a very interesting place, twenty or thirty years ago many big people had to bow their noble heads here, and now after several rests, it has become the square with the most complete sports facilities in Shunyi County.

The Shunyi County Education Commission came up with the idea of sharing a large playground with multiple schools, which was approved by the county government, so five or six years ago, Shunyi No. 3 Elementary School, No. 3 Middle School, No. 5 Middle School, and Shunyi Sports School were successively located here, forming a spectacle of four schools sharing a large playground.

Located in the north of Shunyi Square, Shunyi No. 3 Primary School is a six-storey long building, with four classes in each grade, occupying one floor, and the teachers' office environment is incomparable with that of 20 years later, all crowded into the offices in the stairwells on both sides.

Kong Zhendong went straight up to the fifth floor and entered the five (1) class classroom.

Seating charts are listed on the classroom blackboards. The era of small class teaching is far from coming, and there are nearly 80 people in the classroom with nine rows of seats.

Four long rows of long tables, each table seats two people, and a few rows in the back, or even three people squeeze into a table.

According to the list, Kong Zhendong sat outside the second row of the second column, and the table on the inside was a little girl with double braids.

The little girl looked pink, Kong Zhendong couldn't help but look at the blackboard, looking for the little girl's name on the seat sheet.

The seating chart reads - Ye Xiaoya.

It's no wonder that the little girl's parents are perfunctory, these days, children enter school with a nickname, and it is not uncommon for junior high school to change its name. Even if the name is not changed, isn't the name of the famous host also called it?

Putting the canvas bag in the drawer, Kong Zhendong pondered how to greet Ye Xiaoya.

At the same table, after all, it is the role of wearing a wedding dress in the future, and he will sing sour songs with a guitar on his back!

"Eh, Dongzi, I'll call you Dongzi, I'll call Brother Bing in the future, there's nothing wrong with it!" Before Kong Zhendong could figure out how to talk to Ye Xiaoya, the self-cooked man sitting in the front row came in.

Looking at the seating chart, this kid's name is Guo Bing, and he said that the kid is not suitable, because he is obviously a little more mature than children of the same age.

Kong Zhendong didn't reply, Guo Bing knew in his heart that this was a shy child. Originally, seeing that Kong Zhendong was taller than children of the same age, he thought it was difficult to get along with.

Guo Bing directly said what he thought in his heart: "Dongzi, let's change our seats, last year I said that I sat at the same table with Xiaoya, but the head teacher was not in line." ”

Are you funny? Changing positions? How do you think the second row and the second column came from?

Mother Su Xia is the Chinese teacher of the third middle school next to her, and she is naturally clear about the Taoism in the teacher's circle.

The quality of teachers at this time is naturally much stronger than that of twenty years later, and there is no such thing as a large amount of gifts in later generations, but basic respect is to be shown.

During the New Year's holidays, the wall calendar wrapped in old newspapers and the folding umbrella must always be expressed, and the teacher must always know that parents attach importance to the child.

Large-class education, a class of eighty or ninety people, if parents have a free-range attitude towards their children, why should teachers take more care of your children? You didn't open the protagonist's aura again!

Kong Zhendong, as a transfer student, is far away during the New Year, how can he be close to the head teacher, his mother Su Xia has worked hard.

Su Xiatuo, whose parents work in a food factory, often brings a pack of cake rolls for herself. Every few days, Su Xia carries a cake roll to see Kong Zhendong's homeroom teacher, Teacher Xiao Zhang, and the two have become so-called best friends in a special era!

These two rows and two columns are exchanged for countless cake rolls and friendship cards, and you can change them if you want to change them in the first row?

The first row is even more struggling to sit and eat chalk ash, which is usually exclusive to the thorn head that the teacher needs to focus on, and Guo Bing is probably such a thorn.

Kong Zhendong rejected Guo Bing with a smile: "Don't change it, I just turned around, I can't keep up with my studies, I have to ask Xiaoya!" ”

When encountering such a nerd who loves to learn, Guo Bing is also okay. The children who came out of the military compound made trouble and fought, but they didn't toss honest people, they were boring and didn't pay attention!

Hearing that Kong Zhendong wanted to learn from herself, Ye Xiaoya's smile immediately brightened, and she said embarrassedly: "My math is not good either, other subjects can help you." ”

After speaking, he looked at Guo Bing and whispered: "Don't be afraid of him, if he bullies you, you tell me, I'll let Dad Guo smoke him!" ”

Seeing the little girl posing as an eagle to protect the cubs, Kong Zhendong also laughed.

In the subsequent relationship, Kong Zhendong felt that Guo Bing was quite real, although he stayed in a few grades because he didn't like to study, he didn't claim to be the king in the class.

There is only a 10-minute break between classes, so the children on the fifth floor can't do any physical activity. During recess, Kong Zhendong and Guo Bing watched the children in the lower grades rushing out of the school gate like a flood and competing for the four table tennis tables on the north side of Shunyi Square.

The four table tennis tables are all cement tables, and the center of each table is built into a net with seven or eight broken bricks with missing corners.

Guo Bing pointed to these radish heads and smiled: "Look at them and think of their former selves, time is limited, so everyone does not cut the queue to compete, three balls in a round, even win three games will be automatically played, at that time, to be able to win three games in a row, happy like winning the world championship!" ”

With his words, Kong Zhendong also saw a child on the stage, less than one meter five tall, with his left hand shooting straight, but he retreated from the stage and pulled out a beautiful topspin, after scoring, the children around him cheered and applauded excitedly, and some whistled.

This is the worst era of table tennis, the performance of the national table tennis in the international arena is not even as good as the national football team, if the national football team and the Hong Kong Island team do a good job, there is still hope of entering the World Cup, but the national table tennis has been swept many times, and Asia cannot rush out.

Kong Zhendong has always been very envious of those young people who are still fighting recklessly on campus in the worst era of football in later generations.

In the worst era of table tennis, these children have no champions, no glory, no utilitarianism, only the purest love.

Kong Zhendong watched them swing their rackets unbridledly, cheering passionately for a good ball, and sighing for a mistake, he knew that he was wrong, this is the best era of table tennis!