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Sitting in the classroom after a long absence, the classmates were inexplicably excited, talking eloquently, as if they had seen relatives, and there were endless words, buzzing like flies.

Wei Yin sat on the seat and cleaned up the dusty tabletop, and was at ease with the encounter, since he was back, he had to study hard, Wu Yuzhuo ran from behind him at some point, and said, "Hey, why are you tanned?"

Wei Gospel didn't care, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's dark, it's black, it's black, anyway, sitting in the classroom for a month will be white."

A few people gathered around the table to discuss the interesting things about the holiday, and they all sighed that time passed too quickly and they hadn't had enough fun.

From the moment I walked into the campus, it was like going to the battlefield, everyone did not dare to slack off, and when I came back from the cafeteria, there was a loud sound of thunder in the whole teaching building, and I heard the sound of reading kindly, and the sound was in my ears, and I suddenly felt familiar.

Wei Gospel really admired the diligent and studious liberal arts students, although they couldn't hear what they were reading, but they had the momentum to make the earth tremble, and the floor under his feet trembled.

On the second day back to school, Wei Gospel took advantage of lunch to make a big decision and went to the barber shop to cut the long hair that he had worked hard for more than ten years.

In the second year of high school, the time is unprecedentedly tight, yesterday night self-study Niu Zefeng has made a study plan for them for the next year, before the third year of high school, strive to finish the high school course, leave a year of review time, Wei Gospel usually put his hair baby, combing hair accidentally ripped off a piece, are distressed, her hair quality is not good, this has not changed from childhood to adulthood, although the hair has been left for more than ten years, it is only to the waist socket, it will no longer grow, look at the black and soft hair of others, envy, For the first time, I had the courage to make such a big decision.

Watching the barber cut her long hair that she had raised for more than ten years short with two clicks of two scissors and landed on the ground, Wei Gospel's heart was dripping blood, and he shook his head helplessly.

Unable to adapt to the new hairstyle for a while, Wei Gospel held his head in his hands and walked into the classroom, Zuo Qiming turned back in surprise and asked, "Hey, why did you cut your hair, and cut it so short, don't you girls cherish your hair the most?"

Wei Gospel simply put his hand down from his head and said, "Hey, don't mention it, it's all because the owner of the barber shop next to our school is not skilled, I asked him to cut it a little shorter, but I didn't expect him to become like this as soon as the scissors went down, what should I do, cut it, it will grow in a week anyway."

The barber gestured with his hand while cutting, and asked, "Is it okay to get here?"

Wei Gospel felt that it was still too long, and it was inevitable to tie up her hair at shoulder and waist length, since it was so troublesome, it would go against her original intention, and shook her head and said, "Shorter it."

The barber gestured to her neck again, although he was a man, he knew the little girl's mind best, and said cautiously, "Is it okay here?"

Wei Gospel still shook his head, and said indifferently: "It's shorter, I usually study nervously, and I don't have time to take care of my hair."

The barber sympathized and said, "What a hard time for the students."

Wei Gospel smiled: "Who said it wasn't."

Later, somehow, the barber "rubbed" a few scissors down, and she became like this, never cutting her hair so short.

In other words, not only Zuo Qiming was startled, but even Wei Gospel looked up at the finished product in the mirror, and he gasped, he didn't come to his senses for a long time, his eyes were like copper bells, looking at the mess on the ground, he felt a little weird, his hair grew smooth and soft on his head, but when he fell to the ground at this time, people felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably, as if he saw a pool of withered corpses, and felt a trace of panic.

More panic is still to come, Wei Gospel looked at the person in the mirror, completely shocked and couldn't say a word, the person in the mirror has short ear-length hair, small facial features, fair skin against pale red lips, capable and refreshing, clearly a handsome young man, how can he look like a girl.

Wei Gospel was annoyed and wanted the barber to bring her back the hair on the ground, but it was not the fault of others, she kept saying, "Cut it shorter, and then shorter." ”

I had to pretend not to care, and asked with a smile, "Is it good-looking?"

It's the first time someone has asked themselves so directly, "Is it good-looking?" Zuo Qiming was stunned for a while, and even if he was "not good-looking" in front of the other party, he had to say "good-looking".

Nodding his head, "Well, it's good."

Wei Gospel was entangled for five minutes, and then he left this little thing behind, in the second high school, no one cares about your appearance, if you can score 150 points in every homework, even if you are wearing ragged clothes and not good-looking, no one will laugh at you.

Fortunately, Wei Gospel didn't occupy either, after class, she was like a monkey in a circus and was watched by everyone, Li Fang laughed and said: "Why do you cut it so short, it's shorter than mine."

Liu Yating said: "I also want to cut my hair shorter, it's a sophomore in high school, and I don't have time to take care of my hair, it takes half an hour to wash my hair every time, so it's better to have short hair."

The girls shouted to emulate Wei Gospel and cut their hair short, the corners of Wei Gospel's mouth twitched, and he smirked.

As usual, the students sat in the stuffy classroom, sweating, the fans on the ceiling humming around, and the flat floor set off a gust of hot air.

Niu Zefeng turned his back, raised his hand to draw a small ball on the blackboard and fell from a high place, the gravitational potential energy was converted into kinetic energy, the classroom was unusually quiet, and suddenly, he heard bursts of crying outside, the sound was not loud, but the cryer was heartbroken, heartbreaking, crying for a while, and the sound stopped abruptly.

Niu Zefeng's arm suddenly didn't move, turned around, smoothed the textbook with both hands, and the classmates were suddenly curious, and their eyes tested each other, "What's wrong?" I can't wait to get out of the classroom right now to find out.

Niu Zefeng stepped down from the podium, closed the wooden door, pretended not to hear, and continued the class, completing the half-drawn diagram just now.

As soon as he talked about "potential energy is converted into kinetic energy", he heard a burst of crying, which can be described as a shocking crying ghost and god, and everyone couldn't suppress the surprise in their hearts, and twisted their faces in the direction of the window.

Discuss in a low voice.

Niu Zefeng was interrupted twice in a class, quite unhappy, and said with a straight face: "You children, I don't know what to think, they are all ungrateful, the teachers have worked hard to teach you for three years, you are not grateful, three years is not as good as those instructors who have only taught you for three days."

It turned out that the crying came from the playground, today is the end of the military training of the freshmen in high school, the day when the freshmen saw off the instructors, and I don't know which girl who values love and righteousness downstairs, grabbing the corner of the instructor's clothes, reluctant to let the instructor leave, crying to death, almost fainting.

Wei Gospel didn't catch up with the good time this year, when they enrolled, the school's playground was still being renovated, so the school canceled their military training plan, everyone was unhappy, regretful, and felt that high school students had no military training, as if high school life was incomplete, they sat in the classroom, secretly admiring the unknown girl, who was really a heroine among women, and valued love and righteousness.

Obviously, Niu Zefeng didn't think so, his fingers were fierce and helpless and knocked on the podium, the expression on his face was extremely embarrassing, and he said coldly: "You children, you are really ungrateful, the teacher has taught you for three years, you treat the teacher as an enemy, and no one comes back to see the teacher when you graduate, but those instructors will only take you to play blindly, and you will treat them as relatives, if the teacher only takes you to play blindly, are you happy?" That's irresponsible to you, you kids......"

One person said: "Teacher, military training is not play, military training is to strengthen the body."

Niu Zefeng threw a vicious look and said, "It's useless to say anything before the college entrance examination, which of you can pat your chest and promise me that you will be admitted to the university now?" If you don't have this confidence, don't think about it. ”

Everyone immediately fell silent, and said in their hearts: "Lao Niu is really an old idea, military training is for exercise, in his opinion, all activities that have nothing to do with learning are a waste of time."

Everyone had to sit on the stool in a regular manner, with a straight waist, talking and laughing, and occasionally talking to the teacher, just adding some condiments to the boring study life, they knew which was more important.

Wei Gospel secretly admired: "It's really not easy to be their homeroom teacher, not only to teach, but also to educate people, and pull them back from crooked ways."

After a while, Niu Zefeng saw that there was no movement outside, and after the farewell ceremony, he continued to write with chalk...... Suddenly, he was interrupted by a cry that was sharper and more piercing than just now, the voice was not like that of a normal person, it sounded a little scary, everyone was back on track, and seriously watched Niu Zefeng draw a small round ball on the painted track, the ball seemed to fall down the vertical track, and was screamed, and the frightened back swished cold.

Next, I heard a burst of ghosts crying and wolf howls from the playground.

Niu Zefeng was completely enraged, and asked the students sitting by the window to close the window, indignant: "You children, people don't leave, ghosts lead around."

After class, Niu Zefeng said: "I think you are too idle, finish the physics test paper sent yesterday."

The classmates sighed one after another, can the freshmen downstairs know that their childish actions have affected the seniors lightly?

A month after the start of school, Niu Zefeng took advantage of the evening self-study time to rearrange the seats, it is still the same old rule for thousands of years, the first, third and fifth rows of boys, the two, four, six rows of girls, according to the final results, the whole class is concentrated in the corridor, whoever ranks high, who is qualified to choose the feng shui treasure in the class, the name has priority, the last twenty left, Niu Zefeng probably wants to save them some face, waved his hand, and said, "Let's all go in."

Dejected, the two dozen boys strode into the classroom, returned to their seats, and fell asleep with their arms on their backs.

Their grades in the class will not be bad, but when they get to high school, why do they give up on themselves? Niu Zefeng persuaded for a long time, they seem to be like ashes, their minds have been decided, if they don't learn, they don't learn, or they look down, people sit in the classroom all day and don't know where to fly, Niu Zefeng hates that iron does not become steel, in his eyes, the students in the back row are mud that can't support the wall, and I mention it from time to time, hoping that they can change their mistakes and turn back.

Wei Gospel disagreed, she didn't think that a person's virtue depends on his grades, and good grades and virtues are good? Some people's bad grades do not prevent him from becoming a good person, at least every time he sees them, he sleeps quietly and does not disturb others, which shows that they are not bad boys.

Wei Gospel sat in her long-lost old seat, the fourth row by the window, it was dark outside the window, and she couldn't see the stars in the sky when she put on her glasses, she lowered her head to write the physics test paper, and was surrounded by physics formulas.

Wei Gospel took a deep breath, and was about to question the culprit who interrupted her train of thought, when she looked up and saw Li Fang looking at her with a sly face, Wei Gospel's anger suddenly disappeared, and he smiled hesitantly.

Li Fang said: "Are you happy?"

Wei Gospel said: "What?"

Li Fang said: "I'm sitting in front of you, are you happy?"

Wei Gospel "......"

Li Fang said: "There are even happier things!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Dong Shaobo's shoulder, turned his body over, and said with a smile: "I'm sitting here, Dong Shaobo has to come over."

Dong Shaobo pushed him away with a look of disgust, and said with a straight face: "It's the opposite."

Li Fang grinned and said, "I just like to sit with you."

At the end, Li said with satisfaction: "We are three iron triangles, we haven't sat together for a long time."