112 The third year of junior high school urges people to grow old

Under the scorching sun, Wei Gospel's slightly pale face was dripping with dense beads of sweat.

As soon as the bell rang for the end ......of class, the entire campus boiled and the bustling corridors rubbed shoulders.

Wei Gospel, Bo Anna, and Lu Yunyun rushed out of the classroom quickly, shouting "Hurry up, hurry up" while running, and one step later, more than 3,000 people in the entire teaching building poured out of the classroom, and they only had to be sandwiched in the middle as a pie, and the three of them pedaled along the narrow corridor, jumping down three steps at a time.

Bo Anna panted and said: "Hurry up, you won't be able to grab a good position if it's too late!"

Wei Gospel gasped even more, the iron spoon, iron fork and iron lunch box in her hand clanked, she was now faceless and skinless from exercising, eating was the same as fighting, and if she went late, there were only some leftovers left in the cafeteria.

When I first came back, I didn't have much experience, and when I first arrived, there was still some little girl's shyness, every time I went to the cafeteria to eat, Lu Yunyun asked her to squeeze it to death, Wei Gospel was squirming, embarrassed.

She has never seen such a battle, she has never lived in the school, she used to eat at home, now, the school canteen is bigger than the playground, the black pressure is crowded, the rumbling sound seems to be able to overturn the iron roof, she queues up in a regular manner, from time to time there are students who do not follow the rules, no matter what comes first and then comes, as a matter of course, cut the queue, every time it is her turn, there are only some soup and water floating in the iron basin of the canteen window with a little oil star, Wei Gospel has to drink porridge to satisfy his hunger.

After being hungry a few times, she didn't care about any etiquette and image, and followed Lu Yunyun to knock the iron lunch box in her hand "Dangdang", and shouted while knocking: "Borrowed!" Excuse me! ”

Politeness here can not be eaten, although Wei Gospel is not very adaptable, when he first came back, he cried under the quilt at night for more than a week, and then his face slowly became thicker, not only rushed to the canteen to eat, but even rushed to the toilet, he only knew that China had a population of 1.3 billion, but this is just a number in the books, there are not so many people in Tianjin, and when she returned to her hometown, she really felt that it was really 1.3 billion, if Wei Fuhai and Li Yuehua saw her like this, they would probably drop their jaws.

Wei Gospel covered his stomach as he ran, and said, "I'm dying of hunger."

Seeing the mighty army of three thousand following behind, the three of Wei Gospel quickened their pace and rushed towards the cafeteria.

The three of them surrounded the table, Wei Gospel didn't have time to break the steamed bun with his fingers and put it in his mouth, he directly took a big bite on it with his mouth, and devoured the shredded potatoes, she didn't have time to taste the taste of the food now, in Li Linlin's words, the school cafeteria was used to raise pigs, but it seemed that the food was good, and he had grown a lot of meat recently.

Seeing that the high school entrance examination is about to begin, the entire school, the students and teachers in the third year of junior high school are in a tense preparation, getting up early and going to bed late every day, Han Binpeng is at school for seventeen hours a day to supervise them.

Bo Anna's cheeks bulged and said, "Our head teacher has been married for more than two years, why don't you have children, he is twenty-five years old."

Lu Yunyun said: "Hey, have you found it, Han Binpeng seems to be ten years old in the third year of junior high school."

Wei Gospel and Bo Anna nodded in unison, Bo Anna sighed: "Don't talk about Han Binpeng, I feel that I am more than ten years old this year, I used to have thick hair, and now every time I wash my hair, I lose a lot of it, and I feel like I'm almost bald. ”

Wei Gospel and Lu Yunyun deeply feel the same way.

When Han Binpeng first took over the graduating class of the third year of junior high school, the classmates in the class thought that the head teacher of the graduating class must be a pedantic and stereotypical old master, and looking at the whole school, handsome teachers were rare, and the students did not have any expectations at all.

The more than 70 pairs of eyes sitting there were almost falling out of their sockets in surprise.

Talk.

Questioned: "Is this true?"

looked at each other: "Why is the new head teacher so young!"

The girl held her face and said shyly: "So handsome!" Much more handsome than the boys in our class! ”

Boys: "......"

Han Binpeng looks a few years older than them, like a college student who has just graduated from school, high-spirited, full of ambition, he always wears casual clothes when he lectures, carries a back in one hand, holds a chalk in the other, has a good demeanor, writes mathematical formulas on the blackboard, at first, everyone thinks that this young homeroom teacher has no experience, and he can't lead the graduating class, and he is faintly worried, but later he found out that he really has a hand, and he is serious and serious in class, and explains every question thoroughly, Many students with poor math scores can also understand, when he doesn't laugh like a Greek mythological statue, laughing like a spring breeze, the girls in the class silently crush for a long time, until they heard that he was married, they were all extremely disappointed, and they couldn't even take math classes.

Just when everyone was still immersed in having the most handsome homeroom teacher in the school, Han Binpeng surprised them and gave them a dismount.

One day, Han Binpeng stood at the door of the classroom early, wrapped his arms, leaning on the wooden door, the students who came back from the morning run looked dazed, hesitated for a while, Han Binpeng motioned for them to go back to the classroom to endorse, the students were sweating profusely, suspicious in their hearts, I don't know what medicine Han Binpeng sold in the gourd, and I faintly felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the students who returned from the morning run walked into the classroom one after another, pulled out English books from the mountains of books, and memorized English words with their throats "Wow Wow Wow", Wei Gospel felt fresh and interesting, the students here piled up the books in the corner of the desk, instead of putting them in the school bag, which was very convenient, and there was no need to worry about forgetting to bring books, she was often blamed by the teacher for forgetting to bring books when she went to school in Tianjin.

Wei Gospel memorized English words while paying attention to Han Binpeng's abnormal behavior, he seemed leisurely, enjoying the sunrise in the corridor, raising his wrist to look at his watch from time to time, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the chest-high protective wall, turning back and counting the dozen or so vacant seats in the classroom, his face was gloomy, Wei Gospel immediately understood.