It sounds like it is very tasteful, but it is actually the bullying of the ground by the bench with Xu Shuai's human power, but there is no front sound, and it can't make Zhu Miao say another serious sentence, "I still think the first sound is like a fart." ”

The only effect was that it paused the soft voice of the firm. After Yan Zhen's voice continued, I stretched out my right thumbs-up to Zhu Miao's desk and continued, "Awesome! really deserves to be the first-rate in this class - a hooligan joker. I said to myself as I looked at the stack of books in front of me.

"Rascal, you dare to shout, I don't dare to agree, the real rascal who took the certificate is standing on it." Taking advantage of the gap between Yan Shi and writing the board book while talking, Zhu Miao turned his head sideways and said softly to me.

"People call Sven scum, you are a real hooligan, if you want to be on par with others, you have to make yourself literate first. But you do have something in common. "I replied in the same posture, in the same voice.

"It's worthy of being a master, it's really cultured, you hurry up!" Zhu Miao covered her mouth with a hand that pretended to touch her nose and said, "What do you have in common?" ”

I flipped back the class notes and wrote the word "color" and pushed it to Zhu Miao, but he quickly pushed it back to me. I glanced and saw that he only put a question mark after the word "color".

I chuckled and picked up my pen to write, "Yellow! You're all yellow!" Just when the second exclamation mark was about to be put down, Zhu Miao kicked me with his foot, and hummed in a low voice:

"The scum is coming."

I immediately flipped my notes back to the previous page, and when I looked up and was about to continue transcribing the notes on the blackboard, I found that Yan Shi smiled and leaned over to turn the page of Hua Yaomei's political book backwards.

Then he straightened up, a glint flashing in his eyes, and continued to walk forward, then stopped at Zhu Miao's table. Picked up Zhu Miao's class notes and turned the page forward, and said with a straight face:

"Are you a snail and wrote thirteen words in half a class?" Yan Shi slammed Zhu Miao's class notes on the table with a black face, and said sharply, "Pick up your book and stand behind and listen." ”

Zhu Miao picked up the book and walked away, and grabbed the class notes that I was about to write full pages and looked at them, I was really afraid that he would turn the page backwards, but he just glared at me fiercely, threw the class notes on the table, and turned around and walked away.

The class notes of the innocent lying gun automatically turned to a page with his fall, and it was written "Yellow? You're all yellow!!" At that moment, in addition to rejoicing, I also suddenly realized that Yan Shi had never really smiled at us, and we were just stained with the light of female classmates.

Yan Shi, who returned to the lectern, suddenly smiled again, but in my eyes, his smile was no longer as kind and kind as before.

It's a different kind of thing - it's a wild dog with a hairless body dragging a blood-red XQ, a mouth full of horns, and a pair of thief eyes looking around for a ride object.

When the bell rang for the end of class, when Yan Shi said the end of class with a smile on his face, the fire of anger in my heart suddenly burned, and I felt a burst of heat all over my body, and my breathing became short.

I think that if Yan Shi provoked me a little bit, even if it was just a disdainful look, I was afraid that I would have jumped out and beat him up.

Looking back later, I don't think there's anything worth making such a fuss about. It seems that anger not only strengthens people's courage, but also makes people lose their minds.

I don't know why, many times, I always react to many things and always slow down a lot of beats, and there is no certainty about how many beats are slow.

It's like if you scold me now, and in a few hours, days, or months, I will suddenly become nameless, and that kind of anger will most people think that it comes from what is happening in front of them. Some people say it's a low emotional intelligence performance, but who knows?

After Yan Shi left, Zhu Miao returned to his seat and patted me on the shoulder, and before he finished speaking, he stopped the word "big", and slowly removed his hand from my shoulder.

In this way, my emotional intelligence is really not high, and I don't know if others are like me, and when I am angry, I always get angry with irrelevant people or want to comfort them.

At least I've experienced this once in another capacity, and I was scolded by others when I was supposed to be comforting. At that time, I secretly blamed myself in my heart, was the tone of my speech wrong, or was there a problem with the point of comfort, or was it the anger that was greater?

Maybe we're taking ourselves too seriously. I remember one time Qian Duo and I were on the phone on the side of the road, and we dialed three times in succession, but the phone didn't respond, so we wanted to try another one.

But the old man who looked at the phone was not happy, and grabbed Qian Duo's arm and insisted on charging us three times for three minutes. After a while, before we were angry, he was annoyed first. said that he was also covered by someone, and if he didn't give money, he would abolish us.

When the stalemate came, the police car came, and when I called Uncle Jin to the person who got out of the car (Uncle Jin's real name is Jin Dapeng, I met through Shen Xiaofeng, the police in that area), the old man let go of Qian Duo with a smile on his face.

Later I learned that the man with the old man was green-haired.

In the political class on the second day, the person in class was not Yan Shi but the head teacher. Teacher Zhou's original words were, "Mr. Yan has something to ask for leave today, so I will change classes with him." ”

"Hey! Master, you can wash and sleep. "Zhu Miao, as long as he thinks of this stubble, he will always squeeze me.

In fact, it is difficult to have sleepiness in the class teacher's class. The content in the textbook is only the introduction to his class, and most of the knowledge he talks about is something other than the textbook.

For example, he talked about "Lin Daiyu Enters Jiafu" for a week, and there is not much left in the first 80 episodes of the entire "Dream of Red Mansions". As for the latter one, it is unsightly in his words.

When encountering unappetizing texts, he can eliminate three or four days of preparation in one class, and also leave time for self-study. When it comes to self-study time in Chinese classes, you are allowed to read extracurricular books, and the premise is that they must be famous books.

Of course, I, and only I can have another option - sleep. As for the study time, I also benefited a lot, such as "Reminiscences of the Past", "The Unbearable Lightness of Life", "The History of Confucianism", "Dream of Red Mansions", "Pride and Prejudice", "Jane Eyre", "Robinson Crusoe", ......

Most of it is in these times. Of course, it's not really just for the sake of crossing, and I don't know if it's an advantage or a disadvantage.

As soon as I start with many things, I will always force myself to finish it, so I have read some bad books completely, not expecting the peak loop to turn into a good situation, but trying to characterize it as a bad book with reasonable evidence, so that others have nothing to refute.

For famous books, what attracts me is not all the words in the book, but also the overwhelming praise outside the book. In response to those compliments, I can easily find many flaws in other people's words.