Mr. Dobbins reached into the drawer and casually touched it for a moment, then took out the book and leaned back into the chair. Tom glanced at Becky. He had a sudden inspiration: he was going to rush up, snatch the book from the teacher's hand, and run away from the door. But as soon as he was distracted, and when he hesitated for a moment, the teacher opened the book. Tom missed the opportunity, and he regretted it. It's over, it's too late to do anything, and I can't help if I want to. The teacher opened the book and immediately faced everyone.

Seeing the teacher staring at them, everyone lowered their heads, and even the students who didn't make mistakes were terrified. For about ten seconds, there was silence in the classroom. The teacher's anger was getting bigger and bigger, and he finally opened his mouth:

"Who tore this book?"

"Benjamin Rogers, did you tear the book?"

The teacher was rejected, and he paused for a moment and asked, "Joseph Harper, did you do it?"

Joseph denied that he had done it. The teacher asked this and that. Tom grew nervous and fidgety. After the teacher asked the boys, he turned to the girls after a little thought.

"Is Amy Lawrence you?"

She shook her head as well.

"Susan Harpper, did you do it?"

Another denial. The next time to ask Becky Thatcher was a lightning thought in Tom's mind, and he suddenly got up and said loudly that I did it!" The class stared at Tom in bewilderment, thinking that he was acting incredibly stupid. Tom stood for a moment as if to compose himself, and then stepped forward to accept the punishment.

Tom noticed that the poor girl, Becky, had a look of surprise in her eyes, then gratitude, and finally admiration, and he felt that it was worth a hundred lashes for it. Tom was so glad of his righteous deeds that he didn't snort at the harshest whipping ever received from Mr. Dobbins, and was punished for standing for two hours after school. He didn't care about this cruelty, because he knew in his heart that there would be someone out there who would willingly wait for him for two hours.

That night, before Tom went to bed, he was thinking about how to get revenge on Alfred Temple. Becky told all about his betrayal and the splashing of ink. But before Tom's mind turned to something nice. Thinking about it, Tom's ears sounded in a hazy sound of what Becky had just said: "Tom, how can your mind be so noble!"

In this way, he finally fell asleep.

Summer vacation is approaching, and the teacher, who has always been strict, is now more strict and demanding than ever, and his goal is to make all students perform well on the day of the exam. The whip and ruler in his hand are rarely idle now, at least to the younger ones. Only the oldest boys and young girls between the ages of 18 and 20 are not beaten. Mr. Dubbins's whip was particularly heavy. As a result, the younger boys were in constant fear and spent their evenings thinking about how to get revenge. They put away their eggs whenever they have time, and never miss any opportunity to make a mess for the teacher. If the children succeed, the punishment that follows is like a whirlwind and a majestic one, and it always ends in the complete failure of the children. But they were not willing to lose, but gathered together to plot, and finally came up with a clever plan, which was sure to lead to a brilliant victory. They found the child who was the signman, first asked him to keep it secret, and then told him their secret plan and asked him to help, it was really a hit, it turned out that the teacher had dinner at his house, and had offended the child in many things After a few days, the teacher's wife was going to the countryside to visit the house, so that they could implement the plan smoothly.

Zizi said that on the night of the big exam, when the teacher was almost drunk and fell on the chair, he "took the opportunity to do it", and then waited for the opportunity to wake him up and urge him to go to school quickly.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, that fun moment finally came.

The classrooms are brightly lit and hung with garlands and streamers with leaves and flowers tied to them. On the high podium, the teacher sat in that big chair like an emperor, with the blackboard behind him. Luckily, he didn't look like he was drunk. In front of him there were six rows of benches on which the dignitaries of the town sat and three rows of benches on each side of the students, where the parents of the students were seated. In the front left, behind the parents' seats, a large podium was set up, where all the candidates who took the evening exams were seated.

Students who didn't have exams were scattered elsewhere in the classroom.

The exams have begun. A young boy stood up and said as he had been prepared, "You probably didn't expect that a child my age would come up to the pulpit and give a public speech." And so on and so forth. As he spoke, he struggled to gesticulate, and although his movements were accurate, they were stiff, as stiff as a malfunctioning machine. He bowed mechanically and withdrew, and after receiving the whole little girl's way, he did not carry Ma Youzi and so on, and curtsy very seriously. After winning a round of applause from everyone, she blushed and Tom Sawyer stepped forward very confidently, reciting the famous poem "Unfree Feeling and sat down happily."

I'd rather die. He spoke generously, and from time to time he made large gestures, but he couldn't pick it up halfway through with his back on his back. His legs trembled, and he felt like he was suffocating. All the people present did sweat for him, but no one said a word, which made him feel more uncomfortable than sympathizing with him. Later, the teacher frowned, and Tom was finished. He stammered and tried to recite it, but after a while he slipped off like a defeated rooster. The audience wanted to applaud or two, but the applause disappeared as soon as it started, and then someone recited famous verses such as "The boy stood on the burning deck" and "The Assyrians are coming". This was followed by a reading aloud performance and a spelling competition. A few people looked extremely proud when they recited the language class. The final golden program finally arrived at the girls' own original masterpiece", everyone stepped forward one by one to stand on the side of the talk, and when they had cleared their throats, they took out the manuscript (tied with bright ribbons) and read it. One of the distinguishing features of these essays is that they are also their failures: each essay ends with a deep-seated didactic phrase.

It's like a dog with a broken tail, it's uncomfortable.

Whatever their "masterpieces" involve, they rack their brains and try to make people think about it in order to gain moral or religious enlightenment. In full view of the public, although this kind of preaching gives people the feeling of falsehood, this kind of atmosphere cannot be eliminated, and it is still the same today. Perhaps, as long as the world exists, this kind of insincere preaching will be extinguished forever

T. Is there any school in this country where a girl doesn't feel compelled to add a didactic word at the end of the article? What's even more interesting is that the more unruly and less religious the girls, the longer and more religious their essays will be.

The first essay read aloud was titled "Is this life?" 》。 The following is an excerpt from the "Dimensional" reader.

The imagination of the flying gallop paints a rosy joyful scene.

The fashionable trendsetter indulges in the dream of drunkenness and gold, finds himself in the midst of a happy crowd, and becomes a star in the eyes of everyone. She behaves gracefully, wears a plain robe, and dances through a labyrinth of joy. Her eyes are the brightest, and her steps are the lightest.

Dreamy and wonderful, time flies, and the moment waiting for her to enter heaven has come. What she saw was as if it had been ignited, like a fairy descending to earth! Everywhere you go, things change and the scenery becomes more beautiful. But after a short time, she found that her beautiful appearance was in vain:

The sweet words that had once made her heart flutter were now harsh: the ballroom had become unremarkable; She withdrew emaciated, convinced of how worldly pleasures could soothe the desires of the soul! And so on and so forth, and as they were read, the crowd erupted into a hum of satisfaction, and from time to time they suddenly whispered, "How wonderful!" Unpretentious!" The last sermon was particularly uncomfortable, and everyone wished it was over sooner. As soon as the reading was finished, the audience reported it

Then another girl came up. She had dark eyes, black hair, and even dark skin. When she came up, she paused for a moment, and it was a memorable pause. Then she looked pained, and began to read in a solemn and rhythmic voice.

A dream

The night was dark, with strong winds and torrential rain. God is high above, and there is no star protection exhibition around: the thunder waves, the sky is full of roars, and it is deafening to say.

Angry Okan lightning pierced through the dark clouds and pierced the night sky, threatening to devour Franklin. The scientist on the flat ground bravely released the wind and waited to measure the electricity when the lightning was intertwined. Dafeng also rose from the ground to help the thunder and lightning swarm to attack it, and the field was even more desolate.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we're going to be windy and rainy here, as long as you follow me, I guarantee that you can get everything you want," Tom was full of confidence, shouting at Lin Muchen and his friends.

"What the hell is going on? Do you mean something else? "What the hell is going on? This is really uneasy in Lin Muchen's heart,

"Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't told you everything, we're here, as long as you can do this, follow me, I will definitely be able to help you get a lot of things, as long as you can follow me completely, follow me, don't think about anything else, as long as you follow me in your heart, I will definitely give you everything you want, so, you have to come on, as long as you work hard, rest assured, I will give you all this." Tom's domineering appearance is rare for Lin Muchen, he just touched his nose briefly, then sighed softly, and stopped talking.

"Good, good, good, as long as it's something that Captain Tom gave us, we will definitely work hard to complete it." The people below are also shouting, looking at this momentum, Lin Muchen also has no bottom.