When the teacher saw her dressed like this, it was a heartache.

It was as if he had seen a good seedling slip out of his hand.

Then began to talk about life at length.

Shi Lu's ears were calloused, it was really enough.

That's what the elementary school teacher said at the beginning.

Her memory is really good, and she still remembers what her elementary school teacher said.

And really, she can recite it for you word for word.

"Then if you can't get into college, you won't be able to find a good job, and if you can't find a good job, you won't have a future, right?"

Shi Lu finally couldn't bear to accept the teacher's words.

The teacher glared at her, now that she knew she was doing something like this.

"Then you know you're still like this."

The teacher felt that what he said was useful, and he felt that he saw hope.

Such a good seedling, he must break it back.

"Not because I know, but because my elementary school teacher said it."

Shi Lu is also quite helpless about the teacher.

He usually doesn't like to talk nonsense with others like someone, and everything is solved directly with his fists.

But the teacher can't.

To respect the old and love the young, they are diligent educators.

We must be determined to be socialist successors who love to learn.

She can't do it if she loves learning, but as a socialist successor, the most basic thing is to respect the old and love the young.

"Teacher." Shi Lu looked at him very seriously.

Such a sudden overflow made the teacher a little nervous.

He couldn't believe that it was just a girl who had just entered junior high school.

"Do you know how many days I've been in school each semester since fourth grade?"

The teacher shook his head, a semester is at least more than four months, and the ghost knows how many days you have been in school.

"Three days at most." Shi Lu talked about this as if he was saying that the weather was good today.

"The most I spent in school was the final exams, and I was in school for a week after the start of the semester."

"Compared to my fourth-grade, fifth-grade, and sixth-grade teachers, your treatment is already very good."

The teacher looked at her in surprise.

Then I saw Shi Lu running to the desk of a junior high school math teacher at the next table and pulling out a test paper casually.

She pulled open the empty stool next door very domineeringly, and sat there very awesome and began to write the paper.

The teacher didn't quite understand what she was going to do.

After less than 20 minutes, Shi Lu slapped the math paper of the third year of junior high school directly on the teacher's desk.

The end result is ...... The teacher tearfully sends someone out of the office.

Shi Lu was in a good mood: "Then teacher, my dad will hand it over to you." ”

The teacher nodded without tears.

The current students are terrible.

Shi Lu walked out of the school gate in the spring breeze, and now she can go to the waves casually.

As soon as he reached the intersection, he saw an old woman who was struggling to cross the street.

Shi Lu's heart was a little complicated, but she still walked up to help the old woman.

Before you know it, it's dusk.

In the gloomy alley, Shi Lu sat on a wooden box on the side.

She looked indifferently at the person in front of her as she disposed of the corpse on the ground.

One of them said: "Master Huang, we really don't settle accounts with them?" ”

The man couldn't swallow the breath.

Hahahaha!

Do you think it's a childhood sweetheart, from school uniforms to wedding dresses?

Poor you've all been tricked by me.

(End of chapter)