When Lin Yawen walked into the classroom, the time was 7:20 in the morning, and although he was not late, the students had already started to read in the morning. Lin Yawen felt a little gray, feeling that his "bold words" yesterday were simply insulting himself, and he almost forgot it in just one night, and he was unwilling to get up early. Thinking of this, Lin Yawen pinched his arm, sat on the stool, and picked up the Chinese textbook.

Today's Chinese teacher, Mr. Li, asked me to memorize the text, which is not too long, Lin Yawen read the text while secretly glancing at Ling Yue with his eyes. Ling Yue, on the other hand, was very serious in reading, and from time to time he was still writing something in his exercise book. Lin Yawen looked at him quietly, remembering the dream last night, and his face quietly turned red. She involuntarily tugged at the shredded hair around her ear, trying to concentrate on her endorsement.

After a while, Teacher Li came over to read in the morning. Ms. Li, the Chinese teacher, is a very beautiful girl. She had jet-black shawl hair, which sometimes spread out like a cascading waterfall; Sometimes it is tied into a bun, revealing a smooth forehead. Mr. Li loves to wear skirts, all kinds of skirts, sometimes a long white skirt, sometimes a light purple skirt. Moreover, she will also match her skirt with earrings of different styles, and then apply a little light makeup. Her beauty has a kind of plain and elegant that washes away the lead, and there is also a kind of demure and indifference.

All the students love and fear Teacher Li, because although Teacher Li's voice is soft and beautiful, but extremely strict, she rarely laughs in class, only when the students answer the questions, and the answers are correct and wonderful, she will smile slightly, showing her white front teeth.

Although her smile is not a shy flower, it will always give people a feeling of spring breeze. The nervousness born of fear will be slightly relaxed at that moment. Of course, there are not many such times.

Mr. Li wore a black skirt today, with a light brown tight-fitting mid-sleeve knitted top, her hair tied into a bun, and a pair of small black stud earrings.

It's so beautiful, Lin Yawen sighed in his heart. She wished she could grow into such a beautiful girl, but when she thought of her dark skin, her short tomboy-like hair, and her not very beautiful face, she felt that it was simply a fantasy.

It's better to memorize the text, Lin Yawen sighed again, and put his mind on memorizing the text.

Teacher Li began to check the recitation, and the class was full of people, and everyone was concentrating on memorizing.

Today, the Chinese teacher did not ask everyone to stop reading when checking the recitation, but walked around the classroom and checked at the same time. She usually walked and tapped on the classmate she wanted to check, the classmate who was honored to be clicked, and stood up and recited. If the recitation is successful, Teacher Li will smile and nod his head and signal the student to sit down; If you can't recite it, she will squint at you and see you feel a chill down your spine. Then, she would say softly: Stand and read. It's not very loud, but it feels very harsh.

While reciting the book, Lin Yawen looked at the students who were called up by Teacher Li to see who could pass and who was unfortunate enough to stand and endorse.

While reading, Mr. Li walked to Lin Yawen's side and knocked on Lin Yawen's desk, Lin Yawen reflexively stood up and began to memorize.

"The heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds and work their ...... Muscles and bones, hungry ......" Lin Yawen's brain was blank, and those sentences that she barely remembered seemed to be lost at this time, and she was unwilling to come out of her mouth, so Lin Yawen stood and stood and endorsed.

If it had been left in the past, Lin Yawen would not have been afraid to stand, but now she was a little depressed and a little ashamed.