The next day, during recess, Wang Qianyi asked me to study a math problem with him in the previous class, but Yin Ming asked me to accompany him to the toilet. I'm having a hard time, Yin Ming waved his hand: "You can study, I can go by myself, you don't have to accompany me." Seeing the slightly lonely look in his eyes when he turned around, I decided to make amends by calling him to the playground between the next class.

"You really don't have to accompany me, don't let everyone ignore you when I hurt you." He was talking about himself, but I felt like he was blaming me. "Don't worry, I'm very good at making friends with others, everyone liked me when I was in kindergarten, and it's the same now, although I met Huang Huan, Wang Qianyi and you in one day yesterday. But after all, I just started school, and it was the first time I left home, and I didn't quite adapt to it, so you can watch it after today, and I will be able to mingle with everyone immediately, and everyone will naturally play with us at that time, and wrap it up on me. "I deliberately didn't mention that it takes time and people to connect with each other.

Probably because no one played with him except me, so when I saw that I was quite close to my tablemate, he was jealous like a little girl. This is the power of words, I just said it casually, but when I got to him, I took it as a mountain alliance and a sea oath to believe it. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "I'll help you think of some tricks to cure the stupid big guy." "Stupid big man naturally refers to Huang Huan." Well? What's the trick? "He's vengeful and interested." Didn't he make a small report to get everyone not to play with you? Won't it be over if you robbed him of the right to make a small report? Wouldn't it be better for you to be the head of the dormitory? "This was inspired by yesterday's hard thinking in the toilet, when I thought about how to make Huang Huan, a stupid big man, the head of the dormitory, if only someone else. Yin Ming has a gentle personality, and our relationship improved by leaps and bounds last night, so I would be happy if he could replace him.

Unexpectedly, Yin Ming's head shook into a rattle: "No, no, no, I don't dare, I don't dare to go to the teacher, what can I say?" I can't, or you can come, I'm scared when I think about it. "This stumped me, let me come up with ideas, I want to lose the recruitment, let me go to school on the second day to find a teacher to ask for an official, to be honest, I don't dare." I can't do it either, I asked Teacher Wang Qianyi why he chose Huang Huan as our dormitory director, and he analyzed that because Huang Huan was born in January, it is equivalent to being one year older than all of you. I was already one year younger, not to mention that I was from Layue, two years younger than him inside and out, I asked the teacher to remove his official and let me be the teacher, it is strange that the teacher is capable. Even if the teacher asks me to be the one, who can I control? Huang Huan is older than everyone else, so he has to use the teacher to scare people?! ”

After listening to my big set of analysis, Yin Ming was stunned for a moment, first nodded, and then shook his head, "You have more eyes and eyes, and you are better than me, you can do this matter, I really can't do it, you can help me." At this time, the class bell rang, and we hurriedly ran back, and Yin Ming asked me to hook him while running, and asked me to promise to help him vent his evil anger.

I really regret that I didn't shoot myself in the foot at the beginning, so I agreed to come down, and I didn't listen to the next lesson about flowers, plants, cats and dogs in the nature class, and I repeatedly fantasized about the scene where I went to the teacher's office. Rehearse what I should say, and what the teacher will say. Shake your head, it won't work. So what am I going to say? Then the teacher should have said that again. It doesn't work either.

In this way, I spent several days in repeated self-struggles, but then I really didn't dare to go to the teacher if I wanted to break down, so I gradually put this matter down first.

In the past few days, I have developed a set of habits, I basically don't sleep during my lunch break, and stay in the cafeteria after eating to brush the dishes with the canteen aunts, which is also the experience I have summarized before, I feel that adults seem to like children to wash the dishes, as long as I help, I say that the child is really sensible. After washing the dishes, I picked up garbage while reading books in and around the dormitory building, and every time I was seen by the school leaders and teachers, I would praise all of them. In fact, I didn't do this completely voluntarily, it was nothing more than enjoying their beautiful words and doing it for the adults, but although it was a pretence, I really did these practical things, so it was not a superficial job, it was all my hateful vanity, who didn't want to lie down comfortably and take a nap.

But it's strange to say, pretending to be pretending, this series of things has really become my habit. Adults are gradually getting used to it, praising me less and less, but I didn't stop, mainly because the label of "sensible child" restrained me and made me self-hypnotic, the more I silently dedicated, the more adults praised me for being sensible, and the more they praised me, the more energetic I did. So much so that now they don't have to praise me, and they regard this work as my duty, and I hate that even I think so.

The children are greedy, playful, and sleepy at an age, so no one cares what I do at noon every day, the head teacher was looking for me at first, and then saw that I was not washing the dishes at noon every day, or picking up garbage, she was also relieved, and sometimes when I accompanied other grade teachers, I had to take them to see me, boasting "See?" This is my class, the good boy I taught! ”。

However, it is not because of what I did that our homeroom teacher became the happiest person in the whole school. But because the school was just built at that time, the office environment was bad, and even the principal did not have his own lounge, let alone the staff dormitory of ordinary teachers, and the teachers spent their lunch break in the plastic greenhouse called the "office".

And my teacher, Ms. Wang Liying, the first-grade homeroom teacher, was able to lie on my bed to rest while I was on vacation. I guess that's probably why she liked me so much later.

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