The museum is very large, and Ye Sibai and Fu Qi stopped and visited for a long time.

After lunch, continue the tour in the afternoon.

President Han, a passionate patriot, raised his horn and ordered: "After the visit, everyone should write a 2,000-word visit experience." No plagiarism! Whoever dares to plagiarize, call the parents directly! ”

The students screamed in a terrible voice...

"2000 word essay, so much?" Teacher Lin also came to visit, and when he heard Principal Han's words, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Old Han, I remember that I only wrote 1,000 words last year. ”

Principal Han smiled heartily: "This is different, this year is the centenary of the War of Independence. ”

Teacher Lin glanced at this person helplessly: "I remember that when we were studying, you would even have to think about an eight-hundred-word essay for a long time, and you would have to ask me to help write it every time. It's better now to bully them in turn. ”

Principal Han shrugged, and then smiled: "Feng Shui takes turns." By the way, the essay you wrote for me before, I still have it, as a treasure. ”

Teacher Lin's ears turned red: "This kind of thing occupies a place." ”

There were too many students on the scene, and it was inconvenient for Principal Han to move too much, so he only patted Lin Yue's shoulder gently: "How can it, I keep everything you gave me, and let's rummage through the quilt together at night." ”

Teacher Lin's delicate face surfaced with embarrassment, pretending to visit the ruins museum, not wanting to chat with this perverted guy.

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Continue the afternoon with a visit to the Heritage Museum.

The museum is a large site and is a remnant of the War of Independence. Rusty tanks, airplanes, artillery, broken old buildings... It's like the end of the world, a barren place, like a haunted house.

Walking in it, I always feel that from the vicissitudes of a hundred years ago, from the soles of my feet to slowly wrap my whole body. The wind gusted and made people shudder.

There were two timid and squeamish girls who walked for a long time and were sore and weak. They didn't like it very much and yelled to leave.

"Teacher, it's so scary here, people don't want to visit it." A thin girl raised her hand and said delicately.

Another chubby girl, holding a bag of snacks in her hand, said vaguely, "Teacher Lin, why can't you eat here?" It's gloomy, and I need to eat to suppress my fright. ”

Lin Yue lowered his tone: "This is a war site, and basic respect must be maintained. Don't talk loudly and don't eat snacks. ”

"People have been dead for decades, what is there to respect, anyway, now there is no war in our country, His Majesty the Emperor is a Ming Jun." The fat girl muttered, deliberately throwing the snack bag into a ruin. The bright snack packaging bags are in stark contrast to the vicissitudes of the ruins.

The thin girl smiled contemptuously: "That's their bad luck, they were born in the war years, and they deserve to be killed." ”

The voices of the two girls were not small, and everyone else heard them, and there was a whisper around them.

Lin Yue frowned, his face was not very good-looking. Today's students, who grew up with a golden spoon in their mouths, know the hardships and hardships suffered by their ancestors.

"You threw this?" Suddenly, a cold voice floated in, slightly angry.

The fat girl turned around and saw Fu Qi bending down and picking up the snack bag packaging in the ruins of the war. Fu Qi picked up the snack bag packaging, turned over and jumped over the railing, and the momentum was compelling.

The fat girl took two steps back and stammered, "It's, I threw it, can you still hit me?" ”

Fu Qi didn't speak, and started directly.