At that time, my tail was cocked to the sky.

There were really classmates who came to learn from me, and I glanced at Qiao Datou, who was sitting in his seat and concentrating on his homework.

Hehe smiled, quite proud: "Well, well, well, this, the IQ of a genius is brought out of the womb, and others can't learn it." ”

Qiao Zimo, whose academic performance has never fallen below the top three in the year, also has difficulties, such as the Chinese teacher shouting to write an essay with a very straightforward title - my father.

In composition class, the teacher criticized Qiao Zimo and me by name.

This is a bit unexpected to me, it is normal for my essay to be criticized, but big head, is it the sun that comes out in the west?

The teacher first called me up to read the composition I had written.

I'm dragging it, just reading it, who hasn't read an essay yet.

I began to read: My father, my father Bai Jianjun is a wise and martial policeman, don't look at him wearing a police uniform and looking like a dog. But at home, he is a veritable poop ear. For example, when my mother says to the east, he doesn't dare to say west, and my mother says that the sun rises in the west, but he never dares to say that the sun rises from the east. My mother said, Bai Jianjun, sometimes I wonder if you are still a man? My dad would say, Queen, if you say I'm a man, you're a man, if you say I'm a woman, I'm a woman, and if you say I'm a shemale, I'm a shemale......

A group of classmates laughed loudly.

Teacher Zhao couldn't help but laugh and said.

"Bai Ziran, if your father is not a man, may I ask if you jumped out of the crack in the stone like Sun Monkey?"

I smiled.

"Teacher, I sent it with a phone bill."

There was another burst of laughter underneath.

It was Qiao Zimo's turn to read the composition on stage.

Qiao Zimo's white face was flushed, like a blooming lotus flower, white in powder, pink in white, pink and beautiful.

The classroom was very quiet, and everyone was looking forward to what kind of essay the famous student had written, which provoked criticism from the teacher.

He began to read the composition: My dad, my dad was a police officer.

When everyone waited for the next article, he had no follow-up.

An essay that ends before it even begins.

I raised my hand: "Teacher, he wrote an essay last night, and when I got up at night, I saw him writing an essay, so I must have forgotten to hand it in." ”

The people below laughed again, and the famous troublemaker in the class grinned.

"Bai Ziran, you know whether Qiao Zimo went to the toilet to pull a tuba or a trumpet."

Qiao Zimo's face completely changed from pink to red apple, and he said writhingly.

"Teacher, I'm done."

Teacher: "Then you can show it to me?" ”

"Teacher, you read it, and I read it too."

Teacher: "That's it?" Didn't the teacher tell you about the six elements of composition? ”

Qiao Zimo had a pair of melancholy, crying eyes: "Teacher, I haven't seen my father for half a year, I can't even remember what he looks like, I don't know what to write." ”

The atmosphere in the classroom took a sharp turn, and everyone looked serious.

There are a few more sensual girls who secretly wiped their tears.

The teacher still criticized Qiao Zimo: "Zimo, the people's police is a sacred and admirable profession, and we are all proud of your father." But you can't just write one sentence in this essay! We have all said in the article, it comes from life, and it is higher than life, with your writing, there is still a beginning. ”

Originally, the teacher who was going to criticize me just now praised me by the way.

"Take a look at Bai Ziran, her father is also a policeman, why does she have so much to write? Although it is a running account, at least more than 600 words are written. ”

I felt a sense of pride and immediately stood up and reported it loudly.

"Teacher, I haven't seen our Bai Jianjun for almost half a year, but I still remember his appearance very clearly."

The teacher gave me a blank look: "You said that you are fat and you are still panting, go back and write a new one and hand it in." ”

I want to suck my own mouth.

I was at the same table Zhao Fang'er (her nickname is Aunt Zhao, because this girl is a microphone and loves to gossip very much.) It dawned on me.

"Bai Ziran, it turns out that you and Qiao Zimo are not born from the same father."

I said, "Or else?" ”

"I thought you were brothers and sisters, and you didn't have to kiss after a long time. So did you two give birth to the same mother? ”

I poked Zhao Fang'er's brain.

"Girl, your brain capacity is different from ordinary people, and you have a lot of ideas. Do you want to go back and I'll clean you up and clean up all the poop in your brain. ”

Zhao Fang'er blinked.

"So, are you brother and sister at all?"

I took a serious look at Zhao Fang'er's gossipy face: "Guess what? ”

The line in my heart is, I won't tell you, I'm going to kill your turtle son.

Between classes, Teacher Zhao smiled.

"Bai Ziran, is it true that what you wrote about your father in your essay?"

I looked serious: "Teacher, I have always been an honest child. ”

The teacher smiled even more slyly: "Well, I have to learn the art of husband control from Teacher Xie when I go back." ”

I lived in the shadow of Qiao Zimo until the second year of junior high school.

Fortunately, my mentality has always been better than ordinary people, otherwise if I changed to a girl, I am afraid that I would have been depressed a long time ago.

I have always had a lot of nerves, and I am in a hurry all day long, and Mr. Xie said that I am like a crazy girl who will never grow up.

Before the second grade of junior high school, I had been living as a crazy girl, but I was also very comfortable, except for the oppression of Qiao Zimo from time to time, and I had to sit at my desk and write my homework every night, everything was quite okay.

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, until a handsome boy in our class transferred from the provincial town.

It was he who gave me a strong sense of gender and gender, and it was as if I had been enlightened overnight.

In short, I fell in love with that boy for the first time.

Before that, I always felt that there was no substantial difference between men and women, except that girls came to their aunts every month.

So I was at home, and I asked Qiao Datou to buy me an aunt's towel.

This baby didn't know how to refuse, so she really went to the commissary at the door to buy it.

It's just that he went to buy it for almost an hour before he bought it back, and when he came back, I laughed at him for selling himself to Aunt Liu in the commissary as a grandson.

Later, my mother came home and counted me down, saying that a girl's family didn't know how to be ashamed, and asked a boy to buy an aunt's towel for herself.

I retorted with a lot of confidence at the time.

"Isn't a boy born to a mother? Isn't he a woman? What's wrong with him serving his female compatriots, besides, I have personally seen Bai Jianjun buy you an aunt's towel. ”

My mom was dumbfounded by my rebuttal.

But she still said: "In life, when you try not to trouble others, don't trouble others, and do what you can do by yourself, which is a virtue." ”

Teacher Xie didn't know what he was crazy about, and suddenly he wanted to give me a moral lesson.