Hagaoka's eyes widened.

"Zheng Kongyi, you're crazy!"

She raised her hand to snatch the torn painting back from Lao Zheng's hand, and by accident, her fingernails scratched Lao Zheng's neck, leaving two long blood marks.

"Call the teacher! You one by one, look at you, skipping class, skipping class, puppy love! And those who fought some time ago, if it weren't for my salary, you think I want to take care of you! I can't manage it well, I don't want to see it! ”

"Lao Zheng, have you encountered something, it's okay that everyone is a brother........

"What brothers, who are your brothers!" Lao Zheng pushed the boy away, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

"And you, ah, those who read comics and write novels, I don't know......" Lao Zheng suddenly rushed to a girl's desk, took out all the comic books and tore them up, and rushed to the next person.

"Enough!" Hao Jianren slapped the table suddenly, suddenly stood up, and pointed in the direction of the door, "If you don't want to see us, then you can fuck off!" You're a miser, Scrooge understands! Do you know that drawing comics is He Mei's dream, you tear not only comics, you tear other people's dreams, do you understand! How can there be a people's teacher like you! ”

"Yes, you go out ......"

"Get out ......."

Almost half of the class stood up with a slap on the table, blasted Lao Zheng out, and finally closed the door heavily.

The originally tidy classroom was in a mess in an instant.

"Do you say that there is something wrong with this Lao Zheng, he suddenly ran in and shouted so much, what else did he say, he didn't want to see us, and we didn't bother to see him......."

Hagaoka lay on his seat, as if crying.

I remembered what Lao Zheng said in the office. How can a person who hates students gamble with his job and get angry with the director........

I ran out of the door from the podium and went all the way to Lao Zheng's office.

He lay on the table, his whole body trembling.

"I just want to get along with them, why...... They won't listen to me, is it so hard to be a good teacher.........

Lao Zheng was crying so much that he could barely hear what he was saying, I had never seen an adult cry like this.

As students, we sometimes don't understand the good intentions of our teachers, nor do we understand some of their extreme actions. In fact, they care about their students.

I silently exited the office.

The next day, Lao Zheng's desk was empty, and the name of the head teacher at the door of the classroom was also replaced by Sayuri.

In the beginning, everyone said:

"Cut, I ran away in such a fit of anger, and I was bored. It's best to run, let's look at him and get upset......."

After a few days, these gossips also disappeared, and like Lao Zheng, he left forever.

Sayuri manages the class both gently and methodically, she treats naughty students very well, compared to Lao Zheng, an old teacher with several years of students, she seems more mature and stable, and is the most ideal homeroom teacher for her classmates.

However, I don't know why, everyone began to miss Lao Zhenglai.

Lao Zheng left like this, and to this day, everyone doesn't know why he suddenly changed as if he was a different person, and why he left suddenly. Some people say that there is something wrong with his family, so he has returned to his hometown, and some people say that he is gambling with us and will be back in a few days. I know the cause, but I don't know the consequences........

The day after Lao Zheng left, Yuqiu received a crooked painting with duct tape, which was clumsy and clumsy.

At the bottom, there is a line of small print. It's a font that we're all familiar with.

Very well drawn.......

There is no superfluous text.

Our whole class saw that painting, and we all had a hunch in our hearts, Lao Zheng, will never come back.

I suddenly remembered what I looked like when I first met Lao Zheng.

He said to me with a smile: "Little classmate, hello, I am your homeroom teacher Teacher Zheng, in the future, just call me Lao Zheng, the little rabbit cub in the class, they all call me like this........."

He once promised us to be the man who walked through the third year of high school with us and reached adulthood, but he later broke his promise.........

In the course after the second year of high school, the tasks become extremely heavy, and the speed of the teacher's lectures becomes very fast.

So, as soon as I got to recess, my head naturally fell softly, and I could fall asleep as soon as I touched the table, and this lazy idea of sleeping for ten minutes would only make the rest of the class more sleepy, but I couldn't control it.

On this day, Hagaoka suddenly knocked on my desk and called me to get up.

"Little pigeon, wake up."

"What are you doing....... I'm so sleepy......"

"Mu Xi came to you, hmph, he didn't take the initiative to look for me, when he called me in the corridor just now, I was still happy....... Alright, alright, you go. ”

My eyes could only open slightly, my mind was a mess, and I staggered to the door completely on my mind and familiarity with the terrain of the classroom.

"Hello senior....... Is there anything wrong? ”

"Tan Lige? Didn't you sleep well? ”

"I'm fine."

"That's right, your last script was very well written and the content was very novel, so I wanted to invite you to join our drama club. You see, we are about to take the college entrance examination, and the club has to be replaced, and I currently have no suitable candidate to be the minister. ”

"Senior, I think Yuqiu is more suitable than me, you better choose your own members."

Mu Xi seemed to stop me again and said something to me, I couldn't hear it clearly, I only remember that when the class bell rang, he left.

As soon as I got back to my seat, Hagaoka pestered me and asked.

"Little pigeon, what did Mu Xi tell you, tell me quickly, tell me quickly........."

"He, he may choose you as the next head of the drama club." I thought about it left and right, and I still don't want to talk to her about the previous paragraph, lest she think too much.

"Are you serious? Will Mu Xi consider making me a minister? You're not lying to me........" Hagaoka covered half of his face with his collar, trying his best to hide his smile.

I just said that it was possible, and Senior Mu Xi didn't say that he wouldn't choose Yuqiu, so I shouldn't lie to her if I say this.

"Absolutely."

"Really? What do you think....... Will Mu Xi also have a little bit and like me?"

Mu Xi likes An Yuqiu or not, I don't know; But how much Yuqiu likes Mu Xi, only she knows.

All her letters and gifts to him were anonymous; Every basketball game he played, she secretly followed, from beginning to end; When she was in physical education class in their class, she would run to the senior high school campus under the pretext of having a stomachache and help him fill the water cup with water and put a piece of chocolate; When she was in class, she liked to look out the window, knowing that she couldn't see the person she wanted to see, but as long as she knew what coordinate he was, she couldn't help but want to look in that direction.........

He came back from gym class and happened to be full; Sick and it so happens that there is medicine in the drawer; Go to the cafeteria to eat, and sometimes, it happens to be the last chicken leg in line.

All the coincidences you think are actually someone's scheming.

"I don't know."

I lowered my head, remembering Mu Xi's invitation just now, and suddenly lost my sleepiness.

Do you write a screenplay........

When I was in high school, it was especially popular among girls to write diaries and novels, especially girls who loved fantasies and wanted to pass the time in evening self-study. After all, this is the only activity that can be used as a valid reason to practice composition.

In my drawer, there is a stack of beautiful little notebooks, which I originally bought to draw some flower arrangements or simply use as scratch paper, but then they have been bought and watched for fun.

I picked one out of it and solemnly wrote today's date.

23 February, 2009........

After March, there was almost no shadow of the three high school students on the playground, and the people who usually had to come out to play basketball disappeared as if they were grounded.

"Oh my God, is the third year of high school so scary? Not even a single one has come out, this is a rare rainy recess......." Yuqiu looked at the empty playground of the senior high school campus and couldn't help but sigh.

Usually, that group of boys in the third year of high school would seize every minute and every second to go to the playground to play a ball and vent their emotions, but An Yuqiu, she would take my seat every time, leaning against the window, looking at the people she wanted to see.

"Little pigeon, you said that I haven't seen Mu Xi for two months, and I'm about to go out for art training, you said that he will leave after the college entrance examination, so won't I have a chance to let him know that I like him anymore?"

She lay on the table with a sad face, babbling and babbling.

"No, little pigeon, I want to confess to Mu Xi." Hagaoka suddenly slapped the table, and I was completely awakened.

"Oh, just do whatever you want......." I've been under so much pressure to study lately that I don't have the heart to listen to her confession plans at all.

"Do you think it's okay for me to confess to him on April 1st? I can avoid embarrassment if I am rejected like this, what should I wear? The white dress of the last time? ”

When we like someone, we are always extra careful, even if they misunderstand that they like others, we will never let them realize that I like you.

Like, if you want to give him a candy, you will give a candy to all the people around you, and finally, you will hand the candy to him and tell him in a bright way:

"It's a ....... everybody"