Our political teacher's surname is Chen, and we usually call him Teacher Chen.

I like to smoke in class, so I smoke in the classroom. The unpleasant smell of smoke was very choking, especially for the students sitting close to the front row, it was a living disaster.

For example, me.

I remember one time he was drunk, his face was flushed, he walked staggeringly, and he walked crookedly and walked onto the podium.

However, I have to be convinced, the junior high school teacher is still very powerful, he can give lectures when he is drunk, and he can write a board book, he is still so upright and boxy.

Mr. Chen is slightly chubby, middle-aged, a few years older than Lao He, and does not wear glasses.

When it comes to politics, he is very open-minded, the voice of the lecture is very loud, and Mandarin is also standard, the only thing is that he has a bad temper.

But this incident, it seems that he is not to blame.

One day, in a political class, the teacher was lecturing on the podium, and a classmate in the class was blatantly eating spicy noodles in class.

The smell is still very clear after many years.

The choking smell of smoke mixed with the pungent spicy smell of the strips, coincidentally, I sat in the middle of the two, and I couldn't escape either of them.

The head was dizzy, and the classmate sitting by the window immediately opened the window.

Funnily enough, Mr. Chen was still unmoved by the lecture, completely ignoring the "rich" spicy taste.

Of course, it is also possible that the quality of the cigarette in his hand is very good, and after one puff, all other flavors are eclipsed.

What happened later made me realize that I was too young to think that the spicy noodles were too much.

A male classmate blatantly stood up with a political book, sat in the back row, took a bucket of instant noodles, and casually carried a hot water bottle, soaking spicy beef-flavored instant noodles in the politics class.

Another pungent smell wafted over, and this class was really stimulated, and my poor little nose was in a state of mind.

Forget it, the teacher doesn't care anyway, I'll just ignore it, just a few minutes, and the patience will pass, just the teacher, can we not smoke in the classroom?

Just as I was pouring myself ecstasy soup, suddenly, a piece of chalk flew over my head and flew straight towards the standing political book.

Our eyes focused on the perpetrator with the head of the chalk.

I saw him holding a fork and spoon, with noodles still hanging in his mouth, and red soup stains on the corners of his mouth......

With a look of bewilderment, he turned around and returned to Mr. Chen, showing a frightened expression.

Everyone laughed, and the sound of "hahaha" shook the roof.

Teacher Chen's eyes widened angrily and said, "It's okay to eat spicy noodles, and I still eat instant noodles in class...... Have you considered our feelings? ”

The classmate didn't hesitate, swallowed the noodles one by one, took out a piece of toilet paper and wiped it, and said, "Then you smoke in class, and you don't consider our feelings." ”

I secretly admired in my heart: "This is a hero!" The words that I had been holding back for almost a year were said in one breath.

I almost suffocated into internal injuries. ”

However, although his words were reasonable, the classmates all smiled and sat upright, not daring to squeak.

From childhood to adulthood, there are no more than three kinds of consequences for confronting teachers in class:

1. Beat me in the court;

2. Notify parents to discuss expulsion;

3. Give a beating in court first, and then contact the parents to discuss the expulsion, kill one and kill twice, and make an example of the monkey twice.

I shook my head and let out a soft sigh, "Ah! ”

He lamented in his heart: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return!" "Comrade, I will remember you, rest assured to ......"

Teacher Chen angrily threw another piece of chalk head, and the "snap" was smashed on the head of the "strong man", the power of the flood had exploded, and he roared angrily: "Little rabbit, dare to slam your mouth, get out!" ”

The male classmate got up slowly, shook his head and really "rolled" out, stood at the door of the classroom for less than two minutes, and then went out to visit the campus.

"This guy has a really good mentality, isn't he afraid of being fired?" I muttered to myself.

Chen Tao muttered in a low voice: "It's good to have a background, dare to eat instant noodles in class, don't be afraid of being opened, even Teacher Chen can only eat deflated." ”

"It's amazing, it's because I'm lonely. In junior high school, in addition to those who are really not afraid of death, there is also one that can't die at all. It turns out that this buddy is the second type of legend. I sighed in my heart.

But not everyone knows that this buddy has a background.

I only know that in the later political class, there were a lot of leave slips for the squad leader for inexplicable reasons.

If the perpetrator of the mischief had been fired, the situation would have been reversed.

Strange thing, I don't know if this teacher is really kind, he didn't tell the head teacher when he took leave from class several times in a row.

People are like this, if you see too many people walking at night and don't encounter ghosts, you will feel itchy in your heart, and you want to try it.

I'm one of those people who itches in my heart.

On that day, the sky was high and cloudy, and the sky was clear. I made an appointment with classmate Wu Yan to stuff a leave note for the class leader before today's politics class, with the reason being: "I have a cold and I have to go to the hospital to see a doctor." ”

Pretending to be sick and weak, the two of them threw away the leave slip and walked around the campus during political class.

I really haven't seen the campus at this time.

The campus we see is a campus in the morning, noon and evening, physical education class and recess.

Instead of smelling the pungent smell of smoke, the nose can finally relax, but breathe in the fresh air and admire the trees, flowers and buildings that fill the garden.

This is what "freedom" feels like.

Sitting on the stones by the small pond, the water surface in the sun is washed like a mirror, reflecting the lush flowers and trees around us, the pale blue sky, the soft clouds, the agile birds, and us laughing.

I touched the clouds in the water with my hand, stared at the water, and asked, "Wu Yan, why do you want to skip class?" ”

The smile on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a tired and sad face, and said, "It's Thursday today, I want to go home early."

I'm so tired after this week's class, I want to give myself a vacation.

Anyway, as long as you ask for leave, Mr. Chen doesn't care how good it is!

What about you? Why do you want to skip class? ”

I looked at the scenery around me, looked at her again, and said with a smile, "Because I'm so well-behaved and want to taste rebellion."

I want to experience what it's like to be a bad student. ”

After listening to me, she said with an incomprehensible expression: "Skipping class can't be considered a bad student, it can only be considered a bad student, and only those who fight are considered bad students, hehe......"

She smiled wickedly and stared at me.

I subconsciously crossed my hands, hugged myself, and asked nervously, "You...... What do you want to do, I don't want to fight at the moment, just experience the feeling of skipping class today. ”

She tapped me on the head and said, "What do you want, I don't fight."

Then you can have a good experience.

Study Commissioner, can I interview you? She casually picked up a dead twig, feigned the microphone, and asked.

I nodded and said with a smile; "Yes."

She asked seriously, "What do you do when you skip class?" ”

I thought about it carefully and replied: "I was a little nervous, I was afraid of being caught and beaten by the teacher, but I was a little happy, I felt like I had just been released from prison, very free and unrestrained;

In the end, a little self-blame, the top three took one more political class than me in the classroom, and I was really afraid that they would be worse off in this subject at the end of the semester.

With that said, I want to go back to class again. ”

She looked at me, hated iron but not steel, and said, "Hey, it's all warped, it's fun, why do you care so much?" ”

I nodded and said, "That's right, let's go out and buy something delicious." ”

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