When I got home on Friday, Ling Ming also returned.

Changed to a new school, he was off once a month.

"Hey, brother, I'll tell you something, our English teacher has changed." I put my school bag and talked to him watching TV next to me.

"Changed? What's wrong, was the previous English teacher bad? He asked in some surprise as he nibbled on the apple, and returned his gaze to the TV screen.

"No, the previous teacher was sick and had to be replaced. You may know the new teacher. I bowed my head, straightened my bag, and said.

"I know? Who? He continued to ask in surprise.

His surname is Wang ...... "I deliberately sold Guanzi, and I only said half of the words."

"Could it be Teacher Wang Linhua?" He finally became interested in my topic, and asked happily and in surprise.

I nodded.

He got up, went into his room, rummaged in the drawer for a long time, "crackling" for a while, he took out a photo, sat on the bed, held his eyes, the orange sun of dusk sprinkled on the bed from the window, looking at him motionless, it seemed to fall into memory.

"That's him, hehe, but he's a little older now." I pointed to Mr. Wang, who was hooked shoulders with my brother Ling Ming, wearing a plaid lining, and smiling brightly, and said.

"Hahaha, is he old? yes, yes, how long has it been since I graduated from junior high school. I was the first student he took, and the class was funny. The old brother said with a smile.

"Hey, yes, weird." I said with a smile.

"I'll call him and ask him to take care of you a little more. If you don't take the 140 test in the high school entrance examination, I'm sorry for your brother and me. He put the photo in a drawer and continued.

"Uh...... No, my English is not bad, and I am also the representative of the English class this semester, so you don't have to worry about it anymore and just take care of your own affairs. "I don't say this for any "care", I just want to sigh with him, this thing is really a coincidence.

"Oh, that'll do." After he finished with a blank face, he went into the living room again, and continued to indulge in his martial arts drama.

"Dragon Babu" is being played in the TV series, at this time, it is the time when all kinds of martial arts dramas are popular, and we have no other entertainment facilities, only TV, turn on the TV, and only these programs can be watched.

I'm not very interested in martial arts, in contrast, I prefer cartoons, I like the oversized eyes of the characters in it, the exaggerated beauty, and all kinds of nonsensical and fantasy plots in it.

Martial arts always revolve around a few "martial arts cheats" or a few "martial arts magic" and the like, or there are many sect disputes, the competition of martial arts alliance leaders, and the emotional relationship between the protagonist and various women...... I'm tired to watch, because in such a world, there are all kinds of conspiracies caused by power, fighting, killing, bloodshed, and the picture is very cruel, and I am too timid to understand this.

Or is the cartoon good-looking, so, is this the difference between a girl and a boy? Or is it the difference between an old boy and a little girl?

So, when he was watching TV, most of the time, I would go into my bedroom and do my homework, and when he finished watching it, I would watch my cartoons.

How can a child born in a family have such a different personality?

I sometimes fall into deep thought and panic, am I really picking it up at home?

I really don't know why I doubt my background, but I still hope that adults don't make this kind of "you picked it up by me" joke in front of children, children will believe it, just like me, I used to believe it for a while, and now I will doubt it from time to time.

But I still look a lot like my family, and this view is not valid. So, is my brother the one who picked it up?

It can't be, he looks so much like my dad.

It seems that part of the personality is still innate.

Born to be quiet, he was active.

My mom kept saying this, I was very withdrawn when I was a child, like a child with autism, I couldn't speak at the age of three, and my dad was worried about giving birth to a mute girl, so he was in a hurry and took me to the hospital for a check-up every day.

Then one day, suddenly I was able to speak, and I spoke very fluently and did not stutter.

My dad concluded that his daughter must have a future when she grows up, because she is so smart, she must follow him.

My mother only smiled on the side, but didn't speak, she was probably used to my father's character of taking good things on herself, and bad things on her.

I returned to school on Monday, and after English class, Mr. Wang happily kicked me out.

"Class representative, come out for a moment." He called out to me softly.

Unconsciously compare Lao Ban with Teacher Wang, because the two of them have completely different temperaments, one is very strong and the other is thin.

The "class representative" that came out of his mouth sounded particularly kind.

Under the shade of the tree, I looked into his sparkling eyes and asked, "Teacher, is there something wrong with you?" ”

He scratched his head and said with a smile, "Ling Ming is your brother?" ”

It must have been Ling Ming who greeted him, and I replied wryly, "Well, yes, my own brother." ”

"Hahaha, no wonder I see you look familiar. It turns out that Ling Ming, this kid, has such a big sister? He smiled even more.

Actually, I think you're familiar with it too!

I replied in my heart.

"He told me to take care of you more, so I'll take care of you more?" He even said with some seriousness.

Why does this sound so embarrassing, and my grades are not very bad, why do I need to be extra "taken care of"? Thinking of the "care" that the old class gave me before was either beaten or scolded more, an inexplicable chill welled up in my heart.

"Uh...... This, you feel free. I scratched my head and said with an innocent look on my face.

"Hahaha, okay, you go back. I'll look for you later if I have something. He smiled and turned to leave.

I looked at his thin figure, disappearing into the first corner, and sighed: "Temperament is still important!" ”

If you are well maintained, you can still be young like a child in your thirties, such as Mr. Wang; If you don't maintain it well, you can become a greasy uncle in your thirties, such as Lao Ban, our Lord He.

When I returned to my seat in the classroom, I watched the students on duty wipe off the English board books on the blackboard little by little, and all this in front of me was like a dream.

Obviously not intentionally, but the result is particularly deliberate, is it possible that when people's will is strong enough, will they change the trajectory of some things?

Of course, if I could, I would rather not be the representative of this English class, so that Zhu Ya would not suffer the pain of life and death.

But there is not much cause and effect between these, because in the vast universe, we are all small drops in the ocean, and although the oars of fate are in our hands, we have to be pushed forward by the great waves of life.

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