Seventy-eight
I really don't want to start school! Shi Jiaojiao shrunk her hands and feet to get dressed, and sighed and came to her mother who was preparing breakfast. "On the first day of school, why are you so listless!" "It's just that the school year is listless!" Shi Jiaojiao replied, Shi's mother took the pickled dried radish from the big glass bottle the year before, and when she heard her daughter's words, she said strangely: "Is this still my daughter?" How much I loved going to school when I was a child, but now it's like this? ”
Shi Jiaojiao pursed her mouth, and while taking the full bowl of porridge brought by her mother, she said, "Hey, it's not that I don't want to start school." I'm afraid that the math teacher will ......" Shi's mother laughed, took the chopsticks of the two, motioned to Shi Jiaojiao to the dining table, and said: "Silly girl, I have passed the exam, isn't it normal to be scolded by the teacher for poor grades?" "It's not normal, I haven't experienced it." Shi Jiaojiao held the bowl and said worriedly.
On the first day of school, the first class of all subjects began with the explanation of the test papers of the previous semester, but the math class of the day was in the third period in the afternoon, which caused Shi Jiaojiao to be anxious for most of the day. When the math teacher stepped into the classroom, Shi Jiaojiao felt that her gaze was particularly sharp, and it seemed that a lesson was inevitable.
Who knew how much it was! The tall female teacher with an outdated wavy hairstyle did not say much about the students' performance, but only mentioned that several students who usually have good math scores have not performed well enough, and criticized a male student who scored more than 120 points in the test by name, and the students who failed were only summarized as "as many as 30%".
After taking this math class, compared to the happiness of escaping, Shi Jiaojiao felt more in her heart, and she was actually disappointed that the teacher didn't care about it. It was the first time she had fallen out of a teacher's attention span, making all her previous fears of this "crusade" ridiculous. "I'm really self-inflicted."
When she returned to class after dinner, Shi Jiaojiao saw a plastic wrapper lying on the table from a distance. She walked over suspiciously, and found that Pan Xuemei, who was at the same table, had been smirking at herself, so she asked first, "What are you laughing at?" Pan Xuemei smiled and shook her head, pointed to the things on the table, and said, "Take it apart and take a look." ”
Shi Jiaojiao picked it up and took a look at it, and found that it was the kind of complex greeting card that might have a standing painting, a pendant, or a sound after opening. She looked at it and stuffed it into the belly of the table, and asked, "Is it also popular to send greeting cards during the Lantern Festival now?" Pan Xuemei looked disappointed and replied angrily: "Of course not, if you want to send it, you will also send a lantern!" Shi Jiaojiao didn't notice the other party's unhappiness, and asked, "Then why do you send greeting cards?" ”
Pan Xuemei's unhappiness came and went faster, and when she heard Shi Jiaojiao's question, she smiled all over her face, and leaned into her ear and said, "You don't know this, right?" Tomorrow is Valentine's Day! After speaking, he returned to his place and waited to see Shi Jiaojiao's reaction. Shi Jiaojiao was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, and after being stunned for a few seconds, her face turned red.
She quickly took out the greeting card, opened the package, and found that there was a delicate message envelope inside. She was hesitating to go home and look at it again, Pan Xuemei leaned over with a smiling face and pouted in a ghostly manner, "Open it up and take a look." Shi Jiaojiao was a little embarrassed, pushed the shoulders of the same table and said, "You go aside, I'll see for myself." Pan Xuemei pursed her lips and turned her head reluctantly.
The message is very short, and it says: Shi Jiaojiao, I wish you eternal happiness on a special day. “MR…… X......" Shi Jiaojiao pinched the card and couldn't help but wonder, who is such a contrived sign-off? "Mr. X, wow...... I didn't expect this person to have a lot of ideas! Pan Xuemei nodded, with a bit of appreciation in her tone. Shi Jiaojiao didn't say a word, she packed up the greeting card, took out her homework again, and ignored the eyes of her table full of desire to communicate the whole time.
In the middle of the evening self-study in the first half, the political teacher on duty changed classes and took the stage to maintain discipline. The teacher walked on the front foot, and the sound of the back foot in the class sounded the sound of each other's ears. The representative of the political class symbolically said "stop arguing" and did her own thing, and after a while, even she herself whispered and laughed with the classmates in the front row.
Pan Xuemei took advantage of the good situation of her speech and hurriedly asked Shi Jiaojiao: "How is it?" Want to know who sent you the card? Shi Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, and finally fixed her eyes on the face of the same table, and said ruthlessly: "I don't want to." The girl rolled her eyes and whispered, "It can't be your boyfriend, right?" "What are you talking nonsense, you have a boyfriend!" "Oh, no. Then don't you wonder who it is? Or do you know it in your heart? Shi Jiaojiao looked at the other party's monkey-like clever expression, felt funny, and said indifferently: "I don't know, no." ”
The other party was just about to reply, and the classroom suddenly fell silent, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps from behind, followed by the voice of a boy screaming: "Wow wow, it hurts to death, don't pull it, teacher!" The students in the front row couldn't help but look back and see a man with glasses in the Mediterranean Sea pulling the boy's ear and saying angrily: "You still know that you are afraid of pain, I think you are going to heaven when you talk loudly!" "Don't, don't, teacher, I was wrong!" Pan Xuemei grinned and made a "grade director" mouth shape, Shi Jiaojiao had palpitations, and hurriedly made a "silence" action.
After the male classmates begged for mercy, the male teacher let go and said, "I spare you this time!" Then he walked straight to the podium, pointed to the representative of the political class, and said, "You maintain discipline like this, can your teacher be satisfied?" The lively girl swallowed her saliva in fright, made a pitiful expression on the surface, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: fortunately I didn't speak when he came!
The head of the grade looked around the audience, raised his finger and pointed to the air, and said, "I don't know if I don't see it, I'm shocked when I see it!" How much can you make trouble! I walked down the whole sophomore year of high school, and it was the noisiest in your class, just like the vegetable market! Do you want me to apply to the school, and I will chat with you directly in the second half of the night's self-study! The students were silent, they all shook their heads stupidly, and even said "Don't" The director looked around for a week when he saw this, and then turned to ask the representative of the political class, "Which of your teachers is on duty?"
Before the frightened little girl could reply, the political teacher with the black folder hurriedly pushed the door in from outside. He originally secretly thought that these little guys had opened their minds today, but it wasn't until he saw the face of the grade director Tie Qing, his sharp eyes that he understood the situation, and a layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
The head of grade knew how to increase the prestige of his colleagues as a teacher, so he didn't have a seizure at the time, but just said, "I told you teachers to take care of you and see how much you have to say!" After saying that, he nodded to the young political teacher and went out through the back door again. The politics teacher knew that he would inevitably have to take a "politics lesson" during the recess.
As soon as the director walked away, he immediately walked up to the podium and asked the class representative who had packed up his things and was about to return to his position, "What's the situation?" The class representative lowered his head and said weakly: "The director said that we are like a vegetable market." The male teacher sighed, looked at the students with different expressions and laughed and cried, propped his hands on the side of the podium and said, "I was killed by your living treasures." As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, the political teacher waved his hand and left with an expression of wanting to confess. Shi Jiaojiao sat on the side of the aisle, and immediately stood up and walked out of the classroom, leaving Pan Xuemei to look at her with a sad face.
As soon as she saw Xia Lei, she was dragged to the toilet by Xia Lei, "I'm in a hurry!" I want to go to the toilet as soon as I go to class. Shi Jiaojiao smiled at Xia Lei, and saw Wu Xingfei coming out of the back door of the classroom, lying on the guardrail of the corridor with two or three boys, turning his head in his direction from time to time. Shi Jiaojiao retracted her gaze and said, "Let's go, go to the toilet first." Xia Lei grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's arm and went downstairs together.
"What are you looking for from me?" Xia Lei looked at Shi Jiaojiao and took out a tissue to wipe her hands. Shi Jiaojiao looked at Xia Lei and said, "Actually, it's nothing. "Say it quickly, don't grind!" Shi Jiaojiao thought for a while, pursed her lips and said, "I received a greeting card, I don't know if it was sent by Wu Xingfei." Xia Lei shouted, "What! Then he said with a funny face, "He still likes you!" ”
Seeing Xia Lei's reaction, Shi Jiaojiao regretted discussing with her at that time, and immediately said coldly: "Ah, forget it." When I didn't say anything! "How could it be! I knew, I said how this person was always close to me, and almost thought he was interesting to me, hahahaha. ”
Shi Jiaojiao looked at her friend with a "heart like ashes", and Xia Lei calmed down and asked about the situation. After listening to Shi Jiaojiao's narration, Xia Lei thought for a moment, patted her head and said, "MR. X is Wu Xingfei! "How do you know?" Xia Lei smashed her mouth and said: "You don't know, once in math class, the teacher had a crazy function problem, saying that there were only two or three people who did the right thing in our school last year, but within a quarter of an hour, Wu Xingfei said a number, the teacher didn't hear clearly and asked 'what', he was funny, patted his chest and replied, 'X, I said X', his answer was right, and someone called him X. Shi Jiaojiao nodded when she heard this, but did not express her opinion.