"Whoever has a red pen, get me one." Old man Zhao was wearing glasses on it, looking down, it was still class time at this time, so it was still lively below, Sanshui, who was rarely sitting in the position, heard this sentence, and didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he took out a good red pen from the drawer and rushed up with great interest and said to Old Man Zhao, "Two yuan a piece." ”

"What did you say?" Old man Zhao seemed to have heard it wrong, with glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes staring at Sanshui and asking again.

"I said, two dollars a piece." Sanshui didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and replied again.

"You think of the school as a store?" Old man Zhao began to go online, Ge Ge slept on the table and didn't hear the conversation between them, and Ah Sheng was also reading happily in front of the table without noticing this.

Old man Zhao stood up, he didn't look for anything in the past two days, this time he was ready to kill chickens and monkeys, these three waters really didn't fight for three days, went to the house to uncover the tiles, and hit the muzzle of Old Man Zhao's gun directly. I saw Old Man Zhao holding Sanshui's pen in his hand, taking a look, he fell to the ground desperately, and scolded loudly, "What do you think you are here for?" You're here to study, you don't write your homework every day, you take the top few rankings, do you still want to take the university exam? Just go out and sweep the streets! The more the old man Zhao spoke, the more angry he became, and he picked up the student's homework at hand and began to bang on the table, banging.

The classmates in the class who were having a good time sitting back in their places, not daring to move, lest they be found in the handle, and it was another late menopausal criticism meeting. The other classes outside the door didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, so they walked to the window one after another, leaning against the wall and listening to the well-known old Zhao in the school.

"I," Sanshui wanted to argue, but he didn't know what to say, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he endured the calm for a while, and it would be difficult to call his parents again.

"What am I? Don't have any ideological consciousness at all? I see that you don't usually read much, but you have already started to do business? Mercantilist? You don't study, go back and open a supermarket, and then the whole class will go and pay back two dollars. Old man Zhao took the notebook and slapped it on the table, showing off his might. Sanshui did not speak on the side, silently enduring the baptism of the storm.

"Come to the office for me!" Old man Zhao looked at the increasing number of students in the class around him, and also noticed that the impact was not good, but he never minded before, and this time he suddenly asked him to leave for some reason.

"Tell me why you're selling this kind of thing." Old man Zhao sat in his place, and Sanshui walked in procrastinatingly, but there was no squeak, and he used to be able to pass without saying a word and endure two sentences.

"Say it quickly, let your parents come and see what you're doing here." Old man Zhao chattered endlessly, as if he had been criticized by the superiors, and was eager to find someone to vent his anger, he always criticized the matter of Sanshui first, and then investigated the essence.

"Don't, teacher, my parents are separated, and I don't want them to know about myself." Sanshui is afraid of being called a parent, which is an unspeakable thing for him.

Old man Zhao held back his roaring voice, a little curious about his willingness to do this, "Separated, what does it have to do with you selling things?" ”

Sanshui couldn't hold back and didn't speak, there was no one in the entire office, just the two of them.

"Say it quickly, or you'll take out all the contents in your drawer and throw them in the trash!" Old man Zhao is easy to get mad, and he doesn't look like a teacher at all.

"Since I was in high school, I have been selling things by myself to earn some money for tuition, I don't want my parents to worry about me, and I can't throw away the goods in my drawer, otherwise I won't have the money to buy goods, the teacher can just let me go this time, I will secretly do it in the future, and I will definitely not make a noise." Sanshui prayed, under enough deterrence, all one could do was pray that the other party could give a little last tolerance.

When Old Man Zhao heard this, he realized why Sanshui was willing to endure it again and again many times instead of choosing to resist, for a person who did not study well, he has always been used as a negative teaching material, plus Sanshui is weak without exception, but it can have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys, who knows that the story behind him is a bit miserable.

"Then you," Old Man Zhao was still unwilling to apologize, face was more important to him, "Then why don't you study hard?" "Old man Zhao is still a little arrogant.

"I'm not very good at studying, not studying this material." Sanshui scratched his scalp and said what was in his heart.

"Arrogant!" Old man Zhao finally found a reasonable angle to talk about, but he still held back, taught him this sentence, and continued, "Then I didn't ask clearly. This can be regarded as Old Man Zhao's way of compromising and apologizing, "I want to eat some snacks or something in the future, and I'll ask you to buy it again." This is the first time that Old Man Zhao has felt the warmth of a teacher for Sanshui, and Sanshui replied with a happy smile, "Okay." ”

"What else are you selling? Tell me about it. Old man Zhao continued to ask, not letting him leave.

"Breakfast, lunch, snacks, school supplies, in fact, I bring everything, some people are lazy, as long as I pay for errands." Sanshui counted with his fingers.

From then on, sure enough, Old Man Zhao would occasionally go to buy Sanshui's red pen, and he said that he didn't have a red pen. However, the teacher's pen and other materials are provided by the school.

"Sanshui is a little easier to write, and it is smooth to use." Old man Zhao defended himself like this, and no one doubted him anything, and occasionally helped him promote his learning tools.

"Why did you come out of nowhere that day?" Ge Ge asked, eating ice cream.

"I don't know, I forgot."

"I must be thinking of a way to change Old Man Zhao's opinion of you, so that I can chase spring and summer in the future, I know your little bit of fancy intestines." Ah Sheng spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and said jokingly.

"How can you put so much thought into it?" Sanshui patted him on the shoulder and said with disgust.

"Sanshui, did you buy the fountain pen from the store in the north that I asked you to bring?" A classmate from the next class walked over, and Sanshui quickly got up from the stool and said enthusiastically, "Bought it, of course I bought it, how can I forget this kind of thing, twenty yuan." He took it out of the drawer, two dollars for errands. Usually the general mineral water or a small packet of napkins are placed in a drawer below, classmates want to just throw in a dollar to take it themselves, no one accounts for these small money, but they all like to have such convenience.