After putting our things away, we rushed to the office again, and the very white-skinned teacher was obviously waiting. As soon as he saw us, he put down what he was holding, stood up and said, "I'm back, I'll take you to the classroom." ”

This teacher's surname is Yang, and she is the homeroom teacher in my class, teaching Chinese.

The classroom of the first (first) class of high school is in the farthest classroom on the third floor, a male teacher in the classroom is about forty in class, Teacher Yang knocked on the door with me and went in, because I am tall and short in the class, Teacher Yang arranged for me to sit next to a clean and sweet girl in the second row, her name is Zhu Weiwei, because in class, we did not communicate too much.

Mom and Ye Zhiqiu said goodbye to me at the door of the classroom and left.

……

The first class I had in school was a history class, and I took out a brand new history book and listened to the teacher talk about the chapter on the system.

I was a little distracted, and there was a slight vibration in the pocket of my school uniform, which was the vibration of my newly bought mobile phone.

The message on the screen prompts you to receive an latest text message, sir: "How does it feel to enroll, are you not used to it?" ”

I quickly typed with pinyin nine keys: "Fortunately, the teacher has a gentle attitude, and the table mate is a beautiful girl, and she looks very easy to get along with." ”

Sir: "That's good, I'll rest assured that you can live well." ”

But...... I typed two words and didn't know what I wanted to say, my fingers stopped on the keyboard, and I couldn't type a word, so I deleted it again and replied again: "Hmm! ”

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

I shoved my things into the drawer and looked up, only to see a large, slightly yellow hand with its knuckles pressed towards the top of my desk.

Looking along that hand, I saw the history teacher standing at the desk, staring at me with a knife in his eyes.

The two looked at each other, the air suddenly became embarrassed, the history teacher returned his hand, and suddenly said: "Please new students get up and talk about the three public and nine qing system we just talked about." ”

To be honest, my first reaction at the time was a little confused, but then I stood up indifferently from my position, and if I want to say what is the most unlost knowledge in the past three years, it is about history.

"Three Princes and Nine Qings, "The Book of Rites" records: Xia Hou's official hundred, the Son of Heaven has three dukes, nine qing, twenty-seven doctors, and eighty-one yuanshi.

Yin also has three dukes and nine qing, three dukes tune yin and yang, and nine qings pass through the cold and summer.

Zhou took Taishi, Taifu, and Taibao as the three dukes, and Shaoshi, Shaofu, Shaobao, Tsukazai, Situ, Zongbo, Sima, Sikou, and Sikong as the nine Qings.

Qin changed the Zhou law, placed the prime minister on the left and right, and there were no three public officials, and everything in the world was decided by the prime minister's mansion. He also set up the Tai Lieutenant to manage the military and the Imperial Historian as the prime minister's deputy......"

"That's enough, sit down." The teacher suddenly spoke, his voice cold and hard, as if he was about to fall out of the ice slag.

It seems that my answer did not satisfy the teacher.

"That's a good answer, listen to the class next time and give me something." The history teacher spread his hands out in front of me.

"What?" I looked at him inexplicably.

"Phone." The history teacher's voice was inexplicably gnashing his teeth.

"Oh! Good. "I took out the mobile phone in the drawer, I heard that teachers like to drop the mobile phone to warn students not to play with the mobile phone in class, I silently mourned in my heart for the mobile phone I just bought, I can almost imagine it falling apart on the floor of the classroom, maybe I will have to clean up its wreckage after class.

When I handed my phone to the teacher, I immediately covered my eyes with my hands, and I couldn't bear to see such a cruel picture.

"Huh! Come to the office after school and get it for me. The history teacher's voice suddenly sounded good.

"Huh?" I put down my hand and looked at the teacher suspiciously.

"Don't you understand? In order to prevent you from continuing to play with your phone in class, I will keep it for you first, and then come to the office to pick it up after school. "The history teacher was playing with my little phone, with a delicate and small pink case, a pretty streamlined flip cover, and a pendant decoration with two black and white beads hanging next to it.

"Oh!" I said yes, stopped looking at the phone in the teacher's hand, picked up the pen on the table, and planned to listen to the lecture and take notes.

“……”

The teacher was speechless for a moment, turned and walked towards the blackboard to continue the lesson he had just interrupted.

The rest of the class was all right, and when it was time for the end of the school day, I asked about the history teacher's office.

When I looked for it, the office was wide open, the courseware spread out on the table inside had not been closed, there was half a cup of tea next to the file, and the teacup lid was not covered on the side, but the office was empty.

I stood at the door of his office and didn't go in, and after waiting for a while, no one came, so I had to go back empty-handed, planning to come back later.

The second time it passed, not only was the office empty, but even the door to the office was locked.

Seeing this, I was a little annoyed, I shouldn't have left just now.

The roommates in the same dormitory also have a high school freshman, there are seven people in the dormitory, and there is an empty bed, among which there are three classmates who are high school freshmen like me, and there is a little bit like a minority girl in the middle, surnamed Ding, called Miao. She was in the third class of the first year of high school, the other two girls were in the fourth class of the first year of high school, and I was in the first (1) class of high school.

The dormitory students in the first three classes of high school study together in the evening, and the teachers of each subject are basically crossed.

After Ding Miaoxiao learned about this, he comforted me and said, "Don't worry, maybe the history teacher said that he will give it to you after the evening self-study, and tonight's evening self-study is also his class." ”

"Isn't it a self-study class? Why do you have to divide teachers into classes? Although I asked this question, I didn't know too much, after all, I only went to the first year of junior high school, and I made myself half-dead and went up the mountain to recuperate.

At that time, the evening self-study was just a self-study time for boarding students in my image, and there was no teacher to manage it, so everyone could go if they wanted to, and no one would care if they didn't want to go, which was almost nothing.

"It's self-study, but it's also a normal schedule, and it's what class it should be, isn't that the school you used to go to like this?" Ding Miao looked at me in shock, her big eyes full of confusion.

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't answer, knowing that if I answered her, I hadn't been in class for several years, and she would probably have to ask why she didn't go to class, and how she would learn cultural knowledge if she didn't go to class.

After that, Ding Miaoxiao took me to familiarize myself with the process of cooking in the cafeteria, and then I cooked with me, and then went to the classroom for evening self-study.

When I was facing Ding Miaoxiao and was about to eat in the cafeteria, I suddenly remembered that before going down the mountain, I stopped talking and stopped, and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw the children in the family going down the mountain to die generously.

He also told me seriously at the time that the food in the cafeteria was simply a nest of insects, not only not clean enough, but also not good taste, where can a child who has been used to it for so many years be used to eating that kind of thing, but I am now sitting in the cafeteria, eating the canteen food that he once regarded as a jackal, tiger and leopard, and eating the canteen food that he once regarded as a jackal, tiger and leopard, without changing color and heartbeat.

In fact, where in this world is there such an unbearable thing, don't eat bad food, don't wear bad clothes, don't allow people you don't like to appear in front of you, how can a person be virtuous and how can he make people feel that the whole world must be centered on him.

Even if there is such a person in the world, it is not me.

But I also understand that Yiya loves me, so he doesn't want me to put up with a little bit of bad things.

But it's not actually tolerable, just like the cafeteria meal is a natural and normal meal for most students, and it is also natural for me, and there is nothing difficult to swallow at all.

It's just that I'm down the mountain now, and I'm going home on weekends, and I don't know when I'll be able to go back to the mountain again and see Mr. and Yiya.

It seems that they have only been separated for a short time, and they have begun to miss it.

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