Just now, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved upward. A certain foodie with a sinister smile suddenly felt a little bitter when he heard this. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and he collapsed suddenly.

And the other two foodies who were picking up fun on the side before. At this time, they were already crying and crying together. That's really a heartfelt feeling.

An Ran also stretched out his finger without sympathy at the moment. I scratched my ears that were buzzing from the "noise". Looking up at the white and clean ceiling of the Internet café. Spat out...... What I know is that she went on a spring outing. I don't know what happened to her.

Where are those two bear children still howling? It is estimated that it will not be able to stop for a while.

The reason goes without saying. The crowd of onlookers was as if they were a mirror in their hearts.

It's hard to take a vacation. At noon, I was still thinking about having a good meal. Who would have thought that the school of the loser in the 24th Middle School had to take advantage of the warm spring in May to go to the dog place in Ding'an Lake to sneak students. Alas. The meal at noon. It depends on Aunt An's craftsmanship.

Say it from your heart. It's better to eat Li Caifeng's cooked rice than to be hungry.

But what about animals, such as people. He was not satisfied. What's more, it's still three foodies.

Li Caifeng's cooking. It can't be said that it is careless. I also feel that the three children are growing up. At a young age. I'm busy studying again. Busy with business again. It's really distressing to watch. Knowing that three children love meat. So the oil and the meat were put hard. But let's not talk about the single dish. The taste is also much worse than what Enron made.

Come to think of it. The two foodies twitched even harder. Whining. Sister Ann. We can't bear you.

Enron is compassionate. "Comfort" them through gritted teeth. "Rest assured. I'm not dead. ”

Although the leaders of the school are a little lacking in morality. He said that he was leading the students to play. As a result, the May Day that the big guy finally looked forward to was not said for a long time. It's just that most people are annoyed to go to such a place. Fortunately. God's sake, for the sake of the teachers and students who are already very hard. There is no icing on the cake for them.

It rained heavily for most of the night the night before. So much so that Zhou Fanghua called An Ran before going to bed. The beauty of the joy of not being a child. "Let's go down. Hurry up. It will be down until tomorrow night. In that case. We don't have to go. ”

Enron cruelly broke the beautiful fantasy of this innocent stupid boy built on the sand. "Don't hold on to such unrealistic illusions. Child. Tomorrow it won't rain or go. Do you think the principal will not postpone the rescheduling until the day after tomorrow? Instead of dragging it out one day at a time. It's better to die early and be born early. ”

After saying that. Enron had the foresight to take the microphone away from his ear. Really. The microphone has not yet been moved to a safe distance. A scream passed through the microphone in his hand. Puncture the air. Rushing sharply into her ear. Until you fall asleep. An Ran felt that he could still hear the echo of Miss Xiao Zhou's mournful cry rippling in the air. I can't get around.

I woke up the next morning and took a look. The sun shines brightly in the sky. All that remained was a wet streak of water on the ground. But it's really sunny.

Zhou Fanghua is completely dead.

In fact, there is not only one child who has this idea. Many students also have this in mind. Pity. God won't cooperate.

Since the location is not new at all. It's as familiar as your own backyard. So a group of half-grown children had no choice but to turn all their enthusiasm to eating.

From meeting at the school to getting on the bus. Drive all the way to Ding'an Lake. The mouths of these guys have never been idle. I can't stop eating. While eating, they complained to each other. His face was full of excitement. Idle is idle anyway. Eat.

Although they are all complaining one by one. He seems to be very unhappy. But when the bus stopped at the entrance of the park. Look at the lush greenery in the garden. Look at the blossoming trees near and far. Blowing softly. Breezes in late spring and early summer. The young boy and girl who were still depressed just now suddenly came to their senses.

Even Zhou Fanghua, who claimed to be tired of looking at the toads in Ding'an Lake, changed his previous boredom. Get excited** to come. But. Miss Zhou would never admit this. In her words, it is. "It's already here anyway. Then just take a look. ”

Look at the pleasant scenery in front of you. The rippling waters of the lake. Enron felt that in fact, in such a season. As long as there are trees. There are flowers. Where there is water. Even if it's familiar. It will also be pleasant. Not to mention. Although everyone no longer feels new to Ding'an Lake. But I can't help but be infected by this beautiful spring.

Fresh has the beauty of freshness. In fact, familiarity also has the benefit of familiarity. I just don't usually care. You might even get bored.

When it comes to this benefit, the first thing is that it is relaxing.

Even though human beings have been separated from nature for a long, long time. However, there is still an instinctive nature of animals hidden in the body. In a completely unfamiliar environment. Even if everything is arranged properly and safely. But I still subconsciously feel a nervousness that I may not even be aware of.

And in their own familiar environment. You will naturally feel relaxed.

This relaxation was put into Enron's spring outing. It's that teachers don't have to look at the six ways with their eyes. Listen to the spiritual head of the eight directions. Pressing at the students. Don't worry about students getting lost. Even if you fall behind. For these local children who have been playing in Ding'an Lake Park since they were young. You can touch your home with your eyes closed.

For the students. Teachers relaxed. They have a much higher degree of freedom. There is no need to be hated by teachers anymore like the dumplings of the Dragon Boat Festival. Tie it together with a rope. Carry it in your hand at all times. Hang around your waist. Nice eyeballs to look at. Move your hands and feet a little. I also have to be questioned and interrogated by the teachers who are worried about the chaos.

In this way. The leaders of the school discussed it with the teachers. I feel that since the boundary is familiar. The students are all older again. No longer a primary school student with little self-control. You can't be like a schoolboy holding a big hand. Again. It's out to play again. It doesn't matter if it's a form or something. The kids have to play about the same. Otherwise, it's a bit unreasonable.

Thereupon. The school leaders and teachers finally discussed the research decision. Divide students in each class into small groups. Time limit. Free and easy. When you arrive at the meal, return to the meeting point to report for duty. On the one hand, teachers can count the number of children in their own class. On the other hand, it is also convenient for centralized feeding. After feeding. Then cast a net and let it out. Let them go wild under the premise of safety first. Don't forget the last meeting time and place.

Yang Zhongming is an easy-going, generous and well-informed person. The discipline of the students is also not severe. Just don't make big mistakes. I won't interfere too much with some of the students' seemingly unruly behaviors.

In his words, it's a child of this age. There is nothing that is not naughty. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. It's a good boy. Who is not young and ignorant. When I was your age. It's not a little naughty. In fact, this life is to constantly learn and accumulate experience in one mistake after another. Step by step, it matures.

But remember that there are some mistakes that can be made. Mistakes can be corrected. can make up for it. Something was wrong. There will be no more opportunity to make amends. There is no possibility of making amends. It will make you spend the rest of your life in regret.

And also. Always remember one. No matter what kind of mistake was made. can be corrected. It cannot be corrected. We must be brave enough to bear all the consequences it brings. Including the good ones. Bad. Even if it takes your whole life to face this result.

This remark may have been in the last life. Yang Zhongming also said. But Enron was young at that time. A lot of good advice was too hard for her. She didn't understand. I don't understand. I don't want to understand either. Don't want to understand.

And in this life, Mr. Yang's words. But it made her feel a lot. At the same time, I can't help but be in awe of this seemingly easy-going and even sloppy teacher.

Teaching. It's not just about teaching students knowledge. It is also necessary to teach students the principles of being human beings.

Pity. Many of Mr. Yang's earnest words. She didn't listen to it back then. And more than a dozen years later. As this society becomes more and more utilitarian. There are fewer and fewer respectable and lovely teachers like Mr. Yang. It's more about people who only do superficial things. And now. Enron sometimes wonders. I don't know that their old headmaster put Jiang Jieyun, the demon king of the mixed world, in the class led by Yang Zhongming. Is it possible to deeply understand Mr. Yang's way of being a teacher who is loose on the outside and tight on the inside? I also felt that the little old man's temper was lenient and tolerant. To put it bluntly, it is a strong physique. High psychological quality. Don't be angry with Jiang Jieyun's bastard student. Compare resistance. That's why they dared to throw this dynamite bag-like guy into their class. Let Mr. Yang be a proper person to be a proper custodian. It is not easy to cause too many adverse consequences.

There are still times. Enron was skeptical again. Don't look at Mr. Yang, the little old man, when he saw Jiang Jieyun, he was about to vomit blood and die of anger. There is nothing to do with him. It's nerve-wracking. I can't wait to be out of sight and out of mind. Let's talk about it. But he never took any effective measures.

If this was a different student, I would have to call my parents a long time ago. Or home visits. No matter what. You can't just ignore it.

But no. Nothing.

Jiang Jieyun's words to the teachers are not disrespectful. Blatant truancy from class absence. Whether it's the old headmaster. Teacher Yang has taken a resigned attitude.

Then again. Jiang Jieyun is the same.

The story of this guy was spread by the students. It's like the school's first unruly bastard student. The list of misdeeds is simply too numerous to mention. There are no words. It's a change of smell.