In the morning, classes are being held in the classroom. Director Sang Shefa crooked his slender neck, held a notebook in his hand, stared at the triangular eyes, and jumped to the door of the first-grade classroom, looking around the entire classroom very sternly, as if looking for an enemy, and then, pointing at Liu Maomao, said viciously:

"Liu Maomao, you come out for me-" Then, picking up the notebook, raising his hand to his mouth, towards the three fingers that were pinched together, he "spit out-" a mouthful of foam, moistened, began to turn page by page, found the page that recorded Liu Maomao's failure to pay for the book, and said: "What are you doing, you-what are you going to do?" When will you be able to pay for the book? You are alone in the whole school. ”

The students in the entire classroom were suddenly frightened, stunned, and completely stunned, including the teacher Zhao Xiangshe on the podium, who saw the sudden fierce appearance of Director Sang Shefa, and also gasped, and glared at Liu Maomao resentfully, Liu Maomao stood up from his seat with his head down, afraid to dare to see this devil-like Director Sang Shefa, and quietly said nothing.

"If you don't pay for books, don't come to school, go home and herd sheep." Director Sang Shefa tilted his head viciously, and spat on the ground, "Bah-fuck very-" and left angrily without looking back.

Liang Liang was about to stand up, but was forced to sit down by the three saints. "Damn, alas-" Liang Liang tilted his head, looked at the back of Director Sang Shefa, and scolded softly reluctantly.

"Sit down Liu Maomao and continue the class—"

Liu Maomao sat on the stool nervously, as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. He didn't open his mouth to ask his mother about the book money when he went home, he knew that there was no money at home, and there was not a penny, if he said it, it would make it difficult for his mother, and no one in his family was willing to lend him money, so he was afraid that he would not be able to pay it back.

At this time, Liu Maomao wanted to cry, but he held back, held back strongly, tears swirled in his eyes, and finally did not stay. He held back, tried to calm himself down, listened to the lecture well, and listened to the lecture .......

Teacher Zhao Heshe gradually paid attention to Liu Maomao, and found that his memory was amazing, and he talked about it with other teachers, all of whom looked at each other.

"This kid is just like he hasn't drunk ecstasy soup, and his brain is terrible."

"Genius—"

"If the family conditions are a little better, this child has a bright future."

"Children from poor families have ambitions."

However, Liu Maomao's tricky questions in the classroom made the teachers extremely embarrassed and even a headache, because there was no course to be taught, and the teacher had not yet prepared for the lesson, Liu Maomao had already memorized it, and occasionally asked some difficult questions, which made the teacher unable to prevent it, and most of the teachers at that time were private teachers, that is, the college entrance examination of the brigade failed, graduated from high school, or did not graduate from high school, and some even graduated from junior high school students taught in school. Their meager wages of more than a dozen yuan, if they go to the market to drink a bowl of hot soup, but they still stick to their teaching positions, conscientious, hard-working, and some of them have to grow crops while teaching.

"It's really a veritable "evil old eagle", your name is really not in vain. More on that later. Teacher Zhao shook his head helplessly and said.

"Sit down, and then you can come to my office and give you an answer."

In this way, the teachers often consult the information with Liu Maomao, discuss the solution to the problem, and establish a special relationship between them, for which Liu Maomao often detours with the teacher when he gets out of school, so that they can have more time to discuss the solution of the math problem, Liu Maomao also learned a lot of knowledge in this way, among them, he especially likes Xiao Lu teacher (Da Lu teacher is the principal), because Xiao Lu teacher was only three points short of being admitted in the college entrance examination, and lost the opportunity to go to college, Liu Maomao admires Mr. Lu very much, and he is also the only idol in his heart.

Because of the poverty of his family, Liu Maomao often didn't have a pen and a book, so he used the book used up by other classmates and wrote on the back. When the pen ran out, he picked up the pencil head thrown by other classmates to write, and even used a small jujube stick to write on the ground, sometimes he couldn't see it clearly, but Liu Maomao himself knew that Liu Maomao had reached the realm of selflessness in learning, no matter how difficult the conditions were, as long as he saw a question that could be answered and chewed, he would understand the answer in an orderly manner before giving up. It is gradually being protected as a pet by the teachers.

Although, after Director Sang Shefa lost his temper a few times, Zhao and the teacher reluctantly paid Liu Maomao's book money from his meager salary. Director Sang Shefa saw that the general trend had gone, and there was no way to do anything but hold a grudge, and he helplessly suppressed his arrogance.

At night, in the bedroom of Director Sang Shefa, Xiu'e sat on the edge of the bed with a warm and angry face.

"Wretched eggs-" Xiu'e squinted at Director Sang Shefa and continued: "The director of a school is a teacher, and there is no way to be a wild baby?" ”

"Liu Maomao, this kid is smart and excellent in learning, and the teachers can't wait to hold it in the palm of their hands." Director Sang Shefa spread his hands helplessly and said, "I'm also anxious to turn around in circles and can't find a chance." ”

"What then? I hate this turtle grandson to death. ”

"Later, there will be a chance, there will be a chance later." Director Sang Shefa had a hippie smile on his face, and sat next to Xiu'e flatteringly.

"Then wait for your good news."

"Good, good, good......."

The usual teaching speed of the teachers is a drop in the bucket for Liu Maomao.

It was this thirst for knowledge that led to the teacher's direct transfer to the fourth grade of primary school in the spring of 1979, in the second half of the third grade of primary school, and his academic performance was still the first in the school.

"Principal Lu Futian - let's see if we can let Liu Maomao go to the fifth grade?" Teacher Gao Canghai begged Principal Lu with a sad face: "I have tested, and he has finished all the fifth-grade courses. "

"It's just nonsense, he didn't go to the third grade, he skipped directly to the fourth grade, and when the fourth grade just started, you let him go to the fifth grade." Principal Lu Futian slapped the table angrily.

"You're trying to ruin this kid?"

"Principal Lu......"

"Teaching should be done step by step, patiently explained, how many times have I explained to you?"

“……”

Principal Lu Futian's face turned red with excitement, and Teacher Gao Canghai wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Principal Lu Futian.

"Don't say it, call Liu Maomao over to me." Teacher Gao Canghai usually has a tired personality, never gets angry with students, and when he is anxious, he glares, and when he sees that the students are scared, he laughs again, so the students are very kind to this teacher.

"Liu Maomao, you stand up for me-" Teacher Gao Canghai's face was very ugly, his eyes were stern, and he scolded Liu Maomao loudly.

"Go—go to the principal's office."

The whole class was dumbfounded in an instant, and Liu Maomao was even more frightened, at a loss, and confused. Liu Maomao clasped his fingers and went out with his head down.

Mr. Takakura looked at Maomao's back and laughed again.

"Students—class."

Liu Maomao came to the principal's office for the first time, walking on thin ice, looking into the room, and saw that the principal was wearing glasses and was flipping through the textbook.

"Liu Maomao, come here, come here." Seeing Liu Maomao's timid appearance, Principal Lu Futian said again: "Come here, child-" Liu Maomao walked up to Principal Lu Futian and stood straight, like a soldier, but his clothes were not neat, and one trouser leg was very short compared to the other. Principal Lu Futian enthusiastically took his hand, suddenly saw the dry nose callus on the back of his hand, and hurriedly let go and said:

"Maomao-they're all students, you have to pay attention to hygiene-" Principal Lu Futian pointed to the laundry tub shelf behind the door, and said solemnly: "Go, there is soap there, go to the basin and wash your hands." ”

At this time, Maomao's heart was flattered, and there was an indescribable sense of pride.

"Maomao, will you be able to teach all the courses now?" Principal Lu Futian was dipping his pen in water and preparing for class.

"Hmm!" Mao Mao lowered his head and used his fingers to frustrate his freshly washed red, rough little hands.

"What about the fourth-grade curriculum?"

"I'm done."

When Principal Lu Futian heard this, he simply put down the book in his hand, took off his glasses, and looked at Liu Maomao seriously and asked.

"Don't be nervous, kid, you will do the fourth grade class too?" Mao Mao raised her head and looked at Principal Lu Futian and nodded affirmatively.

"Hey—the textbook hasn't been sent to you yet? How did you learn it? Principal Lu asked in disbelief.

"Read Gao Qiqi's book." Mao Mao glanced at Principal Lu Futian in fear, scratching his head and not daring to face it, as if he had overstepped his level and done something wrong.

"Then I'll test you." Principal Lu picked up Liu Maomao's back from the first lesson of the fourth grade "Swallow" to the ancient poems "Yongliu", "It's Not Worth Visiting the Garden", and finally "Grandpa Buffalo", "Rescue", etc., including training questions. It simply made Principal Lu Futian stunned.

Finally, he said, "Very good, keep up the good work." ”

Principal Lu Futian still insisted that Liu Maomao study in the fourth grade. As for Liu Maomao's fifth grade, Mao Mao's roots don't know, in fact, it's just Gao Canghai's personal thoughts and opinions.

"This child is now interested in learning, and he can't be allowed to go to school for four years, which is to delay his IQ. Teacher Gao Canghai begged at Principal Lu and said, "Actually, I like this kid very much, and I don't want him to go to another class, to be honest, he should go to the first year of junior high school." "

"Then let Liu Maomao go to the fifth grade." Principal Lu Futian pondered for a while and finally said: "I can get a good score in the final exam, and I will also touch his light. Hahahaha. "

At this time, Gao Ping rode a bicycle back to pick up Gao Qiqi and left, Gao Qiqi transferred to another school, and went to school in the city, Liu Maomao often borrowed his books to study, as soon as Gao Qiqi left, what should Liu Maomao do?

That morning, Liu Maomao sent Gao Qiqi all the way to the edge of the village, Gao Qiqi gave all the pens and notebooks in the schoolbag to Liu Maomao, Gao Ping took out five yuan from his arms, stuffed it into Liu Maomao's hand, looked at their distant backs Liu Maomao smiled with satisfaction, he knew that in his poor mountain village, another talent went out, because the quality of teaching in the city was good, Liu Maomao had an indescribable envy in his heart.

The first quarter has just finished the exam, the paper has been corrected, and the score has come out.

On this day, Principal Lu Futian called Mr. Gao Canghai, who was playing table tennis, into the office.

"How is Liu Maomao in the class?" Principal Lu Futian sat at his desk and asked very seriously.

Teacher Gao Canghai disapplievously washed his face in the basin behind the door, picked up a towel and wiped his face, including the sweat on his head.

"It's good, except for asking some questions that haven't been talked about yet, nothing else."

"It's very serious." Principal Lu Futian glared at Teacher Gao Canghai, as if Teacher Gao Canghai had made a mistake.

"The villagers of Dahuaishu Village came to the school to report that Liu Maomao had stolen the fifteen yuan that they had in their homes."

"No way, my students I don't know?" Teacher Gao Canghai tilted his head and stubbornly retorted.

"Even if the classmates' money fell in front of Liu Maomao, he picked it up and returned it to his classmates." Teacher Gao Canghai confidently spread his hands and said, "This is what I saw with my own eyes. ”

"Every student must develop morally, intellectually, and physically in an all-round way, and we must not tolerate students who study well, nor can we let every student become bad." Principal Lu Fa Tomita taught Teacher Gao Canghai a vicious lesson, and waved his hand to prevent Teacher Gao Canghai from speaking.

"Learning well is only one aspect. Education is the key, this fifteen yuan is not a small amount, you call Liu Maomao over. ”

Teacher Gao Canghai saw Principal Lu Futian treating himself so strongly, and he was immediately furious, grabbing the basin stand with red eyes and falling to the ground.

"Liu Maomao didn't steal it, but Liu Maomao stole it, and it has something to do with me?"

"You're the opposite, Gao Canghai. Stop. Principal Lu Futian stood up. Pointing at Teacher Gao Canghai's nose and shouting, "I'll stop your class." ”

"Whatever you want." Teacher Gao turned around and left. "What do you want, what do you want."

Principal Lu sat at his desk angrily, panting for breath.

When several teachers heard the quarrel, they came over and surrounded the principal's door, and said in confusion.

"What's going on?"

"Tell me something."

"That's it"

"You can't get angry, Principal Lu."

"Gao Ping's wife from Dahuaishu Village came over at noon today and said that the fifteen yuan that Gao Ping got back was missing," Principal Lu Futian waved his hand and spoke word by word. "also said that Liu Maomao went to her house alone."

"Why does this Liu Maomao still have such a stinky problem?"

"That's it?" "Don't interject and listen to me just yet." Principal Lu Futian touched his chin, glanced at the ground, raised his head and looked at the teachers in front of him, and then said:

"Gao Ping's wife said, ask Liu Maomao, just coax the money out, don't make a noise, for the sake of the child's future future, besides, this matter has not been investigated clearly." Principal Lu Futian looked helplessly at the basin and shelf that fell on the ground, and said:

"I'll tell Gao Canghai that it is not enough to educate children well, it is not enough to expect to learn well, moral, intellectual, and physical training must be cultivated, you see, that's all." Principal Lu Futian spread his hands. "Everybody, look—ah—"

Dean Sang listened attentively, frowned, and then, with a roll of his eyes, said thoughtfully, "This is a very serious problem. It must be dealt with seriously. "