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teacher LIN!

I stopped reflexively, probably because Han is also a teacher, and he would reflexively hear someone calling him a teacher.We all turned around.

Four girls who were about 50 meters away from us walked over quickly.A short-haired girl spoke first: Just now Zhang Ning told us that it was Mr. Lin, but we didn't believe it. We didn't expect it was really a teacher!

I glanced at Zhang Ning, and she gave the girl a look of "why betray me".

What a coincidence, you are here to play too.I just have to say.

Yeah, we've all been here a long time.Did the teacher just come?Another girl said, by the way, is this the teacher's friend?so beautiful.

It was a simple compliment, and Han was very useful after listening to it. He introduced himself generously, and added a sentence, classmate, you are very discerning.

Where do you want to go, teacher?Can you take us with you?Another girl said, I found that Zhang Ning has not spoken since just now.

Ok, go to a haunted house?You, Mr. Lin, are not so afraid when there are many people.Han meant something.But the result might have been beyond her expectation. Except for Zhang Ning who didn't comment, the three of them found excuses to slip away, and they slipped away quite quickly.

Han poked my arm dissatisfied, you see, it's all your fault.

It's not my business.

The students you teach are all so timid... As she said that, she put her mind on Zhang Ning, how about you, classmate?

I'm OK.Zhang Ning said simply and clearly.

As soon as she agreed, I knew I couldn't escape.

I don't know if haunted houses in other places are dark and full of scary music, but the haunted house I was in was indeed.Within a minute of entering, I felt two pairs of icy hands climb up my arms.Before I was afraid of Han, she would admit defeat by herself, and held my arm tightly and wouldn't let go.On the other side, Zhang Ning held my wrist. I couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, and I didn't know if she was afraid.

We started walking in the haunted house, and some actors wearing clown masks jumped out from time to time in the middle.People who came in with us screamed behind us, one after another.Han is still holding my arm tightly, with his head tucked into my shoulder.My attention was distracted by her, and I wasn't really scared for a while.

Halfway through the walk, a dedicated actor stretched out a hand from underneath, and just by chance grabbed my ankle.I froze in place for a moment, motionless, and my whole body began to tense up.

At this time, Zhang Ning's hand that was holding my wrist slipped down, and intertwined my fingers skillfully.She shook it hard, and I heard her say in my ear:

Teacher, are you afraid?

When she said this, her voice was not loud, and there were soft ripples in my ears, and I began to feel a little dazed.Until Han urged me: Why don't you leave?

The hands underneath had already been withdrawn, I didn't answer any of them, and led them towards the exit with big strides.After leaving the haunted house, Zhang Ning immediately let go of my hand. Only then did I realize that my palms were sweating, and I didn't know if it was hers or mine.At this moment, Han finally came to his senses and called it enjoyable.At this time, the girl who had just slipped away was guarding the exit at some point. When she saw us, she immediately surrounded us and asked directly: Is the thorn exciting?Isn't it scary?

I left them with the excuse of going to buy water, knowing that no one followed me.Standing in the shade of a tree drinking water, I looked at them, and an inexplicable emotion surged from my heart.I shook my head and walked towards the claw machine.When I got closer, I realized that it was not a traditional claw machine.It is tied to dolls of different sizes by countless ropes. The owner holds the ends of all the ropes in his hand, making it difficult to tell which one is connected to which doll.

Ten yuan a time, do you want to play?the man asked me.

I gave her 50 yuan and told her I wanted three ropes.

I picked three at random, and I was a little nervous to hold them in my hand. It's like a gamble, and you never know if it will end up in vain.

In the end, I got two small dolls and a big doll, which should be half my height, a cute teddy bear.

I saw the man's forced smile, and I had to say that I was also a little proud.Looking back, the conversation over there was still going on, and Han didn't know what he was bragging about again.

I walked towards them with three dolls in one hand.When Han saw me, he hugged the teddy bear immediately, and asked me happily, where did you conjure Jin?

Isn't this from the doll machine?Teacher, you are lucky.Someone answered for me.

When Han heard this, his eyes were full of eagerness to try.I want to play too!she says.

Later, a group of six of us swept the game with prizes. Although we didn't get much in the end, the happiness was real.At three o'clock in the afternoon, we drove back to Xiaodong.The original six turned into three, and only Zhang Ning was left with us.She sat next to me without saying a word, her face was sullen and sullen, and the sunlight from the translucent curtain fell on her face, giving her a sense of fragility.

This girl is not only beautiful but also weird.

☆, Zhang Ning

I looked at the girl's face for a while, then turned my head to look at Han.She was sitting in the seat across the aisle from me, snoozing comfortably with a teddy bear in her arms. She must have been tired from playing, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.There were very few people in the car, and it was much quieter than when we arrived. The driver was driving the car smoothly on the winding road, which is indeed easy to make people feel sleepy.

I can't help but envy Han who doesn't care about anything once she closes her eyes. She must have experienced the anxiety I am enduring.I'm fidgeting, I'm distracted, something unseen is trying to invade my sanity.I want to listen to some songs to alleviate the current situation, but the earphones are in Hana.I hesitated to wake her up.

Eventually I turned my head, any headphones?I asked Zhang Ning.

She trembled slightly, and looked up at me with hazy brown eyes.She didn't speak, and directly took out the coiled earphones from her pocket and gave them to me.

I want to listen too.She said it naturally, as if she already understood what I was going to do next.

All songs are in English.I said.

It's okay for her to smile, but I can't understand it anyway.Zhang Ning took the earphones and stuffed them into his ears.

I couldn't help but sigh when I thought of their generally poor English this year.Your English teacher has complained about you more than once in the office.I said.

Complain about us?

If you say you write from dictation, you just want to copy, and you don’t know grammar or anything, and you don’t listen to it.

oh.Zhang Ning didn't take it seriously, maybe he gave up on himself.I think.

Teacher, have you ever complained about us?She looked straight at me suddenly, her eyes brightened.

Am I like that?I asked with a smile.

not like.She answered immediately.

But in any case, English is one of the three major subjects, so you should not give up on it.My professional habits popped up again, probably because I suffered a bit from it. As someone who has experienced it, I still want to remind them.

Zhang Ning unexpectedly didn't answer, and after a few minutes of silence, she whispered, actually, I don't like the English teacher.

why?

Her Mandarin is not standard.

I froze, not knowing what expression to make.Zhang Ning said again, I still like you, teacher, the class is not boring, the speech is gentle and standard, treat everyone equally and...she pursed her lower lip, her voice gradually weakened.I don't know whether to keep asking, but my intuition tells me that it's better not to ask.

It turns out that I have so many advantages.I laughed.

Um.By the way, teacher, when is the midterm exam?

One week after the National Day holiday.

Zhang Ning hummed again, and the topic came to an abrupt end here.The air flowing in the compartment began to stagnate slowly again, filled with a stuffy atmosphere.

Han Zai woke up once in a daze, smacking his lips and rubbing his eyes, asking if I was coming soon?

I said not yet, do you want to sleep again?

Han yawned big and continued to sleep with his head drooped.I looked at her sleeping face and felt pity in my heart.I was a light sleeper, and she thought I didn't know, who was the one who secretly woke up to cry in the middle of the night and put on makeup to hide his puffy eyes before I woke up.

It is conservatively estimated that she did not close her eyes last night in the middle of the night.That's why I pamper her.

Han is such an arrogant person, all her arrogance comes from her inner inferiority complex.She was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate herself, longing to be rescued.However, the branch was right in front of her eyes, and she could hook it as soon as she stretched out her hand.

But she didn't know whose hand to extend the "life-saving tool".She was not afraid that the man would ignore her, but she was afraid that if he did, it would break and bury her deeply.

teacher?You and her are college classmates?Zhang Ning asked me, from Han's previous self-introduction, she knew the history of Han religion.It's hard not to associate two liberal arts teachers together.

Well, we're still roommates.I suddenly became interested, and a certain point in my head that hadn't responded for a long time was ignited.So I talked to her about Han, my college life that was no different from most people, and some interesting things that were never forgotten.These seemingly trivial things made up who I was before.When I left after graduation and when I came back, I was buried separately, but that was also a part of me.

People are always growing up in continuous learning and discarding.

After Zhang Ning heard this, he looked at me with a slightly teasing look and said: Teacher really likes reading.

Ok.

I have read those three books.

oh?How do you feel?I ask her.I'm afraid it was the novel that touched her the most.The author conveys what he wants to express through concise language and writing, that is, human nature.I think anyone who sees it will feel something.

I don't think so, but I have a dream.

This answer was beyond my expectation, so I asked her, what dream?

Be a writer.Zhang Ning said indifferently, she didn't look at me, she cast her eyes out of the window, the mountains were still there but there were no clouds.I deeply feel that these words contain infinite firmness and confidence.I think of the words she wrote, too sharp and negative and I don't know whether it is good or bad.

In fact, the book I showed the teacher was only a small part.I have a manuscript devoted to novels and essays.Zhang Ning continued.

That's great, you're a writer too.

Zhang Ning shook his head and snorted disdainfully.Now anyone who picks up a pen can be called an author, but it's none of my business.I don't need that vanity.

I understood immediately.

I just want someone to agree with me.Zhang Ning rested his head on the seat and looked up at the roof of the carriage.I think her mood must be very complicated. Anyone who has something to look forward to but can't find it will go through such a period, the so-called decadent period.I don't know whether Zhang Ning is like this, I know too little to make a conclusion.

So I asked her, has anyone read those novels?

She tilted her head and smiled at me, there was a bit of sadness in that smile.She said that the royalties I have earned in the past two years are not enough for my glasses, but I am short-sighted.Teacher, do you think I am a failure?

how come.I said, I suddenly wanted to stretch out my hand to straighten the broken hair on her forehead, but I thought it was too abrupt, so I gave up the idea.No one can succeed all at once, even those who "become famous overnight" have hidden hardships behind them.You are still young, you don't have to rush.Besides, whether there is a manuscript fee is not a criterion to measure the quality of a work.

I said, this is probably my first long speech.

I know.Zhang Ning's lips twitched, you know when you are a teacher? ... Let's use an analogy.I walked on a seemingly bright path, and I met many people there, some were good teachers, some were good friends, and of course, some were bad.They told me methods and skills, they said, at the end of the road there is what I want, money or fame.But halfway through the road, I was suddenly lost...

Well, I think I know what you mean.I looked at her sincerely, and in the few seconds I looked at her, I knew that I had completely entered the heart of this girl.But I didn't say anything, I knew I should say something, or do something.But I'm just silent.Again, I haven't seen her work, so I can't comment on it.I don't know her heart yet, and I can't comment.I can't say she's being overly paranoid or anything, it's all beyond judgment.

After 2 minutes or less, there was a few seconds of blank time after the end of a song in the earphones, and then the phone played Eagles' "MyMan" randomly

The singer sang thus (translation):

...one has to go beyond pain to be successful and one to go on living has to do the same...my partner succeeded he was far beyond pain and we the ones who go on living have to do the same

How fitting this situation is.

I was inexplicably nervous. I wondered if Zhang Ning really knew nothing of English as she said.Judging from her face with her eyes closed, her expression was calm.

The car has arrived.This unbearable torture finally left me with the noise of the station.When I woke up Han, she looked dumbfounded.I said stop.She said oh, stood up and squinted her eyes and walked towards the car door.Zhang Ning also stood up and got out of the car rubbing my shoulder.I secretly smiled bitterly.

I'm afraid she was disappointed in me. I pretended to be a fool for the two expectations, and anyone would be dissatisfied.But I know that some things are just as good as they are, and breaking them is not good for anyone.

A few minutes later, we still parted ways at the intersection of Slab City.I watched her figure go away little by little until I could no longer see her clearly.One is in the east of the city and the other is in the west of the city. They are originally opposite roads, so why connect them.

At night, Han entertained himself by bouncing on my bed with his teddy bear in his arms.But when I came out of the shower, I saw her lying on the pillow, reading a book with great interest, but I didn't see clearly what it was.

After seeing me, Han turned over and kicked me, saying, Xiao Jinzi, I'm thirsty, hurry up and get some wine.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, but cooperated.Do you always want red or white?

Beer!Han said in an awe-inspiring manner, I really couldn't react for a while.Get a dozen beers, I love that.

No.

Are you happy today~ Han threw away the book and dangled his hands holding the teddy bear.It's okay to drink a little.

That's your pleasure, not me.I folded my arms and looked at her, no matter what she said, I would not compromise.

Hmph, put on a bad face all day long, and I don't owe you money.Han said angrily, your students are almost like you.

I knew she was referring to Zhang Ning.I sighed in my heart, but my face was unrelenting.You also said to me that the students you teach are not the same as you.

like me what?

As unreliable as you are.I said, do things without thinking about the consequences.

Han silently lowered his mouth and lowered his head.Could it be that what I said was too straightforward?Just when I hesitated to apologize.Han suddenly yelled, pointing at me with tears streaming down his face, and said: You are the only one who is rational, only you are the only one who is rational!That's because you haven't loved at all, okay?One day you will be like me.Women are emotional animals, and so are you!

I took a few tissues and handed them to her, lowered my voice, okay, okay, what you said is right, I was wrong.don't cry please

...I want a beer.

good good.

☆, back 2

The night sky tonight is very beautiful.The entire sky is not the usual dark, but a deep blue, not many stars, but bright, as beautiful as an oil painting.A slender curved moon hangs in the sky, dazzling silver and white. Even though it is a crescent moon, it can actually transform into the translucent shape of a full moon when it is printed in the line of sight.

When I noticed this, I had just finished correcting the midterm papers of this semester's Chinese from the big office.After returning from the National Day holiday, the one-week simple review time passed quickly, and I passed two subjects in the midterm exam in the blink of an eye.There will be my class later, although the Chinese subject has already been tested, there is nothing wrong with going to see the group of students.

I walked through the middle hall, and the tall buildings with "red walls and green tiles" preserved in the Qing Dynasty looked simple and mysterious against the dim light. How many teachers and students had witnessed its changes.I'm just a passer-by among thousands of people.I stood there looking at it for a few seconds, thinking without any gratitude.

There is a light cool wind blowing my cheeks, and this day is finally getting colder.I don't know how many people will be hurt by this ancient habit of mourning autumn?In fact, it is just a few leaves falling, and the seasons in nature change, so why think so much.Humans are indeed emotional animals, easily influenced by the outside world.

Han was right.

Thinking of that night, after Han got her favorite beer, he drank it happily, and I didn't even have a chance to stop it.But there is a saying that tells the truth after drinking.

When Han Zai was almost done drinking, he still hugged the teddy bear and squinted at me with drunken eyes, and suddenly smirked.I laughed so hard that I was inexplicably worried about her, even though she was at my house, nothing dangerous would happen theoretically with me watching her.I never stop Han from drinking, as long as it's under the watchful eye of a friend.

I am not drunk.she said.

Yes, you are not drunk.I cooperated with her, but couldn't help but slander: people who are drunk are going to vomit.

Jin.I don't want to go back, although your place is not good, but at least it is quiet.As soon as I go back, I have to face so many bad things, I really don't want to go back... Han buried his head in the bear's head, choking with sobs.

I reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

In fact, Jin, it’s not like you don’t know many things, you are so innocent and pure, I don’t want those crap things to bother you.

I sighed, I should have known that anything that comes out of the mouth of the person involved is incomplete, and what is mostly lacking is the key point.

But I want you to share with me, we're friends, aren't we?Otherwise, you can just pretend that I don't exist and say whatever you want.I said, I said the second half of the sentence because I know that when I wake up tomorrow morning, Han will never remember what she did last night.

There is precedent for this.I have never dared to tell her under what circumstances her first kiss disappeared.Anyway, she doesn't remember.

After Han finished listening, he squinted at me for a while, then smirked again, and said, "Jin, why are you shaking it back and forth? It made me dizzy."

I was speechless immediately, it seemed that there was no possibility of listening to her tonight.So I said, go to sleep and wake up without dizziness.

My head hurts too.

go to bed.

Distressed.

There seemed to be nothing I could do but sigh.Suddenly, I feel that the emotional world of people around me is quite rich and full of ups and downs. Is it true that I don't care, and I don't care about gains and losses?So even sad emotions are less than others.

I think not.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, no one can hide.I just hide it better.I am used to condensing all the negative situations at my fingertips, releasing them in the sound of strings, and disappearing in the lingering sound.I don't know if Han will have the same decompression method as me.

Not being able to tell may also be a greater torture.

Jin, as you said, dizziness and headaches can be resolved in one fell swoop, and no matter how serious the injury is, it will heal, but it hurts, unless I die, I can't get rid of it.Han pointed to his heart and looked at me sadly.I was wrong, I thought he was a good boy!Today's children are actually very precocious, and there are a lot of bad intentions.Did you know he has a girlfriend?I just found out about it recently anyway.Why does he come to provoke me when he has a girlfriend?Get bored!He even came to my house.

The more Han Yue said, the more excited he was, tears fell down in embarrassment again.Forget it, let’s talk about him in the Jinduo group (what are you doing with so many)!Can't you hide from me if you can't afford it?

I can't answer for a while, I still need some time to digest.But at this time, I never imagined that history is so strikingly similar.It was as if God intended it, to avenge my indifference.What happened to Han ended up transferring to me as well.

And my parents, they even arranged a blind date for me, do you know that!How old am I? I'm only 25. Am I old?Not old!Puppy love is not allowed in junior high school, puppy love is not allowed in high school, and love is not allowed in college. Now where do you want me to change to them?Sun Wukong came out of the cracks in the rocks only after being hit by wind and rain.And me?Not even a spring breeze blows to me, all that blows are cold winds!

Jin, why don't you speak?After venting, Han looked at me aggrieved, with tears in his eyes.I put my arms around her shoulders, and Han Suishi leaned on my shoulders, the teddy bear in her arms had been abandoned by her long ago.

Well, everything will be fine.I comforted him with the most clumsy language, and I felt sad in my heart.We hugged quietly until Han fell asleep in my arms.

When I woke up the next day, Han dragged me with a look of panic and asked if she had said anything special or done anything last night.At that time, I was frying poached eggs in the kitchen. I grabbed some salt and sprinkled it on the half-formed egg buns.Say it in a natural tone:

You just giggle for a while and do nothing.

real?She was dubious.

of course.

Huh, it's okay.Han patted his chest, poked his head forward and said, I want two egg buns.

Han lived in my house for a total of three days. The difference between our house and the past is probably that there is more garbage than before.Han left with her stuff and my teddy bear.There is almost no trace of her presence in the house.She is gone, I am still me, and she is still her.It is impossible to change anything because of this meeting, but it is also possible that because of this meeting, I am no longer me, and Han is no longer Han.

Cranky, I came to the third floor.I don't know if it's because of the exam.The third floor was exceptionally quiet tonight.It's a pity I can't see the moon here, I thought casually as I walked through the corridor.

When I came to the classroom, it was much quieter than usual. They were probably looking at geography or politics, the subjects they will take tomorrow.

I cut to the chase and asked: What do you think of this exam?

easy death.Someone said without shame.

Some know how to write.Of course, there are also people who, on the contrary, give up on themselves.Some people complained that we have not learned the dictation test, which is a loss.

I smiled and said, I roughly counted the test papers, and there are quite a few of us with a hundred percent. There are two more than 120 points.

The students applauded suddenly, probably because they were satisfied with their grades.For Chinese, it is easy to score, but it is not easy to get a high score.Furthermore, this class, that is, the general class, is not bad to have such a result.

Who are those two?they asked curiously.

I won't talk about it, I'll tell you after the exam.I smiled and shook my head, well, I can review whatever I should review, and read the book by myself.

After I finished speaking, I sat down. Of course I knew who those two people were, one was a boy and the other was Zhang Ning.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look sideways at her. She returned the book to me on the first night back from the National Day vacation.Other than that, we didn't say a word, and she didn't echo my questions even in my class.

This is angry?I have no way of verifying.

I read her test paper carefully, and the most lost points were in the poetry appreciation part.In fact, it's not just her, most of the students in the class are like this.

It seems that I have to find a few more classes to talk about this part.

On the second day, I got up early, because the school arranged the invigilation task for me.This exam is a mixed exam for senior one and senior two. The 278 class I invigilated also had 290 students.The invigilator with me was a male teacher with wheat yellow skin and belly.The male teacher played with his mobile phone on the podium as soon as he finished distributing the test papers, as if he didn't pay attention to the situation in the class at all.

I moved a stool to sit by the back door, but I didn't really care much about it.I have seen students taking pictures with their mobile phones long before the papers were released. The power of the Internet is indeed infinite.It's a pity that the school doesn't have the ability to block all the signals, otherwise, it wouldn't be so hard to prohibit students from bringing their mobile phones.

In this era, when you play with a mobile phone, it can be said in reverse—the mobile phone plays with you.

I looked at the trees outside the corridor in a daze.There is nothing else in the classroom except the sound of the fan turning and the occasional sound of someone touching the table.

My thoughts began to drift away, and I drifted back to the student days that belonged to me.I started to daze again, as if I had installed a playback machine in my head and played it back from time to time.

In my first midterm exam in freshman year of high school, one of the subjects was invigilated by the teacher.She is no different from other teachers, she distributes and collects test papers in the same way.It's just that when we were halfway through the exam, she suddenly spoke. I was tackling a difficult problem at the time, and my thoughts were instantly disrupted.

She stood there with her waist in her arms, and said loudly and briskly: That classmate, yes, it's about you!Don't copy anymore, don't think I didn't see it, I just don't want to confiscate your phone.It's useless for you to copy now, and you can't copy for the college entrance examination.

The classmates in the class smiled and continued to write the questions again, and I was no exception.The first and only time passed so quickly that I didn't even notice it.

And now, I'm proctoring, proctoring my students.Should I also stop this behavior?

I shifted my posture and looked at the students again.After a long time, I stood up and walked straight to a girl. Before I got close, the person next to her touched her cleverly.The girl immediately put the phone back into her pocket in a panic.

I sighed in my heart and continued walking.I stretched out my hand to the girl, and almost at the same time, many eyes focused on my direction.

I didn't speak, just looked at her.After a while, the girl reluctantly put the phone in my hand.

I went back to the podium, where did I put my phone.The male teacher also glanced at me, shook his head and said nothing.

An hour and a half passed quickly, and when I was sorting out the test papers, I saw the girl sitting there motionless, looking a little hesitant and scared.

I still didn't say anything, I wasn't in the mood to talk.After sorting out the test papers, I walked out with the male teacher.

When I went downstairs, I thought, that girl should have her mobile phone too.This is just a lesson, I hope she remembers it.Maybe she scolded me in the mood.

☆, class clothes

Not long after the midterm exam, it was the annual school sports meeting—the 300-meter track finally came in handy.Of course, the day before this, the school will hold a radio gymnastics competition.To paraphrase the words of the students, they can no longer attend classes.

In fact, I don't need to inquire about these.One day during evening self-study, I ran into class 90 using my class to choose class uniforms.It's true that schools don't have uniforms, but they can have class uniforms.Gymnastics competitions or chorus competitions give students a good excuse that it is best to have uniform clothing.

In the evening, I didn’t give lectures or practice at all. Most of the time I just prepared lessons on the podium, and occasionally I was lazy to chat with Han. We all agreed not to talk about that matter.My "turning a blind eye" to the students seems to have emboldened them, and they began to resemble my group of students in Guizhou.I don't know how they are doing now?Will my replacement Chinese teacher speak as well as I do?

The monitor who was standing on the podium and presiding over looked at me a few times nervously. I understood and waved to him, indicating that it was okay.I leaned against the door and looked at the projected class uniform photos.

The weather in November has officially turned cold, but it is much worse than the coldness of winter. Sometimes you can see students wearing short sleeves at noon, and there is always an illusion that it is still summer.However, the sun is no longer so hot, and the night is always breezy. This long summer is finally over, exaggerating it can be said to be from April to the end of October.And now, I have also changed into a light jacket. I am used to wearing a simple T-shirt inside and a loose plaid shirt or something else.Neither hot nor too cold.

What is being displayed now is a black and white sweater, the kind that can be worn by men and women.But as far as I can see, this kind of clothes will definitely clash with other classes.It is said that every year there will always be one or two classes in which Zhuangshan is born.Sure enough, the students below began to reject this in a hurry.The squad leader simply ordered the next one.This time it was a light blue jacket that looked good on a model.

I looked down at my toes.I thought to myself, it's time to change one.However, I didn't expect that there was a difference in this dress.Judging from the current situation, the class leader and a few people do not want to choose this piece, but most people in the class want to choose this piece.

I smiled in my heart, although I didn’t experience this kind of thing when I was studying—the students were poor at that time, and we all wore military uniforms—but I also know that this kind of thing is the most troublesome, and it may not matter if you choose one night in conclusion.It's better to let the class teacher decide at the beginning.

While the students were arguing, a voice came from behind.You are so stupid, this kind of clothes are so difficult to control, not to mention wearing them on boys, but they are very ugly on girls.Just know how to boo, and don't look at whether you are tall or not.

These words really revealed the truth, and the few people who supported the squad leader grasped this reason and successfully persuaded most of them.At this time, the class monitor walked over to me with a helpless smile on his face, and he said, "Teacher, why don't you help us choose?"

Let me see.I replied.

We walked back to the podium together.The class monitor began to browse the pictures for me. In general, there are three categories: practical but cheap; not practical but good-looking; practical and good-looking but expensive.

that's it?I asked the monitor.

He smiled bitterly, teacher, I almost searched Taobao.

I thought for a while, and pointed to a red and black hooded sweater that sold for more than 60 yuan, and it looked okay.

The class leader immediately transferred the photo to the students in the class, and said, Teacher Lin thinks this is a good one, so I want this one?

There was an uproar.

Don't be picky anymore, you have already taken several classes.Classmates, next week is the gymnastics competition, and if you don't place an order, the goods will not arrive.

There are still objections at the bottom. I listened to it, and they were all talking about the price. More than 60 sets of clothes are expensive or not, it depends on the quality.

I hate this and that.The squad leader is upset, I said that if you don't like what our squad leader is looking for, you can find it yourself.But, until now no one has given me a photo!

The class gradually quieted down.I coughed lightly and stroked my hair unnaturally.I think this one is pretty good, if you don’t like it, go ahead and choose.I said.

No, I want this one.

Zhang Ning, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, his voice was quite loud, covering many voices.Since the results of the midterm exam were sent out, her status and dignity in the class seemed to have improved a lot, although she still had a straight face.I don't know what she is like in other teachers' classes, but in my class, she would just keep silent and bury her head in books, sometimes extracurricular books.I really had the urge to pat her table, but I resisted it.

The final result was of course as I expected, 90 chose the one I recommended.Of course, if I knew that they each paid a few extra dollars to buy one for our ninth subject teacher, I would definitely choose another one.

When I returned to the office, the teachers were actually discussing the issue of class uniforms. The teacher at 93 said that the group of children chose a bright yellow dress, and the teacher at 92 said that they didn’t want to buy it, just wear it casually. The teacher of Class 89 said that they bought bright red sportswear.

Judging from the current information, the one I chose is pretty normal.

While other teachers were in class, I found the Rubik's Cube in the drawer.I have been able to recover without looking at the formula diagram, but I have no chance to tell the person who sent me the Rubik's Cube.Is this the end of my relationship with Zhang Ning?I asked myself.

Isn't this what you've been looking forward to?Another I said.

However, whether I like it or not, God has arranged the next story for me.The beginning of the story begins with a rainstorm, a rainstorm.

November is already a rainy season, and the next rain is not surprising.In my impression, it seems that there will be rain before and after the sports meeting every year, and in one year it was forced to be postponed for a week.

Thursday, based on the lesson of getting half wet without an umbrella last night - even though I live in school.The next morning I deliberately brought an umbrella, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.Halfway through the last class in the morning, the sky began to overcast, which can be described as "dark clouds overwhelm the city."I heard a student say: Don't let it rain now, wait until I go back, okay?

I laughed to myself, and 10 minutes later, the pouring rain slanted down, and the raindrops slapped the windows, and the students by the windows closed the windows well prepared.Raindrops fell on it, and the water curtain blurred the outside world.A cool wind mixed with rain was blowing from the door, and I tidied up my messy hair. I was glad that I brought an umbrella, but at the same time worried about my classmates who didn't.I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while, but what can I do?

never mind.Let them not bring umbrellas.

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