Chapter 367

"Attention, run away, one two one! One two one!" They seem to wind up and run on the playground.

During this period, a teacher kept shouting hysterically: "the last row of class 3! The distance between Class 7 and class 6!" After three laps, they stood still.

The vice principal said some nonsense such as studying hard, and was dismissed.

In the gray sky, the majestic sun and a silver moon face each other across the sky, and light is coming.

Xiao Ming walked alone, with a long shadow. The students poured out like a pot of porridge at only a few exits.

Xiaoming is a man in front of him, behind him, and around him. They are all different, joking and silent.

Xiao Ming walked slowly through the crowd. He went upstairs and saw that there were all heads below.

Xiao Ming feels sad to see so many people. He thinks that there are 1.4 billion people in China. He can't imagine how beautiful it would be if half of them died.

Xiao Ming came to the classroom and drank some cold water to moisten his dry voice and cry.

After a while, the teacher hurried in and said, "today is English morning reading, unit 3 words, let's start!"

So the classroom was noisy. Xiao Ming listened to the recording and said the words three times before he lost his spirit.

It seemed that he had entered a trance world, but he left and entered again, and soon fell into a nightmare.

His eyes were closed and his head was like a bird pecking.

But one nerve did not relax. He kept saying a word: "chemical, chemical, chemical..." Xiao Ming's cycle merged into the noise of the class

Chemical binds Xiao Ming like a magic spell.

Xiao Ming fell into a nightmare in the painful reality.

During this period, Xiao Ming was woken up by his deskmate. He wanted to struggle, but he fell into a nightmare again and again.

At last, the clear and transparent bell rings. With the commotion of moving the table and rubbing the chair, Xiao Ming wakes up. He quickly takes out his lunch box from the table bucket and rushes down the teaching building. He stands in line in front of the canteen. Someone cuts in. Xiao Ming is always cut in line, but Xiao Ming doesn't think so.

There are many girls in class 6, so girls often make up for the boys.

Xiao Ming seems to have never laughed since he got up. He looked as dull as a machine, and now his mind was more confused.

His heart quickened unconsciously, and his sweat flowed out quietly. Xiao Ming didn't know how to put his hands and feet.

Xiao Ming knows he is stupid.

At this time, if a bold girl wants to talk to Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming won't say anything, but she will only laugh foolishly.

Xiao Ming is waiting to enter the canteen, so that he can be relieved. Today, Xiao Ming bought a bowl of bean curd and two cakes.

One cake was eaten directly while the other was soaked in tofu. It cost only two yuan and five yuan. Xiao Ming felt it was worth it. After he wolfed it down, he still had more to say.

When Xiaoming was brushing his lunch box, he saw several boys with unbuttoned shirts jumping the queue. They were fighting for the faucet.

From afar, Xiao Ming sees two people standing against each other over there.

"You don't agree. What are you doing?"

"I don't agree with you."

Two small ruffians scolded.

Xiao Ming waited for a long time before he finished brushing his lunch box. He received some water and strode to the teaching building while drinking.

It's not too late for Xiao Ming to arrive at the classroom today. There are already several girls studying hard in the classroom.

Xiaoming goes to the bathroom first. After greeting some friends, Xiao Kai and Xiao Song, he sits on his seat and writes English calligraphy. Xiaoming writes slowly and is not at all interested in calligraphy.

He often thinks about these scenes.

He won the Nobel Prize in physics.

His composition was so well written that he was used by the Chinese teacher as a fan wennian.

He became the first in the grade, and so on.

There are four classes in the morning and afternoon in No. 1 middle school, and Xiao Ming must sleep in the first two classes every day, just like reading in the morning.

In math class, I only heard the math teacher draw and write and speak on the platform. Xiao Ming was also very serious.

But once his heart was quiet, he slowly fell into a nightmare. He saw the math teacher and the content on the blackboard in a hazy way, and then the chicken pecked the rice.

But this can not be called sleep, because at this time, Xiaoming's brain is as active as Xiaoming's brain at night.

The teacher called Xiao Ming up. Everyone laughed. Xiao Ming stood up for a class.

After the second class in the morning, a marching song sounded on the campus, and everyone went to the playground for exercise again. Soon, the hysterical teachers performed in the playground.

After the establishment, we did not immediately disband. The vice president said, "good news, students! OSNA group helped me with the education of Meili No. 1 middle school. This afternoon, Mr. Bian Wubian, the chairman of the board, will visit our school."

"So our school is going to have a clean-up. We should attach great importance to it!"

"Students, we will use the remaining two classes in the morning to clean up. Everyone should follow the arrangement of the head teacher and the team leader on duty and be strict with them."

"Good! Disband! The duty group will go to the health area. The rest will go back to the dormitory. The teacher will respect the teacher's arrangement."

Everyone seemed crazy, because they would not have to go to class. They made trouble in the dormitory. When they returned to the dormitory, they began to joke. When they met old Zhu, they thought of his embarrassment and asked, "did old Zhu find a teacher?"

Xiao Zhu shouted, "come on! Have a look!"

After that, he took off his coat and several red marks appeared on his back.

"TMD, old Ben!"

"Cow!" Others shouted.

"Come and have a look at Lao Zhu's back! The boss beat him!" Everyone likes to show off their meritorious deeds and invite friends.

So many people came to our dormitory. After knowing the reason, they shouted, "cow!"

When we were having a good time, old Zhu said, "let's go. The old lady will come later." So everyone dispersed.

Sure enough, I guessed right. After a while, the old lady came.

Everyone immediately performed their respective duties. The head teacher walked into their dormitory and said, "it's worth it!"

They all nodded.

The head teacher pointed to the corner of the wall and said, "look, this has to be cleaned."

They nodded again.

After the old class left, the bold old pig went straight ahead and said behind him, "Damn it!" We all laughed.

In the morning, noon and evening, life seems to be like this forever. Walking between the canteen of the teaching building and the dormitory building, Xiao Ming saw a group of middle-aged people in suits downstairs after peeing in the toilet that afternoon.

The headmaster led the directors to nod and bow, filled with laughter, and a group of people also smiled and nodded.

Xiao Ming said to Xiao Song, "which one do you think is Bian Wu? I think it's the fat man." Xiao Ming points at the fat man.

Komatsu smiled: "it's the one wearing sunglasses!

They have been deadlocked, but attracted more people to participate in the discussion. After a while, they scolded: "these people are a group of corrupt officials!" Everyone laughed again.

After a while, the bell rang, and everyone dispersed.