Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

"exist."

"Here, I saw him play football."

"It's still there before the last run, right next to me."

In the chaos, Ding Jun, sitting in the last row by the window, shouted, "Teacher, he is on the playground."

The students by the window all stood up and looked out of the window. The teacher also went to the window, pushed the window open, put his right hand in front of his eyes, and looked carefully for a while. Sure enough, he saw Dachang standing on the horizontal bar. I don't know what I'm doing.

"Zhang Xingming, you ran over to see him gaha." Teacher Wang directly asked Zhang Xingming to go, Zhang Xingming sighed, gaha, stick to it.

He went downstairs unhurriedly, trotted to the horizontal bar, and circled around Dachang. Although he knew what was going on, he saw Dachang holding the uprights of the horizontal bar with both hands, his tongue sticking to it Look, still can't help but want to laugh.

"Ah cute, it's awesome." Dachang squinted at Zhang Xingming, and said something he couldn't understand.

Zhang Xingming ran to the edge of the playground. Teacher Wang stood by the open window and poked his head out.

Zhang Xingming shouted: "His tongue is stuck, tongue, stuck, stuck, stuck. Sticked to the horizontal bar."

Teacher Wang nodded and closed the window.

After a while, Teacher Wang came to the playground with a big enamel tea mug full of warm water and walked towards Dachang. Zhang Xingming ran over to take it. in front of.

Zhang Xingming reckoned that Dachang was glued here after class, and it has been almost 10 minutes now. Looking at him standing there, he is already very cold, his face is pale, and he keeps moving his feet, but Tongue stuck to the horizontal bar, and dared not make any big moves.

Seeing Teacher Wang approaching, Dachang called out while gesticulating: "Brain system, giant, oh Xidou, what are you doing?"

Teacher Wang walked over with warm water in his hands and said, "Don't move, stand still."

Dachang stopped immediately, holding the horizontal bar with both hands, and squinted at Mr. Wang motionlessly. He opened his mouth for too long, and the saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth continuously, freezing skating slag on the front of his clothes.

Teacher Wang shook his head from side to side, observed carefully, then raised the warm water in his hand, put the mouth of the cup on the top of Zhu Zi's tongue, and slowly poured the warm water down the post.

Warm water trickled down the iron pillar, and Teacher Wang adjusted the angle again so that the water just hit Dachang's tongue, and said, "Don't move, don't move if you feel able to move, wait for a while."

Teacher Wang is relatively small, not too different from Dachang, and it is a bit difficult to hold the tea mug to pour water. Zhang Xingming walked over and said, "Teacher, let me do it." Teacher Wang looked at him and said, "It must drip on the tongue. Can't stop the flow, can't flow too fast."

Zhang Xingming nodded, and stretched out his hand to support the tea mug. Teacher Wang withdrew his hand, took a step back, and watched the water trickle down.

Most of the tank of warm water was poured down, and Teacher Wang said, "Move your tongue lightly to see if it can come down?"

Dachang's tongue moved, and most of it was detached from the iron pillar, only the tip of his tongue was still stuck to it.

Teacher Wang looked at it, nodded, and said, "Okay, it's okay, there is enough water, keep pouring, don't stop, don't miss it, Wang Zhichang, try to pick it up, don't use too much force."

The water was about to be poured, and Dachang probably felt that it was almost done, so he retracted his tongue into his mouth at once, and then he covered his mouth and stared at his eyes, his face was twisted, "Uh, uh, hmm, uh .”

Zhang Xingming looked at him, looked at the horizontal bar pillars, the water poured on it had turned into thin ice, and there was a small white mark inside, Dachang was in a hurry, the skin on the tip of his tongue was peeled off, it is estimated that he It hurts so much that my whole body is shaking.

He groaned for a while, then gradually recovered, the pain was no longer so painful, he straightened up, and let out a long breath with his mouth tightly shut.He looked at Teacher Wang and smiled a little.

Teacher Wang didn't say anything, just waved his hand with a big mouth, and there was a crisp snap.

After playing, Teacher Wang said to Zhang Xingming: "Go back to class." He turned around and walked into the teaching building.

Zhang Xingming followed for a few steps, looked back at Dachang still standing there trembling, and said, "Come back, are you still standing there?"

Wang Zhichang covered his mouth, his face was aggrieved, and he followed the two of them back to the classroom with a feeling of aggrieved expression.

After entering the classroom, Zhang Xingming put the tea mug in his hand on the desk and returned to his seat.

Teacher Wang stood on the podium, turned back and pointed to the corner of the podium, rushed away to Wang Zhichang who was behind and said, "Stand there, you just stand and listen to this class."

Wang Zhichang was stunned for a moment, then walked to the corner waddlingly, and stood there looking at the teacher.

Teacher Wang picked up the book from the desk, turned it over a few times, and said: "Today we are learning a new text, but before learning the new lesson, let's review the new words and new words in the previous lesson. Write down the new words in the class."

Teacher Wang raised his head and began to look at the students. He raised his confident head high and looked at the teacher. He lowered his head and pretended not to hear the teacher's words. In fact, we all behaved like this when we were students. We didn't know Yes, everyone's performance can be seen clearly from the podium, and it has no effect at all.

The teacher didn't fix you, it's not that you escaped successfully, it's just that the teacher didn't want to fix you, including those who cheated on the exam. From the teacher's side, it's really not easy to catch.

Maybe it was because of Dachang's incident that delayed the time. The teacher didn't torture the poor students this time, and directly called Jiang Zexi to go up.

Jiang Zexi took a chalk and wrote seriously. He was not tall, so he had to stand on tiptoe, which made the students in front of him laugh, but Dachang thought his classmates were laughing at him, so he winked at the students in front of him and played a few expressions. Amused a few classmates, lying on the table and laughing.

Teacher Wang was expressionless, walked over slowly with the book, turned around and took the book and slapped Wang Chengchang's head five or six times, with slaps.

After the filming, Teacher Wang didn't say a word, turned around and walked back to the desk, pointed to the words Jiang Zexi had just written, and said, "Come on, let's read together."

The students read a few words in unison. Teacher Wang wiped the blackboard with a blackboard eraser and wrote the name of the new class.

"Okay, let's learn a new text today. Students open the books and read aloud with the teacher."

"There are fruit sellers in Hangzhou who are good at storing tangerines, and they won't collapse in the cold and heat. They come out brightly, jade and golden. If they are placed in the market, they will be sold ten times, and people will fight for them."

The sound of orderly reading resounded in the classroom and drifted in the corridor.

……

After the class was finished, it was time for the end of the get out of class. Teacher Wang packed up the lesson plans and books. Her class time was always very accurate.

After tidying up, Teacher Wang turned around and asked Wang Zhichang who had been standing in the corner: "Wang Zhichang, come here, I ask you, why are you licking the horizontal bar?"

Wang Zhichang's tongue didn't hurt so much now, he leaned back, afraid of being beaten, and said, "I just want to try it, they say it can stick, I see if it sticks."

"Crack," said a mouthful.

Chapter 304 Thinking of Collectivization and Professionalization (4)

At night, Zhang Xingming was painstakingly doing his homework.

"Bell...", the phone rang.

Zhang Xingming ran over to grab the phone as if he saw a savior.

"Hey?"

"Er Ming? My second brother, where's Gaha?"

"Hardworking junior high school students are doing their homework."

"Hahaha, you are still a diligent junior high school student. Let me tell you, we are back, we have arrived in Fengtian, and people have brought more than 70 people back, and the food and lodging have been arranged. After two days off, let them go to work. The salary Can it be the same as the employees here?"

"Okay, just look at it, you know this stall better than me now. How is it going? Did things go well?"

"Okay, then that Mayor Xiao is really good at doing things, man, what are you talking about, the people below don't even dare to fart."

"You have to pay attention to what you say. You will often deal with government departments in the future. Don't be bald one day, and say this in front of people."