taste time

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Anyway, I was bored, so I took pictures with her mobile phone. At first, she didn't want to do anything, so I adopted the tactic of shameless, and took pictures secretly if I didn't do it.Anyway, I ended up shooting a lot.Some of them were taken by me and her, and some were taken by others. When I took pictures of her, she was mostly handsome. When I took pictures of me, I could only compare myself to two scissorhands.She was very disgusted by this: "Damn, can you change the gesture. You are the same!"

With a smug smile, "I'm happy, it's up to you. Be serious, don't make me look ugly."

She shook her head seriously, "Then I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

I stupidly asked, "Why?"

She replied naturally, "Because people are ugly."

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Screw you!

In fact, I have secretly photographed a lot of Huang Shiya, some clear and some blurry.I also bought a special memory card and put those photos in it.I didn't think too much about it at the time, but I didn't expect that there were only these photos left with her.I have to be grateful for the wit at the time.

Mom called and said she wouldn't come back today, secretly happy in her heart.Naturally, I went to Huang Shiya's house, and she was the only one in her house anyway.Asked if she was going to my house, she quickly shook her head, "Your parents are so cruel to you as your own, but why don't you kill me as an outsider?"

What words! I said they would not come back today, but she said what if they did.Well.How come there is a feeling of being caught.

When you go to her house, you naturally have to prepare the ingredients yourself.Thinking that there were only two people, I only bought a bag of quick-frozen dumplings, brought them back and cooked them, and it was over after eating a bowl for each of them.It was very cold outside, and the two of them didn't know what to do for a while.I said just watch ghost movies.She looked at me questioningly, "Are you sure?" I nodded "Yes", "Don't you dare?" I have an idea, and if she is afraid, I can hold her in my arms to comfort her.Put the film in, close the curtains, turn off the lights, buy popcorn, and open two cans of beer, the atmosphere is there.I sat upright for a long time, but the machine didn't respond for a long time, and the frequency was always black.

"What's going on? Why is there no response?"

Huang Shiya went to withdraw the film and fiddled there for a long time. I almost ate the popcorn on the sofa, and she said sullenly: "It should be a long time since I played it, the machine is broken."

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is depressed.Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the door. It was so late, who would come? "Hey, could it be a ghost?" I asked softly.

Shi Ya knocked on me, "How dare you watch ghost movies with such a little courage!" She said and opened the door.A boy about eleven or twelve years old was brought in.

A child knocked on the door in the middle of the night! Don't ghost stories have such plots.

Shiya explained: "The neighbor's little brother lost his key and couldn't get in. My parents didn't come back, so they wanted to come and sit with me first to avoid the disadvantages."

So this is ah.Still friendly, he handed him the popcorn, but he shook his head solemnly, "Mom said, after nine o'clock in the evening, don't eat sweets, you will gain weight, and your teeth will get worms."

Well. Huáng Shiya laughed haha, "Did you hear that!"

Speechless.Your mother really cares about you.All of a sudden, I didn't want to eat or not to eat.

Originally imagined, the two of us, talking and laughing, love each other.But the facts once again proved that the reality is cruel.God knows, I managed to spend the night at Huang Shiya's house, and even played poker with that little brother. The three of us fought for the landlord all night.I thought the kid had no money, so he just played around, but the younger brother took out several cards of Grandpa Mao from his pocket, which had more money than I had on my body.Seeing my little brother making a lot of money, I had two dark circles under my eyes, and my heart almost collapsed.So young, who taught him to play cards?

The little brother replied obediently: "Sister, there is no one to teach me. I just watched my father play cards and learned."

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The author has something to say: About three chapters will be passed on every day, until the end of the pass.

☆, parallel class

Although I already guessed that I will be in the parallel class next semester, I still went to the academic affairs system to check it before the school started.well.Sure enough, I returned to Class Nine.I started late in the morning, and lingered on the road for a long time. When I went to the school to register, there was no one in the office.It's not the office of the last semester, but the head teacher of the first semester of high school. When she saw me, she smiled and said, "I thought you weren't coming. You are the only one in the class who hasn't registered yet." He was one of the best in the class, so he entered the experimental class, and now he came back, feeling like the goods, and was returned.She used to be very kind to me, got good grades, and was the teacher's favorite everywhere.He also smiled at her, "I was delayed by something, and I kept the teacher waiting for a long time. Teacher Zhang still leads Class Nine?"

"Naturally, I want to bring your class to graduation."

I handed in □□, and showed her the homework to check, and she returned it to me, "You don't need to read it, I believe you have finished it." I was shocked, Mr. Zhang, I am no longer the one I used to be. A student who knows how to study, you still trust me so much! She looked at me and said, "When you come back, just settle down and study hard. For those of you who entered the experimental class, I have been paying attention to everyone's grades. Are you not used to it? You did very badly in the first test in the experimental class. It was obviously far from before. I have a vague feeling that you will return to Class Nine." I nodded, admitting it.When I was in the experimental class, those teachers all dismissed me and ignored me. The head teacher even sneered at me. Unexpectedly, the former head teacher was still silently paying attention to my grades.It is impossible not to be moved.

"Don't feel ashamed to go back to Class Nine. Many of those who go to the parallel class will not adapt to the teaching methods of the teacher in the experimental class. Many come back. What I want to tell you is that as long as you work hard, you can learn knowledge anywhere Now that you are back, you will start again, you have been diligent and studious, I believe in you."

When I came out of the office, my eyes were already red, teacher, thank you for your trust.Since entering the experimental class, I have been very depressed. Teacher, I will work hard, and I will definitely prove to the teacher of the experimental class that it is not my problem, but that I am not used to the teaching methods of your experimental class.

When I returned to the class, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. My former deskmate Zhou Xiaoxi saw me and waved to me with a smile, "Oh, Qingshan, come here, come here and sit."

The former back table shouted "Welcome our little Chinese princess back to the palace!" For a while, everyone laughed.There is a warmth in my heart, this is the collective feeling, the feeling of home.

Those who have been in the experimental class and the parallel class have the same feeling, that is, the experimental class only focuses on individual learning, while the parallel class puts more emphasis on collective honor.People in the experimental class are often just perfunctory about the various activities held by the school, while those in the parallel class will regard it as a collective honor, not to mention actively participating, there are countless people who just go to cheer and encourage.

Because of my height, I was placed in the second row almost in the middle.Parallel classes do not arrange seats according to grades, but those who are not good at grades and do not want to learn will consciously choose the back seat to make room for those who want to learn.One of the deskmates is the representative of the mathematics class, and the other I don't know yet, I heard that it is the representative of the Chinese class.Well.All right.I sat right between the two class representatives.

Because I used to be the representative of the Chinese class in this class, some students didn’t call me by my name, they only called me the representative of the Chinese class. Now that I’m back, some people still call me the representative of the Chinese class. After realizing it, the real representative of the Chinese class stood up, and the classmate Nuonuo explained, "I'm not calling you, I'm Qingshan."According to the representative of the math class, the representative of the Chinese class came down from the experimental class last semester. He was No. 1 in the class almost every time, but he was always close to reaching the score of returning to the experimental class.No one in the two-semester class went to the experimental class, but a few came down.No wonder there are a few I have no impression at all.