I met you back in 2000

What am I talking about, if Shi Qiang doesn't make a century joke in one semester, let's hear that our year is not perfect.

Shi Qiang's composition in Chinese class today was read out as an excellent example. I really don't understand the world of rich people. What kind of psychology makes him express so much.Especially when he read the scene of the sanitation workers picking up the mobile phone from the urinal with their bare hands, I couldn't help but respect the old man.

But how many people in the audience were holding back their laughter, Shi Qiang was too absorbed in reading and didn't see it, but I wrote down their names one by one. After 16 years, no, ten years at most, when they step into the society, it will be up to the heavens to spare them.

Su Ze's dream of becoming a rich man has not changed. Of course she failed in the composition, and was criticized by the Chinese teacher by name. She said that she has never seen such a materialistic student in teaching and educating people for decades. She is very disappointed in Su Ze.

Mr. Hua has been a thoughtful scholar all his life, and he is indeed a bit out of date.She valued Su Ze too much, or everyone valued Su Ze too much, as if everyone wanted him to be Qian Xuesen, but he only wanted to be Wang Jianlin.

Su Ze said, "The material base determines the superstructure. I don't think there is any problem with my dream."

Teacher Hua let out a long sigh, and his words were full of sadness, "When you reach my age, you will know how vulnerable your dreams are to reality. If you don't make your dreams right now, then you will really only Live in a dream forever."

In fact, it’s just a composition, I think both of them are too serious.But Teacher Hua's words touched my heart, I don't need to be her age, I am already living in a dream.

After class, I advised Su Ze, "For things like money, just have enough."

"How much is enough?"

How much is not enough!If a person wants to live to the extreme, "Basic food, housing and transportation, only tailor-made clothes, only eat products produced by Michelin three-star chefs, live in luxury villas with sea views on the top of the mountain, and drive private large jets. Do you figure it out?"

Su Ze was stunned for a moment, and then said to himself, "That will really make a lot of money."

Seeing his seriousness, I burst into a smile, "I'll just say it casually, and you take it seriously."

Qin Jiangyu happened to be here to hand out his English homework. Seeing Su Ze's composition, he couldn't help teasing, "Squad leader, you may fail one day."

"Oh, experience the feeling of failing." He said this to me.

Dad bought a motorcycle two days ago, and as expected, it fell into a ditch the night he drove it back.Father was afraid of being discovered by mother, so he only dared to call Su Ze's house.At that time, I happened to be eating baked potatoes on Su Ze's bed. When I answered the phone, it was my voice, and my father scolded me.

"Stinky boy, why are you acting like a mouse all day long, sneaking into Aze's house and stealing it?"

Feeling guilty, I quickly collected the potato, "No, I'm doing my homework."

"Forget it, hurry up to the vegetable field in front of Yan Lane."

I had an ominous premonition, "Dad, did you buy a motorcycle?"

"Come here if I tell you to, and take you to eat grilled chicken wings."

Hehe, he coaxed me like that back then.

Forget it, who told him that he was my real father.I was about to pack up and go downstairs when I suddenly found that the potato in my hand was gone. Looking at Su Ze's bed sheets, it was too horrible to look at!I wiped it with a piece of paper and it turned yellowish.During this period, my father called again to urge me, so I had to go out to get the car first.

It's so cold in February, my father and I fished in the mud for most of the night barefoot.In the end, I didn't eat the chicken wings, but ate a mouthful of mud.When we got back to the village, the lights of every house were turned off, so when Su Ze emerged from the alley, his father's car almost fell into the ditch again in fright.

"Ah Ze, why don't you go back so late."

"Oh," Su Ze was a little out of his mind, "I'm looking for Miaomiao."

Dad let me get out of the car and went back first. My feet were so cold that I couldn't walk easily, so I asked Su Ze to go back and talk about something.

But he stared at me hesitantly, with an unbelievable expression, "Did you shit on my bed?"

[The author has something to say]: Laugh when you want to laugh, don't hold back