Love Diary of a Spiritual Boy

cloudy on October 7

The head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-] was a strange middle-aged man, wearing a shirt and trousers, combed his hair neatly, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His gentle appearance was very much like a university professor in a TV series.When I entered the classroom, I was intimidated by his unique temperament. I was just about to talk to Zhao Hengyi about the origin of this new teacher, but I found that the person standing beside me had already changed.

I stared at his face for three seconds, and finally smiled awkwardly: "Haha, I don't think I've seen this teacher before..."

My brother looked at me condescendingly, gave a reserved "hmm", and took a seat on his own.

When my younger brother saw me coming in, he sat in the last row and waved to me. I walked up to him happily and sat down next to him. My younger brother couldn't wait to share gossip about the new homeroom teacher with me.

"I heard that this teacher is the ex-boyfriend of the woman the principal took care of..."

"Who said that?"

"Everyone is talking."

I haven't seen him for two months, and he has gained a lot of weight, and he still has that white and tender appearance. This explosive gossip contains too much information. I digested it for a while before sighing that my vision is too shallow. The original world There are really men who cuckold themselves.

"Students, be quiet..." The new head teacher tapped the blackboard with his knuckles and began to introduce himself, "I am your future head teacher, and my name is Yu Shu."

As soon as the words were finished, a girl shouted from below: "Teacher, which school did you teach in before!"

"One Middle School."

"Wow! Then why did you come to our Thirteenth High School?"

"According to your principal, I am here to help the poor in the [-]th Middle School."

At that moment, the laughter in the class disappeared without a trace. I lay down on the table and giggled. I can guarantee that he must have heard those girls talking about him. I thought this guy looked like a dog. The class teacher is a soft persimmon, but I didn't expect to be a powerful character.

"Is there any question?" The head teacher smiled and adjusted his glasses, "Should I continue talking?"

"Oh, by the way, let me explain one more thing..." He snapped the white chalk in his hand into two pieces, "Your principal didn't raise a woman outside, he and his wife have a very good relationship, so I'm not the one to cuckold him either."

"This clarification should be clear enough, right?"

"Ha!..." There was a sudden laugh in the silent atmosphere, I lowered my head and covered my mouth, desperately trying to reduce my sense of existence, but I was still caught by this mean head teacher.

"The boy at the end of the second row... yes, it's you, don't hide behind and laugh alone, stand up and share something funny with everyone."

The sensible brother kept pinching my thigh, and he didn't stop until I gasped in pain.I secretly scolded myself for being ashamed on the first day of school again, but I could only stand up in the eyes of all kinds of people around me.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laugh if you want to."

"What are you laughing at?"

I looked down at the bruise on my thigh: "I don't know."

"What is your name?"

"Jiang Tong."

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of paper being flipped, and the gentle voice asked me, "No. 1?"

"Yes."

"Then introduce yourself first."

I think there are three things in life that are very embarrassing - the first is to go home with a schoolbag, and when I get home, I find that the zipper of the schoolbag has not been pulled; the second is to find that there is only the last one left in my pocket paper; the third is to introduce yourself on various occasions.

And every time I do the last thing, I can embarrass myself for a whole week, but the current situation does not allow me to refuse.So I closed my eyes and began to chant sutras: "My name is Jiang Tong, and my student number is No. 1. My original class is Grade [-] and Class [-], and I am still in the stage of discovering my specialties and hobbies. I have a lively and cheerful personality, and I have a pair of observant eyes. And because he was born with an unlucky physique, it is easy to spy on other people's private lives; he is positive in thinking, and likes to support justice and help the weak. A few years ago, he had a glorious achievement of beating ten gangsters away..."

I can still think seriously about the first fifty words, but once I start to think about it, I can easily get flustered. I stole all the proud history of Boss Xu in the past like memorizing: "When I was in the first grade of elementary school, my deskmate was careless. I dropped my pencil case on the ground, and then I took a bench and smashed his head into pieces; when I was in the sixth grade, the school boss at the opposite door wanted to fight me to the death, and we fought for three days and three nights. The bloody security guard at the school gate It took the uncle a week to clean it up; when I was in the third year of junior high school, I wanted to retire and leave opportunities for young people, but my younger brothers kept kneeling at the door of the classroom, insisting that they would not be able to live without me..."

Just when I was full of enthusiasm, my younger brother carefully tugged at the corner of my clothes: "Brother...to introduce yourself, you just need to say your name and the original class...the teacher told us when we entered the classroom... "

"Oh, I know."

I stopped my speech immediately and sat down quickly. Needle drop could still be heard in the classroom. I am glad that everyone has received professional training, and they can hold back when they can't help it.

However, the head teacher soon took the lead in laughing, and thunderous laughter erupted in the classroom. I fell face down on the desk like a puddle of mud, and asked my younger brother in a deadpan voice: "Xiaoshu, can I talk to you?" Do you want to change your face?"

The silly boy shook his head resolutely with a silly smile on his face.

After the self-introduction session is over, the seats are arranged. According to the principle of fate and heaven, the class teacher requires everyone to follow the rule of student number size, that is, there are 40 students in the class, No. 1 and No. 10 are at the same table, and No. 2 and No. 11 Be at the same table, and so on.

"I put the list on the podium, you can come up and see for yourself."

My younger brother's deskmate at No. 12 is a nerd, my brother's deskmate at No. 11 is a well-behaved younger sister, and my deskmate at No. 10... is a person who wears his school uniform backwards in the classroom and sits on the seat with a headset on. A rebellious boy singing with his feet up.

I sat next to him and yelled at him: "That...classmate? I'm your deskmate Jiang Tong, hello? Are you there? Hello? Can you hear me? Hey, hey, you can talk to me for a while?"

"Jiang Tong."

Someone called me out of the blue, and I turned around and found that it was my brother with a blank face. I thought he couldn't find a deskmate, so he came to ask for help, so I kindly pointed to the short-haired girl who stood at the door and looked at him timidly. Signaled to him that Xie Jing Xing's deskmate was there.

"Jiang Tong," the elder brother was still thinking about the previous bet, "be at the same table with me."

I should be quick: "I don't want to."

"How do you agree?"

"Nothing."

Then my brother raised his desk and came to the other side of me under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone. After he settled the desk, he still had the same indifferent expression, but what he said made me feel that he was caught by too much. The elder sister possessed her body: "Tongtong, I miss you."