Love Diary of a Spiritual Boy

cloudy on October 7

The principal of No. [-] Middle School put it very beautifully, why did you come all the way to work hard for you, and why your presence really made the humble house full of glory.However, the fuller the words, the worse the ending. The principal of No. [-] Middle School who said a lot of good things went for a long time to catch big fish, and finally gave our principal a fatal blow. In order to make the friendship between the two schools last forever, he has arranged tomorrow A full day of gala.

Everyone knows that No. [-] Middle School has the most powerful teachers in the city, and when it comes to large-scale exams, nine out of ten questions their teachers press are right.Originally, according to the original plan, the principal of the other party had prepared a lot of study plans and learning methods for us to learn from, but the principal of No. [-] Middle School reluctantly agreed under the pressure of the love letter.If there is no rear-end chase in the afternoon, even if we end up being bullied, we still have at least half a day of stealth time. The uncle did everything one by one, and his good wish of stealing test papers, questions and scores was basically going to come to nothing.

The three villains have never cared about these twists and turns. Based on their brains, it is estimated that they will have to re-introduce several times to get the fifth question of the multiple-choice question on the math paper correct.The boss of Taimei came over and asked my brother what he wrote on my draft paper. I touched the love letter in my trouser pocket through my school pants and asked how did you know it again.

"I looked at what he wrote!"

"Then didn't you see what he wrote?"

"I just saw the first three words - To Jiang Tong, and he won't show me the rest. What did he write? He won't really write you a love letter, right?!"

I didn't say a word, I generously took out the love letter and gave it to the eldest sister. When she opened it and saw what was written inside, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of doubts: "Is it gone?"

"Gone."

"Are you kidding me?"

"No..." I leaned over and pointed to the words on it, "Isn't it all written on it?"

"What did you write? To—Jiang—Tong—what about the content behind it? Did you eat it?"

"What do you want..." I pouted, took the love letter back and put it back in my trouser pocket, "I'm afraid my heart won't be able to bear it if he writes more."

"There is no love or love written on it, what can't you bear?" Taimei boss gave me, "You will be a donkey to your sister now, right?"

"No! It's all written on it!"

"Then tell me what he wrote!"

"He said that he doesn't speak sweet words like other boys, and he doesn't know when he can really express his love. But since he has Jiang Tong in his heart, he will work hard."

The boss of Taimei sneered a few times: "It's a pity that you don't want to be a screenwriter with your talent. You still made up flowers with just three words? Why didn't I see anything except perfunctory?"

"What can you tell?" I imitated my brother's usual tone of voice, with a light tone, "If you write less, you think people are perfunctory, and if you write too much, you think people have too much bullshit..."

The soles of my shoes rubbed against the ground twice, and I was about to run away: "Can people who are not in love shut up?!"

"Jiang Tong, are you tired of living!——"

We ate dinner in the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School, and the big meal that the principal uncle ate was just an extra chicken leg per person on the basis of two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish.I thought to myself that if I could become the principal of No. [-] Middle School, I still have some skills in my hands. These tricks not only deceived our principal and led us into the ditch by the way.

The difference between No. [-] Middle School and us is that they have evening self-study, and now there are still students eating in twos and threes in the cafeteria.Adhering to the reason that enemies are extremely jealous when meeting each other, Xu Xiaofeng took the lead and walked over to Aunt Dafan with a murderous look.

"Auntie! Each of us has two chicken legs!"

Auntie Dafan is tall and burly, waving a spoon bigger than my head and said, "Classmates—you are from another school, right? Our cafeteria stipulates that each person can only eat one——"

"Auntie!" Zhao Hengyi said out loud, "We are from Thirteen High School! We are guests!"

"Oh—from the thirteenth high school?" Auntie's kind tone immediately changed. She looked down at the young children and shouted, "Osmanthus fragrans! It's from the thirteenth high school! Don't burn it! Turn off the fire! You cut all the chicken legs in half at the back! Half of them is enough for each of them!"

"okay--"

No one expected that characters like the cafeteria aunt learned to treat them differently. The boss of Taimei bit the third half chicken leg in her mouth bitterly, biting the bone of the chicken so that it made a loud noise.Xu Xiaofeng and Zhao Hengyi unhappily ate dinner without chicken legs, and missed the days when they were kings and hegemons in Thirteen High School.

Everyone eats very fast, because the evening self-study in the No. [-] Middle School has already started, and time is life. If a teacher comes to the evening self-study to teach his students a small meal, if they are not present, they will really export all their underwear .

While wiping the oil from my mouth, I ran towards the teaching building with the big troops. The boss of Taimei roared amidst the cicadas singing at night. How could I not know that this group of people loves to study so much!Zhao Hengyi lost one of his shoes while running, and when he stopped to pick up the shoes, his fellow alumni who didn't regard him as a human being ran over his weak body.

"Ah—help—"

However, when we arrived at the teaching building, we found that the principal was already there waiting for us. He raised a benevolent look and said that he had already prepared the classroom and the students who communicated with us.

"Let's go, everyone?"

"He's not going to turn us into a dark alley and kill us all?"

"My friend, out of so many people, only two heads are the most valuable, so it's not your turn to die, understand?"

"Which two heads are the most valuable?"

"What do you think?"

The most valuable head is now following the other most valuable head. We walked into a large classroom and found that there were also 25 students waiting for us.

"Hello, good evening—" A female teacher with a sweet appearance and a gentle voice came in, "I will give you a lesson on purifying your soul tonight."

When I look at those listless people sitting in the classroom, I always feel that they are people from two worlds with us.The boss of Taimei chose the seats in the last three rows for us. I followed my brother to the second to last row. He turned and glanced at me, meaning to let me sit here with him.

But since I walked into this classroom, I was always feeling bored, so I looked up at him and shook my head, and sat in the last row.

"Students please sit down quickly, our class is about to start."

Zhao Hengyi, who was sitting next to me, was shocked by my actions. The boss of Taimei sat down on the empty seat next to my brother, and turned to me and asked, "Why are you so nervous? Why don't you sit here?"

"I think it's weird here." I said nervously, "Help me protect Xie Jing Xing."

"how about you?"

"I sat behind him and protected him."

"Students, I know that you have been under a lot of pressure since you were admitted to No. 25 Middle School. There are so many outstanding people here, and you have always used your grades to divide people into three, six, and nine grades. As the bottom [-] of your grade, you usually There must be a lot of negativity..."

It took me a long time to realize that this is a psychological education class. Zhao Hengyi listened to the poisonous chicken soup, and it was rare to speak hard: "How does she know that these people at the bottom of the grade are very tired? What if they enjoy it? What? Look at Yingying, who is scolded by the teacher every day, but I don’t think anyone is happier than her, right? Is Pi studying in such a school? It’s hard for him not to be crooked.”

"Maybe you were born with a lower IQ than others, and your acquired efforts are not as effective as others, but it doesn't matter. Parents may be disappointed with you, but teachers will never..."

"Did she fail elementary school Chinese?" Taimei's boss cocked her feet and picked her fingers and complained in a low voice, "If the teacher is not disappointed with them, why do you still have to take this class?"

I smiled, and said indifferently: "I probably think they can save it again."

"Okay, the next step is the usual catharsis. Whether it's condemning the teacher or slandering the classmates, you can tell the deepest secrets or worries hidden in your heart, and the teacher will help you solve your problems. Ah! There is a new news today. Friends who came here, let them first talk about their own hearts.”

According to the psychology teacher, starting from the first in the first row of the first group and going backwards, the student whose turn it is to stand up by himself, and then he can sit down after speaking.The person in front of me happened to be the boss of Taimei. I heard her smile contemptuously and told us that if we want to smash the scene, we must smash it thoroughly.

The first one to stand up was Zhao Hengyi, the number one in their class: "Teacher, can you tell our dean to stop all the fancy activities. Sometimes I really want to scold him, but when I think of him I can't bear to look like I'm doing my best for us."

I could clearly see the psychology teacher's expression froze: "... yes."

The second one is the first in the class of Taimei Boss: "Teacher, can you tell me some ways to become beautiful? I recently fell in love with an older brother, and I want to make myself better. It is best to become like our class Like Pan Yingying."

"Student, you can work harder in your studies!" The psychology teacher taught me, "As long as your grades are good! My brother will definitely notice you!"

"But I'm already the number one in the liberal arts class, how can I work harder?" The younger sister asked with a strange face, "And I don't have any goals, as long as I can secure the number one position in the thirteenth grade. "

Zhao Hengyi was lying on the table laughing and pinching his thigh, and the next person said one more outrageous than the other, hoping that he failed the exam to attract others' attention, and asked the teacher where he could sell good dog food because his dog I have had diarrhea recently.When it was the eldest sister's turn, she stood up slowly, and said without hesitation: "I am the bottom one in our grade, and I have nothing to say, just hope I can keep this grade forever."

"Oh! Also—teacher, I'm your fan! Can you help me get an autograph from the principal of No. [-] Middle School? I've admired him for a long time!"

After she finished her provocation, it was finally my turn. When I stood up, the love letter in my school pants crushed my thigh. My brother's side face was always visible in my peripheral vision. The eldest sister kept threatening me. Say it harshly.

I thought for a long time about how cruel it was, so I asked her in a low voice what kind of effect she wanted.

"It's something that makes people itch their teeth with hatred when they hear it, but there's nothing they can do about it!"

"I know!" I calmed down and shouted loudly, "Jiang Tong likes Xie Jing Xing!"

It seems that Jiang Tong's liking for Xie Jingxing has always been an unspoken secret. I have written down my liking many times in my diary, and people in the know have forced me to admit my liking many times, but whether it is voluntary or forced, I seem to never I didn't take the initiative to say that I like it.

It is impossible for a person to become brave in an instant, and I only dared to act mischievously because half of the people in the classroom did not know me. In fact, I only yelled half a sentence, and the other half was still contained on the tongue.

"It's broken..." Zhao Hengyi wailed, "Jiang Tong is sick again!"

"Jiang Tong likes Xie Jing Xing," I said as I sat down calmly, "It is recommended to read aloud and recite the whole text."