1981

At this time, a voice sounded: "Huang Yan stands up, are you coming to school?"

Scared Xiao Wei immediately concluded the language book to cover his face, and a baby's appearance.

It turned out that the Director of the Director was already coming to the classroom. She was attracted by Xiao Yu's laughter, but she didn't have a nature of Xiao Yu, but the name made Huang Han stand up, proper two standards.

This is the reality, Xiao Yu's parents have faces, grades and so on, the class teacher is close to the 50-year-old Jiang surnamed fat woman, of course, will not reprimand, turn to the scholar Huang Hai, one is disadvilings.

Huang Hao did not resist, he got up, calmly, "Reporting Jiang teacher, I am going to school."

"Waffles, what do you see? What are you doing? Take a look at you!" Ginger fat saw that Huang Yan is not humble and irritated, and he is very angry.

To be honest, in Huang Hao's memory, this Jiang teacher is not a place, even the minimum teacher's morality is not, the mouth has never peculiar, often in the class.

The most prominent thing is that she often joys students: "The bamboo shoots on the mountain, the pointers, the skin, the abdomen." "The stink of the pit, can't smell, dance can't dance." ......

The student is a cool, the primary school students are not wood, and there is basically no one to respect her Jiang teacher, but instead of "ginger fat" and "ginger fat".

Fortunately, I will take over to the fourth grade for more than two months, and she does not need to take care of her. Next, I will encounter a character, and the teacher's morality is a sincerely respected two teachers.

"Haha ..." The students laughed.

Ginger fat is temper, it is possible to be the performance of menopausal syndrome, think about her age, estimated ten eight nine.

She screamed: "The early reading class has begun, and you haven't taken it out. If you are coming to school, I will go back to the door."

Halo, only less than ten minutes of school, I realized the pleasure of corporal punishment, or the taste of memory! Essence is so sour!

Huang Hao is crying, and he can't fight with the teacher at this time, even if this is one of his most disgusting teachers, how can it?

Standing, standing, Huang Hao faces the eyes of more than 60 students, the sixth volume of the Chinese language Chinese, the sixth book textbook, the more you read, to tell the truth, what to do in the third grade, Huang Yi No impression is not.

The classic expression on the ginger fat face reproduces, and a sentence: "Don't die! ..." scornful, despised, drama, in short, the solemate of the shoes, the impulse of her stinky face.

Due to the education of education, the teacher team at this time is relatively embarrassed. Many private teachers are quite poor, but this situation is gradually improved, soon there are many middle school students to come to elementary school.

Instruction of the school's team, in advance, the entire country will usher in the best era, and there is no best better.

The ginger fatty insults, Huang Hao, I can't read the language, and I have a thought in my heart. If I really stay in this era, I don't have a possible possibility, what is better.

Those who missed the scenery, those things that regret lifelong can change, the benefits brought by the reform are not bad?

I was fined for nearly 40 minutes. Huang Hao took the sixth volume of the language book. The heart is in the heart. Do you want to jump directly to read the fifth grade next to the beginning of the exam?

But when I changed, I evolved into a path to my eyes and became a learning tyrant. Will it bring unnecessary trouble?

I looked at my thin arm thin leg, and finally I decided to take a step, I don't need it too much, and it is unauthorized.

The next ringing ringing, Huang Yi saw ginger fat and self-reliant, did not take care of himself, no matter whether there is an order of canceling a penalty, returning to his seat.

The butt was not sitting stable, and a girl hanging on a shoulder and asked in front of him: "Huang Wei,

The three bars in the elementary school are basically the squad leader. Under normal circumstances, it is a sense of master, and it is good to hear the teacher's assistant. It is difficult to hear it.

Where is Huang Hao knew that there is such a thing, ask: "Composition? What is the title? What is the requirements?"

"Haha ..." many children who heard the two dialogues were laughed.

The squad leader has a small face of a small person, she said: "The composition of the teacher arranged by the teacher's tomb at the last week, requiring no less than two hundred words."

It turns out that the memory of the Qing Ming Festival primary and secondary school students must go to the grave, and they have to write a composition. Now it is mid-April, it should be caught up.

Huang Wei: "Trouble you, etc., I will write it right away!"

"Hahaha ..." This time, this time is a laughter. The third-grade primary school student is about writing, and the two-week essay is deeply evil pain.

Listening to the Huanghai, this student is relaxed, everyone feels ridiculous.

The squad leader is angry and funny, and the road is said: "Well! I don't want to worry, look at you."

Huang Hao has written several millions of words, writing a preschool primary school student composition and is elementary school, and the topic of junior high school should naturally get it in minutes.

He turned out of the text and picked up the pen and went straight. "Qingming season, there are many people who want to break the soul. In this grief day, all the students of the third grade four shots have a painful mood ..."

On the other hand, there is no noise around, I only hear the wheezing of the children, the squad leader stared at Huang Hao's pen, it is incredible.

Less than eight minutes, the full-disciplinary primary school students are jumped on paper, and they have been looking at the squad leaders and the same table Xiao Yu and a lively child.

The squad leader knows that the number of text is enough, because one page is a checkered paper, one hundred and fifty words, Huang Yi wrote two pages, should not be less than 270 words.

Xiao Yu's exclamation sounded: "Huang Hao, how did your word write so good?"

Hey, this problem is not good to answer, Huang Yu Xiaosi's pen word is like ghost characters, has been in junior high school before starting to spend time, and later practicing, talking is not how beautiful, can only count the medium rule.

But such a pen grade has surpassed a large half of the teacher, it is much higher than that of the ginger fat man, and the children are of course surprised.

Huang Hao applied: "I used the previous words because I was not serious, I was serious about writing."

Xiao Yu has some don't believe it, whispered: "I have never been seriously written, why don't you feel good, but can't get up? How can you write it again?"

The squad leader stayed at a moment, and the opening: "Let's sweep the grave are the day before the Ching Ming Festival, and there is no rain at all that day!"

what? Huang Yu's old face is red, wrong, it should be a small face, then return to normal, vibration has a word: "This is not important, get a little rain out to attract young pioneers to remember the pain of the martyrs, can it be?"

"It seems to be reasonable, your composition is very good, the word is also working, it should be excellent." The squad leader received a text, throwing a sentence.

The lively children have been surprised by the eyes of the eyes, they are really surprised by the magical writing speed of the Huang Han, no one is laughing, ridicule.

A little boy with two bars on a shoulder: "Huang Hao, you have not entered the team at all, can you do it as a young pioneer?"

At this time, you can not wear red scarf, and there are more than a dozen people in the third grade of the third grade, including the scholastic yellow.

For this year, Huang Hai is really sad, sad, can't be lost for communist successors, has been a glorious young pioneer who has become a glorious young pioneer, and finally gains the right to take off work.

At this time, the middle-aged uncle Huang is smiling and smiled.

This is not a child who can pick up, the two bars shut up, the friends are all.