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At this time, a clean broom appeared next to it, and the teacher sneered: "It's good to sweep it up, you are so stupid."
At that time, Lowe swore in his heart: I will never share the sky with your kid!
On the day of primary school, he saw his little enemy again.
It was rare for Mrs. Laus to dress him in good clothes. He thought it was extraordinarily good-looking, and his chin was raised even higher.
As a result, when saw it, saw the teacher. The other party was wearing beautiful clothes and stood out in the crowd, attracting many children of the same age to watch.
It didn't take long for Laoshi to make many friends by virtue of his excellent appearance, but he was out of tune with other people.
When everyone was sharpening pencils every day, the teacher clicked on the mechanical pencil.
When the boy climbed the tree and turned the horizontal bar to bully the female classmate, the teacher was doing his homework in the classroom.
Laus sat in the corner of the classroom, watching his classmates turn around him, his grief turned into a little mushroom, he engraved the teacher's name on the desk every day, and then recited: Amitabha, bless him this time Test duck eggs!
However, the grades of the teacher who came to him were always the first in the class. The teachers and classmates liked him but he couldn't. Even the little friends in Tongzilou gradually rebelled.
Laus was very angry, and the curse of resentment continued.
Every day see him, provoke him, either rolling eyes at him, or pouting butt to give him a shitty fart.
At this time, the teacher came to him as if he didn't see it, and looked at him with a smile, like a provocation.
The classrooms are changed every year, and the desks and chairs have to be changed along with it, but Lawrence keeps going up with his desk.
After all, this is the testimony of his hatred, and every stroke on the table is a crusade against the incoming teacher.
Until many years later, Lowe couldn't figure out why he hated each other at that time.
Probably because of envy, or because they hope to get attention, just like other little boys always bully the little girls they like and pull their braids.
If the teacher has no braids to pull, he can only start from other aspects. For example, the first two Chinese characters to learn are Laiheshi, which is convenient for engraving on the table to recognize the enemy.
Another example is the first composition wrote when was in third grade.
In a piece of "my father", "my mother" and "my dear xxx" the same composition, Lao Si's article "My Enemy Comes to Teacher" caused a sensation on the campus.
- I have an enemy named Lai Shi.
He looks so ugly, and his voice is so hard to tingle.
I send four, I must learn to Xianglong eighteen palms, and then go beat him...
After that, a lot of martial arts moves were listed in detail, and the teachers were stunned, thinking that this person is not a descendant of Jin Yong?
Then he carried him to the rostrum and read his "masterpiece" aloud to the teachers and students of the school.
There was laughter from the audience.
When Lao Si was halfway through reading, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the teacher.
The other party neither laughed nor cried, and looked down at the ground in a trance, looking a little pitiful.
He suddenly stopped and ran off the stage: "I don't read it anymore!"
After school, he was punished to clean the classroom, and the students slowly disappeared.
After doing all this, he walked out of the school gate with an empty schoolbag on his back, but saw the teacher standing at the gate, as if waiting for him.
He bluffed: "Do you want to fight?"
Master Lai looked at him quietly and asked, "Why do you hate me?"
Laus opened his mouth, but couldn't say the reason, so he simply didn't say it.
The other party suddenly approached, and he took a step back subconsciously: "Really want to fight? Then don't cry."
The teacher who came to him silently took out a mechanical pencil from his schoolbag and handed it over: "Let's be friends, this is for you."
Laus glanced down at the pen, the top of which was in the shape of a small lion.
I heard that his mother specially bought it from abroad. It has been used for three years. Although he borrowed it from his classmates and used it many times, he has always loved it because it is only like this one.
Laus took it and asked, "Then what do you use?"
The teacher said, "I can sharpen the pencil."
"Okay." Laus threw the pen into his schoolbag, feeling a little happy for no reason. "Will we go home together?"
The teacher nodded.
Halfway through, Laus invited, "Would you like to climb a tree together?"
The teacher shook his head.
"Tsk, not a man at all!" Laus rolled his eyes.
When he was about to get home, Laus asked awkwardly, "Why do you want to be my friend?"
Teacher Lai pursed his lips, because he has always studied morality very well, and his mind is full of honest and friendly concepts, so he honestly said: "Because you are the only one who doesn't make friends with me, if you do it, I will fight again. Not to win you, only to influence you.
Laus: "?"
"Influence a hammer." Rauss suddenly rushed up like a mad dog and bit his face, "I can't only do it, hum, you can't beat me."
The teacher came to touch the tooth marks on his face, the corners of his mouth collapsed, and a layer of water mist formed in his eyes.
Laus was inexplicably flustered, the mechanical pencil he just got was still warm, and he hurriedly touched his face: "Don't cry, don't cry, I won't be your friend if you cry, and I'll beat you next time."
The teacher dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.
Laus scratched his head and put his face close: "Why don't you bite me too, Liangqing."
The teacher came to bite him fiercely, which relieved his anger.
It turned out that it was so painful that Laus wanted to cry, but he held back and went to school the next day to smash his desk.
The evidence of hate is gone.
After being scolded by the head teacher, he got a new table.
Before Class. The teacher started to sharpen the pencil, but the technique was unfamiliar, and the pen disappeared after a while.
Teacher: "..."
Depressed, he took out the pen again, but he found a sharpened pen, and he didn't know what to think. He looked back at the corner, and saw that Laosi had turned his head away from him in a hurry.