Wang Ling used space sketching to draw Teacher Pan's appearance on the paper. The last time he used this technique was when he asked Zheng Tan to find Wang Ming. However, what Wang Ling didn't expect was that the object of the drawing turned out to be
He is his own class teacher!
Father Wang stared at Wang Ling's sketch, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and fell into a mysterious silence: "..."
The woman in the portrait seems to have a slightly deformed figure because she has been living in the office for a long time. Although it is not as tall as a bucket waist, you can clearly see the swimming ring on her belly. Her eclectic ponytail is already mottled.
The white hair and the caress of time have added many wrinkles to the woman's face. No matter how Dad Wang thinks about it, he can't combine the image of Teacher Pan with the image of the young girl in his memory...
"Are you sure... your class teacher, Teacher Pan, is the green girl?"
Wang Ling kicked Loopy Toad in the butt, and Loopy Toad let out an aggrieved "Oof".
hiss!--
Father Wang couldn't help but gasp... This was really, really shocking!
In the middle of the night, Wang's mother was applying a facial mask upstairs, and the old man had gone to rest early. The Wang family and his son looked at Teacher Pan's portrait, leaning on the sofa in the study room in despair, with uncontrollable sighs in their eyebrows.
The really troublesome thing is not that Mr. Wang’s first love is Teacher Pan, but that next, Wang Ling has to find a way to arrange a meeting between Teacher Pan and the old man. This is the most exciting thing!
Because this incident was so shocking, Father Wang was not even in the mood to write, and wanted to be quiet... He put the portrait on the table and went upstairs to sleep.
After Wang Ling returned to the small bedroom alone, he couldn't sleep all night, because he really couldn't think of any way to bring the old man and Teacher Pan together to have a perfect match that didn't seem so abrupt after so many years.
Encounter...
Wang Ling felt that this was very painful...
Early the next morning, when it was already mostly dark, Wang Ling went out. The old man was sitting alone at the door again, basking in the sun.
This time, the old man packed Wang Ling's lunch box with two cold dishes, one with black fungus mixed with cucumber, and one with husband and wife's lung slices.
Wang Ling was startled again: "..." I always felt that the two dishes prepared by the old man had a special meaning.
When Wang Ling reached out to take the lunch box, the old man pulled Wang Ling: "Ling Ling, I dreamed of your grandma again..."
Wang Ling was silent.
"She has become younger and as beautiful as before..." The old man smiled happily: "The day she left, I held her in my arms and gently told me, in the next life, we,
We are still a couple..."
Speaking of this, the old man's eyes seemed to have a little tears, but he resisted the tears and rolled in his eyes: "She told me in a dream that she wanted to eat the cold dishes I made... These two dishes, trouble
Please help me burn it for her!"
Wang Ling: "..." I bet you didn't do this for me!?
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Today's school, all classes, are uncharacteristically harmonious, because Secretary Dakang is sending an inspection team. The phenomenon of copying homework in each class has stopped a lot. As soon as Wang Ling stepped into the teaching building, he saw a man on his arm.
The young man wearing a cuff was walking through the corridor, inspecting each class one by one to check if there were any violations of discipline.
Wang Ling has also heard of this young man. His name is Yu Heng. He is a senior in high school at No. 60 Middle School. He is also the current leader of the inspection team of the No. 60 Middle School Student Union. He is nicknamed "Clan Chief Yu"!
Patriarch Yu has a characteristic, he is very sophisticated and tactful in his work. There will always be some disciplinary violations in the school early in the morning, but as long as he is not discovered by Patriarch Yu, Patriarch Yu will naturally be too lazy to expose it. He is about to graduate, so there is really no need to say more.
It offends people; and Patriarch Yu doesn’t have the habit of making repeated inspections. He just goes through each class briefly and it’s done. The reason is very simple... As a graduate of the third year of high school, Patriarch Yu has not even finished his own homework! Where did it come from?
What kind of inspections do you have so much time for?
But there is no way. Many times, school leaders like to do some fake things. Yu Heng actually doesn't believe that those key universities in the city have no phenomenon of copying homework... Of course, this is not advocating the behavior of copying homework.
As the saying goes, existence is reasonable...
Patriarch Yu felt that sometimes due to some force majeure elements, homework was not completed on time, so there was nothing wrong with copying it once or twice.
When Wang Ling came to the class, he saw Patriarch Yu just stepping into the first and third classes of high school. After glancing around lazily, he asked a little tiredly: "Who is your study committee member?"
Then, Little Peanut stood up and raised his hand.
"it's me……"
Little Peanut is not tall. He looks like a primary school student when he stands in front of Yu Heng. He lowers his head and blinks: "Senior Yu, don't worry, all the classmates in our class are serious! There is absolutely no copying of homework..."
Phenomenon."
Yu Heng stared at Little Peanut for a while with a pair of dead fish eyes. He could tell at a glance that this little boy who looked a little cute was lying. The specific manifestations were: uncertain language, erratic eyes, unnatural hands and feet... and
, what the hell is this honey blush!?
However, because he really didn’t catch anyone copying homework, Yu Heng didn’t have time to talk about it: “Well, that’s all for today’s inspection.” After saying that, he didn’t forget to pat the little peanut on the head and sighed inwardly.
The young man has a bright future.
Regardless of whether you are in elementary school, junior high school or high school, the first grade is always the time when you are most constrained. If you do something bad, you will be afraid of being discovered, and then you will be on tenterhooks all day long. As a veteran driver who has studied in No. 60 Middle School for three years, Patriarch Yu can tell you at a glance.
He could see what Little Peanut was thinking. But these were irrelevant, because he thought that Little Peanut would turn into a fried dough stick in a short time.
When Wang Ling returned to his seat, Patriarch Yu had finished his vigorous inspection and was ready to leave. As soon as he stepped out of Class 1 and Class 3, Master Erdan began to shout: "Don't worry, Patriarch Yu, as an outstanding young man with upright values.
, we will definitely not copy homework!" After saying this, Master Erdan felt that the red scarf hidden deep in his heart became much brighter.
Little Peanut covered his face in shame: "Classmate Guo, your, your nose..."
Master Erdan touched his nose and found that he had a nosebleed: "Hey, you must be too excited! Yes, it must be like this! The justice in my heart tells me that copying homework is a very evil behavior!"
Wang Ling stared at Erdan: "..." This guy must have used the four-stroke technique to copy homework again!
After that, Master Erdan returned to his seat, but as soon as his butt touched the seat, he stood up as if he had been electrocuted.
Wang Ling heard Master Erdan sigh in his heart: Hey, my butt hurts so much... If I had known better, I wouldn't have used Wubi Liu...
Wang Ling: "..." What the hell did you do this morning?...