"The green leaves under the sun/Through the blue curtain/It's so beautiful/It's so special/It's enough to say goodbye/It divided the world/In the end, you didn't explain the difference/But it became a full stop..."
There was singing coming from not far away.
Oh, Uncle Wang Jun sings again?
Tongtong retracted his distant thoughts and looked at the person in front of the hall door not far away.
The style of singing suddenly changed?
No more singing love songs?
Tongtong blinked slightly, seeing sunshine, green leaves, and blue sky.
Yes, blue sky!
Tongtong couldn't help but look up at the sky above the four corners of the yard. The sky was slightly blue and sunny.
Autumn, late autumn, a season when the sky is clear and the air is clear and the sun is shining all over the sunset!
When a light cloud slipped past his eyes, Tongtong turned to look at Principal Li on the right.
She still clearly remembered the autumn of that year. When she first heard Principal Li read that article, it was also a blue autumn. The sky that day was just like today, with light clouds in front of her eyes.
Slide over.
Oh, no, the clouds were more transparent that day and the sky was bluer...
Tongtong was leaning against the cool wall, resting his chin on his right hand, his eyes wandering back and forth on Principal Li and the young head teacher.
Has Principal Li finished reading?
Doesn't it seem like there is? Tongtong blinked thoughtfully.
If you haven’t finished reading, then what does it mean if you haven’t spoken for a while?
Intrigued by their class teacher's handsomeness?
His eyes fell on the head teacher for a while, and then he pretended to be casual and turned the door away.
Is this a cover-up?
Tongtong's right hand holding his chin couldn't help but pull a strand of bangs in front of his forehead and play with it.
Is the young head teacher so handsome?
Many students in the class say that the head teacher is handsome.
Tongtong turned to look at Yan Xiaoyu on the left. Xiaoyu was acting like a nympho again!
This is the second year, are you still tired of watching it?
Tongtong raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled his eyes at Yan Xiaoyu, who was lying on the table, looking forward, and looked away.
She didn't notice it!
She just thinks that her father is handsome, with thick eyebrows and a big sword. The most important thing is that he has a good temper and listens to her mother!
Principal Li also has a good temper!
Tongtong couldn't help but smile, feeling just like his grandfather.
It’s just that, sometimes, it’s not very reliable!
Have you finished reading it now, or have you not finished it yet?
Tongtong leaned against the cool wall again and looked at Principal Li on the podium.
If you have finished reading, why are you still staring at the newspaper?
Could it be that an idea suddenly came to mind.
No, no, no, Tongtong gave up this idea in an instant, and looked at Principal Li thoughtfully, and then at the young class teacher next to him.
After all, Principal Li is also a person who has seen the world!
It is said that they are from the city, educated people, what kind of people have I never seen before.
As for the head teacher, she heard that she was a student who was personally taught by Principal Li before.
Well, why don’t you hate iron and not become steel?
Tongtong turned away and looked at the young class teacher next to Principal Li.
Hey, the head teacher is looking at Principal Li openly and openly with a nymphomaniac look on his face.
Haha, Tongtong suddenly wanted to laugh. He remembered that poem and never tired of looking at it!
So, is this the explanation?
All right!
Tongtong pulled the long bangs on his forehead again, leaned against the warm wall, looked left and right at the two people on the podium, then lowered his head and shifted his gaze to the textbook in front of him.
No matter, Principal Li is not a Chinese teacher. After reading, he will not ask them to get up and share their thoughts after reading, oh no, their thoughts after listening.
She had better read the text she wanted to read in the next class.
He took the pencil on the table and read it word for word in the textbook.
Hehe, interesting!
Yan Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled. For the first time, she discovered that the young head teacher looked like Su Youpeng when he was quiet and silent.
No, no, no, like Jimmy Lin.
It didn't seem right. Yan Xiaoyu raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, raised her hand to cover her eyes, made two gestures, nodded heavily, and received her hand.
The eyes and eyebrows are like Lin Zhiying, and the nose and chin are like Su Youyou.
Well! Yan Xiaoyu touched her face gently. What a great teacher.
It really looks better and better the more I look at it, sunny and handsome.
There is a poem that says, "A stranger is like jade, and a gentleman is like no other in the world."
You must be talking about a wonderful person like the head teacher.
I don’t know, which girl will the head teacher like in the future? Oh no, which girl will the head teacher like?
There seems to be no girls of the right age in Xiaoliu Village.
Yan Xiaoyu searched carefully in her mind one by one.
As for Daliujia Village, she didn't seem to have heard her mother say which sister or aunt was good-looking.
From other villages?
Yan Xiaoyu blinked and looked at her right hand. Ahem, her knowledge was limited to the big and small Liujia Village, the town, and her grandmother's house.
It seems that there are no girls around twenty years old.
Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but touch her face again, smacked her mouth, and sighed softly.
It seems that the head teacher has been unable to find a girlfriend in the past two years.
What a pity.
She is in fourth grade this year and will be in fifth grade next year. She will never see such explosive gossip.
Yan Xiaoyu blinked her big peach-blossom eyes, she was really taking advantage of the next fourth grade students, and the next one too.
She looked back to find Li Ranran from the next class. When she found out, she must tell her.
After all, Li Ranran lives next door to her house and is one of the little followers who has been following her since she was a child.
Li Ranran should be able to handle this little thing.
Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh, and looked towards the young class teacher on the podium with a smile.
After looking at it twice, I suddenly realized that I was thinking a little too much, oh no, it was a little too early.
Li Ranran is still young now.
After she graduates from elementary school the next year, she can tell Li Ranran so that Li Ranran will not have random thoughts.
Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled again, withdrew her gaze, glanced at the head teacher and Principal Li on the podium, and turned to look at Tongtong aside.
Hey, you are so serious, you have started to prepare the Chinese text for the next class.
Principal Li hasn’t finished speaking yet, has he?
Yan Xiaoyu turned to look at Principal Li on the podium, paused, and then turned to look at Tongtong.
No, no, no, Tongtong is deserting again!
What's more, she hasn't previewed the Chinese text yet, but Tongtong actually previewed it.
No, no, no, she is a study committee member. How could such a positive thing be done without her?
Yan Xiaoyu twitched the corner of her mouth, took the Chinese textbook from the left corner of the table, glanced at the pages of Tongtong's book, and began to read it seriously.
Huh?
The young head teacher glanced to the left out of the corner of his eye, huh?
What is Principal Li talking about?
He has composed several poems, but unexpectedly, he has not heard Principal Li's voice yet.
Principal Li glanced at Wang Yang on the right, cleared his throat slightly, and read the last sentence in an emotional voice:
"The effort of your life is to use half of yourself to get the half of God's hand. This is the destiny of life; this is the destiny of life."