Chapter 6 6. Guidance for playing tricks

It was Zhang Xiaoman, who was seventeen years old. that's me. Bending down to clean the table hole of the next table, I occasionally raised my head and smiled apologetically at me—or Wang Pingping. Have you ever fantasized at one point that it would be nice if you were twins? When I was so drunk, I once said to Lao He that such a good person like me is simply the light of mankind. It is a loss for society not to have another one. Lao He nodded in agreement and said, um, huh, shut up. But she didn't know that on the way home from a walk alone, I was half sober from the wine. I looked up at the only moon in the sky, and I really started to miss the twins who didn't exist.

Maybe she is different from me, she is very introverted, doesn't like to talk, and doesn't want to shine, but at least, I won't walk this part of the road alone.The moonlight shines on the two of us, she will pat me and say, don't laugh, I know you are sad. It was just a flash of thought that derailed on the road of life, and it was forgotten when I woke up.But at this moment, seventeen-year-old Zhang Xiaoman was standing in front of me. It’s not an old photo, it’s not a video of Lao He playing drunk on his birthday party, it’s me standing in front of me, and I can touch it as soon as I stretch out my hand.

I did reach out and poke her cheek lightly with my fingertips. "Zhang Xiaoman, you are so pretty." I muttered. The whole class is silent.This is fucking embarrassing. The head teacher turned back and thought he had opened a jpg file. "I asked you to sit down! Wang Pingping? Hurry up! Teacher Liu is still waiting for class!" The teacher in charge gave me a shove from behind.Her fingernails are a little bit sharp, and it hurts when poked on the skin.I staggered a few steps, and instinctively turned my head and stared back: "Try pushing me again!" Then the class teacher and Mr. Liu in front of the podium joined this jpg file together.

What woke me up was the sound echoing in the classroom.Deep and mellow, this voice belongs to Wang Pingping. The class teacher is a short and fat woman who looks about thirty years old, and I am the same age.We adults refuse to be pushed, so I just instinctively responded. But Wang Pingping is not qualified to talk back to the head teacher. During the stalemate, a strange cry suddenly erupted in the back row of the classroom: "Just try it! Teacher, don't be cowardly! Try it quickly!" Brother, you don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. The homeroom teacher was rescued. She found the blasting point, raised her eyebrows, and pointed at the door: "Jiang He, get out!"

The boy named Jiang He happily got up from the last row of the classroom as if he had been pardoned, and ran to the back door happily. Before going out, he turned his head back, raised his right hand, and drew it from the end of his eyebrows to the air, saluting me. A handsome gift. Idiot high school student. Under the watchful eyes of the class teacher, I sat down on the empty seat without saying anything. Anyway, I can't apologize like a high school student, so whatever you want, let me be Wang Pingping, I might as well just jump out of the window. The classmates in the class started whispering, the head teacher shot a circle with stern eyes, finally stopped on me, moved his lips and held back, turned and left.

When Huai Cai Bu Yu Art Museum is not holding activities, all employees (including me, the curator) are idle, and Xiao Ye began to call on everyone to immerse themselves in the ocean of literature. ...It is to read time travel and rebirth romance novels together. It's quite a time pass.The heroines either take advantage of the dividends of thousands of years of technological and ideological progress in human society to fool the ancient princes, or use the cheating skills that can be predicted in the first life of the resurrection to kill the enemy... Very good, very good, these electronic opium comprehensively promote In order to maintain the harmony of our art museum, before the employees want to kill customers or me, they can get inner peace by reading a cool article.

The first chapters of these novels are short.In the last life of the protagonists, either they were alone or they were burdened with blood feuds, and they would not be able to survive without time travel, so when they opened their eyes and found that they had entered a different world or returned to their childhood, they were all overjoyed. "Oh my god, did I encounter rebirth? Since it's here, let's be safe." Is this what comes and goes? ! They didn't live well in their previous life. With that bit of foresight ability, rebirth can turn the future around and become a winner in life. What about me?I can't even remember who is the teacher Liu who teaches Chinese on the podium now. Why did God let a person with a memory like me come back?

Besides, I'm not me anymore. I sat numbly in the hard plywood chair and hid my hands in the hole in the table. I don't want to see these hands with the Yuanbao Pit.I don't want to see round thighs.I now hate anything reflective. From the moment I opened my eyes to the present, just three hours, it was as long as a nightmare from which I could not wake up.Tears began to accumulate, very good, this body is poisonous, I was assimilated by the flesh, and I became more and more like a worthless high school student. Teacher Liu's eyes drifted to me from time to time, and I came back to my senses and found that my desktop was clean, reflecting the sunlight outside the window.

It's useless for her to stare at me.Wang Pingping's schoolbag was empty. I carried the schoolbag before going out just to put on a show. I planned to look for opportunities to escape the police on the way to school.But I still found a ballpoint pen from under the zipper on the front of the bag, and placed it solemnly in the middle of the table. Teacher Liu's face completely darkened. Ahh, she misunderstood that I was provoking her. At this time, an open Chinese book was slowly pushed towards me, and the spine of the book was precisely stuck in the gap between the two single tables.

In the sunlight, I can even see the fine fluff on her Bai Zhe's face, and a few strands of hair on her smooth forehead, gently shaking with the afternoon wind. This is me when I was a child, but I want to use "she" to refer to it. Tears suddenly dried up.No matter why I am unlucky enough to come here and live in such a physical body, Zhang Xiaoman is still fine, still pretty and well-behaved.Looking at her made me feel a lot better. "Zhang Xiaoman" made my ears turn red when I saw it.Lao He and the others used to say that I never blush no matter how much I drink or how many shameless things I do. In fact, they don't know that when I am nervous and embarrassed, my ears will turn red as if they are about to burn.

But I can't see my ears when I look in the mirror. It turned out that my ears turned red and looked like this. It turns out that my breasts were so small in high school hahahaha. turn out to be…… "Wang Pingping!" "Wang Pingping!" The classmate at the back table stabbed me with a pen: "The teacher is calling you!" Oh yes, my name is Wang Pingping now.So I looked up at the podium, and Teacher Liu glared at me angrily, looking like he couldn't bear it. The back table reminded again: "You stand up!" You see, the difference between an adult and a high school student is not only in a school uniform and a wrinkled face, but also in many subtle physical conditioned reflexes, such as standing up immediately when your name is called, even if you are sleepy in class My child also has this ability. I stand up.Teacher Liu tapped the string of new characters she had just written with a blackboard eraser: "I just finished speaking, so you can make phonetic notes and read it again." "Dan..." The first word stumped me. Collapse period.I can guess the general meaning of this word, but how should the second word be pronounced? Although old Mr. He joked that I was the only cultural person in the circle of friends: she had a vocational high school diploma, and Xiaoye was promoted to a major in editing and directing; He did not graduate from junior high school. My cultured person's face was just folded in the classroom of the first year of high school. "I won't." "I just said, what did you hear?" "Oh, sorry sorry, I was distracted." I said frankly. I saw the surprise in Teacher Liu's eyes.For the first time in this life, a student said "sorry, sorry" to her. Teacher Liu finally threw the book on the podium. "I told everyone at the beginning of school that high school is different from junior high school. You are stubborn, and the teacher will not pull you one by one. Love to learn but not to learn. But some people don't learn by themselves, and it also affects others , then don’t blame the teacher for not being sympathetic!” I found that this tall and thin female teacher is quite reasonable, with a blue shirt and one skirt, much neater than the head teacher just now. "I've heard for a long time that some of our classmates are very capable. They passed the exam, and if they don't go, they will die. Now they come to No. 1 Middle School. Let me tell you, what I hate the most is not the students who don't study hard, I What I hate the most is the kind of student who shakes a bottle full of half a bottle and doesn’t know what to do all day long! I don’t care about other people’s classes. Take back my habit! If you can’t take it back, get out, and you don’t have to take my class!” All in one go! Bravo!Wonderful! However, "some classmates" and "some classmates" are actually scolding Wang Pingping, right?Wang Pingping is still admitted to the experiment? The experimental middle school is the best provincial key middle school in Daocheng, and the No. 1 middle school is only the city's key middle school.The younger sister of Xiaoye's relatives failed the high school entrance examination and was accepted by the No. 1 Middle School. The little girl talked about it all summer, and she didn't slow down until the start of school. So why did Wang Pingping come to No. 1 Middle School to study?Is this the reason for her suicide, or the purpose of suicide? When I pulled my thoughts back, I found that the class was cold again. At this time, I saw the footnote on the bottom line of the language document. "Ruffian!" I said, "Tanji, that word reads 'ruffian'!" Teacher Liu threw the book at me, I dodged quickly, and it passed through the first three rows obliquely, and flew out of the window of the fourth row. Although it shouldn't be, the whole class roared with laughter, and Teacher Liu blushed with anger, and strode out of the classroom. I really don't want to be mad at her.In my circle of friends, I have always been in charge of making jokes. Sometimes it becomes a habit to make jokes, and when I am cold, I will reflexively play tricks, forgetting about my current situation. The boy at the back table stood up: "Teacher Liu!" I held down the boy: "You have been so nosy since just now, are you the monitor?" The boy shook his head. "Regiment secretary?" He nodded happily. "Okay, party secretary, then you go to the class teacher, I'll go after Teacher Liu, and you arrange another class leader to watch over these little bastards, tell them to stop laughing, and disturb me to death." The class is silent again. The moment I ran out of the classroom, I finally felt a little better. In this kind of autumn weather, there is not even an air conditioner in the classroom, and the hard and airtight plastic chairs make me sweat.Being a student is hard. The sound of Teacher Liu's high-heeled shoes disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and I immediately caught up.Wang Pingping's legs are too fleshy, and running is very heavy, and the insides of his knees always rub against each other. When going up the stairs, my left foot tripped over my right foot, and I almost snatched the ground with my face. "Mr. Liu! Ms. Liu! Wait a minute! Is it right for you to let a fat man chase you like this? If something happens to my student, the social impact will be very bad!" She finally stopped, and she was so angry that she looked like an overcooked prawn. "Wang Pingping, are you threatening me? You dare to threaten the teacher? Listen carefully, I don't care if you were looking for death or life before, I can't spoil you like your parents! I can't control or teach students like you. Get up! I’m going to tell the principal right now, either I’ll transfer the class, or you transfer the class!” "Look at you," I really wanted to know what else Wang Pingping could do with his body, panting like this after running two floors, "Why do you speak so many exclamation points, it shocked me to death." I walked over, grabbed her arm, and patted her. "Zhang Xiaoman went to find the head teacher. We still have some time. Actually, I don't know what I want to tell you. I'm not afraid of you finding your parents, and I'm not afraid of you scolding me. It doesn't matter if you transfer classes or expel me. I don't care. Why are you threatening me? Why did I seek death? I don’t remember myself. Don’t think I’m addicted to suicide. I always want to use this as a bargaining chip.” On the wrist of her left hand where I grabbed her, there was an incompletely healed scar, pink and tender, which had been hidden under the long-sleeved T-shirt before, but now it was exposed, which shocked Teacher Liu. It calmed her down a lot. The best way to get a person to listen to you well is to point a gun at her head, she must not dare to be impatient. "I understand very well that being a teacher is very tiring. Seeing that you are so angry, you must not be less angry. The more responsible the teacher is, the more tired you are. Good-tempered people are just dawdling, I understand." "Of course..." She stopped in time and stared at me with wide eyes in surprise. On closer inspection, I see that she is at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old, completely aged with black-rimmed glasses and professional suits. She's still a little sister not much older than Xiaoye. "Students like Wang Pingping are hard to manage, and they will risk their lives, so it can't be said to be light or serious. It's fine if you're a poor student, just like that, what was the name of that student just now, oh, Jiang He, Just like Jiang He, just throw him out. Wang Pingping can be admitted to the experimental middle school, she is a good student. I can guess the mentality of you teachers. If you can let a hundred poor students who say bad words go, you can't tolerate one. Provocative top, right? So you are very angry, you think she said that she didn't understand the words on the blackboard, and she deliberately gave you eye drops." The new voice is not sweet, but if used well, it has its charm, especially when it is persuasive, like a radio anchor. She looked frightened: "Wang Pingping, are you okay?" Oh, I forgot, I am Wang Pingping. I took a deep breath.No problem, I can pull it back, Zhang Xiaoman, you can. "I'm not crazy, Xiao Liu, uh, Mr. Liu, you see we had such an unpleasant fight in the classroom just now, and we just need someone who can stand on the sidelines and persuade me. Now I will jump out of my identity and objectively analyze who I am. What kind of virtue, how difficult it is for you, do you think it is much better now?" Xiao Liu nodded.Her ignorant look is much more pleasing to the eye now, she is obviously pretty, but if she insists on dressing herself up like an old aunt, is it intentional or stupid? I'm afraid it's because I'm worried that I won't be able to suppress the students because I'm young. "Not all students are so ignorant. I have matured precociously since I was a child, otherwise I wouldn't be bored and cut my wrists. You really misunderstood me. It's not that I don't respect you. No matter how good I study, I won't disrespect you, let alone that word , I really don’t know you. Forgive me, okay? I will definitely restrain myself from being an adult, okay?” She nodded again. "Also, I think you should look better in a boyfriend shirt, with an A-line skirt below the knee, and the shirt is tucked in. The one-step skirt is too formal, and you can wear it after you are over 30." Xiao Liu: "Really - why are you talking to the teacher like that!" "Yeah, I was wrong," I took a few steps back, "Then, Mr. Liu, don't be angry, I promise you will do well in the future, and you will definitely not seek death, and you will die in another teacher's class, okay?" "Nonsense!" She couldn't help laughing after she finished speaking. My back was sweating, and now I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Let me just say, I always have a way with little girls. After such a fuss, I felt a little bit better, and I actually felt a little bit like "if you come, you will be safe". Then I saw Wang Pingping's image on the window glass, destroying all my optimism. I opened the window, avoiding this fat girl who I am still not used to seeing, and looked out at the blue sky. The touch of the wind on the skin is so clear and real.I am indeed in this world, this body breathes and runs according to my consciousness. The small elation brought about by grandstanding has all ebbed.Two questions haunted my mind, but I could not answer them. why. what to do.