Chapter 32 Thirty-two, looking for excitement

What a pity what a pity!There are too many deficiencies in this learning from Lei Feng activity. 1. Think of precautions after the fact. 2. Wronged by the blind grandma.In fact, we only learned "half fork", and she scolded us fork fork after fork. 3. In labor, that classmate and I did not burst out with class feelings. So, I decided: learn Lei Feng again!And this time the goal is to - learn - school!The accompanying person is still the classmate with simple limbs and simple mind. Unexpectedly, before we climbed over the railing, we found that the gate of the school was open. Things went so smoothly, which made us feel very worried and worried.Because we watched TV, those underworld deliveries went smoothly at first, and the environment was very quiet, but suddenly there was a gunshot and they were killed.

We sneaked into the school gate sneakily.At some point, the doorman was replaced by a young lady.But I saw the little lady, kowtow, sunflower seeds, while reading, a small magazine. When she saw us holding brooms and those riding brooms on brooms, she burst into a smile, seeing us staring at her in a daze, while scattering melon seed husks on the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.Then he threw the dustpan at our feet and said: "Sweep well!" We are worrying about having nothing to sweep!The actions of the little lady moved us almost to tears. Start scanning! We have shown the tacit understanding of our partners.You take the broom and I take the dustpan, you plant the fields and I weave, and I carry water to you to water the garden.It's a great job.

After sweeping melon seeds, spring flowers and autumn leaves were swept again. Those seeds fell in the corners of the school gate, so it was very difficult to sweep them.That little lady looked at the so-called "38 magazine" again (38 magazine refers to introducing underwear and jewelry). We will bravely sweep forward toward the road of socialism.Not good, there is another seller of steamed stuffed buns in front. Moreover, it is a gang, and they all have certain work clothes, which are white jackets.The state-run "rest assured" sellers still wear tall chef hats, and those who sell "laid-off buns" by individuals have to wear shower caps or plastic bags.

We didn't dare to provoke the bun sellers, so we had to change the location and sweep the inside of the school. After changing the location, it was much easier to escape from the sight of the little lady.We only sweep the sand in the sandpit, the flowers in the flower beds, and the water in the puddles.This is not unreasonable.Because we still swiped and pulled a few times, at least, we were holding brooms, not sticks. Seen from a distance, isn't it our beloved principal who is coming?We hurriedly hid behind the flower bed, fearing that he would recognize us. It would be embarrassing if he called us to praise us by name during the school-wide flag-raising ceremony on Monday.

The principal finally left, and we breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly we looked at each other.I think the activity of learning from Lei Feng is over, we should rest. Long Chao is very good at how to entertain.He suddenly smiled back at me, tugged at my sleeve, and rushed to the third floor.We hung on the iron railings, chatting about whether our class would get a floating red flag during the flag-raising ceremony on Monday. I said: "Yes." He said, "No, bet?" I said, "What bet?" After searching all over his body, he had no choice but to say: "Gambling on the head."

Temporary freeze. Long Chao had nothing to say, so he said: "Yu Wenyu turned over this railing, do you dare to turn over?" Looking around, I saw that "the setting sun is infinitely good, but it is near dusk." The wide and narrow railings are like sparse groves, and the railings themselves are green, more like groves beside the legs.Stand up and measure, doesn't the railing just reach our waist? I suggest that dry drilling is boring, and a little detail and purpose should be added.Let's forget about the game! competition rules: 1. Before the competition, we each choose a neutral position with a large difference between the two railings.

2. After drilling out, stay on the platform for a second, or put on a pose. 3. Finally, let's see who can get back alive without falling. 4. If they all fall to their deaths, the winner will be judged by the order in which they fell. In this game, Long Chao should have the advantage.Because he is the shortest boy in the class, the thinnest male and female (he is the thinnest male and female), he just had his head shaved off the day before yesterday, until it looks like the end of a pencil.Spiky and slippery.My head is as big as a pig's. In fact, I had to take a good look at it first, and then I made the rules after I selected the neutral railing.I've taken over a big gap.Just wait for the game to start.That Long Chao was trying his best with his tiny hands, trying to move the iron railings to both sides in a delusion like Tarzan the Ape, creating a gap.

The deadly game has begun!Getting out: I crouched down so that I could curl up into a strip and get out of the gap. One of my hands stretched out and grabbed the iron railing first.Immediately afterwards, one foot stepped out and found a place to stand, and the other foot stepped on the outer platform immediately. The difference between this foot and that foot was that this foot was suspended in the air, and It was parted, and the last hand finally reached out. The difference between this hand and that hand is that this hand is also hanging in the air.And it's also forked. To be precise: my body is a "big" character, half of which is pulled, and the other half is suspended; half is safe, and the other half is thrilling.

And Long Chao on the opposite side of me also got out, posing in the same pose as me, but not "big" The word, but the word "too". It was time to drill back, Long Chao seemed very flexible, and went back after a while.And my method is the same as his, but I got stuck in that gap because of my pig head. When I was stuck, I kept thinking why when I went out, the gap was still big, but When I came back, no matter whether I was facing up or sideways, I couldn't squeeze through? At this time, a baritone voice suddenly sounded from behind: "What are you doing?"

The sound is quite gentle, but for me, it is still a fright, a thunderbolt! In the fright of the thunderbolt, my head suddenly found itself, found a way, found flexibility, and miraculously passed. Looking back, it turned out to be the principal! Isn't he already gone?When did it pop up again? The principal said again with a hidden knife in his smile: "Don't do it again, eh?" I smiled, but Long Chao couldn't laugh, so he didn't. The headmaster left with his hands behind his back. Next, we climbed on the windowsill and chatted casually.But actually we were all shaking, especially our legs, not only shaking, but limp.

The content of the chat was incoherent, and most of it was made up.Talk about how brave you are.Climbing down from the balcony, playing games, not giving money, every time we talked, we laughed.But while laughing, his legs trembled even more. I asked Long Chao: "Are you still scanning?" Long Chao nodded repeatedly, as if the question touched his heart.In fact, both of us have this desire and want to make up for it. We picked up the brooms and dustpans under our feet, and raced down the stairs, as if whoever ran down the stairs first would have less condemnation in his heart.So on campus, wherever there is garbage, there is our Flying Tigers. When we were sweeping, we deliberately made loud noises, trying to lure the principal out to watch us learn from Lei Feng.In the end, the principal still didn't come out, and we couldn't shout loudly, so we had to sweep fork after fork for a while.Feeling exhausted physically and mentally, he left sickly. At the most embarrassing time for us - we still have a dustpan. The little lady is a stranger to us, and we are afraid to deal with her. Long Chao and I "scissors, rock, paper", and whoever loses will return the dustpan. I lost.I took the pinnacle and saw the little lady again.She seems to be waiting for me. The 38 magazine has been closed. She rests her head on her hand and asks me with interest: "What class are you in?" I didn't know what she meant, so I didn't dare to say it, so I called Long Chao here. Then, I ran away carelessly.