Chapter 13 13 For a happy winter vacation, go forward!

It's almost the final exam. Lulu's head grew bigger again. It is said that teachers work hard and are trivial. Sometimes, it is unavoidable that they are a little narrow-minded, which can be regarded as entertainment. For example, they will classify students with poor grades into the following categories: The first category is called granite.It means a child with extremely poor understanding.Some teachers joked that with such a head, the American Scud missiles would bounce back even if they hit it. The second category, called sieves, refers to those children with extremely poor memory.Sometimes, if you ask him five minutes later what he said five minutes ago, he will forget it. He didn't mean it, he really forgot it.

The third category is called brown sugar, that is to say, this person is smart and can learn, but he must not be able to do it.The teacher lectures, listen to it when you are happy, don’t listen when you are tired, and never do your homework. If the teacher criticizes, accept it with an open mind and never change it. And in our Class Five and Fourth, all kinds of talents emerge in endlessly, so, especially on the eve of the exam, the teachers are all loud, hoarse, out of breath, and hysterical. The first category of talents is represented by Roach. Teacher Lulu gave Luo Qi an extra one and a half hours of free make-up lessons every day. During this arduous hour and a half, Lulu fought hard with Luo Qi's granite-like thinking ability, always explaining the meaning of a certain word to him over and over again , the artistic conception of a certain ancient poem, how to divide a certain article into paragraphs, how to summarize the meaning, and then ask him, do you understand?

Student Luo Qi nodded very seriously, and looked at Teacher Lulu with wide-open eyes in fear and trepidation. Looking at the teacher, his heart was about to break, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Then, let me analyze this short essay." Do you like it?" He took the paper and started writing and writing. After writing for a long time, Teacher Lu Lu took it over and corrected it. There were some mistakes, some mistakes, some mistakes. Lulu remembered that Zhang Xiaoran once showed him a piece of Luo Qi’s English test paper, which was full of strange little tadpoles, like secret codes during World War II, and it was impossible to distinguish ghosts and ghosts. Poor Luo Qi, he still didn’t recognize all Chinese characters, and How can you expect him to understand foreign language?

Teacher Lulu sighed helplessly, told him again, and asked him again: "Do you understand?" Roach nodded again. Teacher Lulu patted his head and asked, "Are you hungry? It's almost dark." Only then did Roach laugh: "Hungry!" Teacher Lulu invited him to eat bread. While eating, teacher Lulu asked him: "Roach, what do you want to do in the future?" Roach looked at the teacher blankly, and said shyly after a while: "I don't know. I haven't figured it out yet." Lulu looked at him with a smile and comforted him: "That's okay, you take your time to think about it."

Roach said, "Teacher, are you hungry?" Lulu said: "Hungry! But there is only one bread." Luo Qi immediately broke open the bread, kept the bitten half for himself, and handed the other half, which was bigger, to Teacher Lulu. Lulu said: "I coax you to play, I still have more. You can eat." Luo Qi ate shyly. The bread was ordinary bread, but because it was Mr. Lulu's bread, it was very delicious. After Luo Qi finished eating, he pinched the ordered paper with his oily hands and handed it to Lulu. Lulu looked at his answer, looked at him again, and said, "It doesn't matter, we will come again tomorrow, and now I will take you home."

Roach kicked and followed Lulu.This area is Cultural Street, the street is very beautiful, the ground is paved with neat large light blue floor tiles. Lulu said: "Roach, let's go back after playing for a while." "There's nothing to play with," Roach said. Lulu smiled: "Why not, we can hopscotch." Roach asked, "Where's the house?" Lulu was surprised, how could he blame a child who can't even play well for not studying hard. Lulu picked up a pebble and said to Luo Qi, "Look at me." The two of them danced and danced until it was dark and didn't want to go home. It didn't matter if it was dark, there were street lights, so bright street lights.

Luo Qi suddenly had a very poetic idea, Mr. Lulu is really like his own street lamp. The second category of talents is represented by Wu Yun. Wu Yun is not stupid, but he can't remember things. He learned two ancient poems this semester. After hard work, classmate Wu Yun finally memorized them. Lulu asked him to write it silently. After reading it silently, he wrote it like this De: The head tree in the inkstone pool of my house, all of which bloom with light ink marks, are not afraid of being smashed to pieces, and want to stay innocent in the world. Teacher Lulu said: "If you write like this, both Yu Qian and Wang Mian will cry, and then crawl out of their graves to argue with you."

Wu Yun didn't understand, so he smiled foolishly, and then asked: "Teacher, why did the ancients speak like this? It's so difficult to understand." Lulu said, "They are making poems." Wu Yun asked: "Why do you make poetry when you have nothing to do? Why don't they play?" Lulu told him: "Because they want to use things to express their aspirations and express their ideals and aspirations." Wu Yun sighed. Lulu asked, "Why are you sighing?" Wu Yun asked the teacher back: "Mr. Xiao Miao, what is your ideal? Is it to be a teacher?"

Lulu was stunned by his question, isn't she?He thought about it. It seems not. When he was young, he wanted to be a cartoonist, but his mother said that literature and art can only be used as hobbies, ideals are too illusory, and careers will starve to death. After graduating from university, he wanted to be a columnist, but everyone went to find a job, saying that he couldn’t buy a house or car, or find a wife or support a son with code words. How many Han Hans are there in China? How about Guo Jingming? ? Lulu is not a returnee, not an MBA, and does not have a very solid diploma. He is just an ordinary person. The only thing he should be proud of is his youth. However, youth is easy to flow away.An ordinary person should at least have a job to support himself.He also doesn't want to go back to his hometown, where he has all his relatives, but his parents, uncles, aunts, cousins, all dote on him and protect him. There, he will always be just a small child in their eyes. Not so good kids.

Lulu said slowly: "Ideal, my ideal is to live a good life." Wu Yun said: "I also want to live a good life, but it's really tiring to live. I read, go to class and do homework and exams every day. Teacher, I really want time to pass by and I can retire right away. Teacher, teacher, wait for me to retire Let's go on a trip together later. Let's go to Disneyland in the United States. After visiting the United States, we will go to England to see London Bridge." Lulu said: "Bah! I should have a funeral when you retire! Stop talking nonsense and be silent for once!"

The third category of people is represented by Zheng Xiao. Zheng Xiao, Lulu is not too worried about him. This guy is as smart as a kid. He doesn't usually listen to the lectures, but he is very serious when reviewing. He never talks and gets distracted.But his not doing his homework is really annoying, and this habit cannot be tolerated. Lulu said: "No, Zheng Xiao, you have to make up your homework." Zheng Xiao asked: "Mr. Xiao Miao, why do we have to do homework?" "To gain knowledge." "But I can master knowledge without doing homework, why do I need to do more?" Lulu took a bottle of mineral water, poured the water into a cup, and said, "Look, Zheng Xiao, what is this?" "It's water." "By the way, it's water. We are like water. What is this?" "It's a cup." "Yes, it's a cup. A cup is a container. Schools and our education system are like a container. We are poured into this big container, and we must be whatever shape the container is. You understand ?" Zheng Xiao was silent, but Lulu could tell that he was thinking seriously. "But, containers aren't all good. Why should we accommodate it?" "Because it is impossible to accommodate you. However, we can work hard to maintain the nature of our water, free, flowing, clear, and unstoppable. There is a kind of water that we can enjoy when we are out of the container and flow into the big river. run, you understand?" Zheng Xiao thought about it carefully for a while: "I seem to understand a little bit, but I still don't quite understand." "If you don't understand, you can think about it slowly. Anyway, you have plenty of time. Now, you must finish your homework." "Can I go back and write?" Zheng Xiao was still bargaining. "NO, N0!" Lulu thought, you will only be able to write when you go back. "I'll give you half an hour. After finishing math and English, the Chinese homework can be halved." Zheng Xiao didn't make a sound when he got the advantage, and started to write hard. Every day, Lulu keeps these few to help them finish their homework.In the twenty days before the exam, he didn't go home earlier than seven o'clock. One day after school, I heard parents waiting at the school gate complaining: "The teachers are all candles. Who asked them to make up lessons for our children? Isn't it just a final exam if we don't leave school so late? What are you doing like rushing for an exam?" This is not the parent of their class, but Lulu is still quite sad after hearing this. For the first time, he understood that he didn't start working in tears, but a candle. The final exam is like a battlefield. Under the leadership of Lulu and other teachers, the elites of Class 54 prepare for the challenge. This is a weak army, and no one has the confidence to win. Luo Qi still opened his big eyes in confusion every class, looked at the teacher and the blackboard, and lowered his head to compete with the questions that seemed to him like a bible. Xu Bai sighed and groaned in class every day, yawned as if addicted to cigarettes, and came alive when he heard the bell for the end of get out of class. Zheng Xiao still haggles with Lulu for homework every day, and it is comfortable to write one less word. Shen Yongheng still carries his precious chopsticks with him every day. The things in class are too simple for him. He lowers his head and reads the large encyclopedia. He handed in his homework on time. Wu Yun is still eagerly yearning for retirement every day, yearning to become an old man who can do nothing with confidence overnight. As soon as Commander Tang saw the teacher assigning homework, he kept rolling his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly: "So many, so many." His voice turned sad. Li Hanhan is determined to make a big splash in the final exam in order to repay his favorite teacher Lulu. The girls whispered in a low voice: "Teacher, will this pass the test?" Lulu said: "I don't know either. I have to review it." The girls called: "Teacher..." The green hairs stood up: "Really, the test papers are all issued by the teaching office, and I don't know anything." Finally, the day before the exam arrived. Lulu said: "Do you still remember the movie you watched in Sipin class a few days ago? How did Dong Cunrui shout before his sacrifice?" "For the new China, move forward!" Everyone said in unison. Lulu turned around and wrote a line of big characters on the blackboard, "Come, come, let's say together: For a happy winter vacation, go forward!" This time in the final exam, Eternity was still number one, and Han Han entered the top ten. Zheng Xiao scored 70 to 80 points in each class and was satisfied. Commander Tang and Xu Bai barely passed the exam and were overjoyed. Wu Yun hung up a red light and had to make up exams at the beginning of school. Although he went through hardships, he smirked and did not change. Except for sports, Luo Qi's grade book is like a lamp shop in the Confucius Temple on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which is full of red. Lulu looked at his dull eyes, and couldn't bear to say: "It's okay, it's okay." She still rewarded him with a notebook, saying that he is usually very active in cleaning. Roach became happy and hid the book like a treasure.