Chapter 7 Chapter 7 The Tired Show

In the next few days, Class 1, Grade 2, was calm, and Eva seemed to have nothing to do, so no one could hear her masterpiece read aloud during class.As if getting a hint of not being angry and arrogant, the class became surprisingly quiet. Even in the class that was full of empty words and focused on great principles, we all acted like we were concentrating.So the teacher who was in class had to make an inch of it, showing off his prestige, and tore up the photo album of Cecilia Cheung that Ali was secretly flipping through.Zhang idiot!The teacher said triumphantly while tearing, no wonder the students in the bubble like her so much, idiot, idiot!Ali stood up abruptly, but Tao Tao, who was sitting behind him, pushed him down with a palm.In class one, sophomore year, everyone kept a certain boundary and didn't treat Ali too much.Ali was used to the line, and he stood up because he was overwhelmed, angry and terrified.The teacher heard the tight wind behind him, walked a few steps and turned around, but found nothing.The classmates laughed, he wanted to say something, and the get out of class bell had already rang.

The next section was Chinese class, but it was Song Xiaodou, Director Ren and Vice President Jiang who came in at the bell. We seldom see Vice President Jiang, because his office is hidden in the innermost part of the campus. The mahjong hall of Leisure Farm.He is short, stocky, with long hair, long eyebrows, and graying hair, but he is just over fifty, with a badly hunched back, stubby fingers either holding a cigarette Combing her hair.There is a lot of oil in the hair, which makes his fingers always shiny.He always looks tired, so he has more style, very similar to the old-fashioned Japanese Prime Minister ×××, not just the principal of our qualified middle school, let alone the vice-principal.However, it was Vice Principal Jiang who insisted that the teachers and students call him Vice Principal Jiang, because since the old principal was transferred to the head of the Education Bureau, he has been waiting for his superiors to send someone to come.Eva wrote in a composition entitled "Deputy Squad Leader":

"If I become the deputy squad leader, I will let my classmates call me deputy squad leader Yi instead of squad leader Yi. The word "vice" calls out my humility, and it also calls out the heart of my heart. It hurts." I think it's funny, this poor lame girl is playing tricks, who doesn't know who she is talking about?Those who are accused have to admit that they are dumb, so can you still go to the right seat? Standing between Director Ren and Vice President Jiang, Song Xiaodou said to the students with his head held high that the dispute between Bao Jingsheng and the Chinese teacher had already reached the media. On the road, if there is no traffic jam, it will arrive within half an hour.The reporter proposed to interview some students who were on the scene at the time, and Director Ren and Vice President Jiang fully supported it.The more things are clarified, the better it is to solve the problem, and the better it is to maintain the reputation of the qualified school in Paozhong.Students who are willing to be interviewed by reporters please raise their hands.

It was the first time we heard this kind of thing, and we were excited and uneasy at the same time. We looked at me and I looked at you furtively, but no one dared to answer. The silence in the classroom was really scary.I turned my head around and met Ali's eyes. I smiled and kissed him. Poor Ali thought I was encouraging him, or maybe he wanted revenge for the shredded photobook. He wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger in front of the reporter, so he raised his hand as if he was heartbroken.But looking around, none of his classmates responded, so scared that Ali quickly retracted his hand again.But Song Xiaodou had already smiled and called Ali's name.Ali's face turned pale, he stood up, scratched his ears and cheeks, twitched for a long time, and said, tell Miss Song, I have a stomachache and I need to shit.

Normally, the whole class would have laughed out loud, but today it was completely silent.Song Xiaodou cursed "Damn" in English, and with a wave of his hand, Ali shot out like a bullet. Then came an embarrassing silence.However, I thought, maybe it's just me who is embarrassed.The three people standing on the stage seemed to be very calm. Vice President Jiang, Director Ren, and Song Xiaodou seemed to be competing with each other's patience.The students in the audience were yawning, rubbing their palms together, flipping through books, and sighing old-fashionedly.I feel that I am really boring and pitiful. I am most afraid of embarrassing silence, and I always feel that I have the responsibility to break the silence, otherwise, it will be extremely uncomfortable to hold my breath in my belly.I raised my hand, like a defeated soldier finally raising the white flag.You know, that means I surrender, doesn't it?To be honest, I'm so stupid, I don't even know what the consequences of surrender are.Later, Ali told me that the whole class was wasting their internal strength at that time, and it turned out that I was the only person with the most superficial cultivation.What can I do, this is me, right?

After I raised my hand for a while, Song Xiaodou mumbled my name in English or Chinese, but the pronunciation was the same anyway, with surprise and doubt.She said, "He—Feng—?" Director Ren's eyes were already shining brightly. She must have recognized that I had contradicted her once, and also concluded that I would side with Bao Jingsheng against her little nephew.But she couldn't stop me, so she repeated my name loudly, turning Song Xiaodou's doubts into a stern scolding: "He Feng! He Feng!!" When I was re-reading these two words with gritted teeth, they were very close. He Feng or He Feng.I don't know why, but I like being called like that.I was really proud at the time, I finally broke the deathly silence and drove this poor fifty-year-old woman into a hurry.

Director Ren didn't expect that her scolding made Vice Principal Jiang's eyes shine the same way.Vice-principal Jiang took my name again and repeated, "He Feng, He Feng, He Feng, He Feng..." We seldom heard him speak, just as we seldom met him.He was always sitting in his office yelling orders into the microphone, and his voice was shrill and thin through the loudspeaker, with a humming echo that made people feel flustered.When he read "He Feng, He Feng" to us face to face, his voice was round, magnetic, and kind.He combed his gray hair with his stubby fingers, and he muttered, He Feng, He Feng, He Feng, He Feng... It should be a gentle breeze and a light rain to resolve disputes between teachers and students.you go, huh?

Director Ren couldn't name her own list, but she needed to express her position, so she said, ask the monitor to go too.Song Xiaodou pointed at Zhu Zhu, you go.Director Ren smiled at Zhu Zhu, and went over to pat her head. She said, okay, just the two of you.Meet the reporters, and also learn a lot. But Vice President Jiang also smiled, stopped his hand, and said, Teacher Song, you should also mention someone.Song Xiaodou didn't even look at Tao Tao, and just said two words: Tao Tao. I, Zhu Zhu and Tao Tao stood up slowly and followed the three of them away.I looked back and felt sorry for all the students left behind, who would pay attention to them?

The reporters were all waiting in Director Ren's office. They were all pitifully young, the male with a pretty face, and the female as strong as a tree stump.When we went in, the reporters were flirting. It was almost summer. A male reporter stuck his hand into the back of a female reporter to "eat a popsicle". The female laughed and grabbed the male's thigh Twist hard.Poor vice-principal Jiang, he saw it as if he didn't see it. He showed his self-cultivation and said that the reporters and comrades had been waiting for a long time.The reporters didn't look surprised. They pulled up their chairs to surround them, took out pens, notebooks and bug recorders, and put on a very professional look.I paid attention to the female reporter eating popsicles. She desperately stuffed a pile of autumn clothes under the high-waisted jeans, and ended up with a smug pregnant belly.

Director Ren had already made tea for them in paper cups, and Vice President Jiang filled them with pure water again.Song Xiaodou still held his head up, looked at the reporter and at us, muttered something seriously in English, and translated it himself, yes, yes yes, no yes no.She looked at the reporter, you can ask whatever you want.Look at us again, and you can answer casually. The three of us students sat down, but the three adults from the school stood behind us, like the bodyguards in those Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, standing behind the master with their hands behind their backs, their expressions nervous and alert.The reporters backed off for a while, and the popsicle-eating woman was like the hostess of the TV station "Across the East", shrugged her shoulders, slapped her hands twice, and asked the question first.This is the first time I've met a reporter face to face, and I feel that these poor reporters are really so stupid that it makes people mad, and they will ask who will do it first?Why do it?Do you think it is right for teachers to beat students?Otherwise, they seem to be able to make only inscrutable silence.The answer to silence is silence, Memed said.So I kept my mouth shut and let Zhu Zhu and Tao Tao answer.

Director Ren put one foot on the beam under my chair and kept shaking, like a loser struggling on a mahjong table.My mother hates this kind of people the most when playing mahjong, and denounces his (her) trembling as "chicken claw madness".I knew Director Ren was going to die soon, but she still wanted to stabilize me, and if she stabilized me, she would be able to draw with Vice Principal Jiang.I have already seen some signs that Vice President Jiang is going to punish her nephew, knocking the mountains to shake the tiger.And she was stubbornly resisting in the corner, unable to retreat, and if she took a step back, the land would collapse.I don't know what bullshit grievances and grievances are there between them, I just sit there feeling 120,000 anxious.I looked at them coldly, and found that Zhu Zhu spoke softly, Tao Tao was vague, and when it came to the fucking important points, they were all cunning and evasive.The woman eating popsicles was very dissatisfied, and finally resorted to the move of sealing her throat with a sword, and directly poked Tao Tao's face with the tip of a pen and asked: There are thousands of words, but in the final analysis, you say, who is right and who is wrong in this fight? Tao Tao's face and neck flushed, and she turned to look at Song Xiaodou.Song Xiaodou didn't look at Tao Tao, she mumbled something in English quickly, but she didn't translate it.Vice-principal Jiang puffed out a puff of smoke, and softly enlightened Tao Tao. After the fight was over—let’s call it a fight according to the reporter’s teacher—how did the teacher and the students themselves sum it up? Director Ren coughed violently a few times, but couldn't speak. He just put more effort into his feet and trembled desperately under my chair. Tao Tao blinked his eyes vigorously, pretending that if I don’t go to hell, whoever will go to hell, he said, the teacher said, no matter how naughty Bao Jingsheng is, he will still beat him. Director Ren kicked my ass.Across a layer of wood, I almost jumped up from the shock.However, I thought afterwards, poor me, I was probably just about to take this opportunity to jump up, I was about to be fucking overwhelmed. I said: bullshit! The woman eating the popsicle was taken aback, then nodded tactfully, and asked me patiently, who do you think is talking nonsense? I ignored her, just pointed at Tao Tao with a finger, and repeated, bullshit!That poor little Ren was beaten into a daze, how could he count the bullshit he said? The tape recorder and the microphone suddenly reached my mouth, I swung these guys sideways, and I said, Bao Jingsheng is as fat as a hippopotamus, and the teacher is a wild dog when he is exhausted, and the dog is nothing but anxious Jump over the wall, lend him a hundred guts and he knows what he dare not bite...!I suddenly felt my eyes burn, and then I saw that the strong light was hitting my face, and the two TV cameras were turning towards me.I felt very bored all of a sudden, like performing a bad show in the grass troupe. I sat down and beat myself to death without saying a word. The TV station broadcast the news in its original form that night.I did not see.But the talented Eva reproduced that scene in her "Great Impression", "Since Wang Zhiwen starred in "Excessive Addiction", tired beauty has become a new pointer for girls to men. He Feng's last night Let us rediscover Wang Zhiwen's lost demeanor. Of course, He Feng is a girl, but doesn't she often dress up as a man, just like she always wants to be He Feng. She turns the world upside down with a few words , rewrote history, and then sat down in front of the camera, looking exhausted, silent, and out of breath. In fact, she was laughing in her heart, and she thought her show was really cool..." I really couldn’t laugh or cry, I told myself, although I couldn’t write the bullshit that Eva said, it was within my expectation, but when did I get out of breath, why did I become Wang Zhiwen again, that is a weak person The poor little one can be blown down by the wind. What's worse is that what I was "out of breath" in Eva's eyes became "aggressive" in Song Xiaodou's eyes.The next day Zhu Zhu passed on her words and called me to the office.Zhu Zhu frowned, stared at me and said, things have gotten worse.She looks a little resentful towards me.But I thought, what can I do, even I often hate myself.I smiled, and I said, poor little one, help me.What should I do? Zhu Zhu bit her lip and said, who would dare to talk too much about such a thing.Tao Tao seemed so afraid of Ms. Song, but he also knew what to do and what to do, so he made a detour when encountering critical problems.Only how heroic you are....Zhu Zhu said with a sneer on her face, but her voice became choked up like a mother-in-law. She said, what can I do for you?Just be more honest. I remembered Zhu Zhu's words.I believe that among my classmates, Zhu Zhu treats me well and is the most selfless.Tao Tao is nice to me because I am his girlfriend; Ali is nice to me because I always protect him; Tao Tao’s little brothers are nice to me because I treat them like brothers.Only Zhu Zhu treats me well without any conditions, she just treats me well.I thought, I should listen to what Zhu Zhu said.So I walked into the English teacher's office with my head down, showing a bit of regret. This is the first time for me to listen to Song Xiaodou's teachings, but the strange thing is that they are not as harsh as I imagined, Song Xiaodou even acted more sad and weak than me.While talking, she rubbed the hem of the scarf.Her veil was black, which made her little face paler.She looked at the freshly plastered walls, where the footprints of a desperate jerk had been stamped. Song Xiaodou said, I have taught for so many years, and none of the students have become successful.How proud the students are, no matter how right Ms. Song is, she is also wrong.The students fell out in class, and whoever pushes you down will become a bastard!Besides Ms. Song, who is still eagerly teaching the students?The student got angry, and Ms. Song held on; the student bit back, but the wound was still on Ms. Song's body... I was a little confused, I think Song Xiaodou confused everything, took all the students as the same student, the truth as a lie, the lie as honesty, and the honest person as a back bite mad dog.Song Xiaodou said, He Feng, don't be so aggressive when doing things.Liang Chen, oh, even that girl who you have called Eva, she is right, you are aggressive.Now, the face of Class 1, Grade 2, and the face of Paulownia Middle School have all been ruined by you.My face, what is it...Song Xiaodou's head hangs down limply, leaning on a raised fist.Her single braid crawled across her rounded back like a poisonous snake, shining with a dark light.Her back was heaving sadly, and she looked like she was about to cry.But I know she won't cry.It would be great if she could cry, she would not be Song Xiaodou if she could.I don't think there's any truth to what she said, but, watching her undulating back, I still feel ashamed because I seem to have done something terrible.I whispered, Miss Song, what should I do then? Song Xiaodou regained her breath, said something in English first, and then translated it in Chinese. She said, "remedy after a dead sheep, do you know what it means?" I said, the sheep ran away, and the cell should be repaired quickly. Poor Song Xiaodou slowly raised her head, with a cold smile on her face, she said, what are you doing repairing the cell? I was sure about it, but now it's all messed up.I wondered about Song Xiaodou's mind, and I said, yes, what, what are you doing, are you imprisoning the thief who stole the sheep? Song Xiaodou's single eyelid trembled, shaking off all the fake smiles on her face, she said, no wonder, Eva said you are the best at showing off. I want to explain to her that I'm not doing a show, I really only know a little bit of the fuck; I also hate showings, so I dress myself like a big man.But I clenched my mouth and said nothing, poor Miss Song! Song Xiaodou muttered something in English with difficulty and sadly, but did not translate it.I knew it was either "damn" or "get out" and I walked away without a word. I walked back to the classroom, went straight to Eva, and I said, please tell me, what does it mean to make up for it?Eva looked at me calmly, her hooked nose twitching wickedly.I knew what she was talking about, so I grabbed the "Great Impression" she had spread out on the table and stared at her lips, as if monitoring her suspicious lips.I said, you just scolded me in your heart for a show, and I tore it to pieces! Zhu Zhu screamed and rushed over to hug me.Zhu Zhu screamed like a convulsion, she hugged me from behind, her soft chest pressed against my back and fell up and down.Tao Tao stood a few steps away, with his hands in his trouser pockets, watching calmly.Many people slowly gathered around and looked at me with mocking expressions.It is of course unpopular to abuse a talented woman with a cripple. But Eva was not angry at all, she said, my daughter, you must not go in this muddy water.What's called "remedy after a dead sheep" is just a piece of nonsense and an afterthought, let it go.She picked up a textbook, maybe it was an English book, or maybe it was a Chinese book. She turned to a blank page, drew an owl with a few strokes, tore it off and handed it to me with both hands.I took it over and saw that the owl had a cropped cut and was wearing a leather jacket. What's more, it had two eyes, one of which was opened horizontally and the other was closed vertically.I laughed and tossed The Big Impression to her. Later I gave the owl to Zhu Zhu.Zhu Zhu snorted and said, poor owl. I feel sour in my heart, and Zhu Zhu also knows that there are too many poor guys in this world. *the fourth part When I left the school gate after school, I was about to take off my school uniform from my back when Zhu Zhu grabbed my hand.Zhu Zhu said, if you don't want to go to the thirteen paulownia trees, you can have dinner at my house.Zhu Zhu's voice was a little contorted, and her eyelids drooped, long, thick and curly like a doll.I looked back, but I didn't see Tao Tao.If he is nearby, I can see him at a glance.He and I haven't talked to each other for a long time. He never threw paper balls to me in get out of class, and he never whispered to me to wait for him at the thirteen paulownia trees after class.