We’re both black.
We’re both black.
Unique: Love has millions of expressions
I’m the first woman in history, and after a trial, I burp up on a slag ready for a high examination.
The history teacher exaggerates the stepsisters in front of my family, and then he’ll take the test for the North, unlike someone who’s as dumb as a pig.
I pointed out that the question that came out of her was that the reference was wrong and caused the house to laugh and scorn: “What do you think you wrote? I’m sorry.
Later, Professor Big Bull of History published a new paper confirming that I was right. I’m not surprised. Because I wrote it.
And then, as a senior, the only person in the school who had taken the exam to Qingbei made a statement on the stage, and his step-daughter and step-mom looked a little white.
I look around them and smile:
“I’m a black horse. I’m sorry.
One.
“Boom-boom!”
“Sun Creek, the sun is tan, why don’t you get up and make breakfast? I’m sorry.
A woman was out there yelling at the door.
I was awakened, I saw strange surroundings, I looked in the mirror and my face was strange.
My head started to hurt when the door was ringing.
I’m the first woman to be tried in the first place, and then I die by accident.
The headaches are getting worse, and my memory doesn’t appear.
After receiving the memory of the original, I realized that I had traveled centuries into modern times.
The Lord and I have the same name and name. She was a poor, humble and cowardly girl.
Her mother worked with her husband to start a business, and she was too old to have a child, and it was not long before she had been rich and comfortable that she found out that her husband had cheated on her husband during pregnancy, and that she had divorced and never heard from her.
Not long ago, my father brought the young and beautiful three and the illegitimate and sent the original to her grandmother in the country.
Up to junior high school, Grandma died and had to take her owner back to town.
In this house, the owner is awkward, worse than the outsiders, as a human being, who, at a young age, takes over all the housework.
Now it’s the first day of the summer of the second and third year of high school, and the sun does rise, but it’s just over 5:00 in the middle of the summer.
I opened the door, and Zhang Xia yelled, “It took so long to open it, are you deaf or crippled?” Then I said, “Let’s make a bowl of spicy soup for Lindsey, she said she wanted to eat this last night. Come on, don’t let her study hungry. I’m sorry.
I looked at her with no trace, and she looked so popular and well-maintained, and there was some bitterness in her eyes.
When I first got here, I was not very good at it, so I boiled her, and my head went, “What’s this? How? I’m sorry.
“The pig’s brain, it’s all about me.” It’s when all kinds of food are cut to shreds and boiled together, with a little starch. I’m sorry.
Ooh.
I came to the kitchen, I knew some food, I didn’t know some food, but since she said all kinds of food cut together…
I turned over all my unrecognized food, one of them called chili, not in my generation, and I put it all in the pot.
Two.
I’m not very good at working with modern cooks, making a pot of soup, looking over and over and over, and I’m not sure I can eat it.
I’ll take it to my stepdaughter as my stepmother ordered.
The sister ‘ s room is much more spacious than the original owner ‘ s, and she is crouching on her back with a file.
She didn’t look back when she heard me pushing in: “Put it on the table first.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t put it on the table, I couldn’t even take a look at her breakfast, and I dropped a spoon very nicely on her mouth and looked at the ancient text she was carrying.
“Sisters are bitter. I am impressed.
She’s acting strangely, but she doesn’t think that I’m trying to please her, and I’m not proud to say, “I’m a pointy kid, unlike you, a slag in the tail of a crane.” I’m sorry.
She took that spoon of spicy soup.
And then…
Ahem!
“It’s so hot! I’m spicy. I’m coughing.
Jiang Lin, who had a bad look, rushed to the water machine outside and poured cold water.
I’m sorry to see that bowl of spicy soup in my hand, but it seems that my first modern food, I can’t really eat.
My eyes are on that ancient book, and it has a lot of emphasis.
By chance, it’s exactly what my mentor did, but only two paragraphs were selected.
“You’ve gone too far. You know I can’t eat spicy, and I’ve played so much chili. “The step sister turned her head and ran away and shouted for her father, Jiang Feng.
A beer belly-heated middle-aged man walks up with rage and looks at me with joy behind her.
When he came up, he threw up his head at me.
The sound of “powder” hit me hard.
3
I took a few steps, tears came out, I saw the marks on my face, and he woke up.
It seems that there is some regret, and I can’t pull my face to apologize, and I am also accused of saying, “How can you be so ignorant as your sister can’t eat spicy?” I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Get up in the morning and make breakfast, don’t you understand?” I’m sorry.
They choked across the street.
“I was only a few months older, the same age, the same age. She doesn’t have to do anything. I have to take care of all the housework, because breakfast isn’t a good idea. I’m sorry.
The middle-aged man realized something, it seemed a little shame, and it turned into rage, “Dad, you talk to you, don’t you understand? I’m sorry.
“Father, my sister is against me, and I do not blame her.” I’d like to share the housework, but our class is focused.
And then she went upstairs, and she said, “Yeah, we’ve been back all morning, and you’re fine. I’m sorry.
This is ridiculous.
In order to please her father and stepmother, she learned to wash and eat and share household chores, and was praised at first, and later had to take care of the whole family. Even in high school, she had to go home to cook and clean.
The sister-in-law said she was going to go to school with her daughter, was at home every day and did not want to do anything to share the household. The owner had not had enough time to study and had slowly receded to the end of the crane, and now a group of people enjoyed what had been paid by her and in turn laughed at her poor learning.
I took a pick-up, pulled a little bit on my cheek, and made a funny laugh: “The two pieces of the string, and the focus, and the back of the back, they didn’t get it all morning.” That’s what you call a priority class? I’m sorry.
“Simplicity, what can you tell me? I’m sorry.
I don’t care, “Why waste time listening to you?” Are you a language teacher? What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
When you look up, you start to laugh at me when you see Eileen Shel getting excited, “If you can back out, I’ll do all your chores.” I’m sorry.
And I was like, “Okay. I’m sorry.
4
And in the sight of her contemptuous eyes, I came, and I thought.
“What is your back? This isn’t “Swisting” at all. It’s the hardest part. You can’t fool around with anything else! I’m sorry.
I don’t even want to look at her, not being influenced by her impolite tone, so I’m taking it easy, and I’m going to throw the information that she put up.
As soon as she opened, I read the first paragraph at the beginning.
Jiang Lin Shel finally realized that just now those clips she was not familiar with were just before the election.
And in her ever-increasing eyes, my silent face was revealed, and I did not stop, and half the rest of them were not printed.
I can’t help but think about it.
If you don’t believe in evil, take out your phone and check it out.
I went over there, poured the spicy soup on the table into the trash, put the bowl in her hand and smiled at her sister.
“Sister, go wash the dishes and don’t forget the garbage. I’m sorry.
She didn’t want to pick up, and I didn’t like her, and I just let her go, and I watched her bowl fall apart.
I said, “Sister, you don’t have to do dishes. I’m sorry.
And when we paused, We added something to it: “But the earth is still to be cleaned.” I’m sorry.
5
Go back to the room, look up, a half-transparent soul is around me.
She was afraid to look at me, and after a long time, she carefully touched the half of the face where I was beaten.
“Sorry. She softly apologized for her father.
“What are you sorry about? I laugh.
She gently hugged me, her hands passed through her original body and her soul faded.
She looked at me before she disappeared completely: “I know who you are. Unlike you and I, you were born as a man of light, and wish you a happy life in the new world. Take my share…”
Her soul disintegrates, and her light and low voice disappears.
I looked at the empty room, and I stayed still for a long time, until I hit a stupid sparrow on the window and flew out a few times.
And I got up again and pulled the curtains, and there were cars and pedestrians outside, and the summer trees were so thick and green, they were clearly lined up with the blue sky in the sun, and little sparrows were on the poles.
The world, bright and alive.
“Good. I said what I couldn’t get her to hear.
But she doesn’t know that I’m not born to shine.
I was born to a poor man, and even a piece of white paper was a luxury, and in that world, a woman was born to be abandoned, and no one was willing to pay for it.
The proclamation of the Dynasty is more enlightened than the former dynasty, and because of the Queens, women have been able to study and study for hundreds of years, and women can still be ridiculed. They don’t think women are born to read.
My father and mother of the farmer, who squeezed their belts to make money for my brother to go to bed.
Then I made money for people to copy books, accumulated them, sought teachers, travelled mountains, and travelled for months for a book.
I climbed to that bright spot myself.
I’m not like her. She’s good at things. She’ll apologize for that shit.
I don’t know anything.
But if I’m any good at anything, I should either hide it or abandon it, instead of stomping on the old boys. Under his feet, he beat a lot of people in the face.
I’m a vengeful man.
I’m gonna have to return that slap to Jiang Feng sooner or later.
Six.
Now that we’ve agreed to live well, let’s start with the points.
She went to school, she didn’t look at the road, she didn’t look at the direction, she seemed to try, and she didn’t know in circles.
Learn, work in the right direction.
I received the knowledge reserves of the original owners and took the summer vacation to comb out some of the key missing points and to consolidate what I had at hand.
Eileen’s laundry, cooking and changing water. Then two people messed up the house.
I couldn’t bear it. I finally hired an aunt.
Eating a meal made by my aunt, I’m a little touched by the grotesque, and I’ve had enough of the buns that I bought for days.
“Daddy still loves me.” I’m sure you’re a slag. I’m sorry.
And We did not strike her with any kindness: “He is not a beloved one, but a dear one who has been washed by you. I’m not good enough to take a hard back. I’m sorry.
I’m angry at you, but not me.
However, she is not mistaken for saying that Jiang Deng Feng still cares for her. See, after years of housework, everyone took it for granted, and the step-daughter did the housework for a few days, and the aunt came to the house.
A child who can’t get sugar in love is useless.
Better to study than to please your parents.
I started doing my summer homework, mainly a summer book, plus a test paper from the teachers.
Because there are too many gaps in knowledge, and it’s new to me, and I’m doing it hard, and I’m grinding it over.
I don’t have time to get to know things I don’t understand, so I have to write them in the notebook.
Slow down. It’s okay. Take time to pile.
I get up every day before dawn and I sleep at night with all the questions in my head. I forgot to eat, but I was happy.
7
On the first day of my senior year, I took the fruit of the summer and walked into the campus in the memory of the original, familiar with the strangeness.
Before I went into the classroom, I heard some of my classmates from inside, talking about the fun of their summer vacations, saying, “Do my homework for me.”
But as soon as I walked in, sat down in my seat, the class slowly calmed down, probably thinking that I was here, and they talked about it.
The sound of a sandy patch.
I’m used to going to a new place to get to know the environment first, to put down my books, to take stock of the classroom, to look around and to see a man working.
Remember, it’s a three (11) history class, a fat, smile-looking girl called Wang Joy.
As he started to collect it from that end, many people were still struggling to write it, and while she was rushing to make fun of it, she had to take half of the storybooks and make the fellow student cry: “The King begs for mercy.” I’m sorry.
He went all the way to my desk, but he didn’t stop, went straight to my back, and said, “Come on, first is history.” I’m sorry.
The girls at the back table had to pick up the answers, and the words were big and empty, and at first glance they were quite full.
I had a history book and a paper that I had prepared, and I watched her ignore me, and I didn’t dare to ask, and I was thicker and turned straight to her.
“Why don’t you take my homework? I’m sorry.
Wang Hao finally looked at me and was surprised that I might not have taken the initiative to ask her. I’m sorry.
8
“Of course. I put my homework on the one in her hand.
The king took it somewhat reluctantly, and looked at me as if it were a bit harsh, mocking, saying, “Your homework is like a white roll.” It’s better not to. The history teacher has seen a lot of work going on in our class. I’m sorry.
I’m looking at it all wrong: “What? As a teacher, how can you blame your own students? I’m sorry. I hate it.
The king was angry with him: “The Queen of the River brook, one of your worst-counting scum, still hates the teacher.” If he does not finish his homework, he should have come back every semester and be punished. I’m sorry.
And I stood by her head and looked at her: “I couldn’t finish my homework because, on vacation, I had to take care of all the housework for my wife and uncle, and I had no time to do my homework. I’m sorry.
The original was humbled, afraid that people would know that she was a nanny and a cheap laborer, who laughed and never told about her home at school.
People think she’s had a summer break, not even a copy of the answers, but of course she’s not. Although the class is full of scum, there’s a chain of contempt between them.
It’s the face of the river, and I’m not afraid of being ugly.
Wang was not convinced, but did not say anything, and the papers at the back table went on to the back, and they didn’t want to open my book.
It’s only been half a day since I’ve been here, and I’ve been feeling all kinds of malice and indifference.
The reason for the hiking tail learning is one reason, but the other is not the same as the original owner, and the cause of it should be both.
9
It was also good that the original master had learned to make a very good first grade, and all his relatives and friends paid tribute to the high-end daughter, who would certainly take the top class.
Later, however, after a long period of stressful education and squeezing of learning time, the master slowly retreated, and finally did not know how many points had passed the examination. Jiang Deng Feng, fearing that he would not speak out, donated an experimental classroom in silence and stuffed him in.
But the late mother told everyone that the original owner had donated a geoscience classroom, and that most people had tried to get in, and that everyone in the school knew that the original owner was paying for it and that he was ashamed of it.
There must have been more money than the originals, but only the originals are known by their families.
So the original was not very well-known at first.
The original owner was assigned to the worst class of one, the third (11) class, and even the students of the school-reminder class were not worthy of her.
And the step-sister, he took the pointer class.
That’s even more so.
Later, the original master fell in love with the first-year-old boy from Pointer Class.
In the student age, achievement is the only strong criterion. Many of the girls in the school liked to be first in age, and they were very handsome.
He learned from others and secretly wrote a love letter to the boy, and with his acquiescence, other girls who liked the boy opened the envelope and shouted at him and read the love letter as a joke. A group of people laughed at his toads for swan meat.
It is the last straw to overwhelm the camels when the master’s grades are down, the father’s displeased, the stepmothers and stepdaughters are in trouble, they are not treated at school, teachers are despised by their classmates and they encounter the embarrassment of having love letters read out and mocked in public.
From that day onwards, a pharmacological after-mother’s nap was taken every day, saved for some time, failed at the end of the year, crying until the early morning hours.
Then I wore it on her.
10
What did the Lord think that night?
Maybe after the illusion that he’s gone, his own father’s regret is too great, and his teacher’s classmates seem to regret it.
But what does it mean to make people regret it by hurting themselves?
If you’re hurt, you have to say it. You have to get up. Prove yourself with strength, not with self-harm.
And I turned the pen in my hand, and I looked at the blue sky with my head, and I was thinking about it, and I came back, and I took out a thick notebook that I remember during the summer.
On the first day of the school year, the current level is recorded, with ease of reference, setting targets for the current term, detailing them into small objectives and choosing the right path for completion.
Based on the points that I made during the summer break, it is planned that this semester will be a full learning and learning period for all the knowledge points that are not available, and that a complete knowledge framework will be developed and a foundation will be laid.
Just finished writing the plan, the school bell rings, and put the notebook away. The first is history, and the history teacher is a young female teacher in a colorful dress who comes in to say briefly that the summer season is over and that all the students will start to take care of themselves and learn.
After school, she took the summer homework and ordered me out alone. It wasn’t nice to say, “Come on down to the brook.” I’m sorry.
I stomped and followed her to the office, and she said nothing and asked me to stand outside the office for an hour.
The teacher in the next class took a leave of absence, self-study time, counting the classroom hours, for just one hour.
I’m standing outside the teacher’s office where people come and go, and I’m going to look at all the teachers who pass by.
It would be more painful for the community to stand for an hour in the face of a weak student than to be subjected to direct verbal abuse, with a much lower eye on the self-esteem.
A student of this age, who is so self-respectful, seems to be so light and so hard to punish…
Eleven.
This history teacher, Zhang Jun, if I remember correctly, it was my stepmother’s cousin or cousin who hated the owner for her sake.
And she thinks that she’s in the middle of a class, that she’s not in the third class, that she’s not in the third class, and, of course, that she’s not in the back of the third class.
He was humbled and sensitive, with greater self-esteem than the average person, who had been punished to stand for long periods of grief and was afraid to stand up.
I’ve seen Zhang Zhang look out for a few moments, probably to see me look down and look down.
But my old God was there, and I didn’t care. I used to go to school and suffer more than that. In my eyes, that’s how fat jellyfish fight.
The words that were recited this morning are still idle, but it is better to consolidate what was carried out this morning, find Zhang Zhang looking at me and take a moment to return to one of her innocent and questionable eyes.
I’m still in the middle of it.
An hour later, she didn’t see what I looked like, as if I was a bit disappointed, and came out and said, “Go back.” We can’t spend the rest of our summer vacations, we don’t do our homework, we don’t know who we’re hanging out with. I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes to her.
Boy, she didn’t even open my summer homework, and she agreed I didn’t finish, and she made a stop.
Maybe she’s got a tongue on her back, and after all, she’s got a lot on her back this summer, and she’s trying to fix me while she’s at school.
She told me to leave, and instead I wouldn’t leave, and I was in front of my office, so I had to say, “Mr. Zhang, what do you mean, because I didn’t do my summer homework and I’m standing by?” I’m sorry.
She took it for granted: “What else?” I’m sorry.
12
“Sir, do you know the word “stereotyped”? I’m not asking.
It’s her turn to look at me in the eyes of doubt.
“In the summer exercise this year, every page has a line of words or a supernymatic explanation. At the bottom of the twenty-first page of the history book is an introduction to the psychological vocabulary of stereotypes. I’m sorry.
She couldn’t keep up with my head. I’m sorry.
I said, “Teacher, you can turn around and see if there’s such a thing. I’m sorry.
Zhang Jun clearly did not believe: “Who remembers so little that you learned to brag one summer? I’m sorry.
She came up with a copy, turned to page 21, settled.
People don’t remember that much, but I can.
I don’t have any knowledge on the corner, I’m interested, and I have memory.
I looked through the book and said, “Sir Zhang.” You didn’t even look at my homework and you thought I didn’t do it. It’s called stereotypes. I’m sorry.
Turns out my own, I open it, it’s full of it, not only red pens against answers, but also hand-held in the corner.
I removed the stapler nails in the middle of the book, and I sent the test papers, one page at a time, to a group of people next to melon eaters — the teacher, the teacher, the teacher, the teacher, the teacher.
“All the teachers said I’ve done my summer homework and Mr. Chang accused me of not doing it.
“If I didn’t finish my homework so seriously, she would have punished me indiscriminately. I’m sorry.
13
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it.
Instead of keeping your mouth shut, it’s better to put a little mouth on people.
Other teachers were surprised to see Zhang Xian, aware of the consequences, and seemed surprised to see her.
Zhang Zhang stood there in embarrassment and suffered from the eyes of others, and she had hoped to see on me but not the same face, and now I see on her face.
The bald Mediterranean math teacher is about to retire at the age and with the highest qualifications, urging her: “O Teacher Zhang, don’t hurt her self-esteem by learning so hard. You apologize to her. I’m sorry.
If I feel sorry for her, I’m going to turn around and persuade me not to spread it, after all, because they’re colleagues, definitely on Zhang Zhang’s side of the same teacher.
But it was really easy for Zhang to return to her head, and she only saw her being told to apologize, and she didn’t want to apologize, and I was like, “Why didn’t you say so? I’m sorry.
I looked down on the toes, “Teacher, you didn’t tell me why I was punished.” I’m sorry.
And then I groaned, and I said, “Sir, I’m going to class. I hear the bell.” How can a teacher apologize to a student? I know. Can I go back to class? I’m sorry.
She didn’t answer. She was choked.
The language teacher said, “Oh, my God.” Can you come with me? I’m sorry.
I nodded and followed back to the classroom with a nice, warm-coloured language teacher.
All the students in the classroom were curious to see how I ended up with the language teacher.
I looked into the book and didn’t pay attention to others.
I’m sure they’ll know soon enough that the history teacher has no reason to trouble the students.
It’s not like it’s freezing for three feet, and the master’s reputation can’t be improved by a small thing, but the sun’s past, and it’s long gone, can always melt down human stereotypes.
14
I went home after school at the end of the evening study, and I ran into Jiang Lin Shel and her classmates, along with a boy.
Jean-Linxie’s got a little shyness in her eyes.
Looks like she’s in love with that boy.
Among the other girls, there are many other admirers of the boy.
I was about to go around, and Jiang Lin Shek saw me and cried out to me, “What a coincidence! I’m sorry.
Like her stepmom, she called me “Song Creek” every day at home and said “Sister.”
And he came over here, hugged my arm like he was close to me.
I didn’t want to be the tool to show her sisterhood, to take her hand and step back a few steps: “What’s the matter? The same school, the same home, the same road. It’s a coincidence we didn’t meet at school. I’m sorry.
Eileen was so angry, he didn’t know how to counter me.
She and her mother never said anything about me, but they were still looking for torture, and in a sense they were stubborn.
And her classmates came to see me, and it was a shame to see a girl with a tall pony tail swam my eyes: “Yo, isn’t this the brook of the Third (11th) Class?” I didn’t take my love letter from you. I’m sorry.
The other girls look at the boy, and they say, “Well, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhong brook likes you so much, why don’t you just go from her ?”
I followed him, so I looked at the boy, he was tall and skinny, and he was a pretty little guy, and he saw me looking at him, and he was a little impatient.
“I don’t like people like you. I’m sorry.
15
I wasn’t very interested in him, but he said it, and I got excited: “Ah! What kind of person am I? I’m sorry.
I watched him.
I’m not sure what I’m going to do, but I’m going to ask a question that’s embarrassing to me, and then I’m going to sit around and say, “You’re too bad to learn, you’re not good.” I’m sorry.
The answer was quite straightforward.
It turns out that the Lord is such a man in the heart of someone she likes.
It’s good for him. It’s embarrassing to throw a love letter from a girl into public and laugh at it.
If you don’t want it, just say no.
Is it because he thinks he’s a good learner, a good learner, a good learner, a good master who doesn’t deserve him, a love letter that’s taken down his price and made him feel like he’s been taken away? So we’re going out, and we’re going to have a treat together?
Huh.
Ugh!
She was the one who took the lead in humiliating the owner, and Koonytail was there.
“See the light when the road is dark, and see the light when the moon is white. And while you were there, We saw the light shudder and the moon shined. I’m sorry.
And We raised the curtains and looked at her: “What is it, that thou hast fallen in love with me, and thou recitest a poem against me?”
“This is a letter of love you wrote.” I’m sorry.
And I scoffed: “Well, I say.” How can you write such a good sentence? I’m sorry.
It’s getting worse across.
She started to shift her goals and step on me with her academic grades: “You’re not good enough to give Zhou his shoes anyway. I’m sorry.
Huh…
Who’s willing to give a man shoes?
I tried to restrain myself from displaying the obstinate obscurity and tactically asking for results: “Are you learning well? What was your last exam score? I’m sorry.
16
If you remember correctly, you can’t get a good score with this pony tail.
The original owner was at the tail of the slag-scrambling school, while the top tail was at the tail of the scrambling school. The only reason she got into Point Team is because she had a father who worked as a class director in Point Class.
The pony’s plume was blown out of cold water, and we did not dare to show off to me in front of a group of real pointers around us, just to say, “What is the matter with you? I’m sorry.
It’s a little bit more than that.
Prior to the final examination, the father was humiliated, ill-healthed, and the examination was irregular. At the usual level of masters, it’s like a ponytail.
But I’ve measured myself once in the summer, and after a summer’s crazy brush, I can now have more than a hundred points above the original master’s. If the bottom is too bad, there is still great room for progress at first.
So now I’m a little better than the ponytail.
I briefly assessed it, and objectively said, “Well, now you can’t pass me. I’m sorry.
And the tail of the pony thinks that I’m provoking her. I’m sorry.
The rest of the people around were not convinced, and then showed their sarcasm and thought I was dazzling.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou was impatient about the dispute he had provoked and seemed eager to leave earlier: “You can’t count on the results of your speech until you pass.” I’m sorry.
“Sister, go home. I’ll make sure my classmates don’t talk about your bragging. I’m sorry.
I pulled my hands out of the white eye and I didn’t like her sister at all.
“Believe it or not. They don’t know them well. They don’t believe me. What does it matter to me?
I was thinking, “Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry.
17
I’m curious.
And the Qur’an’s tail: “You and I will bet on the next exam, and you and I will be very low.” I’m sorry.
It’s boring.
I said, “No gambling. I won you and I won’t feel anything. I’m sorry.
I admit, I can be really angry sometimes.
I feel like I’m gonna have to come up and fight. I’m gonna get the hell out of here.
He was dragged away by a group of classmates, who calmed their emotions and lifted his chin with arrogance and said, “Then add a bet. If you win, I’ll return your previous letter from my dad. I’m sorry.
And she took a look at Zhou Zhou, and said, “You won, at least you got a chance to get the love of Zhou. If you lose, don’t bother him again. I’m sorry.
We were not able to explain, “I did not haunt him. I’m sorry.
I don’t need anyone’s favor either.
I don’t want to bet for men.
I tried to change the bet: “No need for that.” I won. Just pack me a big red bag. I’m sorry.
Small money as a bet is acceptable.
And the pony’s tail answered, “You lost, or was it a condition?” I’m sorry.
I won, Big Red, and I lost, and I didn’t want to get involved in the so-called hatred of these high school students.
If you don’t study well at this age, can’t you choose a handsome guy from high school?
Dude, I’m sure I can make it.
“Okay. “I’ve been lazy for most of the time, and I’ve been working hard on the paper and pen, and I’m saying, “There’s no way. I’m sorry.
A group of people came up and started to get up.
The pony tail goes over the white paper and the pony starts writing.
I looked around and asked her, “How much are you going to give me? I’m sorry.
“Is it enough? I’m sorry.
I was disappointed, “Oh, is this it?”
The other side was angry and added a zero.
I signed my name on it with joy, and the ponytails looked at me, and I started to pick up, “It’s ugly. Go back and practice it.” I’m sorry.
Actually, I’m not ugly, I’m still a textbook level, but I’m not used to pencils, and sometimes I can’t control them.
I think it’s really a problem, and I take it with my heart: “Thank you for reminding me that when I get back, I’m going to buy a post. I’m sorry.
The pony tail punched me on the cotton, staring me down.
I took my bond and finally walked away.
I didn’t even look at that Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhi and the step-sister all the time.
At this age, you should study hard and grow into light.
All words are outside.
The only way to fight for youth is through knowledge in the brain, through good words in muscle memory, and through good thinking in human Gerry.
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The next examination, which will rank together in the first grade, should be a mid-term examination, with two or three months remaining.
Over the past few months, I have been able to get a little bit of a sense of my own knowledge, and I have been able to get a little bit of it down to this stage.
Ever since that day, Zhang Zhang has looked at me more and more with eyes, not noses, and called me up in the cold of class and asked me to describe the historical context of a subject.
If you can’t say it, you’ll laugh.
If you’re crazy, what’s going on in high school?
It was only in the recent history of the world that I went back to the question that she asked, which I did not do, but that did not affect my question. From ancient times to the present, the perspective of the issue could be a consistent one, with several points listed in a line-by-line analysis based on the material given to it, and added: “Sensey Zhang, the question is mainly economic and political, and is not very relevant to the historical and cultural context of the time. I’m sorry.
“You know better than me as a teacher” and waved me down.
I do feel better than she does. She is better off than any other teacher and only gives students backslides and no ideas or methods of teaching or learning about the subject. Only: A is right because the BCD is wrong.
She was assigned to the worst class, not because the person assigned was blind, but because she was not at that level.
The night before the midterm exam, Kotail came to see me in class three (11), reminding me, “Don’t forget the bet. I’m sorry.
I’m going home with a note: “I can’t forget. I’m sorry.
It’s worth $10,000 for a test, and a stupid, rich “love enemy” can’t be missed.
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The two days of the midterms, I fell asleep a little early, and I came to the examination with a new pencil and an unused brush.
Even after so many tests, there’s still a little tension.
Looking forward, there’s tension.
I am not looking forward to winning that ponytail, but I am looking forward to my efforts and my efforts in exchange for the desired progress.
After the test, it’s easy, just for the weekend.
In the afternoon, I bought a cup of milk tea, wandered around the campus, didn’t walk through the school, the red leaves flew off in the fall, and a leaf was laid in places where few people went, and I even saw the statue of the grace.
Some emotion.
It’s hundreds of years away.
I went to a small square and saw the school holding a calligraphy contest.
It is the city ‘ s lead, which unites the calligraphy competitions held in schools in two rounds, and is now in the first phase of the competition, and has set up sea-selection booths in schools on holiday.
Calligraphy, with a lot of scribes and a lot of ink in it, and then I took over with a pretty good example, and now there’s a “girls have to practice hair” on the Internet, mostly in my handwriting.
It’s also a wonderful feeling to blink from ancient times to modern times and to see what’s going on.
I’m going to finish the rest of the tea and throw the cup in the trash, and I’m going to go up and slaughter the list.
Because the poster says, first prize is $50,000.
I am poor, and I will not spare any chance of making small money, and I will save enough money to be able to leave the posh family.
“You said you were not Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhong Zhong Zhong Zhong Zhong Zhong Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zi” He’s here for the calligraphy competition. You too. I’m sorry.
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The typewriter, the voiceless, carefully filled out the registration form and checked for no errors, turned around to see who was so annoying.
It’s a bunch of eye-witnessed girls, and it’s a little familiar, as if some of the students in class 1 were with her the other day when she was in a confrontation with Koalaki.
I realized that Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou was writing and that more girls were around him, watching him write and getting excited.
I’m sorry I just lost my attention.
It doesn’t affect my list.
I don’t care to argue, “Get out of the way, I’m in a hurry.” I’m sorry.
After the exam, it’s just time to go back to dinner, and auntie tells me in the morning that I’m going to take the test and make the food I like today.
The calligraphy competition is important, and the food Auntie made for me is important.
I followed the staff to a table with simple paper and pens on it, and the girls came and didn’t look at Zhou Yi and looked at me.
Probably wanted to see how ugly I was.
“You’ve gone too far. We’re talking to you and you’re ignoring me! I’m sorry.
I have some headaches: “Why don’t you go see Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu I’m sorry.
They didn’t persuade anyone, and they called someone else to look at me, and they were ready to watch me laugh.
Anyway, I’m used to it.
I went down to write, and even though it was a little philosophies, I was serious. I’ve always taken every word of my own.
It was too deep, and it was only after writing that a circle of people, even the chair teacher, came, and probably no one signed up and was bored.
After the staff took it to the other judge, who circulated the work and started the discussion, giving it a particularly quick score.
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As long as the election is overlined, the score does not express the judges’ enthusiasm. The judges even sent me the invitation to resume the competition with their own hands, inviting me with a warm invitation: “You must come next week, students.” I’m sorry.
I’m coming in to make sure, “Okay, I’ll go.” I’m sorry.
That’s $50,000.
“You’re so good!” I’m sorry.
“Ow! Have you ever acted like a pig? I’m sorry.
Bullfrog?
What’s that?
I know, shake your head.
I’ve been told that the wind will destroy wood. But I’ve always been a hard man.
And rather than a life in peace, climb up to the altar, and shine, even if it falls, at least in heat, and spread, and the people of the world will envy me.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhou Zhou was a bit surprised to see me : “You write so well ? I’m sorry.
I smiled modestly: “Well, yes, more than you.”
He smiled with embarrassment.
I’m glad that I’m here because of Zhou Yi.
Go home and show your aunt the invitation for the rematch, eat a hot meal, look at her as happy as she feels.
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The mid-term examination was quickly converted and successively all the test papers were issued, but the results were not yet ranked in the same order, and the Kotails came to class three (11) with their own papers, followed by a crowd of people watching.
The owner was so famous at school that the last bet came out, so many people were waiting for me to get hit in the face.
One of them put it on my desk, and she was full of confidence: “Let’s have a score. I’m sorry.
I look at a bunch of other classes around, and I ask, “Do you have to make it so big? I’m sorry.
She said, “Are you afraid?”
No… Forget it.
I took out all the papers, and some of my classmates came forward to be the referee.
The boy, Li Yeung, was very lively and put on the same table with two test papers, and was very ceremonial, and I didn’t know which teacher was temporarily given a calculator, so I pressed it, and the “zero” was very loud.
A group of people waiting to open a blind box was excited.
Li Yang turned over one of the top papers: “Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Mathematics, 95, shit! I’m sorry.
I only knew the name of the ponytail was Summer.
“Jean Creek, Math, 90. I’m sorry.
Math: Weakness is the worst door I’ve ever had.
“It’s okay not to pass, it’s better to be taller than the river. I’m sorry.
LEE Yang simply put a table and took down this score and then he turned, “Summer light, English, 103. This door passed. I’m sorry.
“Jean Creek, English, 98. I’m sorry.
Look at me gently.
I was lazy and I laughed at her.
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“Summer light, language, 101. River brook, language, 136. I’m sorry.
“Summer light, politics, 65. Zan Creek, politics, 88. I’m sorry.
“Summer, Geography, 59. River, Geography, 82. I’m sorry.
“Summer, history, 56. River, history, 89, fuck! You’re on doping? I’m sorry.
Eventually, the summer light score was about 480, and I scored about 580, just over a hundred more.
Actually, it’s much higher than I thought it would be for me or for her.
I looked at her, and she was a little dark in the summer, and probably spent the night trying to study.
The summer gently and unbelievably picked up my testimonial, one turned over, and his face broke and he finally had to accept the cruel reality.
I was ashamed to walk away with my papers, and I left with the words, “I’ll lose, I’ll give you the red bag another day.” I’m sorry.
After she left, the other class members were slowly separated, but class three was still excited, and my papers were passed through the class, and Wang was carrying my historical papers: “How did you get 89 for this history? You can be in the front row for the whole grade, right? I’m sorry.
“You want to know? I blinked and I blinked and I said, “Each one is done, it’s revised, it’s done over time, until all the dots can be stepped on.” Repeat and force yourself to change thinking quickly. I’m sorry.
There’s no shortcut. It’s all stupid.
The most important point is to get out of the comfort zone of learning and not be able to turn and circle in the comfort zone.
Many people prefer to do what they do best, not what they don’t, and many revise it by simply copying the answers and not perfecting their answer lines.
It’s easy to learn, but it’s slow.
Ineffective efforts.
“You will be the master of our class from now on.” I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
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The next day, after the evening study, the summer light stopped me. I’m sorry.
I followed her to the corner of an empty corner, where she brought me a big red bag out of her school bag. I’m sorry.
It’s a red bag with a sign.
It’s probably embarrassing to put a red bag over me, and then she doesn’t go back, and she doesn’t give me a chance to talk.
That’s rich. This big red bag is real.
I was flattered with a beautiful red bag, and on my way back, I was in a good mood to draw one next to the homeless by the roadside.
I’ve been looking at you all day.
It’s probably because people are so generous.
I took the remaining $9,900 carefully, and I was not old enough to get a bank card, so I had to deposit the cash first.
Today, I’m on top of my grade, and I’m making great progress.
“As a matter of fact, it’s not a copy of the answer. I’m sorry.
Jean-Lin Shel this time failed and went backwards, in stark contrast to me.
“The Zorn Creek is a secondary achievement, and the most important thing is to be honest.” I’m sorry.
I also put down my chopsticks: “Dad, did you forget that I did a great job? I’m sorry.
“It’s just people who don’t look good, who keep demeaning. Have you heard of a word called “strike education”? I’m sorry.
I’m about to rip her off, and my stepmother’s a little bit of a step forward, but I know I have to change the subject, “Okay, eat and eat.” Your sister’s going to a calligraphy rematch this weekend. I’m sorry.
“Go on. I said, “I just remembered I didn’t mention it to them, and I’m in rematch, and I’m going to tell them that my stepmother’s in a hurry to show off and be happy. “Lin Snow’s a great bookie. I’m sorry.
I didn’t hit her. Shut up.
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On the day of the resumption of the race, the late mother insisted that I take her car.
Okay.
The re-elections were held at the exhibition centre and were conducted in a formal manner, and experts from the calligraphy associations in the city and at the provincial level were invited to serve as judges.
When Jiang Lin Shel came in with an invitation, I was going to come, and my stepmother stopped me: “What are you doing with you? You can’t get in.” I’m sorry.
I pulled out of my pocket an invitation to be folded, and I swayed at her: “Go to the game.” I’m sorry.
“What? You’re in this game? No, you’re in the rematch? I’m sorry.
Post-Mom was shocked.
“Yeah. I looked at her, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you tell us? I’m sorry.
I laughed, “Let me tell you, and give you time to find a way to get me into trouble and get me out of the game.” Or give you a chance to mock me? I’m sorry.
She’s mute and finally remembered that I’ve closed the barley.
I laughed, turned around and the staff looked at my wrinkled invitations and looked at me several times.
The others kept it dearly, fearing that it would not look good, and I was in a state of confusion without seeing any serious or nervousness.
Enter, sit at the host’s cue, pen up and wait for the score.
As expected, I was awarded the first prize.
The first prize is mine, the second prize is Zhou Yi, and the third prize is from our school.
Jiang Lin Shel has nothing.
I was standing in the middle of a group of people with trophies, and I had a light on me at the top of the exhibition center, and official propagandists took crazy pictures of me.
I looked at my stepmom and stepdaughter, and I saw two of them.
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Zhou Zhou looked at me and then went away, and Lin Poe came to say hello to me, and the soft sound sounded so nice, “You’re a river brook? You’re a beautiful word. I’m sorry.
I also smiled softly at her: “Thank you very much. Your words are pretty good too. I’m sorry.
Exchanged contact, sort of met, and she left.
“Did you deliberately embarrass Lin Shek? I’m sorry.
Jiang Lin Shel is behind her, with red eyes and tears to shed.
“What do I care? Even if I don’t go to this game, she won’t get the prize. I’m sorry.
I got rid of my stepmom and stepdaughter, just bring me here, bring me home.
It’s a good thing I’ve got a first-minute student card. I’ll take the bus back.
The organizers asked me to leave a bank card number to make money easier, and I asked for cash and, in the eyes of the staff members concerned, put the money and trophies in the bag: “Don’t worry, don’t lose it. I’m sorry.
I’m sure there’s no going back.
I was in a good mood today when I came home on a bus, got out of the car, went home from the bus station and passed the bum.
Just walked out a few steps, and he stopped him.
The homeless shoved the three hairy ones back in my hand: “Sister, it’s hard to make money, don’t spend it, take it back.” I’m sorry.
For the first time, I took a hard look at him, and found him different from other beggars, but clean, and he did not take large gifts.
“You’re not like everyone else. I said:
He laughed.
Then we started talking somehow, and I knew that he was a rich man, and then he went bankrupt, and his wife ran away with the last money he left, and his wife broke up. Feels like life is hopeless and starts wandering around.
At the age of 50 or so, you can support yourself by working part-time, but you lose your love for life, you lose your strength to fight and live and live on the streets.
I sense opportunity.
I asked him, “Do you want to rise again? I’m sorry.
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He thought he had heard wrong: “What? I’m sorry.
“The East Mountain rises again. “I said it quietly.
And We brought out the trophy in the bag: “This is the first prize I just won, the hot one.” So, I’ll pay for the materials, I’ll write the quill, and you’ll have a street stand and sell it for me. Twenty-eight, two, eight, what do you say?”
He’s a little funny, “Sister, business is not that simple. The calligraphy prize for the student competition can be used for a discount, but it almost burns in front of a really old calligrapher. I’m sorry.
And I didn’t argue that I had to put out a pen and a “Sho-chun” on the spot.
He is indeed a rich man, with a basic level of appreciation. I’m sorry.
I figured, “Ten years or so. I’m sorry.
And We gave him the $300 again: “You look like a poor master, more convincing than this.” Once the first barrel of gold is made and the principal is made, then we can go online and market it. I’m sorry.
If we don’t make money, we don’t lose much.
It’s not the first time I’ve done any investment. Old books are expensive. I can’t study without money.
The homeless still don’t trust me. My high school looks like shit. It took me a lot to convince him to at least try.
When I got home, it was almost the afternoon, and I gave my aunt $3,000: ” Aunt Liu, I won the first prize in the calligraphy competition today, so you can make a good table and celebrate. Take the rest of your food. I’m sorry.
Aunt Liu is happy.
He came back at night to know that I didn’t win the prize, but it was an accident that I won the first prize, but it was all his daughter, and he was very proud to be there with his cell phone.
Ask me what I want, and I’ll say, “I want a cell phone with his number.”
The phone is expensive, but he’s out of his mouth. He can’t regret it. He’ll have to say yes.
At the end of the night, people at their table had a big meal, and the city television station had a video of the day-time competition, and their mothers and step-daughters had no food.
What a waste of good food.
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After the final examination, I completed the remaining half of the semester in an orderly manner, with steady improvement in performance, and at the end of the period, the scale of the increase was slowly reduced, with my first total score of 610 points for the final month.
My progress, together with the leading prize in the calligraphy competition, has improved my reputation in school, and finally I’m in class.
I’ve added class and one class of lingo.
After all the knowledge points, there will always be people who don’t understand themselves, who occasionally go to Lin Poetry for lessons, who comes and goes. She’s a very gentle, very patient little sister, one of our language teachers.
When I looked for the experience, I saw the phrase, “You and I are black horses.” I have no resistance to such a violent sentence, and I have written it in the transcript.
The more I look, the more I like it, the more I pick it up and write it up in my room.
Jean-Linxie is in a bad state recently, and may have been caught up in a bottleneck, with no retrogression, with no sense of purpose, but came to me when he was upset.
And when I saw the saying on my wall, I laughed: “You are the horse and the horse.” I’m sorry.
I am impatient to waste my time on her, and I will kill her with a single blow: “What is your loss, my son?”
Jean-Linze ran away again.
In contrast to my speed of progress, summer light has risen a little since mid-minus, and I don’t even know her since back, but because of gambling, many of my classmates love to gossip about her achievements.
One night, he came home, ran into summer light and mixed up with a bunch of chicks, yelling to go to the bar.
I was just passing by, and I laughed at her, “You lose and you start messing up.” I’m sorry.
Then slip away quickly.
Followed by summer and light, the path of anger follows: “Jan brook! I’m sorry.
I stopped in front of a snack stand, and I watched summer with a little fury, and I came back to fight with me, and for half a day, the little girls would not have waited for her, and they would have left long ago.
We divided the blast into half of her hand: “Go home and get some sleep. Will you enter their circle?” I’m sorry.
In the summer, he bit his teeth and ate a roast.
Before I left, I reminded her, “Oh, there’s one thing you haven’t given me. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“The love letter, you said to help me get it back. I’m sorry.
“You don’t even like Zhou Yi, why did you bring that letter back? I’m sorry.
Suddenly I was moved and finally someone stopped looking at me like I was licking a dog.
“Just want it back. I said:
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I thought it would be easy and easy for a class teacher to come out and get a confiscated letter.
It turns out the guy worked for over a week, but didn’t say anything about her dad.
One of the class’s directors, Xiaoqing Sha, was a very hard-working, very tough person who was very responsible for his class, and the only thing that was not his image was to bring Summer to the focus class and watch it under his nose. Apart from that, there was no preferential treatment for her.
Ha Chingqing also collected a lot of love letters before, waiting for students to graduate to return them.
When I learned, I waved, “Well, let’s forget it, it’s not an emergency. I’m sorry.
The summer was light, but suddenly he lost, as if he was holding up and still looking for her father every day.
Several schools co-organized a lecture, inviting Prof. Cow of the History Department of the North, to give an inspiration to the students, all three of whom were to attend.
And as soon as he had been seated, he sat beside me in the summer, with a red eye: “He would never compromise for me, nor care for what I am doing.” I’m sorry.
The tears suddenly fell.
I couldn’t help but find her a tissue.
The lecture was not yet started, the surroundings were noisy, so she didn’t say anything by my side.
I pulled her hand: “Let’s go out and talk.” I’m sorry.
At the back of no one, the summer softly let go, and wept and wept, and wept and wept and weeded and weeded and weeded and weeded and weeded and weed and weeded and weed and weed and weed.
I just realized why she’s been messing around lately.
In the light of the summer, her father’s preference for her students and her brother was so harsh that she probably felt his own daughter’s old face was missing.
Prior to the mid-term examination, she worked hard to study, made a great deal of progress, showed her father the report card in a rush and thought it would be a compliment, and his father still felt that her grades were not good enough, even for the students under his hands.
Since the day of summer and light, I’ve been suffocating, and you say I don’t learn nothing, and I’ll show you, and I’m late and I’m leaving, and I’ve met a bunch of other school girls.
Of course, when she almost went to the bar at night when she and the little lady were on fire, I set the road and lost my friend.
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And she cried, but I laughed and laughed at her without mercy: Why did you not come to your father to cry, because I was afraid?
The summer was light, the tears were low, the tears stopped, and the eyes began to stare at me.
“I’m not kidding. You can try to talk to your dad. I’m sorry.
Her father’s got an old face in her family’s class. It’s definitely not the kind of thing she doesn’t care about her daughter.
As can be seen, both the father and the daughter are the ones who are stubborn, arrogant and unfriendly.
Her father may be happy to see her daughter progress, but it’s still harsh.
And when the tears were purified in the summer, he suddenly said, “The brook of Esun, the final examination, I will wager with you again.” This time around $20,000. I’m sorry.
“No gambling. I’m going straight to the point.
She wonders, “Why?” I’m sorry.
Twenty grand. I’m afraid she’ll get beat up.
I thought, “I don’t really like bets with people. I’m sorry.
There must be a loss in bets, past or present, I try to climb up, but I do not want to step on others.
I didn’t know her well before, she provoked me, and I promised her I’d bet that I didn’t want to lose, and I didn’t want to see her lose.
I never liked win-win.
“But you can bet on your own, and you can bet on the end of the year if you can’t get past the middle of the period. You lose, it doesn’t matter. You win, I’ll buy you dinner and give you a chance to kill me. I’m sorry.
This time, I’ll give her a wager.
The summer light is a little skeptical.
And a moment of silence, I asked her, “Did you hear the professor who came today dedicated himself to the study of history? I’m sorry.
She took a look at me in vain: “Does primary school students know that it was the first and only woman in history? I’m sorry.
Yes, it was the first and the only one, and I thought after me, there would be more women, and there would be no change, and science would rise, and the girl’s feelings would get more stressed.
Modernity is a strange time when, while civilization is advancing, there are certain aspects where ideas are declining.
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To this day, there are still those who feel that girls are born into a different class than boys, and that they still believe that they have no basis for research.
To date, the examination has given everyone the opportunity to be as fair as possible, the classroom has given everyone a place to learn in the wind and the teachers have been generous in transmitting knowledge and experience to students, rich in resources and food, support from parents, and expectations from family and friends.
Such conditions, which I can’t even imagine in ancient times, are still too many people born in such good times to appreciate opportunities.
And what I saw in the same window was tenacity, courage and commitment, and very few of them were there.
“Do you think you could pass a woman’s test if she went through modern times? I’m sorry.
“Of course it is.” The ancients have been detached from the modern world, even if they were in the past. I’m sorry.
“Not necessarily. I blinked, “She learned more than modern people, and those who kept on going would not be able to walk in the same direction.” She was able to be the leader from an unknown person in ancient times, not by her abdomen, but by her ability and perseverance. I’m sorry.
“Some knowledge is obsolete, but the ability to learn is not. I’m sorry.
“Don’t look at what you’re learning now, it’s all a treasure left behind by the great wave of civilization. Language teaches you to understand, politics teaches you to think, geography teaches you to see. Knowledge may be obsolete, but understanding, thinking, vast horizons will not. I’m sorry.
“These will be the chassis that makes you a human being. I’m sorry.
Life in the teens is like a black-and-white script, and it’s now a filled-up phase. People fill it up, it’s colorful, people fill it up and it’s a mess.
I looked at her eyes: “You did not study for your father, nor did you win me.” Learning for yourself, for your own. You don’t need to be more than me, or whoever, you just need to be more than yourself. I’m sorry.
“A bet?” I asked her.
“Well, I promise you. I’m sorry.
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By the time we returned to the floor, the lecture had been halfway to the stage, with the professor’s name Chen, Professor Chen Juyasu, and the humorous and funny nature of the speech, easily mobilizing students’ enthusiasm for learning.
After the lecture, a strange teacher called me over.
Following that teacher, I saw Professor Chan. He seems to have waited for me.
By the time the guest room was empty, he took out a note saying, “Are you writing this? I’m sorry.
I took a look at the words I commissioned from that bum to sell me.
The homeless man’s name is Datsi, and our business has slowly begun over the months. I’m not wrong about seeing people.
I didn’t think that word would reach Professor North.
“I wrote it. I’m curious about his intentions.
Professor Chen suddenly got excited, and his hand with the paper was shaking a little bit, looking at me like a rare, endangered animal. I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
And he restrained himself: “The woman of history, who is sane, remembers only her words, and very few know her name. She’s also called Zan Creek. When she died, she was 17.
I hit my heart so hard, I felt like he was going to say something.
Professor Chen took out a computer, turned out a few drawings of the museum’s collection, a yellow piece of paper, carrying a long time.
He said, “I saw on the Internet people selling paintings and buying one. I compared you to her handwriting, exactly the same. It’s not like she did it, it’s like her handwritten. So I came to City C with the advice of the lecture.
“Are you the Zorn Creek? I’m sorry.
The old man’s waiting for my answer.
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He wouldn’t believe it, would he?
In the eyes of Professor Chen, who so eagerly awaited, I replied in vague terms: “Now I am the Qiang brook of the C-C senior class 11.” I’m sorry.
It’s used to be the Jiang brook called the Golden List of the Dynasty.
Kind of admit it.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone know.” I’m sorry.
And then he flipped out a notebook, and it had a lot of questions about his research, and he asked me, “Who is the mentor?” My test question of the year? Did you really lose your brother to Hainan? Did he really fight a goose to make a name? ..and asked me to turn my eyes in spite of my image.
Finally knew why he was excited because of a live, talking research.
Finally, he asked me who was the author of a poem, saying that it had been controversial, that I had written it and that it had come from another person.
I picked it up, man. It was a poem in my manuscript, and before it came out, I had a bad hiccup. No wonder it’s controversial. This poem is obviously my style.
“I wrote it. I’m not talking.
Steal my poems, shameless.
Professor Chen pushed his glasses, and finally it’s over, and the old man put a card on me and left me to say goodbye, “See you later, Miss Jiang.” I’m sorry.
I politely said goodbye to him.
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It’s been a while since I’ve been working on it, and I’ve been working on some of the hard questions.
Just a few. The final exam. This time, I wasn’t so nervous, I had the time to finish the test, I went out to the examination, and I saw Daisei waiting for me at school.
He’s cleaned up, he’s really a master, and he’s probably been through the rise and fall of his life, and with the light of his eyebrow, there’s an old man’s light-set.
“How did it go?” He asked me.
“It feels good. It’s really nice to be able to do the test papers without hindrance.
Concerned about my studies, he began to say business, saying he wanted to register a company, main entertainment-related business, and asked me if I wanted to share.
“Yeah. “It’s faster than I expected.”
See, how can a man with a business head keep showing?
When I got home, my mom and dad were all around me asking about the exams. “I’m doing well this time.” I’m sorry.
I went straight around the door and went back to the room, and Aunt Liu knocked on the door and came in with a bunch of sunflowers: “Aunt’s family opened a flower shop and let me pick a bunch of them for me. I think it’s nice. Your window stands are on the sun and just in your room. How’s the final? I’m sorry.
I compared her to an OK gesture: “Screw well!” I’m sorry.
Aunt Liu was laughing at me and left the sunflower out.
The sunflower has been shining for a long time, and every day the sun rises, the sun hits the golden petals, beautiful and bright, and the whole room looks bright and warm.
The first thing I did was get my cell phone. I’m sorry.
“You’re broke! I’m sorry.
I didn’t think so.
It’s only a few dozen bucks in my pocket. I might go bankrupt.
But now I’m an invisible little rich woman.
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First thing in the cold, please eat with the summer light.
She said she was going to bankrupt me, but when I pulled her to a very expensive restaurant, she was afraid: “You’re not stealing money from the family to buy me dinner, are you? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with you?” I dare you, you dare not eat. When you first met me, you were arrogant. I’m sorry.
“What did your father dare eat? I’m sorry.
“My dad owes me a slap, you want to get hit?” I’m sorry.
“It’s your cow too. I’m sorry.
“When will you slap your son-in-law? I’ll take a bench and watch. I’ll support you.” I’m sorry.
After eating, he accidentally saw a familiar figure outside the restaurant.
“Huh? Isn’t that your stepmother? “Summer light saw it too.
In the corner not far from here, my stepmom, she’s with a man who’s been with me.
It’s hot.
I quickly took out the phone he bought me and recorded a video of his current wife cheating.
It’s a tens of thousands of dollars high-end machine, and it’s called a clear one, and the shame on her face is clear.
That’s probably the same look she had when she hit on the river.
When Jiang Deng Feng went on his back and cheated, it was not clear whether one day he would face the same situation.
The Green, the Green.
Eating and drinking and watching a big melon, walking down the street in the middle of the summer and going home with a little satisfaction.
Her father came to pick her up, and her father and daughter seemed so close.
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I grabbed the video, and I didn’t rush to send it to River Peak, waiting for the right moment.
After the year, family members came to each other, and my history teacher, Zhang Zhang Zheng, was a cousin and a relative.
At the time, there were other relatives, full of people.
A bunch of moms around, they’re all kids’ husbands.
Her mother proudly reported her performance to each other: “The entire school ranks fourth, and much better.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Zhang, who was stinging on a melon, began to flatter her: “Lin Shek is a brilliant kid who has been doing well in his studies and will be a Qingbing material in the future.” I’m sorry.
I’m in the back of my head, I’m in the corner, I’m in my head, and I’m on my foot, “Not like someone, dumb as a pig. I’m sorry.
And then the others started to hurt me, and some of them looked at me as a grown-up, and lamented: “The Zorn Creek was also very smart when he was a child, but it turned out to be a loss.” I’m sorry.
I’m tired of being dragged here with a bunch of kinsmen, wasting my valuable time in school, and now a group of people are stomping on me on their own.
“Who says I’m stupid? * When I’m out, everybody calm down. *
I was just doing one of her own random cold test papers, pointing at one of them: “Sensei Cheung, you’re making a mistake. The author of this poem, not that man. I’m sorry.
“What do you think you wrote? I’m sorry.
I took out my cell phone and sent my results to my community.
It’s not much, it’s just in front of Jiang Lin Shek, third in school.
History that door, first in school.
It’s quieter down here.
“Who says I am stupid?” Oh, it’s Mr. Cheung. I’ve got the highest grades in history, and I don’t know if you’re right about it. I’m sorry.
Zhang Jun looked up in the eye.
Similarly, she had never cared about her students in her class, and she was not unable to do so after a cold break, even if the final grades of the class were not the same.
All the relatives then witnessed her and her stepmother’s distress.
Jiang Deng Feng only knows I’m third in school, proud and unhappy, and asked why I said it now.
And when I laughed, “You and Zhang Xia cared about the examination, and you did not remember asking me. I’m sorry.
Jiang Deng Feng shut up and showed up a little guilt-like feeling and told me I was sorry, ignored me, not ever again.
That’s funny.
What are you doing?
37
I got an email.
Once it was opened, it contained a copy of a journal and a handwritten letter.
Professor Chen sent it, and when he returned that day, he sent me several papers to correct the verdict of the author of the thousand-year-old poem, and a little bit of excitement in the academic world, a copy of which was sent to him by the magazine, which he sent directly to me.
I’ve got a draft, I’ve got the dying sunflower, I’ve got new flowers, I’m starting school.
Next is the critical sprinting phase, and I want to go out and rent a house, study in peace and focus, and be disturbed every day by a bunch of strange people at home.
I packed things quietly.
I took a look at the video on my phone, and she looked at me in a state of shock and flattered, “Oh, Zorn Creek, you delete this video and buy whatever aunt you want.” I’m sorry.
“I am not in need of anything.” But there’s one thing I’ve been curious about…
“What? I’m sorry.
“How many scores did I get when I was in high school? I’m sorry.
It’s a very flat question, but she’s getting paleer.
The master had the impression that the stepmother had taken the report card, that she had no knowledge of her achievements until she died, and that she had not been suspected of having been put into one of her experiments.
I was even grateful to my mom for helping her run and for finding a relationship.
But I think it’s strange that if the principal’s a bad candidate, Zhang Xia, he should have been laughing around with her report card.
Zhang Jun, the same year as the Lord. Zhang Jun is a relative of his wife. And Zhang Zhang Zheng, very poor.
And I thought about it, and I asked her, “Is it true that I’m on my own? I’m on my own. You lied to Dad and said that I had a problem with the exam, that you had a connection at school, that he paid him a sum that he thought you had in your hand was my school fee. But in fact, you took the money and shoved your relative Zhang Zhang Zheng into a teacher.
“You’re afraid of being found, and you’re preaching that I’m the one who spends money to hide. I’m sorry.
Her face is pale.
And I groaned: “This is the way it is, and nothing will change for me as a child. I just want to know. You tell me the truth, I’ll delete the video. I’m sorry.
It took her a long time to say, “Yes. You were right. I’m sorry.
I smiled, moving my fingers in front of her, deleting the video and deleting the backup of the wastebin.
In her relaxed expression, move her finger and send the recording to the current principal.
The teacher who took me to see Professor Chan was one of the principals I left his contact information.
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As for being green, let him explore and discover himself. He’ll find out sooner or later.
Uncle Today helped me find a house next to the school, dug up Aunt Liu, changed the master’s room to a very sophisticated and complex lock, locked the door, and left with a small suitcase.
It’s just a meal. The three of them are here, and I’m surprised I’m pulling a suitcase.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
I said, “Nothing. Just trying to run away. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I don’t know what I’m going to do.
We said, “I want to run away from home.” This is your family home. I’m embarrassed to be here. I’m sorry.
Jiang Deng Feng thinks I’ve been making a scene, thinking that I’ve come up to the top with my recent grades, and that I’ve been patiently flattered, and my mother and Jiang Lin Shek are waiting for me to laugh.
I waited for Jiang Ding Feng to say that he was leaning down, took his glasses and threw his hand at him.
Then throw the glasses back to him.
And before these three men respond, drop a sentence: “You slapped me before, and returned it to you.” You raised me, and I put it in your room. I don’t want to be your daughter anymore, you don’t deserve it. I’m sorry.
After that, pull out the suitcase.
Men don’t stand under the wall.
I’m afraid he’ll beat me up.
After the river came after him, he ran over something and roared: “Don’t come back if you can’t leave the river!” I don’t have a daughter like you! I’m sorry.
Today, the best face of the river, in front of the current wife and little daughter, was slapped by the eldest daughter, and everything was lost.
But think of what happened to my sister’s son.
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On the first day of the third semester, the first is a language class, and the girl’s language teacher told us that she was pregnant and that she might not be able to accompany you until June.
She wears a long, smoke-colored dress, and the whole person gives us a soft, luminous look at us: “There is still a semester to go, and I’ll follow you. I’m sorry.
The second is history, and Zhang Zhang Zheng is not aware that he is being investigated and is still looking for me in the classroom.
Now she’s got me wrong, she’s got me wrong, she’s changed the way she asked me, and I’m talking about what I did and what I did wrong.
I told her there was a mistake and she didn’t check it out.
And I’m still saying, “The answer to this is wrong. The original author of this poem was Shogun, who did not speak of love, but rather wanted to be appreciated by the monarch. Besides, this should be a language test, right? I’m sorry.
The last sentence is that I’ve been holding up all semester.
Zhang Jun, you are so confident that you will not insult the ancients. I’m sorry.
The whole class saw me confront her.
They used to help Zhang Zhang Zhui, and now they’re waiting for me.
I came up with the copy from the desk: “This is a new paper by Professor Chan of the Great History Department, the one he spoke to in C City during school. That’s the proof. I’m sorry.
I heard a little “fuck the frog” from Li Yang.
He sits next to me now, stretches his neck and looks, and his mouth is wide open.
I looked at her: “Mr. Chang, is this enough evidence? I’m sorry.
Zhang Jun’s face was red, and he finished a class in a breath, and he called me to the end of the class, and he didn’t know what else to do, and he didn’t wait for her to speak, and the headmaster came with a few strangers and said to her, “Mr. Zhang, please come with us.” I’m sorry.
Zhang Zhang Zhui was blind and he was so obnoxious, he couldn’t take care of me, he followed them.
We were never given any more classes, and a young male teacher came to the school and the classes were very interesting.
Zhang Zhang Zheng came in with gifts and was found and dismissed. I say, a class tops a million, when Zhang Xia took two or three million, and the rest was probably in her own wallet.
The truth is clear, and I am finally getting rid of my old reputation.
40
The last semester, when time passed, was a time of madness in brushing, improving proficiency and refining.
At this stage, it was difficult to raise points, especially in the field of humanities, when I did not exactly cross-reference the answers, but the few of them, talking about a more complete and precise answer to a step.
I’m in a rental house, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good,
By the second half of the semester, I gradually surpassed Zhou Yi and Lin Poe, sitting first.
And Jiang Lin Shel, his grades are falling.
Zhang Zheng was taken away from the affair of her mother’s cheating, was found, two people were divorced, and, in addition to the troubles in the Jiang Dang Feng business, she was in a state of discomfort with her family, and recently became obsessed with chasing the stars, delaying their studies and a decline in achievement.
The summer is light, but progress is fast.
On the eve of Gacko, one night I was stopped by Zhou Zhou.
The summer light and the lingo, along with the king’s pleasure and Li Yang’s, are right next to me, and it’s beginning to turn on and on.
Zhou Zhou said he liked me.
I’m shocked.
I can’t believe I didn’t notice when he started watching me.
I don’t know who it is. I don’t even have a love letter.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou gave me a nice and clean envelope, and I did not answer it. If it was me who died in public, I would surely have asked him to read it back to me and then to reject him in cold blood.
But he was the one he loved.
Even if I can’t look at him, I can’t take him.
So I’m just saying, seriously, calmly, and honestly:
“The one who likes you is dead. And from now on, there will be no more of her, and she will summon all the courage to tell you, “See the light when the road is dark, see the moon when the moon is white.” And when thou art We shall see the luminous twirling and the moon shall shine. I’m sorry.
Even if he wasn’t good enough, it was her moonlight.
Everyone thinks I’m dead and I’m dead.
“I stole it. Am I good?” I’m sorry.
I suspect her father left an eye open and watered.
I asked Uncle Tai to buy the house and go back and open the owner’s room.
Put that love letter under the drawer.
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In the course of the stifling study, the Kodak came steadily, and I brought out a set of new pencils, rulers, card pens that were ready, and it was hard to get an early rest and leave with a nervous mood.
I saw Jiang Deng Feng and Zhang Xia send Jiang Lin Shek to the examination, and they looked like each other and saw each other, a marriage that would have been indefatigable.
Uncle Tai and Aunt Liu sent me in, encouraged each other and went to the respective exam.
The sun of summer and the shrouding shadows of the trees, the words of the quietness of the sands were silent.
It’s over.
Step out of the exam, the summer breeze blows, and Aunt Liu comes up and says that today I’ve made all the food I like, and I’ve got a sunflower.
The petals of sunflowers also tumble in warm sun and breeze.
After a while, I’m number one in the province.
This is much higher than I expected.
The teacher was so excited, he called me to congratulate me, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhengxi, Zing Zhengbei, Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Zheng Zheng, Zing Zheng Zheng, Zing Zheng Zheng Zing, Zing Zheng Zheng Zing, Zing Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zing, Zing Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Zing Zing Zheng Zing, Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing, and Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing Zing, Zing Zing Z
Later, as a senior student, I was the only person who had passed to Qingbei and made a statement on stage.
Downstage:
I’m not interested in him today. He can’t use me to show off. He was divorced from Zhang Xia, as the Under-Secretary resigned and took a group of older employees, and the small company became unsustainable and broke, and the whole person was surrounded by a depression.
Her wife, Zhang Xia, went out of the house, and the man who had a long years of esteem looked at the end of the day and heard that she was doing cleaning elsewhere.
Janine looked at me with cynicism as if I had taken her chance to speak on stage. But even without me, she wouldn’t have been.
Uncle Tai and Aunt Liu sit in the middle and be proud of me.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou sits in the corner, not very well.
And in the corner, there’s a stranger, but a middle-aged woman who looks like me, crying.
She and her dad were very happy.
Lindsay smiles softly at me and makes an exit, so I’m not nervous.
King Joy and Li Yang are gathered together, grunting, looking at me in worship.
The new history teacher shook his hand and said hello.
The language teacher touched the tummy and was pleased to see me and the other classmates in the class.
Professor Chan… did you sneak in here?
The old man waved at me without any self-consciousness.
I look around them and smile:
“I’m a black horse. I’m sorry.
And look at the second-graders and the first-graders: “You’re all black. I’m sorry.
Case number: YX011qpRjv3dq9L8j
Published in 2022-08-01 11:16 Prohibition of reproduction
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