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I came to bask in my embarrassing story. . .

Because I usually write papers slowly (but I will speed up the exam, and then the time will be just right), after a monthly exam, a friend and I walked out of the examination room and met the Chinese teacher for the first time. She asked, "Have you finished writing the XX test paper?" I calmly replied, "I have finished it." The teacher added, "I'm relieved." Go down the stairs. When she met the math teacher, she asked, "XX, have you finished writing the test paper?" I replied, "I'm finished." I am really slow. . . I ended up in the aisle. Well, I met a science teacher. The friend next to me couldn't help whispering, "I think Mr. Wu (the science teacher) will definitely ask you, too." . . ""I think so. . "As expected, I was asked again. After the teacher left, my friend said, "I think if the English teacher sees you, he will definitely ask again." . . "

Another embarrassing thing

It's called stealing chickens and not eating rice.

I have correction fluid (which can be brushed). ) Once, I left the lid open and got my hands dirty when my deskmate borrowed it from me. I thought it was quite fun, so I loosened the correction fluid tightly covered with him again, hoping that he would be fooled again, but unfortunately I got it when I was holding it. This is not the most embarrassing. I didn't know it myself after I got it. . . At that time, I was thinking, so I held my forehead, so it is conceivable that my forehead was stained with snow-white correction fluid. This is not the most embarrassing. Later, because I had to ask a question, I turned around and smiled in the back seat. I still don't know why. Then, the deskmate in the back seat smiled, and then, the deskmate smiled. . . As a result, I learned about it. Fortunately, the backup force is strong, and in less than three minutes, I can't see the trace of my forehead.

Another embarrassing thing

Once I bought a ball, which looked like a yo-yo, but I never borrowed it from the back seat (Yu XX) of the yo-yo, so I borrowed it, turned to do my homework, (actually chatting) and then Yu XX hit me with the ball! ! ! Too bad! Too bad! Later, she wound the thread of the ball, but she couldn't throw it at all. She pretended to throw it to me, and then I closed my eyes reflexively. When I opened my eyes, I found that I had been played. Silent! ! ! How could I be such a failure! Later, I knew I couldn't hit the ball, but I closed my eyes reflexively. Then Yu XX smiled, and I had no choice but to smile bitterly ... Yu XX and I were simply chickens and eagles. As the saying goes, one thing equals one thing. Anyway, I'm the one who was crushed. What a tragedy!

Sounds interesting

Once a classmate went to the supermarket, and I saw it with my own eyes.

A clerk is counting silver coins for some reason. A child went over and sang, "There are a flock of ducks passing by on the bridge in front of the door. Let's count, 24678. . . . . . . "The clerk must have been speechless at that time, and then the mother called him back. Then, I saw the clerk break the coin and count it again: "1, 2, 3." . . . "(the rest of the embarrassing things are unfinished)