I always remember that board

——Did you do anything rebellious when you were a student?

——Yes? He doesn't seem to have had any fights or fights

He seems to be a very considerate person, but he also has a little bit of a temper.

It’s funny to think about how I was a bit stubborn back then. I always remember the old classmate who beat me up. He was our Chinese teacher. He was not tall and very serious, but he always laughed. At that time, a tooth fell out on the right side of my mouth, which was a bit cute.

Everyone in our class calls him Lao Wang. I don’t like him who is very serious, but maybe it’s because his grades are good, and sometimes he can be a little careless.

I remember that it was near the end of the third year of junior high school. There were a lot of papers and homework to write every day, and my life was full of exam papers.

The Chinese text to be learned that day was finished in advance, and Lao Wang said: "Take out the Chinese paper we handed out yesterday, and let's talk about it today."

" What? We have to talk about the paper. Didn’t the Chinese class representative say yesterday that it would be submitted in two days? "

"I didn't write it, what are you talking about!"

"You did it? "I plan to write it tomorrow."...

The class suddenly exploded. Almost no one in the class wrote the paper, including me. At that time, I was worried. I thought: It must be okay, no one wrote it anyway, so the law doesn’t hold everyone accountable.

So I comforted the classmates around me, "It's okay, it's okay, no one wrote anything." Just when I thought nothing was wrong.

Lao Wang on the podium couldn't hold himself back anymore, "You didn't write any of the papers that were handed out. What are you doing during the final review?"

The iron plate in his hand went smoothly. After knocking on the podium, the class fell silent.

"I want to see what you are all busy with. Let me see which students' papers have not been written, and come and take the exam one by one."

I was sitting in the first place at that time. In the row, Lao Wang was the first to come to me from the podium. I timidly took out the blank test paper.

"You haven't written anything, what are you busy with every day? Stretch out your hand..."

I hesitated and said: "The representative of the Chinese Department said, I’ll talk about this paper in two days...”

“The other students have already written it. If you haven’t written it, please mark it twice to improve your memory.”

I am really afraid of pain. Apart from being beaten once or twice by the English teacher for failing to memorize the dictation words in English class, I have never been beaten by other teachers, especially my old class, and because of this unclear I felt very resentful in my heart, but I still reluctantly stretched out my hand and pushed down Lao Wang's iron plate. I couldn't hold back my tears, and then I started crying. But I would call it sobbing. , I didn’t dare to cry too loudly, I kept holding it in, but I couldn’t control it, and my whole body was choked with sobs. It was so embarrassing.

At that time, there was a girl in our class, sitting diagonally opposite to my right rear. When Lao Wang checked her, she did not write, but she was all smiles, and then said: " "I didn't write it", which got a slap from Lao Wang.

At the same time, Lao Wang said: "Look at how good little classmate A is. She is still happy after being beaten. I like her optimistic attitude." (That's what it means anyway) .

Lao Wang then beat up almost all the students in the class. Only a few students had written a little in advance, so they were spared the "suffering of the flesh".

Lao Wang returned to the podium after doing some physical work, and he specifically called my name, and then asked, "Tell me why I didn't write the paper, and I looked so aggrieved. Tell me." "I was feeling much better at that time. I wiped away my tears and was lying on the table drawing circles."

Suddenly I was cueed again, so I stood up, lowered my head and said nothing. I kept staring, not looking at the teacher, and remained silent for almost a minute.

Lao Wang said, "Then sit down."

At that time, my brain twitched, and then I didn’t sit down, I just kept standing...

The stubborn little universe in my heart wanted to resist, "It was obviously what he said. Let us hand it in in two days, and today there is a surprise inspection, and we are punished again, teacher, huh?" In short, it is indignant.

The teacher continued to talk about the paper, and I kept standing

...

Until the end of get out of class

Later Chinese class I didn’t seem to pay attention to the class, because I felt I hated the teacher. I never raised my hand to answer questions in class, and I was no longer the student who kept looking at the teacher in class. But every time I went to class, I I will take my own notes and read relevant Chinese tutoring books, because I think this teacher is not good at all and I don’t like him either.

What made me even more angry later was that Lao Wang also told my father about this matter, but my father did not criticize me because I still angrily stated my reasons.

I have always been a good kid, and this little incident must be the most rebellious thing I have ever done in my school days. It’s funny to think about my stubborn self now, and I also like the self who still had the strength to be rebellious at that time.

In fact, that board is nothing at all...

Summer is over, and I suddenly miss the little tempered self in junior high school, and now I am falling into the sea of ??mediocrity little by little. I seem to have no strength left...