Double Life: My whole world is you

A minute later, the head teacher appeared on the podium. The bell hadn't rung yet. He patted the table and the classroom instantly became quiet. "I'll say a few words about the fight that happened this morning. Students should get along well with each other and communicate properly if there is anything. Cheng Jun, Ma Xu, come over here."

The two boys reluctantly stood on the podium. Teacher Wu put his hands behind his back and stepped aside and said, "Tell me, how did you two start fighting?"

"He was the one who scolded me first." Ma Xu pointed at Cheng Jun and said.

"You kicked the bucket first because your feet were itchy." Cheng Jun replied.

"I kicked the bucket, not you. Why are you scolding me?" Ma Xu said unhappily.

"I wouldn't scold you if you didn't kick the bucket..."

"You are justified in scolding others..."

The two of them became angry again as they talked. Cheng Qiao looked at them and blinked speechlessly. Is this the reason for elementary school students to fight?

"That's enough." Teacher Wu pulled the two apart. "Did I call you two over here to watch you fight again? Because of your fault, your classmates got hurt. Do you know your mistake?"

The two boys glared at each other and lowered their heads, refusing to speak. Teacher Wu looked at them sullenly. At this time, the class bell rang. Teacher Wu suppressed his anger and said, "Each of you should write a 1,000-word self-criticism and hand it in to me before school is over. Now go and apologize to Zhang Wen in person."

The two reluctantly came to Zhang Wen and said with a bitter face, "I'm sorry."

Teacher Wu waved his hand, and the two slowly returned to their seats. Teacher Wu walked to the podium and said solemnly, "This friendship between classmates is the purest and most precious. Students with good grades will have high school classmates, college classmates, and even graduate school classmates in the future. Ten years later, these classmates will not miss you. Most of the students with average or poor grades will have only these classmates in this junior high school. This will be the most precious memory in your life. Classmates, two years is not a long time, it will be gone in the blink of an eye. I hope everyone can study hard and be in a high school classroom in two years. This week's composition will be "Me in Ten Years"! It will be handed in next Monday. Class, turn to the textbook..."

After listening to Teacher Wu's words, Cheng Qiao was the most touched. How many of my classmates will I remember after ten years? How many of them will I keep in touch with? Time always eats away at our spirits and even our memories without us noticing. How many of these living people and the little things that happen every day can we remember after ten years? Forget it. Since God has given me a chance to start over, I will live well and cherish the present time...

I finished two Chinese classes in a half-dazed state. After two classes, it was break time. The third and fourth classes in the morning were physics classes. Before the bell rang, the physics teacher walked in with a smile. He was 1.7 meters tall, but his slightly fat body made people feel that he was not 1.7 meters tall. He had a pair of bright eyes on his dark face. He walked to the podium and said in a loud voice, "Classmates, good morning, new semester!"

"Hello, teacher." Cheng Qiao stood up and shouted along with her classmates. Suddenly she thought, why didn't Wu Langlang shout to stand up today? She looked curiously at the last row of the second group and saw that his seat was empty. No wonder he didn't come out when his classmates were fighting today...

"Students, please sit down." The physics teacher waved his hand. "Some students know me, but many students are not familiar with me. Let me introduce myself. My last name is Huang. I taught math to Class 1 in the seventh grade and physics to the ninth grade."

"Teacher Huang, why don't you teach mathematics anymore?" asked a student from Class 1, Grade 7.

Cheng Qiao was also in Class 1 in the seventh grade. In the previous life, when she was in the eighth grade, she was very disappointed when she heard that Mr. Huang did not teach mathematics but physics. Sometimes, when you are used to one person's teaching, you feel a little disgusted with other teachers. At that time, Mr. Huang taught mathematics, and Class 1's mathematics was the best among the three grades. Cheng Qiao's mathematics score was also in the top three in the class. As a result, because Mr. Huang switched to teaching physics, her mathematics score plummeted, but she was saved by Mr. Li...

Cheng Qiao was reminiscing when she heard Teacher Huang say, "First of all, I am very grateful to my classmates for their trust in me. Mathematics and physics are both my favorite courses, but compared with the two, I still prefer physics. Physics is a very magical course. It will take you to see a different world and also take you to understand this world. I believe that everyone will get along very happily in this year's physics class and will learn a lot of different knowledge. Of course, your teacher Li is also a very good teacher. He has taught four graduating classes. This summer he also went to the province and city to learn different teaching methods. I believe you will benefit a lot from following Teacher Li. As the saying goes, if you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel around the world! Okay, let's start the class..."

The two physics classes were spent in a relatively relaxed atmosphere. The second half of the second class was left for everyone to do exercises. Teacher Huang was still used to walking around the three corridors. Sometimes he would give some pointers when he saw that some students made mistakes. If someone raised their hands to ask him, he would happily stop and explain it to them again. Today's class was relatively simple, just a general understanding of physics and length problems, so he didn't find any big problems after walking around. He walked to the podium, looked at the watch in his hand and said to everyone, "There are still eight minutes before school ends. The food in the cafeteria is probably ready. Everyone stop and go eat first!"

After he finished speaking, he took his books and walked out. Everyone was very happy to hear his words. If they went first, they wouldn't have to queue. As soon as he walked out of the front door of the classroom, the students behind him hurriedly ran to the cafeteria downstairs through the back door...

Cheng Qiao and Wang Liqin packed up their textbooks and followed their classmates to the cafeteria downstairs. At that time, there were only classmates from their class in the cafeteria. They had already got their meals, so there were only five or six people in front of Cheng Qiao, including Liqin, at the two queue windows.

Soon it was Cheng Qiao's turn. Cheng Qiao took out her meal card and prepared to swipe it, but it showed insufficient balance. Cheng Qiao remembered that she hadn't recharged her card yet for the new semester, so she swiped it and saw that there were still two yuan in it. She shouted to the auntie who was serving the meal, "Auntie, I'll just get a meal for one yuan, no vegetables."

The food auntie glanced at her and pointed to the machine next to her where no one was. Cheng Qiao then realized that there was only one window for food. There were three windows in total, and the other window was only for food. Cheng Qiao nodded and swiped a dollar at the next window. The food auntie served her a bowl of rice and asked, "Classmate, aren't you going to recharge your card?"

Cheng Qiao hesitated for a while and said, "Thank you, Auntie. I'll come to recharge tomorrow."

After Wang Liqin got her meal, she ate outside the cafeteria while waiting for Cheng Qiao. When she saw Cheng Qiao coming out with only her meal, she said, "Cheng Qiao, I still have money in my meal card. Let me get you some food."

"Thank you! I brought some food this morning." Cheng Qiao said with emotion.

"That's good!" Wang Liqin nodded, "Then let's go to the classroom to eat."

"Okay!" The two of them came to the classroom in a team.

At this time, there were two more bags of pickled mustard tubers on her desk. Cheng Qiao looked to the right and saw the man working on a thick Mathematical Olympiad book...