Nansheng Autumn Oranges

After a busy morning, finishing get out of class has become a luxury they dare not think about. Because there is a lot to review every day, the students are impatient and the teacher is also very anxious.

The female teacher who taught mathematics in the last class in the morning cried anxiously. She saw that there were so many people who did not understand, and there were so many unfinished questions. Finally, she threw chalk and books on the podium.

While weeping, he said, "You guys really... have to study hard, study hard, time is running out, look at your current math scores, what should you do, it costs tens of thousands of yuan per point, you can't do well in the exam , didn’t this kill your parents?”

Nan Cheng knew that when the math teacher was at his age, her grades were not good in any subject. In the end, her parents ran around and stared at her to raise money for her schooling.

In the end it wasn't enough for her mother to sell her organs

that was decades ago

She is very serious about every student, wishing to pour everything she has learned into the students' minds, and she hopes that her students will not leave any regrets for herself in the end. Her crying voice suppressed the irritability of all students feel

She realized that she had lost her composure, wiped away her tears and started to speak again: "Okay students, the teacher will not waste your time and come to this question."

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The time for one class is too short, and she remembered it after a while when the get out of class bell was over. She smiled at us with reddened corners of her eyes: "The teacher will not procrastinate this class, you go to dinner and the next Mandarin class listen carefully"

After she finished speaking, she walked out, she was afraid of what she would do or say.

At noon, everyone rushed to the cafeteria together. If you go late, you really want to have whatever you want, and what you don’t like to eat left

He doesn't have many friends at school, he basically does everything alone

Nan Cheng took a bowl from the aunt on the other side and beat a chicken drumstick, some potatoes and green vegetables. The seaweed egg soup is free at school and can be soaked with rice.

It was really difficult to find a place in the dark place, and finally he gave up this time-wasting thing

In order to prevent the situation that there are no seats, the school specially made a protruding board on one wall. Although the area is not large, it is enough to put bowls and chopsticks, but you have to stand

After eating, he habitually goes to the outside sink to wash himself up every day

"Yo, the squad leader washes the bowl, you are so virtuous" Yu Xi rubbed his body against him as she spoke.

A voice that made Nan Cheng somewhat disgusted came, and he frowned slightly and ignored him

He piled the bowls together and wanted to turn around and leave, but Yu Xi snatched the bowl from his hand: "Squad leader~ I'll get it for you"

Nan Cheng looked at him with a flattering smile and turned his face to the side: "It's up to you"

"Hee hee" Yu Xi pulled out a smile that he thought could fascinate thousands of girls and said: "Squad leader, this is not..."

"You, who are you?" Qiu Li watched for a while not far away, how he likes to touch his seniors is disgusting

After receiving the very hostile gaze, Yu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then saw him holding the corner of Miao Liucheng's school uniform. Maybe he wanted to hold his hand but didn't dare.

Yu Xi raised his eyebrows as if thinking of something, and said, "Squad monitor, he's that student who pesters you every day and annoys you."

When Qiu Li heard such words, he immediately became angry. Although what he said was true, he was indeed pestering the senior every day, but the senior would never bother him. Qiu Li obviously wanted to hit someone at his young and frivolous age.

Nan Cheng held his tightly clenched fist and didn't even look at Yu Xi: "I'm not bothering you, you don't need to talk to him." After saying that, she led him to the classroom

He was very obedient and led by him, his shoulder-length hair just covered his flushed cheeks

Yes, the senior just said it, it didn't bother me

he is holding my hand

It took a while for Nancheng to realize that this was the teaching area of ​​the third year of senior high school. He slowly stopped and let go of the hands of the people behind him: "Go back to the classroom by yourself."

"Senior, this is what I wrote to you and I hope you can accept it." Qiu Li lowered his head very low, holding a piece of pink paper in his hand, and he knew it was borrowed from another girl

It's a love letter