Senior Class Three

Today is the opening ceremony.

The basketball court is full of square teams, and the red flags in the sky can freely change shapes. At this time, the sun is climbing up the school building, tearing through the smog.The air is humid and smells of grass.

Most of the students stared ahead, listening to the cadenced voices wafting from the booth.A few students drooped their heads, not playing with their fingers, rolling up and down their clothes, or listening to the mosquito-like sound coming from nowhere, and then sending it back with a mosquito-like sound. No desire to stop.

"Students, I am very glad that our Nanmo High School has ushered in the first senior three (17) class in history." On the stage, a middle-aged man wore gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was thickly smeared with gel, and he had a neat and energetic hairstyle .

There were bursts of applause from the audience, and under the applause, there were more other voices.

"Grade 17 (Class [-])? Why didn't I see it?"

"I didn't see it!"

"The vice principal is joking, right? I counted twice, and there are only 16 square teams in the third year of high school."

"Our class 16 finally doesn't need to be at the bottom. You can come to class 18 or 19, hahaha." In the last square line, a student rolled up his trouser legs and touched his double chin back and forth, unable to hide his eyes happy.

"Accordingly, the teams are arranged in order. We are class 16, class 15 is on the left, and class 17 is on the right. Why is there no one?" Another boy also touched his chin, but his eyes were hidden. I can't help but wonder.

"I guess I'm late. After all, it's the worst class." The student with his trousers on his arm finished speaking and gloated.

"Fifty people in the whole class are late? How is this possible? No matter how bad the class is, there is always one better than you. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless they're all ghosts so we can't see them."

"Don't scare me...you know I'm timid." Finally, the student with his trouser legs stopped laughing, squatted down to straighten his pants, and glanced at the empty field on the right. A gust of wind swept through him, and he felt so cold.

"Hahaha"

"You scared me again"

……

When everyone was trying to find the figure of class 17, a young man ran to the booth quickly and leaned into the ear of the vice principal, "Principal Wang, I didn't find the students in class 17. I searched the whole school and couldn't find them." Headmaster, and..."

Principal Wang still had a calm face on the surface, but his heart was full of turmoil, "You should say it quickly."

"Student representatives can't be found"

Originally, Principal Wang's presentation was coming to an end, followed by a speech by student representatives, and finally by the principal of Nanmo High School.What should I do now, the two important figures are not present, what will happen to the next ceremony?

Principal Wang waved his hand and motioned the young man to come closer: "Mr. Sun, do you have a lighter?"

"Yes" Fei Fei wondered: Does Principal Wang want to smoke?He looked at the restless students in the audience, then at Principal Wang's solemn face, and quickly gave up this stupid idea.

Principal Wang asked Sun Fei to pass it to him secretly. After he took it, he pressed the switch carefully, and the flames sprang up quickly. Before Teacher Sun could stop it, Principal Wang had already lit the lecture notes on the table, and dozens of lecture notes burned quickly.

Principal Wang flapped the hem of the clothes covered by the table up and down, shouting: "It's on fire."

Fei was going to take off his coat to fight the fire, but he was caught dead by Principal Wang.He didn't know what Principal Wang meant, and wanted to ask, but saw Principal Wang rolled his eyes, only the white part was exposed, and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Principal Wang" Sun Fei found that the lecture notes on the table were completely burnt out, and lifted Principal Wang to carry him on his back, "Principal Wang, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

"I'm having a heart attack." Principal Wang's white eyes rolled back to some visible black spots, "Say it out loud quickly."

"what?"

"Follow me." Principal Wang's eyes turned white immediately, and he spoke clearly, "Principal Wang, the fire has been extinguished. Why did you suddenly have a heart attack?"

"Principal Wang, the fire has already been extinguished. Why did you suddenly have a heart attack?" Fei followed without emotion, jumping out the words one by one.

Principal Wang wished that he would have a heart attack immediately.

When other teachers heard that Principal Wang had a heart attack, they rushed to the booth one by one and surrounded Principal Wang and Fei Sun. Some teachers made calls, some teachers took out medicine from Principal Wang's pocket, and some teachers picked up the microphone: "Sudden death!" The situation, today's ceremony is over, all students return to the classroom for self-study, and dismiss."

After taking the medicine, Principal Wang's eyes finally returned to normal. He patted Fei who was still half squatting: "Mr. Sun, the learning journey is very long..."

Principal Wang was escorted away by two teachers.A teacher in a blue coat approached Mr. Sun, shaking his fingers in front of his eyes: "Mr. Sun, Principal Wang is fine. Are you overly frightened? Your voice is so frightened that it sounds like a machine."

"I don't even know what happened." Fei stood up, "As long as Principal Wang is fine. It's fine..."

Fei thought that his lighter was still in Principal Wang's hand, and after chatting with the teacher in the blue coat, he rushed to Principal Wang's office.

Now is the time to start the first class. The school is full of the sound of books, occasional laughter and passionate speeches from teachers.Fei was intoxicated by these charming voices, when suddenly a strange friction sound broke into his ears, he followed the sound and came to the flower garden of the school.

It is September now, the temperature is comfortable, and it is the time when chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is in the nose.Fei didn't pay attention to those suits, he kept staring at those people tossing and turning in the waist-high grass.Those were three men in formal suits, all wearing sunglasses.Holding long poles in their hands, they turned over this piece of grass, and then turned over another piece of grass.He didn't pay attention to Fei's arrival at all.

"Please don't trample on the flowers and plants in our school at will." Fei tried to stop them, but those three people were like deaf people, they didn't listen to the persuasion, and continued to fiddle with them.

"What on earth are you guys doing?" Fei stood on tiptoe, walked over slowly, found a relatively bald spot to stand still, and grabbed the long pole in the hands of one of them, "Please leave."

The man who was grabbed by the pole was not only deaf, but also dumb. He stopped his movements, did not look at Mr. Sun, but nodded to the other two. The three immediately put away the long poles in their hands and shrank them into flashlights. length, hastily left the flowerbed.

Fei was puzzled, and ran out after him, but the strange three people were nowhere to be seen.He came to Principal Wang's office, asked about his physical condition, asked for his lighter, and briefly explained what he had just seen.

When Fei came out of Principal Wang's office, he found that there were more than three people wearing formal clothes and glasses, at least a dozen of them. Some of them shuttled around the library, and some wandered in the swimming pool. Every corner of Nanmo High School left Their footprints are covered, even the garbage cans and the cesspools used to water the vegetable fields.

Thinking about what Principal Wang said just now, he didn't bother to meddle in other people's business.It's just that too many strange things happened today, and my mind is a little confused.

Just today, he was told about the existence of class 17, and just at six o'clock this morning, he was appointed as the English teacher of class 17.

He usually doesn't have any hobbies, but he likes to smoke more. Of course, he will distinguish between occasions, and he will secretly smoke one or two cigarettes when there is no one at school.

At this time, it was a good opportunity for him to smoke, and as soon as he bit the cigarette holder, he was snatched away by a hand protruding from the shadow behind him.

Fei was about to get angry when he realized that the person who snatched his cigarettes was the Chinese teacher and homeroom teacher of Class 17. He immediately put on a humble expression, "It's Teacher Shen!"

He stared at the cigarette in Shen Chuan's hand and flattered him: "Can you return the cigarette to me? This is my last..." One was still stuck in his throat waiting to make a sound.

Shen Chuan broke the cigarette and piled it up with a smile, "Mr. Sun, smoking is harmful to health. As a teacher, you cannot set a bad example for the students."

"But there are no students now" He looked around to make sure that he really wasn't lying.

"Mr. Shen, can you teach me English? How do you say 'smoking is harmful to your health' in English?" Shen Chuan put away his deep voice and replaced it with a child's voice that he knew was disguised; his thin and long eyes opened wide. Rounded, blinking from time to time; the sexy mouth was replaced with small pouty lips; the thin face became plump and elastic like plastic surgery.

"I don't smoke anymore, Mr. Shen." Fei felt his stomach tumbling, as if something was about to break free from his esophagus.

Although Shen Chuan is a handsome man.But the contrived expression just now, coupled with Shen Chuan's tall stature and thin beard, really disgusted him.He didn't want to smell the smoke for the time being, but the truth was that he didn't want to smell anything.He changed the subject and said, "Mr. Shen, why didn't you come to the school ceremony in the morning?"

He actually wanted to ask: As the head teacher of class 17, why don't you show your face?

"Not a single student from class 17 came. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for me, a class teacher, to stand there like a piece of wood?" Shen Chuan has been replaced by a normal Shen Chuan, but this kind of Shen Chuan is also abnormal in Fei's eyes .

Fei was a little angry, but he couldn't make it too obvious, "Then you are..."

"Don't change the subject." Fei's words were interrupted by Shen Chuan, "How do you say 'smoking is harmful to your health' in English?"

"Smoking is bad for your health"

"Say it again"

"Smoking is bad for your health"

"do it again"

"Smoking is bad for your health" Fei raised his voice to express his dissatisfaction.

"Very good, I've said the important thing three times, I hope you don't forget it again." Shen Chuan broke off the cigarette in his hand again and threw it into the trash can not far away. Fei didn't dare to meet his gaze and looked away.

"Ms. Sun, whether it's Chinese or English, your robotic voice is too heavy, you have to put your feelings into it."

Fei wanted to say something, but Shen Chuan's voice came from a distance, "Welcome to be the English teacher of Senior Three (17)."