Wife meets opponent: Good girl, I'm your husband!

When Su was in college, he worked part-time in the tutorial class, taking care of discipline and children's homework. The pen in hand was clearing quickly but seriously, and there was a sudden riot over there. Su Nian looked up. It was the girl who made trouble last time. What happened this time? Su Nian impatiently put down her pen and walked over to have a look. The girl pushed her desk into the aisle to block the coming and going students. Su Nian approached, raised her hand and knocked on her table, saying, Ding rubing, you get the table back. The girl looked up at Su Nian, smiling at the corners of her mouth, her eyes full of fearlessness, "I don't know." She is still a child. Su Nian kept comforting herself. Trying to soften his voice, he coaxed softly, "Zhang Xiaochen, can you put it back? This is everyone's classroom, not your own. You can't influence others. " The girl shook her head, but her eyes were deeply guarded and uneasy, like a dangerous little beast, "they can take a detour." Then he moved the table to the side. Su Nian grabbed the table and stared at her sternly, "I'll let you get it back!" There were other parents waiting nearby. At this time, Su Nian was even more angry. As a teacher, she was provoked by the students in public. She really had no face. Su Nian didn't know how many times she scolded the girl in her heart, but she still remained calm. Finally, looking at the girl's expression of heroic death, Su Nian relaxed, grabbed the table, turned and left, leaving a faint sentence, "Whatever you want." As an adult, Su Nian knew at that time that the wicked had their own way. Her temper will suffer one day.

At that time, Su Nian knew that there were all kinds of people. When you met all kinds of people, you couldn't argue with them one by one. Not everyone can see eye to eye.

In the past, when she was in high school, Su Nian was once an independent and troublesome little girl. At that time, she was naive and ignorant. Where did she care.

Su Nian thinks she will always remember and be grateful to her high school head teacher, Miss Li.

Now the early autumn is slightly cool, and the swallows also begin to return to their nests. The purple vine in the school should have already fallen all the flowers, leaving only one tree green at night, bathed in the noisy and backward sunset every day. Memories seem to be rising tide, a large area of a large area of wanton surge into my heart.

At first sight, Su Nian, the bad student leader in the class, teased him with a list of students. Hello, teacher. His eyes were full of provocation and ridicule. Su Nian always thought that he was not good-looking and that he was not as tall as her. How can we be our head teacher! But the hateful eyes he expected didn't appear. Instead, his caring eyes looked over. He opened his mouth. His voice was su Nian's annoying sissy at that time, "have you come so early for dinner?" Su Nian was really stunned. Don't ordinary teachers look down on my careless students? Is he sick? Su Nian is young. What she doesn't understand is that the teacher doesn't care about her. It's really incredible. What's more, he still has a good temper and said to her, "the food in the small restaurant at the school gate is delicious. Go and have something to eat. I'm busy here. Go back to the classroom early in the afternoon and help me receive my new classmates." Then he naturally lowered his head and continued to write.

Of course, Su Nian never went back early to help him receive his new classmates. In the next few days, Su Nian is very sure that he will always lose his temper with me.

High school life is long and boring. Su Nian, who was lively, soon made several good friends. So she did more evil in her class. On weekdays, I have nothing to skip classes. I go to the playground to play. I don't talk well with the security guard at the door, coax him as if he were ten years younger, and then sneak out of the school when he's not prepared. Then her freedom came. How can I find her. He can't find it. By the way, they still call him by his nickname. Sometimes Da Lang would shout Su Nian to answer questions when he was asleep in class. Su Nian was always annoyed when he came here. I was a bad student. Why did I care about me. Sometimes early self-study Su Nian was having a good time playing with her mobile phone and eating snacks. Suddenly, a big hand came and took all her babies away. Sometimes I hide in the toilet to play in self-study class, and he will send my classmates to let me solve it quickly. She can't stand it. How can there be so many things, teacher.

In the second semester of senior two, her relationship with the little boys in the class warmed up quickly. The little boy had a stomachache in the class. Su Nian sneaked out to the office and stole a cup of hot water and passed it to him. As a result, he was caught peeking at the back door glass. He came in and confiscated the note without saying a word. Then Su Nian was invited to the office again. He taught Su Nian that girls should be reserved and not do things beyond their ability when they are incompetent. He said, you are a good girl and your grades were good before. It's great to get into this high school without spending money. As long as you don't give up on yourself. Su Nian listened to him for the first time and was not involved with the boy.

Later, Su Nian fought with the girls in the class. With her friends. Then, it was the most angry time Su Nian had ever seen him. He left Su Nian alone in the office and said a lot of things to her. She remembered that he said that girls have to learn to respect themselves and love themselves. They don't know how to cherish themselves. Who will treat you well. Su Nian looked at his face and suddenly felt not so ugly. His sissy voice is not so annoying.

Time passed so quickly. She was easy to change and her nature was hard to change. Even if she became much quieter in the class later, she openly talked about who she hated in class at most. She took the trash can and almost put it on the head of the boy who scolded me. She went to other classes to settle accounts with the girl who bullied my friend. She didn't cause him any trouble. She always feels a little guilty about him. Even if she was disobedient, troublesome and poor in study, he never gave up on her and always stretched out his hand to pull her away from the vortex of corruption. But she didn't reassure him.

Today's sunshine is very hot. Su Nian casually lifts her hair behind her back, looks out of the window and thinks that she hasn't seen him for more than five or six years. I don't know how much gray his hair is, whether the boys and girls in the class are disobedient and make him angry, and whether he has educated his primary school brothers and sisters like he once taught her. There is no touching event, no TV like plot, some are just bits and pieces between teachers and students in the past two years. The teacher never gives up on her, and others don't despise her. Some are also as students. She will always remember what he said and warn her about her life. She will remember that she has learned that girls have to respect themselves and learn to love themselves. Otherwise, who will treat you well.

She knew he knew we all called him Dalang. And he just smiled. Yes, for him, they are just wayward children. He can always tolerate them.

The next year, when the purple wisteria flowers bloom, she wants to go back to high school with Lu Yushen to see if the old man with so many words and things is old or not. By the way, see if there are any children in his class who are not obedient. She must quietly tell him that your teacher Li is the best teacher. Even though he was never what she thought the middle class director should be.

And finally one day youth is over. We all seemed as calm as usual that day. A smile hung from the corners of his mouth. Move things, move things, leave numbers, leave numbers. No one thinks this is the day of parting. They should cry or hug to say goodbye. Everyone is calm. It seems that graduation is something experienced every day. However, I know that when we get home and put down the books we hold firmly in our hands. Tears just inexplicably flow down like children. Or, in the early morning of the next day, the alarm clock didn't ring at that specific time, but it was like being awakened. I got up in a hurry to be late, but I suddenly realized that we didn't have to go to class again. yes. We don't have to sit in the classroom full of breakfast and do morning reading with bleary eyes. We don't have to clamor about why this week's PE class will be cancelled. We don't have to complain about the food in the canteen anymore. There's another cockroach. We don't have to look at the boring face of the Department Director every day. Don't stand in the corridor after being late in the morning. Don't be wary of the head teacher standing at the back door in class. We finally got the liberation we always wanted. But we are not as happy as we expected. We finally find that those we have been excluded have finally become the beauty we want but never come back.

Miss Li, you should grow old slowly. The students are happy to see that you have been worried about those hairy children.