Liu Dazhi slapped the desk and stood up: "You... you... you... stand behind me."
Lin Yue looked behind him, and Sha Dachun was smiling at him. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, he felt very powerful.
"No." He walked to the podium and stopped: "Teacher Liu, you are almost sixty. In order to take care of your body and prevent you from having a cerebral hemorrhage, stroke, heart disease, etc., I'd better go outside."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Liu Dazai was blowing his beard and glaring from behind, slapping his thigh and scolding him for being "discourteous".
"Do you see, this is the consequence of reading extracurricular books every day. Don't imitate him. If you imitate him, you will be useless." Talking about the atmosphere, Liu Dazhi wrote a few words on the blackboard - "Rotten wood cannot be used" Just like a sculpture, a wall of dung cannot be stained!"
Dachun couldn't understand it at all. After watching half the class carefully, he saw from the strokes that there were four words "angry" written all over the text.
"This guy can do it. He cured Liu Da's disease." Xia Luo lay down on the table, resting his head on his right arm and looking diagonally ahead.
Ma Dongmei sat next to him, spinning around with a ballpoint pen in her hand and bouncing her legs.
She didn't hear the conversation between Lin Yue and Liu Dazai clearly at all, because her attention was focused on the love letter. What did Charlotte write? What on earth did he write? I really want to know.
"Ma Dongmei, can you please stop being upset? You're upset."
Of course he was upset because Ma Dongmei's feet rubbed against the legs of the table from time to time, and the vibrations coming from under the desk affected his ability to look at Qiu Ya.
"Charlotte, if you said you wanted to chase me, just chase me. Why did you jump off the building?"
"It's beautiful, so beautiful."
"Hate."
Ma Dongmei thought he said she was good-looking and wanted to imitate others in pretending to be a lady, but she couldn't suppress her inner impulse: "If you look good, just look at her for a while."
Xia Luo looked at Qiu Ya's back with blurred eyes and nodded gently.
On the other side, Qiu Ya shuddered: "Yuan Hua, I...I feel like someone is looking at me."
Yuan Hualeng faced the door and said righteously: "Qiu Ya, don't be afraid. If he dares to touch a finger of yours, I will... I will..."
He pulled his arm back bit by bit, trying to bulge out his biceps the size of table tennis balls.
"I'll touch him all over."
puff……
Mente, who was holding an earring in his mouth and looking at the face in the mirror and making gestures to his earlobes, squirted.
"You, that fake bitch." Liu Dazhi thought he was laughing at himself: "Stand back."
"Teacher Liu……"
"More nonsense and copy the historical event list ten times."
Mengte pouted, waved his hands very softly, muttered "hate" in a low voice, and stood behind the textbook.
"Hey Hey……"
Dachun looked at him and smiled stupidly.
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In this era, the Internet has not yet become popular, and students have few ways to receive information from the outside world. They usually rely on television, books, and teachers’ words and deeds. Whatever is in the books is correct, and what the teacher says is the experience of the predecessors. Lin Yue said that Liu Daqi Ninety-nine percent of students cannot understand what Zi said.
Of course, Lin Yue didn't think that listening to Jun's words would be better than studying for ten years. He came down from upstairs and walked to a place on the west wall of the school without having to climb the shorter wall behind the power distribution room, and then walked all the way to the end. He climbed over the wall and jumped directly. Using his hands to lend some strength, he easily crossed the west wall and landed in the alley leading to the village in the city.
After walking a few steps forward, I saw a little kid standing in front of a car repair stall with a sign with the word "车" at the entrance of the alley, holding a broken handheld phone with a ring in his hand and making fun of him.
"What are you looking at? You've never seen anyone skipping class?"
Lin Yue glared at him, scaring the kid so much that he threw himself into the arms of a middle-aged man who was sitting next to him waiting for his tire to be repaired.
The car mechanic put down his work and called him.
"I remember you were in Class 2, Grade 3. When I saw Zhang Yang telling him that if he didn't pay back the tire repair money this week, I would go find your class teacher."
"Okay, next time you collect stolen bicycles from Ergua and his gang, I will report it to the police station."
"Hey, you little bastard, tell me that again."
"It's no problem if I say it ten more times. Why, you still want to hit me? Come on, come on."
The car mechanic patted his dusty and oily gloves and stepped forward. The middle-aged man quickly grabbed him.
"Master Guan, why are you trying to compete with a child?"
Master Guan cursed and sat back.
Lin Yue ignored him and walked along the sidewalk for almost twenty meters and entered a front room with a red signboard and the words "There is a study room" printed on it.
In the middle is a shelf with some hot-selling problem sets on it, such as "College Entrance Examination English Compilation", "College Entrance Examination Sprint One Thousand Questions", "College Entrance Examination Question Analysis"... In addition, there are many pirated copies of famous songs by different singers. The tapes are colorful and look a bit messy.
The row of bookshelves on the north wall are all filled with martial arts, such as "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", "The Blue Blood Sword", "The Deer and the Cauldron", "The Legend of the Glacier Goddess", "Seven Swordsmen Go Down the Tianshan Mountain", "The Wonderful Heroes of China", "The Four "Daming Capture", they all have one characteristic, that is, they are almost not divided into volumes, they are thick and large, and most of them are old books, and some covers are stained.
"coming?"
The forty-year-old boss pushed and folded one of his glasses legs, tied his myopia glasses behind his head with a cotton rope, and said hello to Lin Yue. It was obvious that he was very familiar with him.
Lin Yue nodded and handed over the "Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" that he had just taken out in history class.
The boss took the book and inspected it. He found no missing pages or damage, so he opened a notepad, turned back the pages and asked, "When did you rent it?"
"yesterday."
"yesterday?"
The boss turned to the last few pages and found the rental record of "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" as expected: "You finished reading it so quickly?"
This thick book has more than a million words at least, and you can read it in one day? He doesn't go to class, doesn't eat, doesn't sleep?
Lin Yue said: "That's right, I've finished reading it."
Since he said this, the boss could only suppress his confusion, picked up a ballpoint pen, and crossed out the corresponding items with a horizontal line.
"Forty cents a day, a deposit of ten yuan. Do you want to continue renting the next volume? Or do you want a refund?" After saying that, he glanced at the bookshelf. The next volume of "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" was just returned this morning, and it is available for rent. Give it to him. In the opinion of the boss, the biggest feature of this kind of thing is that it can hang people to look down. For students with weak self-control, as the saying goes, once you enter martial arts, it is as deep as the sea. If no one cares, you can get out. It’s hard to get out.
Game consoles, video halls, and martial arts are known as the three treasures of being tireless in destroying people.
For those who do this kind of business, the first two items bring a lot of money, but the investment is also large. A game console motherboard costs a thousand yuan, and CAPCOM and SNK are more expensive. But if you want to have many players and become popular, you must Yes, of course, the most profitable ones are the slot machines that are big money eaters. The investment in a video hall seems to be much smaller than that in a game arcade, but the hidden investment is huge. If you can't build a good relationship with the relevant departments and check it every two days, no one will be able to hold it. The only way to make a living is to rent it out. In comparison, the daily turnover is several levels lower, but the cost is low. There are pirated books on the streets these days. Go to the so-called cultural streets to buy them. Don't buy fancy things like thread-bound books and hardcover books. A book with a million words. You can get it for three or four yuan, and the price can be negotiated for large quantities or group purchases. After you buy it, you can rent it out for 50 cents a day. One person will need to watch it for at least two or three days. If you rent it to two people, you can get your money back, and the rest It's all about making money. If you open a shop next to a school, the income in a day is still very considerable. This is why the boss will not argue with the tenants as long as there are no missing chapters or pages, even if it gets wet with water and the cover is stained.
"Money back."
The boss looked astonished. He didn't expect this to be his choice. "The Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" is so exciting. Why don't you stop reading it after reading one volume? What a joke.
"Do you have any change?"
Lin Yue dug into his trouser pocket, took out forty cents and handed it over.
Seeing that he really wasn't interested in reading anymore, the boss opened the money drawer with a sullen face, took out ten yuan from it and put it on the counter: "Refund your ten yuan deposit."
Lin Yue took ten yuan and was about to leave, but he took two steps back and suddenly stopped.
