"Tang Qingqing is a mean man."-- In my 16-year-old diary, I wrote angrily more than once.
That afternoon, Tang Qingqing was like a proud and arrogant little fox. She wore a dazzling red dress and swaggered through the market. Against the background of all the gray faced girls, she was like a blooming rose in the green cluster. The girls looked at each other, turned their mouths and eyes -- Tang Qingqing always knew how to steal the limelight of all girls.
My deskmate is the daughter of a peddler. She is proficient in all kinds of secular slang. She attached it to my ear and said, 'hum, she's a little fox!' She lowered her voice: 'I know why she wears so beautiful today & hellip& hellip;'
I clenched my fist and the anger in my chest was burning to explode. I also know that there are two biology classes in the afternoon. She is dressed for Huang Qinghe, who has just graduated, is tall, handsome, bright and humorous. Miss Huang originally belongs to me.
Break special
Huang Qinghe is a good friend of my brother's high school. When I was in primary school, he stayed in our house almost every day. Not seen for years, he recognized me at a glance. He went straight to my seat and looked at me with a smile: 'Xiao man, you have grown into a big girl! You're in this class. How about being my class representative? '
I blushed in the envious eyes of the girls in the class. I gently nodded while stroking the corner of the table.
Since then, I have something on my mind, which is unique to a 16-year-old girl.
I walked into Mr. Huang's office with my homework book. He was preparing lessons. When he saw me, he smiled and said, 'Xiaoman, you have two pigtails today. Well, you are very energetic, like two commas & hellip& hellip;' I deliberately pretended to be angry and walked out of his office. My face was crimson and my heart beat like a drum.
In class, Mr. Huang often forgets to call me 'linman' and 'Xiaoman'. My heart is sweet. Compared with all girls, I feel special in front of him. I am proud of this special.
However, things are slowly changing. Mr. Huang's attention is gradually shifting to Tang Qingqing, the most beautiful and enchanting girl in the class.
Tang Qingqing is different from us. She grew up in a big city. She came to this town with her mother after her parents divorced. She is beautiful and publicity, can play zither, can dance folk dance, and has a lot of beautiful clothes. She stands out among our small town girls.
In the bathroom, I heard Tang Qingqing talking to a girl from another class about teacher Huang: 'don't you think he looks like Wu Yanzu? It's very charming when I laugh. Well, I like his class very much & hellip& hellip;' I came out from the inside, passed her with a dark face, turned and brought the door heavily.
After that, every time I took biology class, I noticed that Tang Qingqing seemed to dress up deliberately. She smiled sweetly and stared at Miss Huang with big eyes. Her grades were mediocre, but she made faster and faster progress in biology class. In self-study class, she suddenly became the most diligent and inquisitive student, asking teacher Huang one question after another. Miss Huang seems to pay more and more attention to Tang Qingqing. When asking questions in class, she is always asked and praised her every correct answer.
I stared at Tang Qingqing's proud back with disgust. In my diary, I wrote again: 'Tang Qingqing is not only a mean person, she is also a fox!'
Rumors abound
That day, I went to Mr. Huang's office to get my homework. I saw that he was correcting the last test paper. It was Tang Qingqing's paper that made him nod while laughing. Somehow, a hot and sour air rushed to the top of my head. I put down my homework book and said to Miss Huang, 'teacher, you'd better stay away from Tang Qingqing.'
Miss Huang looked at me in surprise: 'what's the matter? Xiaoman. "
I approached him: 'people say she is a little fox & hellip& hellip;'
Teacher Huang's face sank suddenly. I never saw him look so serious: 'Xiaoman, how can you talk about classmates like this? This is the tongue of a secular market woman. Don't you feel embarrassed when you speak it out, a 16-year-old girl?'
I was so frightened that I sobbed. Miss Huang looked at me, still frowning: "who secretly made such a rumor for other little girls, I must find out!"
I cried red eyes. After my deskmate understood the whole thing, he shook his head and sighed. He said in a very adult way, 'it's over. I think Mr. Huang must be fascinated by the fox spirit.'
Rumors began to spread among girls. Later, the boys whispered and laughed when Mr. Huang asked questions and praised Tang Qingqing. Later, the teachers also began to talk. I saw with my own eyes that two female teachers turned their mouths to Mr. Huang's back: 'young people now don't know what self-respect is & hellip& hellip;'
I looked on coldly, watching teacher Huang's chagrin and depression, and Tang Qingqing's hesitation and panic. I had unspeakable pleasure. Tang Qingqing is to blame. Mr. Huang, who let him teach me such a lesson for that fox spirit.
Disaster is imminent
However, things didn't develop in the direction I wanted. Mr. Huang didn't treat Tang Qingqing coldly, but paid more attention to me. He still asked questions and praised Tang Qingqing in class, and Tang Qingqing still asked him questions. After the two discussed the questions, they would smile knowingly under the eyes of everyone's suspicious eyes.
At such a moment, I also learned the tone of my deskmate, ejected cold air from my nose and snorted: 'what a shame & hellip& hellip;'
That day, Mr. Huang asked me to collect everyone's exercise books and hand them over to his office after self-study in the evening. Because of the delay of one or two students, after I collected them, the school had been out of school for a long time, and the teaching building was empty.
Outside his office, I stopped. I heard a girl sobbing. From the empty door gap, I saw Tang Qingqing lying on teacher Huang's desk, crying with pear blossoms and rain, while teacher Huang was holding the table with one hand and stroking her shoulder with the other, as if comforting her.
I was stunned at the door for a long time, blood gushed up, and thousands of thoughts whirled around in my mind. My hand accidentally touched the hard things in my pants pocket. It was the key to Mr. Huang's office, which he specially assigned to me to facilitate me to get my homework and instruments.
I gently put down my homework book, took out the key and locked the open door firmly. At the corner of the stairs, I found the meter box again and pulled down the switch on this floor. I heard Tang Qingqing's frightened voice in the dark. I smiled coldly: hum, scare you two & hellip& hellip; I turned and walked away. I just wanted to scare them, but things went completely in the other direction.
Early the next morning, my deskmate pulled me aside and said in a low voice and excitement, 'Hey, I tell you, Miss Huang and Tang Qingqing were blocked in the house by the school security guard. They locked the door and the light was black. I don't know what to do. The security guard pried the lock open. The two came out, hee hee.'
I found that everyone looked so excited and mysterious. Tang Qingqing's seat was empty. A large number of students from other classes crowded out the window and pointed at Tang Qingqing's seat.
I was shrouded in great fear: I had the key to the office, and I forgot to take back the pile of homework books placed at the door of the office. Even if Mr. Huang was a fool, he knew who did it. It was so stormy that he would settle with me. I would be in great trouble!
The protagonist exits
A day later, the incident became more and more outrageous. People in the whole town were talking about it: a middle school teacher fooled around with a female student in the office. The girl was pregnant and caught. The teacher was a habitual criminal hooligan & hellip& hellip; Even after dinner, my parents asked me with great interest, 'I heard that Huang Qinghe, who used to come to our house, had an accident and engaged in hooliganism with a female student in your class?'
My reaction at that time was that I dropped the soup bowl on the ground with a 'when', and the splashed thick soup scalded my ankle.
When I was recovering at home, I often stared at the door in a daze. I was afraid that the next minute, Miss Huang would fall from the sky, accuse me in front of the public and clarify the facts enthusiastically. And I immediately became the target of thousands of people: a bad girl with a dark heart who planted teachers and classmates.
In the evening of the third day, I saw Mr. Huang coming towards my house from a distance. He didn't see him for a few days. He looked very tired. When I first saw him, my blood seemed to be drained quickly in my body. I hid in my room and closed the door to sleep.
The first thing my parents did when they saw the hero in the scandal coming was to ask the whole story. I put my ear close to the door and listened. Miss Huang's faint voice came: "it's just a misunderstanding. One of my female students wants to transfer. She can't bear the teacher and classmates. She cried. I'm comforting her. I don't know why the electricity suddenly stopped & hellip& hellip;'
I was surprised that Tang Qingqing was leaving? Miss Huang then said to my parents, 'this female classmate was going back to her father to finish high school. In big cities, the conditions will be better & hellip& hellip;'
Mr. Huang's voice is getting louder and louder: 'I haven't seen you for a few days. I heard that Xiaoman is ill. I came to see her. By the way, I decided to go back to my alma mater in Beijing to take the postgraduate examination. Here, I have resigned & hellip& hellip;'
Inside the room, I was in tears, but I didn't have the courage to step out of the door.
In the evening, when my mother handed me a package of flower seeds left by Miss Huang, I couldn't help crying out 'wow'.
Two years later, I became a college student. My life is full of sunshine and love. I often think of Mr. Huang and Tang Qingqing. I wonder if their respective lives can be happy & hellip& hellip; If I have the chance, how I want to say 'thank you' to Miss Huang. Thank you for tolerating a girl's narrowness and jealousy with generosity and love and sowing love seeds in her heart. That night, she kept in mind the words you wrote in the paper bag: dear child, you know, if a person plants kind and tolerant flower seeds in his heart, her world will be full of gentle and beautiful flowers; If she plants jealous and narrow thorns in her heart, her world will be full of thorns with thorns and poisonous thorns& hellip;