Blind date to idol talent show

Chapter 334 The roadside stall at the school gate

After recording the program at one o'clock in the morning, Li Yimu rushed to the airport non-stop, and arrived in Shanghai at around five o'clock in the morning. The company's driver was already waiting at the airport. He was not allowed to drive, and staying up all night was considered fatigue driving.

The driver was not very familiar with him, and Li Yimu didn't chat with him, but just looked at the street scene and thought quietly.

I remember that a reporter interviewed a famous football star and asked him why he was so good. He said, have you ever seen a downhill machine at [-] o'clock in the morning?I can be regarded as seeing the magic city at five o'clock in the morning. Although people mean that I get up early, what I mean is that I go to bed late
Speaking of which, there was a time when I saw the magic city at five o'clock every day. That was the third year of high school. I started reading at six o'clock in the morning. I usually have to get up at five forty. If you want to wash your hair and take a bath, then Get up earlier.

I often go out when it is still dark. When I arrive at school for the first half of the morning reading class, I have to read in the classroom with the lights on, because there is no daylight outside, and the teacher will not let me go out.

At that time, Li Yimu liked to sit by the window and look out of the window. Of course, he was not waiting for the girl from the next class to pass by his window, but watching the sky change from night to daylight, and then to full light.

The reason why I look forward to the dawn is because after dawn, I can move the bench and go out for morning reading. It is not so much looking forward to going out to go to morning reading, it is better to look forward to eating breakfast. Their school stipulates that eating in the classroom is not allowed, because the smell is not good. will affect the learning atmosphere.

So he usually buys food, he has to wait until the second half of the morning class to eat outside. Several brothers take turns to keep watch to prevent being discovered by the teacher. The small movements can be seen clearly.

So at that time they put their breakfast on the bench and covered it with books, the teacher absolutely saw it clearly, but they didn't say it.

Breakfast is usually purchased off-campus. There is a cafeteria in the school, but everyone doesn’t like it very much. They often ask day students to help take it out. One of the stalls with fried chicken sandwiched in fried pancakes is the most popular among students. Li Yimu still remembers that the food stall is called Dingxiangfang.

Thinking of this, Li Yimu signaled the driver to turn around and go to Shanghai No. [-] Middle School.

Those small vendors are only available before morning reading, and they are not allowed to set up stalls at the school gate at other times. If they are discovered by the urban management, they will directly take away the snack trucks that you depend on for survival.

Therefore, since entering university, Li Yimu has never eaten again, nor during his internship. His music teacher doesn't have to get up so early.

Although it is now the summer vacation, the summer vacation basically has nothing to do with the students who are in the third grade this year, so there will still be food stalls outside the school. When they are near the school, there are many students queuing in front of each stall.

"Brother Mu, what to eat, I'll buy it for you, it's not convenient for you to get out of the car!"

"I know, but wait for a while, buy it after all the students go in, don't delay people's morning reading."

"Okay, Brother Mu, then I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes, and you rest in the car."

Li Yimu put the co-driver flat, lying down to rest, suddenly a figure passed by the car window, Li Yimu pushed down the car window, and shouted: "Mom!"

This year, Zhang Meijuan has just finished her senior year and was assigned to lead a review class for senior year. She is still the class teacher. There is no way. The parents of the students only trust her, a senior teacher with rich experience. Your best teachers, otherwise why would I send my child to your third middle school?

She has a sense of responsibility to the students, so Li Yimu persuaded her to take a break, at least not to be a head teacher, but she still disagreed, she said that although being a head teacher is tiring, it is easier for them to get grades, and what students are most afraid of is the teacher. class, the old class will listen carefully to the class, and then the academic performance will be better.

Li Yimu didn't come looking for his mother, but when he met his own mother, it was unreasonable not to say hello, so he stuck his head out of the car and shouted, of course he was wearing a mask.

Zhang Meijuan vaguely seemed to hear her son calling her, but the problem is this, that kid should still be sleeping late. When she turned her head, she saw a masked head sticking out of the car window, not her. Who is the son?
Walked over quickly: "Why are you here? The entertainment industry is under a lot of pressure, and you want to come back to teach? Then you have to retake the exam for your teacher qualification certificate, but your subject is easier, just right, and you can also participate in a teaching qualification Take a physical examination to see if there is anything wrong with your body, don't delay me from holding my grandson."

Zhang Meijuan immediately turned on the nagging mode, and a series of interrogative sentences came out. Before Li Yimu could answer the first question, he heard the second question and the third question.
Li Yimu looked helpless: "Mom, I'm here to buy a Xiangdingfang. I went to record a program in Xingcheng yesterday and just came back."

"You glutton, let me just say, it's impossible for you to get up so early and eat less outside food, which is unhygienic, so why don't you get up early and cook something yourself? Xiaoyue followed you and ate it every day Takeaway? When I feel ill later on, how can I hold my grandson?"

Well, buying a roadside stall can also associate so much. Just when Li Yimu was thinking about how to answer, Zhang Meijuan suddenly turned around at a very fast speed and shouted: "Stop, you two, come here!"

Li Yimu looked around and saw two young men in school uniforms, carrying more than a dozen plastic bags in their hands, which contained various breakfasts.

"You two are good people, and you know how to bring food for your classmates. Didn't I say that? The third year of high school is the most important year, so eat less from roadside stalls. If you get sick, it will not only delay your study time, It's your destiny for the rest of your life, do you know?"

Thanks to the two veterans for saving my life, Li Yimu murmured in his heart, and at the same time cast a sympathetic look at the two students. Of course, he had already hid in the car.

"Mom, don't talk about it, let them go to eat quickly. There are more than a dozen people in your class who are hungry and waiting for their breakfast." Li Yimu saw his mother scolded him for a minute, and even talked about it almost one minute later. The theory of how many people will be killed in minutes, hurriedly opened the mouth.

Only then did Zhang Meijuan realize that she had talked too much, mainly because she saw her son whom she hadn't seen for several days, and she was a little excited: "Okay, let's go eat quickly, buy less in the future, let your parents get up and cook for you, When my son was in the third year of high school, I got up an hour earlier than him every day to cook mung bean and millet porridge for him."

"If I remember correctly, it was my dad who got up an hour earlier to make porridge for me." Li Yimu muttered softly, but his mother overheard him.

Zhang Meijuan froze for a moment, stopped talking, and waved her hands to let the two students leave, but suddenly one of the students asked excitedly: "Teacher, is Li Yimu in the car?"

"What does it have to do with you? I'm in the third year of high school and I think so much about what I don't have. I'm going to study hard."

"Goodbye, teacher!" The two students ran away, fearing that they would continue to be reprimanded. The current teacher is different from the former teacher. Because they cannot beat children, they are easily reported and disqualified as teachers.

So irresponsible teachers just don’t care about their students, as long as they can keep their jobs, and responsible teachers have developed a crazy preaching skill, which can definitely give you a headache.
"Hey, it's a headache. It's more difficult to teach each class. This year's students are divided into classes and ask to come to my class. I thought it was because of my outstanding teaching style. I asked, because I am your mother!" Zhang Meijuan said angrily .

Li Yimu knew about this. He had a high fan density in No. [-] Middle School, and there were more fans in his mother's class, because Li Yimu was the son of his class teacher, so he followed suit.

"You go back and write a song to inspire them. It's probably more useful than my preaching, so it's settled."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Meijuan walked away swaggeringly, leaving Li Yimu in a mess in the wind. Was that song written as it was said?Do you think that when doing math problems, if you write one, two, three, you can figure out four, five, and six.

No, I'm bad at math, and I can only write one big problem: solution.

　After many years, I still miss the roadside stalls in front of the middle school. Fried cakes with fried chicken. At that time, I could buy a super-large one for five yuan, but I didn’t have enough pocket money to afford it. Now I can afford it. I wake up in the morning Not coming, hahahaha!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)