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(Part of the content of this story comes from a chat with grandma, and the settings are all nonsense. In order to make the story look fuller, add enough sense of introduction and the necessary flip. Any similarities are purely coincidental.)

My name is Jock and I just received news that the old man is in critical condition.

I am very familiar with the phone number, but I can't remember whose number.

The person over the phone claimed to be a doctor and asked me to come to the First People's Hospital as soon as possible to sign.

I froze for a moment, remembering that this number came from grandma.

I was raised by grandparents in single-parent families.

But this should have been just from birth to the age of four or five.

Before the age of seven, I had little memory.

Grandpa left early as a kid, and grandma's health has been bad.

I'm almost full-time between kindergarten and school.

In kindergarten, all this is not a problem.

But in elementary school, the full-care program becomes very difficult.

Every time a class teacher changes, a phone will be left between class teachers.

This phone call is my grandmother's phone number. After calling, my grandmother will talk to the class teacher about the full care.

I don't know the content of the phone, but my grandmother must have a way for people to refuse.

Because the only thing I know is that my grandmother is sick, and I can't take care of me while I'm in hospital. If the class teacher does n’t help me anymore, I ’m really helpless.

In my perspective, I usually have classes with my classmates during the day, and I will stay in the classroom to write homework after school.

Waiting for the class teacher to come to the classroom and take me home, this is what grandma must tell the class teacher every time the class teacher changes.

From elementary school to junior high school, I changed the class teacher three times.

Both are language teachers and one is a physical education teacher.

I have stayed in their house for a long or short time.

Until the high school completely lived on campus, and the university learned to be independent.

I know that most people spend the most time at home, at least not less than school.

And I spend most of my time in school, not at home as much as school toilets.

My grades are not bad, because in such an environment I have nothing to do other than study.

In addition to the class teacher being a temporary parent, the natural language in my studies is the best. Other academic performance is certainly not bad, but it is very depressed.

Not enough later, three years as a junior high school teacher in charge of physical education.

In fact, it was my happiest time. There were no dorms in the junior high school.

Gym teacher surnamed Pang.

Yes, everyone likes to call him the sea.

The huge sea is the full name of the teacher, unlike the other two language teachers who have their own families.

Teacher Da Hai is a bachelor with all the characteristics of a bachelor.

The single dormitory distributed by the school became the home of me and the teacher.

When Mr. Dahai knew this matter, he didn't agree very much, but after thinking over and over again.

Mr. Dahai moved the single bed in the school teacher's bedroom and did not know where to buy a double bed.

Sea and I moved into the single dormitory prepared for him by the school. I slept on the upper bunk and the sea slept on the lower bunk.

When I grew up, I learned that the teacher wanted to approve a course and needed to prepare lessons.

I can see that the PE teacher does not need to prepare lessons.

There are only free activities and exams for the Dahai class.

After the exam is over here, you are called to freely move there.

And I'm a little different.

I originally wrote my homework in the classroom after school and was taken home by the teacher.

After becoming, I wrote it myself, and then swayed back to the dormitory.

The classmates who are on duty every day are puzzled why I always stay in school to do my homework. I have exhausted almost all excuses.

Fortunately, the junior high school homework is so much that it gets dark every time I finish writing.

You can go to bed when you go back, but you will be caught by the sports teacher and watch TV together.

The first time to drink in the dormitory, the first time to smoke in the dormitory.

But the smell of smoke, I really can't stand it.

Wine is really a good thing.

In junior high school, I did n’t know what other students were doing.

I can't fall asleep every time I take an exam.

I have no parents, these things can only be told to the sea.

The sea always smiled and took out two bottles of beer, let me and him clean.

It works, but the sea keeps me from saying that he taught me about drinking.

The wine in the bedroom is hidden by him, although the teacher's bedroom will never be checked by the teacher.

But every time he hides well, empty bottles and wine bottles will be placed separately, it is difficult to see at a glance.

I still remember drinking liquor for the first time was also in the bedroom of the sea, that stuff was really too rushing.

My first reaction to baijiu was that I came to the hospital. I don't know why I always think baijiu and hospital disinfection water have the same taste.

Teacher Da Hai does not drink alcohol, but he always likes to eat while watching TV.

I drink alcohol when I eat snacks, and once made me want to be a physical education teacher when I grew up.

My head is rubbing long, and when it grows I start rubbing fat.

On the third day of school, I grew to 1.8 meters.

Then the weight also came to 180.

Teacher Da Hai panicked and changed me from the upper bunk to the lower bunk.

Teacher Da Hai changed my position with me because I couldn't stretch my legs, but I always felt that he was afraid that I would crush the upper bed.

After changing the bunk, the physical education teacher also broke his nature.

Exams grab my sports madly and call me to run laps whenever I can.

I don't know why, after leaving the sea, I didn't start to grow taller.

The height stays at one meter eight, of course, these are all words.

Afterwards, teacher Da Hai never became fat no matter how he ate.

I mentioned it before. After school, I have been writing homework in the classroom.

The student of the day was suspicious of the letter from the beginning, and later discovered the secret of my living in the teacher's dormitory in the sea.

Then I got another private job.

I have never confiscated lucky money since I was a child, but for the first time I felt the feeling of being rich.

My private work is five yuan each, to help students secretly change their grades.

Of course, this result is limited to sports.

In the physical education exam, the teacher will write the results in the form.

Use a pencil, and I remember to change the name of the person.

While sleeping in the sea, secretly took a pencil eraser to change the grade.

At first, this business was only in his own class, and then gradually became a whole school business.

Three grades of junior high school. There are only three physical education teachers in thirty classes.

I gave almost 30% of the students in ten classes to the sea all by myself, and I am glad that I have not been found.

I now think of smirking for three years in junior high school.

I did n’t have a cell phone in junior high school. My first step was to make money by myself during the summer vacation in high school.

So I did n’t keep the phone number of Mr. Dahai, and even then I did n’t have a QQ number. So there was no group of students in junior high school. I lost contact with the sea completely.

When I was growing up, I also tried to find the sea, but the sea is no longer teaching in junior high school. The phone left behind also became an empty number.

From high school to college, I am no different from other students.

However, the faults in the entire bedroom became what I taught.

The sea taught me, almost all I gave to the entire bedroom.

After college, I found a good job.

Living in the company's bedroom, there is little news of home.

I said before that I graduated from junior high school and lost contact with the sea.

But the day after the sea and I left, the sea left me my grandma's phone number.

Da Hai said that if the number is changed to a class teacher, it will be given to a class teacher. He is glad that the number has not been changed in his hands. Now he gave me the number, and I will be the last person to save it.

I remembered this number, and my impression of grandma was only a series of calls.

Previously, because of the rogue software of the Android phone, it would read the address book message.

I have a habit of not keeping the names of contacts and only remembering numbers.

At this moment, the doctor over there hung up.

Looking at the number, all these dusty memories came back to my mind.

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