lommi

"If you could go back ten years, who would you want to see?"

Miss Huang's voice is faintly transmitted to the last row. This is our composition topic today.

"We're only 15 years old. What's taking us so long? Come on, Lommi."

My deskmate, Zhang Xueyan, nudged me with a scrawled piece of paper with five checkerboards.

- She is a little will not sigh, a rich children, it is the only child, nature is raised in the honey pot, the family is a little injustice are reluctant to let her suffer, simply will not recall what before.

"You CAN listen to A lecture, in the end on the third day, long dim sum bar."

I righteously declined her invitation to the game of Gobang.

The heart has some waves looked at his textbook.

Ten years ago, Lommy was there, right? She should write the composition, and I am not qualified to take her place.

Oh, if only I could.

The rest of the class, is Huang Lin on the platform talking about the main points of writing, as for me a do the last row, she can not care.

Every one of my teachers would tell me the same thing. Lommi wasn't stupid. She just misused her wisdom.

I believed it at first, and I was clever in some ways.

Column such as Chinese class, even if the grades are not good, but reading comprehension is indeed the whole class and even the first grade.

The same was true of writing, and even though the rest of the cloze was awful, I was still the teacher's pet, the only underachiever who could compare with the students.

As for recitation, although it is the last few at the end of the crane every time, it can be recited fluently after reading the whole article twice, which saves a lot of energy than others.

But later, met an insolent unreasonable teacher, arbitrary, seems to be in order to rebel, may also be treason, do not listen to the class, no interest in learning, it is completely broken the idea of learning.

Later on, to avoid trouble and to relax, I stopped studying at all. I went into complete self-abandonment mode and became the traditional poor student, the kind who cramme