When did you suddenly feel a twinge of heart?

As far as my current experience is concerned, my most exciting experience should have happened in the third year of high school! Now that I think about it, I still feel very uncomfortable. If I can go back to that moment, I must do something different to express my protest and dissatisfaction! I still remember that it was probably the next semester of senior three, because our school is the focus of the province, so there are mock exams almost every week in senior three!

At that time, the school had just started school, and the school specially arranged a mock entrance examination for us, aiming at testing whether we had reviewed well during the holiday and whether we had forgotten the reviewed knowledge! I still remember that it was Sunday and I just had to take a math test in the afternoon. Mathematics is my biggest headache, not liberal arts students. You can never understand the fear of being dominated by mathematics! In order to do well in the exam, I didn't rest at noon and reviewed for several hours!

By the time of the exam in the afternoon, because the weather was very hot and there was no rest at noon, there were many and difficult questions. I began to feel sleepy, accidentally fell asleep, and it was time to hand in my papers when I woke up! But I still haven't done a third of the questions, but when the time is up, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and hand them in!

Naturally, I took the class countdown and successfully lowered the class average. At that time, the math teacher broke out and scolded me! Because during the winter vacation and Spring Festival, my cousin and I met our math teacher on the playground. I didn't say hello to him, maybe he thought I was in love! So the math teacher scolded me in front of the whole class, saying that I was an unruly and shameless little girl. Go out to play with boys alone during the Spring Festival. I was in class and the whole class was there. I was told to pieces!

But the math teacher went her own way, regardless of my feelings, and finally succeeded in making me cry. I tried to explain, but I didn't get a chance to speak. From this incident, I found that many male students in my class looked at me differently. I don't know if I'm too sensitive. If I can go back to that moment, that classroom, I will definitely explain it to that teacher and try my best to maintain my dignity!