What did you do in school that made you famous and known to the whole school?

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I remember when I was in the second grade of junior high school, at that time, because of the school’s requirements, everyone stayed in the school’s dormitory. But when I wasn't living in the dormitory, I would go to the Internet cafe every day to surf the Internet. After living in the dormitory, I couldn't leave the school gate, and I couldn't bear it anymore.

One night, the eight people in our dormitory discussed it and planned to go out to surf the Internet together. Then in the middle of the night, we tied up everyone's sheets and made a rope to tie to the window (our dormitory was on the third floor). Then we grabbed the rope and went straight to the Internet cafe in front of the school to hang out all night. .

The next day, someone seemed to have told the teacher, and then the eight of us were punished to stand under the school flag pole. Opposite the flag pole is the stage of our school. In a few days, there was the school's art performance. Someone was rehearsing a program on it that day, and everyone else was in class. We ate snacks under the flag pole and watched them rehearse the program, and then we were discovered by the principal.

Later, we stood on the stage with our backs to the stage, holding snacks in our hands and stood there all afternoon. All of a sudden, 8 of us became famous in the school.

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Another time was in high school, but it was not me, but a classmate of our class. In high school, we had no choice but to live in the school dormitory, but there was someone in our class who really didn't want to live in the dormitory. On the third day after moving to school, he couldn't help himself anymore and went to find the principal.

When he got to the principal's office, he climbed directly to the window of the principal's office and told the principal that he would jump down if he was not allowed to go home (the principal's office is on the sixth floor).

The principal's office had no choice but to call his parents, suspend classes for a month, and let him go home to rest.

Later, I gradually became familiar with the school and the surrounding environment. In March 2002, I found a part-time job in the sales business. From the beginning of my freshman year, I did not ask for a job at home. He spent money and completed college on his own.

The management of student dormitories in our university is very strict and standardized. It is required that students must go back to their dormitories to go to bed at 10 o'clock every night. Teachers in the dormitory management department must go into the dormitories one by one every night to check the dormitories and make arrangements for students who do not go to bed on time. Records are published once a month, and the list of students who do not go to bed on time is written on a large piece of white paper and posted on the school bulletin board. Because of my part-time job in the sales business, I sometimes have to be busy until around 12 o'clock in the evening to complete the day's tasks. Naturally, I cannot go back to the school dormitory to go to bed on time, so it is inevitable that my Ding Ding will be on the big white paper poster at the end of March. Daimyo.

March every year is the cultural activity month of our school. I especially like this kind of activities organized by the school, because the activities are all during the day, so I actively participate in whatever I am good at, and I also Won more than 10 awards. Especially in calligraphy, I won first prizes in soft-pen calligraphy, hard-pen calligraphy, chalk blackboard writing, etc. I also won awards in painting, photography, drama choreography, etc. In addition to awarding certificates and prizes at the awards night, the school also The list of winners of each activity will be announced on the school bulletin board using big red paper.

In this way, the big white paper on one side is the list of students who did not go to bed on time, and the big red paper is the list of those who won awards during the cultural activity month. On the white list I have 6 names for not going to bed on time, and on the red list I have 15 winning names. When the students saw it, they all wondered if these two names were the same person. Our classmates from the Chinese Department who were looking at the bulletin board said, this is obviously him! As a result, I became famous in one fell swoop and became a celebrity in school who was both unruly and talented!

During the National Day in my sophomore year, my two twin sisters came to school to visit me. After not seeing me for a semester, the two sisters became taller and more beautiful. I took them on campus with me. I walked around, and my two sisters held my arms, and we talked and laughed all afternoon at my school. The next day, my good friend suddenly called me and said you were there. It's going viral on the school forum, go check it out, I'm confused.

I quickly logged into my computer and took a look. It turned out that a rose with thorns had written a post about a scumbag who appeared in Zhejiang University, dated two girlfriends at the same time, and was still embarrassed on campus. The photo is of me and my two sisters. When I looked at the hundreds of thousands of comments, there were all scoldings and everything. I was also drunk.

I immediately contacted the author of the post through the school. I gave her a serious warning and asked her to delete the post immediately and publicly apologize to me. The other party immediately deleted the post but did not apologize publicly. I was so angry. .

Everywhere I went that year there would be people pointing fingers.

My girlfriend at the time and my sister went to my school to visit me during my freshman year.

She held my hand, my sister held my arm, and the three of us walked on campus.

The school went crazy... There were rumors that there was a new Daniel Wu in the freshman year, and he was a rich second generation. He was surrounded by beautiful women. I became the legend of our class.

Now in my senior year of high school, I remember that the military training of my first year of high school happened to be the first day of military training. Because we just came to a class and few people brought water, the teacher bought two bottles of water for us to drink from his own pocket (the same happened in other classes). Then when the military training was about to end, it started to rain. It was time to walk and hide from the rain. I had to take shelter from the rain because I had agreed with my friends to wait for him under the flagpole (I was too stupid to find a place to hide from the rain and wait for him). Now I saw water bottles all over the playground and wondered if the teacher would be deducted for being so messy? So I started to help an old man pick up water bottles. Unexpectedly, the teacher, principal, and instructors were all hiding from the rain under the auditorium. They saw me clearly and now most of the teachers in the school know me, and the teacher in charge also takes good care of me

Another thing It happened during the second half of my sophomore year in high school.

That night, I rode my bike to go to self-study. When I came out after the self-study, I found that my bike had been lost (it was impossible to lose it if it was parked in school), so I went to school next time. I went back and forth between the concierge and the classroom every day for three days. At this time, the dean told me to leave it alone. He helped me find the results. It only took four days for the dean to investigate and monitor and the physical education teacher to catch the student. I don’t know how to thank you. , and finally I heard Ban Ren say that if I hadn’t lost my car and no one would have found it, it must have been a blessing in military training! So I became popular in school again. I heard that the teacher in the political class used me as a teaching material.

This is the story of a foreign boy who competed with his high school teacher and became famous after a battle of wits and courage.

“My family knows this story, and even years later, my friends still joke about it. One of my buddies suggested that I tell the story on Reddit, so Let's get started

Backstory: I was a senior in high school, and I was never the smartest student in the class. My grades were average, but I never got detention or anything. Bad record.

This is very important, because I still don’t understand why that teacher did that to me.

That teacher, let’s call her Mrs. Frank, was at school. I have been teaching for 10 years. In the eyes of many people, I am a narrow-minded and cold shrew, but I am regarded as a treasure by the education administrators.

Mrs. Frank teaches algebra, which is my worst subject. I couldn't understand or keep up with the course, and I often asked some questions. These questions may seem simple to others, but they are really difficult for me.

After asking silly questions, Mrs. Frank would belittle and ridicule me in front of everyone, such as, "Here comes this slow learner and a laggard again", "Wow, what a surprise, you don't understand again." ? ", "Again? Are we going to slow down the progress again for you today? ", and other sarcastic words

I tried to find the education administrators, but they still regarded her as a treasure. They asked people to go to her class to observe her teaching, and she would behave that day. She was very polite and respectful to the students, but once the examiner left, she returned to her original taunting self. This continued for half a year, until I finally couldn't bear it anymore. I bought a recording tool and recorded every insult she made to me.

Keep scolding me more violently

Fast forward to the end of the year, I was sitting with Mrs. Frank. In class, I asked her a question, and her answer was something I will never forget.

"I have been teaching for 10 years, and I have never seen anyone ask such a stupid question." Question"

She did not answer my question and continued her class. I stood up calmly, packed my things and left.

I returned home and put all my The recordings of insults against me were compiled into a wonderful work and were played to the management the next day.

I sat next to the principal, and after listening to a few more insults, he asked me to stop and said he wanted more people to be present to witness it, including Mrs. Frank.

He made an appointment with me to meet the next day so I could play the recording to all the management.

What followed was truly the best moment of my life.

I saw with my own eyes that the managers went from being impatient, thinking they were attending another boring meeting, to finally getting angry... Some even listened to the recording with their mouths open, so shocked. Speechless.

I also saw Mrs. Frank go from being confident and arrogant at the beginning to finally realizing that she was completely screwed

In this area. In front of the most important group of people, her true colors were revealed, and her ugly side was exposed.

After the recording was played, all the managers were shocked. The principal said to me, "I think we've heard what we need to know, thank you."

The last time I saw Mrs. Frank was when I walked out of that room, I looked back at her and our eyes Intersected. There were tears in her eyes, and I gave her the biggest, most devilish smile.

The next week I went back to school and Mrs. Frank was gone. The story spread around the school and I became everyone's hero. I succeeded in getting her expelled and it became almost impossible for her to return to education.

I finally busted her for good, because no school in the area would hire such a walking piece of trash.

Mrs. Frank, if you are reading this post, I want to say to you at this moment, go to hell

Because the post is so popular and there are too many people replying, he Finally, he also gave some supplements

For example, he said that he checked with his family at the time and everything he did was legal. He feels that the reason why his post is so popular is because many people have encountered such terrible teachers.

“When you say it, it’s best to always be soft and sweet, just in case one day you I want to swallow it back."

He gave a tough teacher who was known to all the students in the school.

When I was in the second grade of junior high school, a music teacher came to the school. He was young, but extremely lustful. Everyone in the school knew this, but the teacher usually acted like a good guy, so reporting him didn't work. My cousin was sneaked in by the teacher during music class, and she came over to cry with me. I can bear this. Apart from my father, I am the only one left in the family with my younger sister. I must treat her like a treasure.

At that time, I called out to a group of seniors and sisters who were usually close friends with me, and they didn’t come home after school. My senior sister and I were guarding the garage. When that shameless scumbag came to pick up the car, we dragged him into the alley behind the cafeteria, and together with the seniors who had been waiting there, beat him severely. After a pause, he stopped after seeing that he could no longer speak. Several seniors and I messed up our clothes and hair first, then reported the scumbag, and then asked the seniors to strip off his clothes and take a few photos before letting him go.

The day after I cut that person off, rumors began to spread in the school that the scumbag had been educated when he left the school. After a few days, everyone basically knew about our beating up people. Basically, people who knew about it would call me "Sister" when they saw it. The school also gave us a lesson, but we were reasonable and didn't make any big noise. It's just that this time, the seniors and I stole the show

Actually, I haven't done anything big. Some people may know it and have seen my previous posts. Everyone should know that I beat up my class teacher because my girlfriend’s photo was torn up in school. However, what you don’t know is that two months later, my girlfriend also came to our school. She I have always been kind-hearted. After learning about this incident, he criticized me. Not long after, the head teacher took this incident as an example and went to the principal. The head teacher knew about it because he had seen photos of my girlfriend. She was also in this school, and she was called here, ready to expel us. I was confused. The mistake I made had nothing to do with her. I said, what I did, why should I expel her? It’s not like you can’t handle it, so that’s why you are like this, you mediocre people. The principal got angry and slapped me. I got angry, picked up the bench and smashed it down.

I left, but she was still in school. This matter was known to the whole school because I was offline and the class teacher wanted to use this matter to educate the students.

I have not committed any crime in school. It happened, so it’s not a bad thing that the whole school knows about it

In fact, my reading ability is pretty good. When I was in junior high school, I was always broadcasting in the student union’s propaganda department. This broadcast was a news broadcast every afternoon, so almost all the teachers in the school Everyone has listened to my broadcast.

Also, my English is not bad, and then the teacher asked me to participate in an English play that our school was preparing to participate in the district competition. At that time, we were afraid that we were afraid of the stage, so we rehearsed it in front of the whole school teachers and students.

Then the school held a speech contest, and I seemed to be in third place.

Performed a skit in front of the whole school during the art festival.

Another thing is that I have been the host of sports games.

In fact, this can be regarded as a precious wealth in life!

I lay down on the table to sleep in class. I slept very soundly and sweetly. The teacher patted my table and I thought it was my deskmate. Then, I slapped him, and the principal happened to pass by the door...I went home to reflect for a week. At home, I used my computer to make QQ calls to the teacher who was in class. I had a yellow card on my phone. earphone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I didn’t go to class for a month. . . .