The primary school students' math report came, and the squadron leader came into the classroom with a stack of newspapers, handing it out as he walked. Burst _ _ "before he let go, I hurried forward with a smoke, the newspaper was torn, who will send it to? We stared at the newspaper. .......

Hey, what's wrong with you? "He twisted his thin eyebrows into twists, stamped his feet and shouted at me in disgust.

My tears are spinning in my eyes, and the air in the classroom seems to have solidified. The people who quarreled just now immediately stopped quarreling and turned their eyes to me and the squadron leader. At this time, I have no face to find a hole to get into.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. "I whispered with tears.

But at this moment, a classmate said loudly: Squadron Leader, I don't want this newspaper. "As soon as the voice fell, the classroom immediately exploded. You quarreled with me: Yes, yes, I don't want this either!

The students are divided into three groups. Team one said that the squadron leader was wrong and should give him the bad news. The first team said that I was wrong and should send it to me; Others say that we are both at fault, so let's do it ourselves!

Suddenly, the mid-team leader's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, and he ran downstairs with the newspaper. Five minutes later, he came back with two newspapers: hey, here you are, next time he won't be so lucky. "

I picked up the newspaper and went to my seat. Then the teacher came into the classroom and smiled meaningfully at me and the squadron leader ... auspicious.