那天,我刚走到教学楼下,一个没喝完的易拉罐就砸到了我头上,额头上开了一个小口子,易拉罐里的可乐也溅到了我头上身上。虽然没照镜子,但我知道我比落汤鸡惨多了。我怒气冲天地拿着那个易拉罐逐层教室质问,最后竟然是我班的学生黄健力扔的。全班学生见我这样,都屏息凝视。而其他班的学生也闻讯涌到门外窗外看热闹。这么多学生都盯着我呢,我该怎么处理这个家伙呢?他脸色有些发白,显然是被吓着了。看着他那惊恐的眼神,我心一颤,一定是我这张流着血和可乐的脸被怒火 That day, I just went downstairs teaching, a can not finish the cans smashed on my head, opened a small hole in his forehead, cola in the cans also splashed on my head body. Although I did not look in the mirror, I knew I was far worse than the daruma. I was in anger holding the cans asked questions by layer classrooms, the last turned out to be my class throw Huang Jianli students. The whole class see me, all breathtaking. Other classes of students also heard the news flooded outside the window to watch. So many students are staring at me, how should I deal with this guy? His face a bit pale, apparently frightened. Looked at his horrified eyes, my heart Yi Chan, must be my bloody face and cola was anger