Not so terrible

The snow was so big that day, and there were countless mad monsters beating in the air. The snow was looking for the target of the attack, and the wind swallowed around and searched for it from the wall on the roof where the gap could not be seen.

The classmates are crying cold, and the mind of reading seems to have been frozen. The sound of a house.

Mr. Bruce, who was very gentle in the past, was uncharacteristically: "Please let the students put the books in place and we will go to the playground."

The students huddled under the eaves of the classroom and refused to walk halfway through the playground.

Mr. Bruce did not say anything, facing the students standing, taking off the down jacket, the sweater was halfway off, and the snow helped him finish the other half. "Go to the playground and stand up." Mr. Bruce was pale and said to the students in a word.

No one snorted, and the students honestly went to the playground to arrange three columns.

The thin Mr. Bruce only wore a white tights, and he was even thinner wrapped in clothes.

The students stood in a disciplined manner.

Five minutes passed, and Mr. Bruce said calmly: "Dissolution."

Back in the classroom, Mr. Bruce said: "In the classroom, we all thought that we could not match the snow. In fact, let you stand for half an hour, you can stand up, let you wear only one shirt, you also top I can live in. In the face of difficulties, many people wear a magnifying glass, but if they struggle with difficulties, you will feel that the difficulty is just like this..."