“老师,老师,您快去看看,教室里有人放火了!”我们班一个颇具正义感的男生王寒凯,瞪着惊恐的大眼睛跑进办公室。这还得了!我蹭一下从座椅上跳起来,脚都不敢着地就往教室跑去。教室在办公室的对面,走廊的尽头,奔跑的时间里,脑海中不断呈现教室里着火的画面:桌面上的书熊熊燃烧着,窗帘上的火苗四处乱飞,学生抱成一团尖叫着……一小段路跑下来,后背竟湿了。越来越近了,一阵阵烧焦的味道幽幽地从窗口、从门洞飘出来。 “Teacher, teacher, you go take a look, someone in the classroom was set on fire!” "Our class a very straightforward boy Wang Han-kai, staring at panic eyes ran into the office. This also had! I rub about jumping from the seat, feet are afraid to ran to the classroom. Opposite the office, at the end of the hallway, at the end of the corridor and in the running time, the classroom kept burning pictures of the classroom: the books on the table were burning and the flame on the curtains flew around and the students clung together. A short walk down the back actually wet. Getting closer and closer, the smell of scorching waves flickering from the window and out of the doorway.