During dinner yesterday, Tan Wenbin said that there would be a prize meeting in Shigang Town Square on weekends.
Nowadays, the lottery industry has not been established in mainland China for many years, but the trend of lottery has long been popular, and the form of development is also very close to the people.
In a large venue, both roadsides are filled with salespeople wearing uniform costumes, and people are bustling in it.
The first prize is usually a small car, which will be placed in the most conspicuous position at a high place.
Li Chaiyuan felt that he felt like he was holding a lottery ticket every night before going to bed, and when he woke up, it was the time to redeem the prize.
And there is a good guarantee every time, and there are often surprises.
For example, this morning, when he woke up, he saw Ah Li wearing a horse skirt with dark gold patterns, paired with a white dress on her upper body, which looked both sassy and exquisite.
Xu is aware of her preference, and she has been wearing a riding skirt more frequently recently.
This is still the result of Liu Yumei's desperate dissuasion: "Oh, my granddaughter, alas, no matter how much he likes you, he can't wear the same style every day, it's easy to get tired of it."
There was another large table in the room, covered with pen and paper and various paints.
These were all moved directly from Liu Yumei.
From paper to pen, they are not ordinary products, and even the paint is made of ancient methods.
Of course, she herself may not think this is extravagant, because she has lived this kind of life since she was a child.
Just like earlier, she gave a greeting gift, either a jade finger or an earring, and the money for a gift was calculated according to the stack, which was really not showing off her wealth.
The difference between showing off wealth and being generous is that she really intends to give.
At this time, Ahri was drawing.
She didn't have to get up early now and sit in the house and wait for the boy to wake up.
Li Zhuyuan sat up and stretched slightly.
The girl looked over with a pen and turned her head slightly.
Li Zhuyuan smiled, got out of bed to wash up, and when he walked back with the basin after washing, Liu Yumei below waved.
"Grandma Liu."
"Come, take down your painting and let grandma admire it."
"Okay, grandma."
Liu Yumei sat down with a smile, "Liu's Qiqi Jue" had to wait until Ah Li's illness was completely cured, and he could only teach this stinky boy when he was a disciple of Liu's name.
But piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not in the way and can be taught.
No, this kid doesn't need to teach himself to play chess, he plays better than himself.
Li Zhuiyuan held the two paintings and spread them out on the tea table.
One was just finished by himself, and the other was painted by Ah.
The scenery in the painting is all standing on the terrace on the second floor in the early morning, overlooking the scenery of the countryside, and it is also this scene that prompted Li Zhuiyuan to want to learn to paint.
Liu Yumei's eyes swept over, then she frowned slightly and said:
"If you change to an ordinary teacher, I will give you a genius-like evaluation, because the drawing is very good."
"Grandma, please teach me."
"But the problem arises here, you can hardly see any difference between your skills and Ahli's imitation, but you are too comfortable and too deliberate in retracting and putting away.
At first glance, it really looks good, but when you taste it carefully, it is full of ingenuity."
"Grandma is right, this is indeed my problem."
Although the two paintings depict the same landscape, and Ahri's style is more gloomy and her own is more sunny, Ahri paints as if they are moving, and her own paintings, even if they create movement, are still dead.
"In calligraphy and painting, many people have been studying skills all their lives, but the real people have to play new tricks to be interesting.
Li Chaiyuan's eyes darkened.
"You are still young, it's already amazing to draw like this, and you don't have to worry about new words."
"Thank you for your teachings."
"I can't talk about teachings, because it's you, I'm talking a little heavier, but it's actually a picking bone in an egg."
Li Zhuiyuan smiled and nodded, putting away the painting.
Aunt Liu came out at the right time and shouted: "Breakfast!"
Sit down and go get the salted duck egg to peel for Ali, but the girl preempts it.
When I wanted to get the second one, the girl took it again.
After a while, the girl peeled off a duck egg and brought it to herself.
Her eyes are good, but there are some habits, and the girl is unwilling to change them back.
Li Chaiyuan thought about what Liu Yumei said while eating, and after studying for a month, his painting level can actually go to the competition to win awards, after all, he is still in the youth group.
But in front of the real public, my paintings are more ingenious than those old painters who specialize in copying paintings.
If you continue to work hard to paint, the end of the future will probably be a famous counterfeiting master in China.
However, how can I integrate into my feelings?
Perhaps, it is a matter of scenery; Then just change the object of the painting?
Li Chaiyuan looked at Ah Li who was carefully picking out duck eggs with chopsticks, and he had an idea in his heart.
"Ahhhhh......"
Tan Wenbin's yawn was loud and long.
His father agreed that he would continue to live here, and also agreed that he would follow Xiaoyuan to and from school without going to morning and evening self-study, but he was actually not very relaxed.
No matter how much he did the questions, he couldn't get as fast as Xiaoyuan gave himself questions, and he could feel that Xiaoyuan was getting better and better on the way to giving himself questions.
At first, it was all difficult questions for himself, but now he began to pay attention to the combination of difficulty and ease, and he could see that some questions were deliberately given to himself so that he could rack his brains to calculate step by step to get happiness.
Although he saw it, he was also really happy, he felt like a little loach, being kneaded at will in Xiaoyuan's hands, and he was quite happy.
The only regret is that it has been very quiet for the past month, and I have not died.
He asked Runsheng, was it like this before?
Runsheng replied, Before you came, I wondered why there were so many deaths in the village, but after you came, it became normal.
This made Tan Wenbin feel very guilty for a while, thinking that it was his own appearance that destroyed Feng Shui.
However, Li Chaiyuan didn't feel boring, he was now mainly focusing on learning painting, and studying the "Righteous Path Demon Subduing Record", and by the way, studying the hangings left by the dwarf father and son.
The boy felt that he was living a very fulfilling life now, and it would be better to have a moderate frequency of death, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand the peeling of the fish pond by the Bai family lady tomorrow.
Li Sanjiang was very quiet today, drinking porridge silently.
After breakfast, Runsheng launched a tricycle.
There were two small benches on the car, both wrapped in cloth.
Tan Wenbin launched his own bicycle.
That time when he came home from school, it was simply tormenting for him, and he felt that he should not be in the car but under the car.
"Grandfather." Li Chaiyuan was not in a hurry to get into the car, but walked towards Li Sanjiang, showing a little twist and expectation.
The vast majority of children, during this period, have had this expression, especially when facing elders from the next generation.
"Haha, I understand."
Li Sanjiang took out money from his pocket, not much, at least much less than when he used to give his great-grandson tickets, but as pocket money given every day, it is the envy of most rural children and even urban children at the moment.
In terms of spending money, Li Sanjiang has always been willing to do so, and he is even more willing to be a marquis of Xiaoyuan.
"Hey."
Li Chaiyuan accepted today's pocket money.
He rejected Li Sanjiang's offer to give him a month's pocket money at a time, because he would divide it into a little bit every day, and his grandfather would be happier every day.
I can also try to get more opportunities to get happy emotions.
Get in the car with Ah Li and drive the tricycle down the dam.
The girl insists on picking up and dropping off the boy to and from school every morning and evening.
Li Chaiyuan also paid special attention and found that Liu Yumei did not let Aunt Liu follow, and in the dark, there was no figure of Uncle Qin, who had already left.
She really let her granddaughter go out like this, and she also knows how to be good for her granddaughter in the future.
However, with Runsheng's protection, Ah Li couldn't be in any danger.
No, even if there is no Runsheng protection, it seems that Ahri can't be in danger, Runsheng is more, maybe to protect those who try to get close to Ahri from real danger.
The entrance of the university and middle school is always the busiest in the morning, noon and evening, and the street shops along the school gate also open early.
Sometimes Li Chaiyuan would buy shumai, fire dumplings, etc., and share them with Ali.
The main thing is to try something new, after all, I had breakfast at home.
Or buy some trinkets for Ah Li to help her fill her collection box.
Liu Yumei told Li Chaiyuan that every night before going to bed, Ah Li would squat in front of the collection box and carefully sort out the collections one by one.
Unfortunately, Ahri can't go to school.
She now has no rejection of her family, such as Taiye, Tan Wenbin, and Runsheng, and she will not react when she gets close, and even to Li Weihan, Cui Guiying, Cui Cui, Pan Zileizi, and others, these people who often come home can also be restrained.
But she couldn't accept letting her go to school and sit in a classroom with a large group of students.
The most important thing is that Ah Li is not interested in school life, nor does she yearn for her friends and friends, and the traditional redeemer perspective is so superfluous for her.
Even, she may not have any thoughts about this world, all she likes is the "new world" that she is exposed to through boys.
After waving goodbye to Runsheng Ali, Li Chaiyuan and Tan Wenbin followed the crowd of junior high school students and walked into the school gate.
High school students study earlier, so in addition to living close to home, in fact, most high school students, especially senior high school students, will choose to live on campus.
Tan Wenbin used to live in school, but later he got into a fight with someone in the dormitory and moved into the house.
Walking into the high school teaching building, they were all in the second class of morning self-study, and it seemed very quiet except for the sound of the teacher's lecture.
Tan Wenbin carried his schoolbag diagonally, waving his bangs as he walked, he enjoyed this maverick feeling and felt that he had a strong tone.
Even if he met other teachers or the principal on the road, he was not afraid at all, after all, they were all very gentle and polite to their bosses.
Even with him, he would nod his head.
In fact, only Tan Yunlong and his wife still have the idea that their son can get a little bit of Wenqu Xingxian's spirit;
For school leaders and teachers, it is a sacrifice to Tan Wenbin to ensure a provincial champion, and the deal is cost-effective.
Li Chaiyuan walked to the door of the classroom, and English teacher Su was talking about cloze questions.
Teacher Su smiled and waved to Chai Yuan Li.
Li Chaiyuan also smiled shyly back.
No need to shout "report" to affect the classmates, just walk into the classroom, Tan Wenbin sat in it first, and Li Chaiyuan sat down later.
Pulling out the "Righteous Path Demon Subduing Record" from the drawer, Li Chaiyuan began to read it.
In an English-speaking environment, this kind of "classical writings" are even more fragrant.
However, after sitting for a month, he really didn't like the position in the first row at the door.
Because every time his classmates passed by here, he would deliberately slow down to look at him, even if he was already very careful not to make friends with his classmates.
The students in the outside class seem to pass by here as a marker for walking between classes, obviously the 13th class of the third year of high school is in the middle, not the only way to go to the toilet.
The teachers are even more exaggerated, preferring to take a detour to walk through here before leaving class, and then stop by the window or door, smiling lovingly and caringly, as if they have to water the orchids they plant several times a day.
Because of their own reasons, the frequency of teaching directors and principals coming here has skyrocketed, and they don't need to distinguish between classes, so the students in the class now dare not read martial arts novels and whisper in class.
The horror that occasionally appears outside the window when you look up has now become a bleak life.
Li Chaiyuan really likes the last row of this column, leaning against the door, there is a lot of space, the trash can is not here, but behind the inner row.
From a feng shui point of view, sitting here to observe the world, the standard hidden dragon is in the abyss.
The second is the position on both sides of the teacher's desk, the left and right protectors.
Previously, Tan Wenbin was the right protector.
But the right protector has his back to the classroom door, which is not good, he is easily frightened and faints.
The best is the left protector, who is blocked by the pulpit in front of him, and is close to the hearts of the people under the will of the emperor, and is hidden in the city.
Or because there are so many people, there are more than 70 students in a class, when I went to school before, there were not so many people, and they would be readjusted every semester.
The bell rang early in the morning self-study class, and the English class was over.
High school here has four classes in the morning and four classes in the afternoon.
However, morning self-study can be divided into two classes of half an hour each, one hour of afternoon self-study, and one hour of each of the four evening self-study classes.
On the class schedule, self-study classes are marked with subjects, and the school requires teachers to be present as the main class.
If they had been taught according to this kind of schedule before, not to mention whether they and their classmates could stand it, the professors would definitely be exhausted first.
During class, the students began to quickly pack up their stationery.
Li Chaiyuan asked curiously: "Brother Binbin, what's wrong?"
"Today's monthly exam, don't you know?" Tan Wenbin was also packing up his stationery, but after glancing at the cover book in Li Zuiyuan's hand, he paused, "It's normal for you not to know."
One month after the start of school, the monthly exam begins.
In order to prevent cheating, the mixed class exams of the third and second years of high school are seated in other classes according to the test number.
In fact, it is meaningless to cheat in the third year of high school, it is pure self-deception, but the reality is often anti-human, because there are really many high school seniors who are willing to cheat until they are three models.
At this time, the head teacher Sun Qing walked in and asked: "Xiaoyuan, do you want to take the monthly exam, or go to my office to sit down?"
"Take the exam, but can you give me all the subject papers during the first exam?"
"Okay, no problem, I'll help you get it."
Li Chaiyuan knew what the school wanted to do on his own, and it was convenient for himself, so he still had to take this kind of large-scale exam.
One is to ensure that the teachers are still as warm as the wind when he continues not to listen to lectures or do homework, and the other is to help Brother Binbin feel the context to facilitate him to ask questions.
He really doesn't teach people to learn, so he is learning.
Li Zhuyuan got up and went to the front wall to look at his exam number.
"Brother, when you come back, your exam number is in place."
"Oh."
Li Zhuyuan sat back.
Tan Wenbin went to the first place in the column on the left.
In the past, Tan Wenbin only read a sentence in a magazine, unless you are handsome enough, you can't experience how active girls can be.
Now he really wants to add one: It turns out that as long as your grades are good enough, the school can not be reserved at all.
The first test was mathematics, and the proctor was Teacher Yan of the class.
After the papers were sent, Teacher Yan put the rest of the subject papers on Li Chaiyuan's desk together, gently patted Li Zhuiyuan's shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Mathematics can be done, you can choose other subjects to do."
"Hmm."
Then, Teacher Yan put his teacup on the boy's desk: "New cup, newly brewed tea."
"Thank you, teacher."
The sophomore boy next to him who was assigned to this examination room looked horrified when he saw this scene.
When I was waiting for the exam, I watched the little boy next door start writing the answers, and my mentality began to explode.
No, even if the answer is in front of you, it won't be as fast as you can copy, right?
Li Zhuiyuan quickly finished the math paper, picked up the physics paper and started writing.
Teacher Yan walked down, picked up the math paper, took out the red pen, and started grading directly.
He was very satisfied, he felt that the boy was not complacent because of his good grades, but still humbly pursued progress.
Look, this big question doesn't use an out-of-the-line solution, and a big "solution" is written in front of each answer question.
When he reached the end of the Chinese, Li Chaiyuan paused.
Because the theme of the essay question is: maternal love.
But after just a pause, Li Chaiyuan once again wrote an essay on maternal love in standard style, in which Li Lan was simply so loving and great that she was a good example for herself.
The only thing I can't do is English listening questions, so don't do it.
Li Chaiyuan checked the name of the test paper, got up, and handed all the papers to Teacher Yan.
"Are your hands sore?" "A little."
"I told you not to write so much." Teacher Yan blamed, "Go to my office to rest and sleep?"
"I'll go to the principal's office."
"That's right, it's quiet there, remember to come to the small classroom to talk about the problem during the afternoon self-study."
"Okay, Teacher Yan."
Li Zhuiyuan stood on the podium and looked down at Tan Wenbin sitting below, he had already solved the questions, and he had been writing, with fewer pauses and no nails biting.
Back at the desk and picking up a book, Li Chaiyuan walked out of the examination room and went straight to the principal's office.
When he was about to reach the door, he heard a lot of noise from inside, and he wanted to leave and look for another office.
But in the voice, he heard Li Sanjiang, Li Weihan and Cui Guiying.
He knew why his grandfather and grandparents came, because he said that he was in his third year of high school, Tan Wenbin also testified, and even Lei Zi and Pan Ziyingzi also testified.
But it is still too difficult for the elderly to understand, so they formed a team and went to the school today to see what they see.
It should have been after coming in, and he was invited into the office by Principal Wu.
No wonder the grandfather was so quiet at breakfast today.
An instinct made Li Chaiyuan want to turn around and leave, because he knew what would happen after he pushed the door in, the joy and relief of the old people, and the praise and encouragement of Principal Wu.
He aspires to avoid this established process.
But at this time, the footsteps of Li Lan on the other end of the phone appeared in my mind, I and her were different after all.
This condition is instinctive and not difficult to overcome.
Li Chaiyuan pushed open the door of the principal's office, and the grandfather and grandmother sitting inside all stood up and looked at the children.
Principal Wu said a lot of words of encouragement, and Li Chase lowered his head halfway, just the right amount of shyness.
After confirming this matter, the grandfather and the others left quickly, and Li Chaiyuan came to the side of the aisle and looked at the three old men walking towards the school gate below.
The grandfather crossed his waist and walked the steps of the imperial envoy on the stage.
Li Weihan carried the hookah behind him, and his shoulders shook as he had always been calm and honest.
Cui Guiying held a handkerchief and kept laughing and wiping away her tears.
Li Chaiyuan was very glad that he didn't choose to turn around and leave just now.
Recalling the essay he had just written, he realized that it might have been a mistake for him to imitate Li Lan before, and he should have used her as a negative teaching material to avoid it earlier.
If I had realized this earlier, my condition would not have developed so seriously at such a young age.
"Xiaoyuan, your grandparents still don't believe that you are in your third year of high school, hehe."
Wu Xinhan pulled the boy into the office again, he gave his desk to the boy to read, and took out drinks and chocolates from the drawer.
He knew that the boy took the monthly exam, which was good, and he regularly gave everyone reassurance.
At the same time, he also knew that the boy was working as a teaching assistant in the Mathematical Olympiad class.
Li Chaiyuan picked up Wei Zhengdao and looked at it.
The principal sat opposite, looking at the documents, and when he wanted to smoke, he went out and lit a cigarette, and came back after smoking.
The bell rang at the end of the second exam in the morning, and Li Chaiyuan rejected the principal's invitation to go to the cafeteria to eat a small stove.
Walking to the school gate, when he reached Tan Wenbin, Tan Wenbin still took Zheng Haiyang with him.
Although the three people eat a lot outside on weekdays, they don't eat stir-fried rice every time, basically noodles and eggs fried rice, of course, this is only affordable for children of dual-income families at present.
Most of the schools are mainly children from rural families, and many people don't even go to the cafeteria and go back to the dormitory to eat the dry food they brought home.
The pickles and salty sauce are also brought by themselves, and many times they share each other's mother's craftsmanship.
Tan Wenbin is quite rich, since following Li Chaiyuan, his parents' pocket money has increased a lot for him, and Zheng Haiyang is richer, otherwise those gangsters would not have blackmailed him.
These days, the salary of being a seafarer is already high, and there is a lot of foreign income, which is purely calculated based on pocket money, and Tan Wenbin can only be regarded as a poor household in front of Zheng Haiyang.
Tan Wenbin ordered five bowls of noodles, he ate one bowl by himself, and his brain ate two bowls.
Zheng Haiyang went to buy three bottles of soda first, and then asked for three poached eggs, three lion heads and three chicken legs.
He was happy to play with them, last time Runsheng beat those people too badly, no one dared to come to trouble him during this time, especially Li Chaiyuan's current status in the school, and no one in the school dared not open his eyes to poke at him.
"Brother Yuanzi, Brother Bin, I had a dream yesterday."
Zheng Haiyang also learned from Tan Wenbin and called Xiaoyuan "brother".
"What dream?" Tan Wenbin asked with a big bite of a chicken leg.
"I dreamed that my dad took me on a treasure hunt, and this dream is very real."
"Isn't your dad at sea?"
"Well, diving to hunt for treasure, there are several shipwrecks on the seabed, and the gold, silver and jewelry in them are much older."
"Heh, how much did you catch?"
"I didn't catch much, and just as I was about to take it, I woke up from my dream."
"What kind of dream is this? At least get the gold and silver jewelry, and after arriving on the shore, find me in my dream to be chic and chic."
"Hey, hey." Zheng Haiyang scratched his head.
Tan Wenbin looked at Li Chaiyuan again: "Brother Xiaoyuan, can this dream be solved?"
Li Chaiyuan shook his head and took a sip of noodle soup: "I can't interpret dreams."
"Oh, yes, this dream is too fancy, you kid, you want to get rich and go crazy, the family conditions are so good, why do you still want money so much?"
"Maybe I was blackmailed by them before, and if I can't get the money, I will be beaten."
Li Chaiyuan continued to lower his head and eat noodles, in fact, he could interpret dreams. Compared with fortune-telling, dream interpretation can only be regarded as a basic low-end job.
Because most of the "days have thoughts and nights", they can be solved according to the situation.
Except for a very small part, it is really a feeling.
The most typical one is fetal dreams, which may not be done by the pregnant woman herself, but by the pregnant woman's relatives.
The other is that when a relative dies, there will indeed be someone who dreams of him that night without knowing it.
Shipwrecks, the bottom of the sea, gold and silver, your father takes you on a treasure hunt and ends without a problem......
Career, risk, farewell...... These elements are there.
In ancient times, communication and roads were underdeveloped, and the children suddenly had such a dream, looking for someone to solve it, either return to their hometown immediately, or prepare to look at the hemp and filial piety from afar.
Many stories recorded by literati have similar passages, and they attach great importance to this because it involves career worries.
However, this kind of thing is not certain, Li Chaiyuan has always restrained himself from randomly showing people fortune-telling, so naturally he will not unfold on this kind of topic.
Zheng Haiyang suddenly said quietly: "Brother Xiaoyuan, are you really okay?"
He is introverted, but introverts are often delicate, and the previous words are actually a kind of foreshadowing.
Li Chaiyuan wondered: "What?"
"I asked my neighbors' grandparents, and they said that this dream was not auspicious, so I had a good dream."
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and said very firmly: "Feudal superstitions are all deceptive things."
"Poof......"
The noodles in Tan Wenbin's mouth sprayed out directly, and two more came out of his nostrils.
He immediately lowered his head and took the paper and started wiping it, if I hadn't seen you arrange feng shui to kill the dwarf father and son, I would really believe it.
"Hehe." Zheng Haiyang smiled again and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan, how did you do in the exam in the morning?"
Tan Wenbin answered: "Except for English, everything else should be good."
"Ah, did you take the English test in the morning?"
"When we took the math exam, he finished all the exams. By the way, why don't you ask me how I did in the exam?"
"Then Brother Bin, how did you do in the exam?"
"I don't know. He knew me on many questions in the past exams, but I didn't know him, but now, I feel quite familiar, and I feel like an old friend is visiting."
"Is that good or bad?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid it will kill me."
"Huh?"
"Wait for the specific scores to come out, I don't know if I did it right, but I did do it all, and I also wrote the last big questions in mathematics and physics."
"Brother Bin, this is not Chinese, you won't score even if you write it all."
"Go, go, go, do you still need to teach this?"
After lunch, the three of them returned to school, and there were three exams in the afternoon, and the afternoon self-study was held as usual.
Li Chaiyuan did not go back to the classroom, but went to a small classroom that usually does not have classes.
There were already more than a dozen people sitting inside, including senior and sophomores, who were selected by the teachers of the mathematics group to prepare for the city Olympiad.
Nowadays, the mainland Mathematical Olympiad is in full swing, and if this kind of competition can be compared layer by layer to get a good ranking, it will have a huge advantage for further education.
Li Chaiyuan was originally invited by Teacher Yan to join the study competition, but after a few days, he was invited by several math teachers to ask questions.
Because the competition questions are difficult and more flexible, when Li Zuiyuan first joined the group, he often saw teachers and students thinking hard together.
He quickly realized that he was a full man who didn't know that he was hungry, and his learning conditions were actually very good, but it was limited to big cities, looking at the whole country, the marketization of teaching and auxiliary competition materials was actually just starting, and many schools were still begging to go to other universities and middle schools to copy their mock papers for their students.
On the blackboard, there were questions written by Li Chaiyuan yesterday, and half of the questions had been ticked.
Then, the students and teachers below showed sudden expressions and kept screaming:
"Oh~ so that's how it is."
Li Chaiyuan also felt that it was very easy, teaching them was much simpler than teaching Binbin, without deliberately making the steps appear very detailed, and without considering the combination of difficulty and ease to protect their enthusiasm for learning.
Even if there is something that you don't understand after watching the process, you will ask the people around you, if you don't understand it, it doesn't matter, he will be eliminated and go back to the classroom to teach well.
After erasing the questions, Li Chaiyuan continued to ask questions.
Teachers and students began to copy, except before the competition, the rest of the time, everyone either had teaching tasks or learning tasks, and it was impossible to soak here all day.
Outside, Principal Wu specially took several vice principals and directors to the door of the small classroom to visit the class.
Looking at the small figure who had to stand on the bench and write questions on the blackboard, everyone's faces showed the joy of digging oil from their own fields.
"I think our school should be able to pass a few in this city competition."
"I think at least one stable ......"
"Do you still think that this stable one has a high probability of winning the first place in the city?"
Nantong is originally a major education city, with six counties and one city under its jurisdiction.
And this middle school, even in this county, does not belong to the first echelon, which is equivalent to hellish difficulty at the beginning.
Wu Xinhan touched his chin, feeling very relieved, and it was worth it that he made a special trip as a driver to invite others to school.
In the past, every time there was a meeting, I watched them pretend to be humble and yin and yang, he Wu Xinhan, but I don't know how many yin and yang strange manuscripts he typed, it seems that it is his turn to perform this time.
At this time, a director next to him seemed to be overjoyed and said dizzily: "Is this considered a college entrance examination immigrant?"
Several colleagues next to him immediately looked at him with incredible eyes.
Wu Xinhan was amused, and directly previewed the yin and yang in advance: "Who specially immigrated from Beijing to Jiangsu to take the college entrance examination?"
After a pause, he continued: "You are very smart, why don't you transport coal from the northeast to Shanxi to sell?"
The director hurriedly raised his hand and explained, "I mean this kind of happiness."
After taking the Mathematical Olympiad competition class, Li Chaiyuan returned to the principal's office.
I saw the principal and two physical education teachers hanging the curtains, and there was a spring bed behind the curtains.
"Xiaoyuan, you will rest here from now on, the desk in the classroom is too hard."
After the exam in the afternoon and there was still some time before school, Li Chaiyuan returned to the classroom.
In the class, everyone looked lifeless after a whole day of exams.
Even Tan Wenbin is now drooping his head.
However, there are exams in the evening, and in order to compress time, I will finish all the exams today.
This also means that Tan Wenbin can't go to school with him tonight.
"Brother Binbin, are you going back to your house tonight?"
"No, I will go to Zhuangzhuang's house after school in the evening."
"Oh."
"I'll wait for the monthly exam results to come out before going back." Tan Wenbin straightened his neck, opened the book, and began to memorize the concept points.
After watching for a while, he lay down again, rubbing his stomach, probably hungry and his brain stopped.
Li Chaiyuan took out chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Huh?" Tan Wenbin immediately took it and peeled it open and put it in his mouth, "Where did it come from?"
"In the principal's office, hehe."
"Don't say it, it's really delicious, as expected of the principal."
Saying that, Tan Wenbin raised his arm and made a shot, throwing chocolate at Zheng Haiyang, which hit Zheng Haiyang's head, startling Zheng Haiyang, and laughed out loud when he saw that it was chocolate.
The female squad leader heard the movement, raised her head, and glared at him.
Tan Wenbin was not frightened at all, and stared back.
Joke, if even the squad leader is afraid, how can he have the face to be the right protector?
However, after staring back, Tan Wenbin made another parabola.
With a "ding-dong", the chocolate landed accurately on the monitor table this time.
The squad leader's face turned red all of a sudden.
The classmates around the class leader all shouted together: "Yo~"
But the person concerned, Tan Wenbin, didn't notice anything, and after throwing it, he lowered his head and asked Li Chaiyuan: "Brother Xiaoyuan, aren't you in a hurry if you haven't caught up recently?"
"No."
"Don't you like to fish to death the most?"
"Well, there is no way to meet it."
"Don't go out and look for it? You go to school every day, and if you die, you can't come to the school to inspect the work and see you.
"Last time I had an eye problem."
"Eh, isn't this good?"
"It worries the master."
"Oh, I know." Tan Wenbin nodded, "Indeed, then let's talk about fate."
"Jingle Bell !!"
The school bell rang.
The students forcibly stood up and walked out of the classroom slowly to find food everywhere, because they knew that there were still a few exams waiting at night, so everyone looked lifeless, like a group of dead.
"Brother Binbin, lend you a few books and papers, and I'll take them back."
"Is this to help me set up an offering table to pray for the results of the monthly exam?"
"Ah Li needs it."
"Okay, I'll give it to you, let me help you mention it, anyway, Haiyang and I have to go to the school gate to eat, just in time to bring it to Runsheng. Ocean, ocean, why are you still sitting there, go to dinner!"
Everyone in the class left, leaving Zheng Haiyang still lying on the desk.
Tan Wenbin walked over, patted him on the back, and asked: "What's wrong, I'm not feeling well, weren't you okay just now?"
Who knows, after this shooting, the sound of water was actually filmed.
Zheng Haiyang also seemed to be stressed, he was lying on the desk and sat up suddenly, with water leaking out of his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.
Under his feet, a puddle of wet water had already gathered, and it continued to spread rapidly.
His face was pale and his expression was dull, and the next moment, like a drowning man raising his neck,
began to shout:
"There is a king eight, buried under the sea; Whoever dares to pick up and kill his whole family!"
(End of this chapter)