Teacher Wang ‘Li Meng, lively and humorous’: “Quiet, be quiet! He Wenyue, please tell me.”
He Wenyue stood in the center with a clover in her hand: "I chose clover, the flower language of clover. One leaf represents prayer, one leaf represents hope, and one leaf represents love. Haha! Me! I always foolishly hope to get it.
A supreme love."
Huang Jun rolled his eyes fiercely...'What is this idiot girl talking about, but...she's quite cute'.
Whistles are everywhere... I would like to be your Romeo... I will give you the supreme love...
He Wenyue lowered his head shyly and walked to his seat, asking, "What did I say?" When passing by Huang Jun, he heard: "Idiot girl! You don't have to confess your love to me in front of the whole class, right?".
He Wenyue blushed and glared at Huang Jun, lowering her voice: "You are an idiot? Who are you confessing to?".
Teacher Wang looked at He Wenyue's back and said, "He Wenyue, simple": "Zhou Hao, tell me."
Zhou Hao stood up and did not go to the center of the podium. He thoughtfully raised the hyacinths that rarely bloomed in summer and said: "Hyacinths are like us. They represent joy, competition, bets, games and sorrow. Joy,
Competitions, bets, and games will always be experienced by us when we are young. And sadness? How many children of upper-class parents are not sad? The label of "genius" has been placed on their heads since they were young.
You have to study textbooks that ordinary children don’t have to study, and you have to learn how to become a prince or princess in her (his) eyes from an early age, and we can only agree." Zhou Hao said loudly with some excitement: "Because we are destined from birth.
I have no choice but to live in such a family.”
All the students felt depressed after listening to Zhou Hao's words, yes! They (she) have no choice. They (she) can have wealth and things that ordinary children cannot have, and they cannot have what ordinary children have.
Simplicity and happiness, 'genius' is obtained by one percent foundation and ninety-nine percent hard work.
Teacher Wang looked at Zhou Hao and others. She understood the helplessness of these children. She was also the 'Zhou Hao, emotional child' who came here at this time: "Xu Ziling".
After Zhou Hao sat down, Xu Ziling stood up and walked to the center of the podium, holding a white epiphyllum in her hand: "People often say that a flash in the pan is short-lived, but they don't talk about her stunning beauty at the time. The life of an epiphyllum is short. It has no tears, no sadness, and no hesitation.
, and some are just loyal to their own stubbornness. And the price paid for this stunning beauty is to bloom and then wither." Xu Ziling's eyes looked at Dongfang Supreme: "I really want to be a stunning night-blooming night-blooming night-bloom, bringing my most beautiful
unfold before his eyes".
Teacher Wang looked at Xu Ziling and said, "Xu Ziling will go to extremes without help."
Dang, dang, dang, Yan was knocking on the classroom door and standing outside the classroom.
"Please come in." Teacher Wang looked at Yan who walked into the classroom: "Where are your plants?".
Yan stood confidently in the center of the podium, holding up the green grass in his hand.
‘Little grass!’, ‘Weed?’ The students discussed one after another….
"Yes, the plant I want is indeed an ordinary grass. It is not as beautiful as any of the plants here, but what it brings me is hope. I can wake up from the green dream with the warm spring breeze. Xiao
The grass dances with the birth of life again, and the rejuvenation of youth. It quietly covers the earth with green clothes in the hazy sky, bringing hope and vitality to people. It is not as expensive as any other plant here.
It can even be seen everywhere, but it has a place that all the plants here cannot reach. Wild fires cannot burn it out, and spring breezes blow it again." Yan said calmly and walked towards the seat.
When Ouyang Lie saw Yan passing by his seat: "witch".
Yan only glanced at Ouyang Lie... and sat back down.
Dongfang Zhizun looked at Xiang Yan and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Xiao Cao's inner world is almost closed."
Yan looked at Dongfang Zhizun in surprise and immediately regained his composure: "Don't be curious."
Dongfang Zhizun didn't know why, but he said such words to a girl he had just met, and was curious about her. His actions had surprised him.
Teacher Wang looked at Yan with admiration: "What kind of child is Yan?": "It's time for Jiang Zhe, please tell me in order."
Xu Ziling looked at Xiang Yan and said, "I-hate you".
Ouyang Lie's monologue: There is a kind of beauty that he calls a demon, and there is a kind of person he is attracted to called a 'witch'.