"What is this?" Taozi looked down and saw a pink, fluffy rabbit doll in his hand, with a pair of cute big eyes looking at him innocently.
"It's for you." Although Shen Mochen still frowned, his eyes were full of gentle light. "Hang this on your schoolbag, and you won't take the wrong schoolbag in the future."
"Really?" Taozi stroked the chubby little rabbit in his hand and asked curiously: "When did you buy it?"
"After you went to the classroom, I found that you took the wrong schoolbag and bought it at the store in front of the school." Shen Mochen's expression looked unnatural. After explaining casually, he carried his schoolbag back to the classroom.
When she went to the classroom? That was when he parked the car. Did he go out of the school gate to buy it after he parked the car?
Taozi held the rabbit doll in her hand and stood there with a silly smile. This was the first time Shen Mochen gave her something.
During the morning reading class, it was just when the representatives of each class went to deliver homework. Shen Mochen hurried back to the classroom with his schoolbag. The class representatives were counting the homework books and planned to send them to the teachers.
Shen Mochen opened his schoolbag, took out his homework, and handed it to the representatives of each class one by one. A blue envelope slipped out of the schoolbag.
"Shen Mochen, you dropped something." The classmate standing next to him reminded him kindly.
He lowered his head and saw a light blue envelope lying on the ground. The color was like the light sky. There were three powerful words written on the envelope: Su Taoshou.
"Oh, thank you!" Shen Mochen calmly picked up the envelope, looked at it from front to back, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.
During class, Shen Mochen took out the letter from his schoolbag again. The dry paper was in his hands, with the faint scent of grass. He hesitated in his heart whether he should open it and take a look...
A voice in my heart shouted: "Open it, take a look and you will know who wrote it to Tao Zi!"
Another voice said calmly: "Can't open it, it's Taozi's vagina."
"But the peach is yours! You can't let anyone else take it away!"
"Just because the peach is yours, don't worry."
"..."
"..."
"Shen Mochen, Shen Mochen!" His deskmate poked his arm gently, glanced at his hand under the desk, and whispered: "The teacher is calling you!"
Shen Mochen calmly stuffed the letter back into the drawer, stood up, and looked at the English teacher in front of him. She was looking at him with a puzzled face and said, "Shen Mochen, come and translate the Chinese sentences on the blackboard.
into English.”
"Oh." He nodded and glanced at the sentence on the blackboard casually. Three students had already translated it, but no one translated it correctly. He walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote an elegant and handsome line.
English immediately appeared on the blackboard.
The English teacher nodded with great satisfaction and said to the classmates sitting below: "See, this is the correct translation. I emphasize to you every day that you should pay attention to those tenses and verb conjugations. Have you taken it seriously?
Listen?"
Shen Mochen raised his head and glanced at the English teacher standing next to him. When he saw her nodding towards him, indicating for him to return to his seat, he walked off the stage again.
