If the Hundred Fantasy Butterfly at home knew that he thought about it so much, would it be so angry that it would hunt him down?
After all, it is a monster that values beauty very much.
But as I get older, beauty has nothing to do with it no matter how I think about it.
...
"Xiaolan didn't mean it!"
Before Bai Huandie said anything, the child could not wait to defend his friend.
At this time, he also forgot about the doubt that the teacher could also see Xiao Lan.
All I could think about was not to let the teacher misunderstand Xiaolan.
...
Xiao Xiao looked at the child.
He looked like he was ready to listen to the child's explanation.
If Bai Huandie's behavior was just a simple prank, it would be a bit excessive.
And it will also cause innocent children to be misunderstood.
If Bai Huan Die has a reason to do this...
That's another matter.
...
The child pursed his lips.
He glanced at Baihuandie.
The strange butterfly stared at the teacher curiously.
He also looked at the teacher.
The other person's eyebrows were gentle.
There was no accusation or other emotion that made him feel uncomfortable.
The child's heart slowly fell back to its original position.
The hands shook each other and then spoke in a low voice.
...
In fact, the children's elders were not wrong about one thing.
The children have indeed lost patience with the endless tutoring and their fluctuating grades.
He doesn't hate studying.
However, when the rewards he received from his studies could not meet his psychological expectations, he also lost his balance.
Obviously he paid a lot...
He obviously worked so hard...
but why......
He is really stupid...
He began to have negative thoughts of giving up on himself...
But he didn't dare to tell his parents.
Mom and dad have been encouraging him.
The stupid bird flies first. If you work hard, you will be rewarded. Hard work pays off...
...
These are all lies, right?
His deskmate usually copied his homework, but when it came to exams, he did better than him.
Every time he saw the results of two people, he felt like a fool because he only knew how to work hard.
Before, he could comfort himself that it didn't matter, just keep working hard...
But gradually... these words could no longer comfort him.
The negative emotions accumulated in daily life have reached a critical point.
Then, a small fire broke out.
...
That's just a very common little thing.
The teacher just said, why can’t I do the same type of questions that I just taught last time?
Ask him if he really understands this question?
He said he understood last time.
He really thought he understood.
It's just been a day, but he won't do it...
He lowered his head and said nothing.
He didn't dare to look up.
Otherwise the teacher will see his red eyes.
Later he excused himself to go to the toilet.
Turning on the water and covering his mouth, he cried hard.
Then he heard a voice.
"Why are you crying?"
...
That was his first encounter with Xiaolan.
...
Talking butterfly?!
He was surprised.
I even forgot to cry for a while.
...
"Why are you crying?"
Butterfly asked him the previous question again.
He answered subconsciously.
Maybe it's been suppressed for too long.
Maybe the talking butterfly had too much impact on him.
He unknowingly started talking.
He talked a lot.
The tears that had stopped fell again.
Until the teacher asked him outside why he hadn't come out for so long? Was he feeling unwell?
He quickly washed his face with water.
Cover your eyes with a towel.
After making himself look less pitiful, he walked out of the toilet.
But the redness at the corners of his eyes still made the teacher notice it.
The teacher asked doubtfully.
He excused himself by saying that something had been put in his eyes.
...
He didn't expect it.
Maybe after hearing him complain so much, Xiaolan actually... seemed to be venting her anger for him...
No.
Xiao Lan was venting her anger on him.
But, in fact, he didn't mean to blame the teacher.
The teacher is not wrong.
It’s hard for the teacher to teach someone who is so stupid, right?
What he hates even more is that he is not smart.
He tried hard to stop Xiao Lan from playing a prank on the teacher.
It was also at that time that he discovered that none of the teachers could see Xiaolan.
But Xiaolan seemed to be angered by the teacher's attitude towards him.
Don't listen to his obstruction at all.
...
But......
The reason why the teacher looked at him so strangely was because his behavior in stopping Xiaolan's prank looked to the teacher who couldn't see Xiaolan, like...a mental patient?
Xiaolan seemed completely unaware of this.
I was just venting my anger for him.
I simply feel that the teacher is not good.
He was touched by Xiaolan's protection for him.
I am also troubled by Xiaolan's over-innocence.
...
"It seems like Xiaolan only tore up the book once?"
Xiao Xiao suddenly asked.
The child suddenly came back to his senses from the memories.
It took him a moment to realize what Xiao Xiao meant.
He nodded.
"Um."
Xiao Lan has never done anything so excessive before.
Usually it's just a harmless little prank like grabbing the teacher's handouts or materials, or hiding the teacher's pen.
Only that time...
"Why?"
Xiao Xiao glanced at Bai Huandie who seemed to be very interested in Feifei.
Then he looked at the child again.
"What did that teacher do?"
...
The child lowered his eyes.
What have you done?
"...Nothing was done..."
That teacher was different from his previous tutor.
It looks particularly majestic.
Of course, she is actually a very dignified teacher.
He inevitably became nervous.
This teacher reminded him of his math teacher in school.
Particularly vicious.
...
He paid full attention every time he attended this teacher's class.
I was afraid that my clumsy reaction would make the teacher unhappy.
but......
He still screwed up.
...
"Pa~"
The teacher slapped the test paper on the table.
A loud noise was made.
The teacher frowned.
Quite a bit harsh.
"I've talked about the same type of questions many times last time."
"You said you understood it last time and can do it."
"This is what you mean if you understand, will you do it?"
"Just one day!"
"The same question type, just changed a few numbers, why can't you do it?"
"The formula hasn't changed."
“Can’t you even apply formulas?”
"It's okay to be stupid."
"But you have to know your own situation."
"If you are stupid, just do more questions."
"If you can't remember one thing, do five or ten."
"Until I remember it."
Perhaps because he was excited, the teacher took the paper and patted it in front of the child.
"Do you understand?"
The child was a little frightened and speechless.
"Do you understand?"
The teacher raised her voice, "Answer me!"
"Know-"
The child's eyes widened with an almost frightened expression, "No, wait a minute!"
He stretched out his hands.
I want to save the test paper in the teacher's hands.