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Chapter 6 The teacher setting up a stall (Part 1)

Although her cousin is not friendly to her, Xie Ying likes to be lively. There are three more people in the family all of a sudden, and she is jumping around when she walks. In addition, she got the first place in her grade, and her grandfather came to hold a parent-teacher meeting.

With so much dignity on her face, Xie Ying was about to fly.

The school was holding a parent-teacher meeting, and the children were cleaning the campus. It was already on vacation at that time. The boys either used brooms as horses to ride on, or used brooms as weapons, and they had a great time fighting. The dust on the playground was flying.

The boys' craziness has aroused all kinds of disgust from the girls - hum! The more you clean, the dirtier it gets!

Most of the girls diligently cleaned the area assigned by the teacher before getting together to play. Xie Ying had an argument with Hu Baozhu the day before, and today the two of them stuck together again and had to play for a while before going home.

They exaggeratedly acted out a short skit about the deep love between sisters, hugged each other and wiped their tears. Unknowingly, they thought they had just experienced separation. Who would have thought that it was just one girl stepping on the other girl's skin?

Shoes, it's just that the two of them had a little quarrel.

The two of them frequently said words of reluctance and were about to wipe away tears. In fact, they just stopped seeing each other at school. They went to the Children's Palace to rehearse every day, so they could still meet. The little girl's emotional expression was so exaggerated.

Xie Ying stuffed a piece of chocolate into Hu Baozhu's pocket. It was brought to her by her mother when she went to perform abroad. She usually couldn't bear to eat it. Hu Baozhu looked through the packaging bag and didn't recognize a word, but she seemed to have lost the world.

Like the most precious treasure in the world, he shouted exaggeratedly.

As a return gift, she gave Xie Ying a pack of "Tang Monk Meat" and said with tears in her eyes: "Compared with your gift, isn't mine too shabby?"

"No, no, no." Xie Ying also exaggeratedly wet her eyes: "This is your most precious thing!"

"Xiaoying, you are so kind!"

The two hugged each other and cried again. Hua Tianlong, who was playing marbles next to him, vomited frequently and ran away quickly. In order to play marbles, the boys dug many holes on the ground. Every time they saw those holes, the girls also

A look of disgust.

The boys had a great time playing with paper bags. Hua Tianlong felt itchy, tore up a book, folded a thick paper bag, and immediately entered the finals. Although his academic performance was not good, what was he playing?

They are all masters of the game. He was devoted to playing, jumping high, bragging, widening his eyes, and shouted loudly: "My paper bag can turn a stone over!"

These words attracted a burst of boos, but the little boys were all paying attention to this paper bag with magical powers. Hua Tianlong spit on the paper bag several times, gathered enough strength, and was about to hit it, but one of his hands became cold.

The ground grabbed his ears.

He is the director of the Academic Affairs Office that teaches ideological and political education.

"Hua Tianlong! Why did you tear up all the textbooks!!!"

Hua Tianlong struggled a lot and finally got rid of the "devil's claws". He couldn't think of a reason for a long time, so he could only run away when the teacher wasn't paying attention. The student ran, the teacher chased him, and the glass balls in the student's trouser pockets jingled.

After rolling all the way, the teacher made a difficult slide and fell to the ground. The students all laughed.

However, after laughing, Hua Tianlong was twisted to the office. He stood with his hands raised until the parent-teacher meeting ended. His arm was almost broken, and he walked out of the office with a sad face. However, when he saw his classmates playing "bumping the kid",

He became energetic again and joined them quickly. When the bell rang, he was still stretching one leg and bumping into others excitedly.

Xie Ying and Hu Baozhu ran past in a hurry and couldn't help but remind: "Hua Tianlong! It's the last class! Let's play after class!"

Hua Tianlong reluctantly put down his legs and ran towards the classroom, quickly surpassing Xie Ying. When passing by Xie Ying, he also threw a handful of scraps of paper on her head, which made Xie Ying stomp her feet in anger.

Standing on his feet and scolding: "Repaying kindness with vengeance! I shouldn't have helped you!"

The school is about to go on winter vacation, and everyone has received a copy of their winter vacation homework. Xie Qingyun told the children to complete their homework on time, read more books, and not be addicted to watching TV. Books are much more interesting than TV.

"Students, the truly vast world is hidden in books. Through words, you can imagine as much as you want, which is something that TV pictures cannot give you. Therefore, the teacher hopes that you will read more and organize more reading notes. Do you understand?

"

"Understood!"

All the children drawled their voices, but few could really listen. Xie Qingyun's eyes swept across all the students, and when she saw Wang Haochuan, she smiled happily. "Wang Haochuan, come to me after class.

A trip to the office."

Hua Tianlong and Wang Haochuan are at the same table, but their personalities and styles are completely opposite. Hua Tianlong is most annoying when going to the office. Teacher A usually calls him to the office, but he will be randomly summoned by teacher ABCDE, and then he will be slapped in the face.

He must be scolded before he can regain his freedom. Hua Tianlong also wondered, he just loves to sleep, talk, play, and not do homework. Why did the teachers assign so many crimes to him?

But Wang Haochuan is different. He is the favorite of all the teachers. He is quiet and delicate. It is precisely because of his temperament that many male classmates laugh at him and say that he looks like a girl. He never quarrels with others.

, even if others laugh at him, he is kind-hearted. He is one of the poorest students in the class, but his grades have always been first in the grade, and he has never been ranked second. Moreover, there is no trace of poverty in him.

The shabby clothes are always neat, and the hair is neat and straight. The reason why he looks like this is because he has a good sister who is well-known far and wide.

After the class meeting, the students were all cheering because the winter vacation had officially begun. Wang Haochuan went to the class teacher obediently. Xie Qingyun took out a cardboard box from under his desk and said, "Are these books enough for you to read?"

There were five or six books in the box, and the one on the top was "The Count of Monte Cristo". Wang Haochuan's eyes shone and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it: "Teacher, can I really take it home and read it?"

"Of course, it was originally meant for you to see."

"Thank you teacher, I will return it to you after reading it."

"Well, don't worry." Xie Qingyun said, "This is from my friend. He has a lot of books. I will borrow them from him after you finish reading them."

"Thank you, Teacher Xie."

"You're welcome. It's a blessing for teachers to have students who love learning like you." Xie Qingyun said, opened the drawer, took out another essay selection, and said: "There will be an essay competition after the year, and this is a collection of last year's award-winning works.

, for your reference, you can practice your skills during the holidays and write a few articles. After school starts, I will revise them for you. After the revisions are completed, we will submit the article. Of course, you can also come to me during the holidays. Our two families are separated from each other.

Twenty meters.”

Wang Haochuan nodded desperately and said excitedly: "Okay, Teacher Xie, I will definitely write well and try to win the prize!"

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself, and don't write with any utilitarianism. When you do something, first of all, it's because you like it. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"


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