Chapter 91: Is it really okay to ride on my enthusiasm?
Zhao Yinxi looked at Li Haoran for a while and suddenly asked:
"You said you had no money last night, how come you have two thousand yuan today?"
Li Haoran scratched his ears and cheeks, hesitating and unable to explain clearly.
Zhao Yinxi asked casually, but when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
"Li Haoran, what happened to the injury on your head? Did you fall on the bus again?"
"Didn't I tell you earlier? Okay, okay, it's time for class and I won't talk to you anymore." Li Haoran returned to his seat.
This is Teacher Zhou’s Chinese class.
Teacher Zhou’s expression was warm, and his eyes caressed every student like a spring breeze. Then, as expected, they stopped at Li Haoran:
"Li Haoran, what's going on with your head?" Teacher Zhou asked, with a hint of reproach and concern in his tone.
"Teacher, last night I went to the hospital to see my grandpa. The night was dark and the wind was high, and the hospital was filled with gloomy air. I kicked one deep and one shallow..." Li Haoran was eager to perform and was ready to give a good performance.<
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"Come on, are you so filial? You also go to see your grandpa. Your grandpa is sick. I'm afraid you will go crazy with joy. You can finally play games without any scruples." Someone interrupted Li Haoran and spoke to the point.
"Is it really okay that you keep rubbing off on me like this? Please let me finish my performance quietly. I'd really appreciate it." Li Haoran stared angrily at the disappointing classmate, then turned to Teacher Zhou, who was still smiling, and asked humbly.
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"Teacher, where did I perform just now?"
"You just performed and went to the hospital to see grandpa." Teacher Zhou looked happy.
"Teacher Zhou, my primary school classmate Li Haoran and I, the primary school Chinese teacher scolded Li Haoran, saying that his grandfather died more than ten times in his composition, and the way of death was different every time. Why are you still in the hospital now?" Another student said
Report and expose.
"This, this, that was all because I was young and ignorant. Now that I have grown up and become sensible..." Li Haoran was a little embarrassed but wanted to continue talking nonsense without losing his composure.
Teacher Zhou’s lips parted slightly: “Tell me the important point!”
"I fell down." Li Haoran answered simply.
"Go to the infirmary. Right now. Come with Xiao Ran. You are not allowed to go to the toilet for a stroll." After Teacher Zhou finished speaking, he opened the textbook and indicated that he was about to start teaching.
"Yesterday, I asked everyone to write after reading. Today, I vomited blood after reading the review..." Li Haoran and Zhao Yixi walked out of the classroom, and behind them came Teacher Zhou's comments on last night's Chinese homework.
The leader's wife, who was living in seclusion in the infirmary, couldn't help but feel impatient when she saw the two people fighting two days ago. She spoke slowly and calmly, which was in line with her reserved and noble status:
"You two little classmates, if you don't study hard every day, you will have to sweep the streets in the future, do you know?"
Li Haoran asked innocently:
"I know, doctor aunt, I just sweep the streets, but I'm afraid that if I can't sweep them clean, people won't want me, what should I do?"
"Then you can only sleep on the street!" The leader's wife still spoke in an unhurried tone, pointing out a bright road for Li Haoran.
After taking the medicine, the two came out of the infirmary. Zhao Yinxi discovered that the school had built a goldfish pond at the corner of the infirmary at some time. It was a small pond with stone edges and twists and turns. There were green water plants and floating lotus leaves inside.
Red silver carp looms. Although it is a small corner, it has a leisurely mood.
"Brother Ran, let's play fish and take a look at it." Li Haoran suggested.
"What are you talking about? What do you mean by looking at me for a short time?" Zhao Yinxi squatted down as he spoke.
"That goes without saying. Believe it or not, I have predicted the fate of the fish. At least one will die every day. The ringing of the bell is their death knell. Think about it, when the bell rings, those unqualified brats, like
He rushed out like a vicious wolf, and when he saw this lively fish, he was sure to do some harm."
Li Haoran said, looking at no one in front and behind him, he wanted to fish it out with his hands.
Zhao Yinxi grabbed his evil hand, stopped him and said:
"You are just talking about yourself. You think everyone else is the same as you. Pay attention to your quality, okay?"