Seeing that Lu Li's mood had stabilized, the counselor breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, wipe your tears, review it carefully, I'll go tell the teacher who corrects the papers..."
It's impossible to get through it directly. The most you can do is relax a little bit, take it one minute or two, and don't worry too much.
Before he could finish the rest of his words, the dormitory aunt was unhappy——
At her age, to use a common saying, she eats more salt than these schoolboys eat rice.
What can't be seen accurately?
This girl was yelling at her old aunt in the middle of the night, and she didn't see how considerate she was towards the elderly.
Besides, her father is in poor health, her brother is uneducated, her sister-in-law is bleeding heavily during childbirth, and her brother is in school...
What does this have to do with her failing the class?
And even if it's so difficult, isn't she still going to school honestly?
It's not like my aunt has never experienced this rural family. How could she not know that there are not just one or two students who pass the exam every year but don't have the money to go to school?
Besides, although the big slogan is that men and women are equal, in many places, there are still only those who sell iron to send their sons to school. How can there be those who sell iron to send their daughters to school?
She looked at Lu Li with her eyes and felt that what this little girl said was not entirely true.
Her aunt looks down upon her.
…
However, if you don't look down on it, you can't look down on it. The main problem still needs to be solved.
I'm afraid that if something happens to this student out of his mind, the school will be in serious trouble.
Therefore, Auntie didn't say anything more.
In this way, this matter is over, and Lu Li will naturally have to prepare to review and take the make-up exam.
Now I'm still thinking about it. Now that I can earn money by writing, I can still push for poverty subsidies. Otherwise, if I eat as much meat as I did in high school, people will laugh at me for pretending to be poor... That's really uncomfortable.
She never wants to live that kind of life again.120
She wants to freely control her life.
…
As soon as the dormitory aunt closed the dormitory door, she received a call from her son.
"...Have you rested yet?"
"Are we, Nannan, good?"
"Oh, I'll take the evening off and let's go to Jude for a meal together."
"It's okay, the teacher on the third floor can help me watch..."
"Tell me, it's not like your family doesn't have money, you have to take the train... Look, it's made our Nan Nan sick..."
Muttering, her mood suddenly improved, and she didn't care about the little girl's thoughts at all.
…
There are no big classes on the first day of school. The main thing is to get everyone back into the state of study.
At this moment, Ding Wei was sitting in the large classroom, and the girls around her quickly gathered around.
During the holidays, the story of "Rebirth: Misplaced Life" has been serialized. Now that the girls have read the finale, they all feel a little disappointed.
"Although Mingyu himself is very powerful and has gained happiness through his own efforts, I still feel uneasy..."
As they said these words, they couldn't help but ask Ding Wei.
"Ding Wei, what will be serialized next? Will it be the second part of Mingyu?"
Ding Wei did not expect that the 320,000-word story would be serialized so quickly.
However, if you think about it, 90,000 words a month is about the same.
She smiled and said:
"The new story this time is called Swap Life. It tells the story of an immortal cultivator who can fly to the sky and escape from the earth and control a flying sword, and accidentally time travels to a poor little boy..."
