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The little mouse was jumping up and down in Xiaomi's palm. Xiaomi was having fun playing until he felt a pain in the top of his head. Then he realized that he was being watched by the teacher. He stood up timidly, pouted and started Come out with a slightly aggrieved look.

This is the little girl's trump card. Xiaomi's way of acting like a baby has already allowed her to get away with many punishments.

But this time, it was obviously useless, the classroom was quiet, and the eyes swished on Xiaomi.

Xiaomi choked up a few times, and then realized that his method of pretending to be wronged was not working, and immediately changed his strategy, voluntarily admitting his mistake and said: "I'm sorry, teacher, I was distracted just now, can you repeat the question just now?"

The mathematics teacher is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He has been teaching and researching elementary school mathematics for more than 20 years. In the past 20 years, I have seen many wonderful students, but this is the first time I have seen Xiaomi who directly admits mistakes. And asked himself to repeat the topic, he was stunned, and then said: "Okay, listen carefully, the topic is like this, mice eat cats, is this a possible event, a certain event, or an impossible event ,"

The topic is actually not difficult. Every time the class reaches this section, the math teacher does not worry about any problems in mathematics, but the Chinese language and characters are too broad and profound. Students may not be able to fully understand it.

Just now he was temporarily playing the role of a language teacher, analyzing the meanings and differences of these words.

Xiaomi lowered his head, as if he was meditating for a while, but actually secretly stuffed a little mouse that almost jumped out of the desk back into the desk.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand the question clearly, just talk nonsense. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you answer it wrong, it doesn't matter, Xiaomi has always dared to admit this.

Xiaomi didn't expect it to be such a simple question, and he really thought about it a bit too much. Could it be that the teacher didn't pay attention to something profound and deliberately took such a simple question to embarrass himself.

After thinking about it randomly, Xiaomi said with a smile: "Teacher, I know that mice eat cats, this is a possible event,"

The clear and clear voice like a copper bell brought the teacher's sullen eyes and the students giggled.

"Nonsense," the math teacher said with a stern face, "What is possible? If you don't listen carefully, you know what a possible event is. Mice eat cats. It's like the sun rising from the west. How could it happen?"

Xiaomi said: "That's the 'how is it possible' event,"

"..."

The teacher was angry, and the students laughed unabashedly.

The teacher waved his hand and said, "Sit down quickly, you, listen carefully, or you will not know anything when doing the questions. I will say it again. This is an 'impossible event', which means that this kind of thing is absolutely impossible." It can’t happen, cats and mice, they are natural enemies, cats catch mice, it’s only natural, read more books when you have time, don’t always watch Tom and Jerry, cartoons confuse your correct thinking up,"

Xiaomi murmured, "No, teacher... it's possible for mice to eat cats,"

"What nonsense?" The teacher heard this sentence clearly, pointed at Xiaomi and said, "You, come to my office after class, it's getting more and more outrageous, nonsense, nonsense,"

At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Due to Xiaomi's interruption, three quarters of a class was taught, and the remaining quarter was not finished.

The math teacher waved his sleeve, turned and left.

The students all looked like they were only eleven or twelve years old. As soon as the teacher walked on the front foot, he roared and booed with the back foot.

A few boys even ran up to Xiaomi, making grimaces nonstop: "Hoho, I'll be punished, the teacher told me to go to the office..."

Xiaomi rolled his eyes, and suddenly took out the two little white mice from the desk, and was about to throw them out to scare the booing boys.

In the past, boys used snakes and frogs to scare girls. Now Xiaomi is going to scare these boys with a little mouse, but it doesn't hurt much.

At this moment, a slightly old voice came from the direction of the classroom door.

The old man had a white beard and was wearing a gray and slightly old Chinese tunic suit. He was clearly the old man in the school's reception room.

"Mi Lier... little student Mi Lier, I have a letter from you,"

Xiaomi was stunned for a moment. Everyone has been in touch with mobile phones or QQ these days, and writing letters has become more and more rare.

And she doesn't know of any friends she needs to contact by letter.

Except for the classmates in the class, only Xiao Yu and Gan Tiantian walked closest to Xiaomi.

No matter who it is, it is not like the Lord who can write a letter to himself.

Sure enough, before Xiaomi could reply, a boy had already roared with laughter: "Which old antique is this, and you still use such an old method of writing letters... Oh, it can't be a love letter written by some boy,"

Boys and girls in the fifth grade still don’t know what the true meaning of love letters is, but children nowadays are very precocious, and they have started to match randomly since the first and second grades, “So and so are a couple” This kind of language is one of the games that children never get tired of.

The boy also tried to jump over to snatch the letter from the hand of the old man in the reception room, but the old man gave him a stare and shrank back in fright.

Xiaomi took the two little mice and carefully put them back into the desk, and said, "Be good, you two, I'll be right back when I go."

The two little mice seemed to understand what Xiaomi said, and crawled into a corner of the desk, shivering and huddled together, covering their eyes with their furry little paws, Xiaomi couldn't help laughing up.

After receiving the letter from the old man, the address of the sender was not written on the envelope. Xiaomi didn't care. She put the letter in her schoolbag and prepared to take it back to read again. She has more important things now. I have to do things, I have to go to the math teacher's office to be scolded.

Who knew that after Xiaomi received the letter, he turned around and walked back to his seat, only to find that the two boys had already pulled out the little mouse from his desk and held it in their hands for a long time.

The body of the little white mouse pinched by the two boys deformed strangely and made a painful squeaking sound.

Another boy squeezed the little mouse's mouth open, and the other boy stuffed the tail of another little white mouse into the mouth of the first little mouse very cooperatively.

The two little mice shouted more happily, and the students also laughed.

In the science class, there were many mice, and the students did not feel any fear of it.

"Let's dissect it,"

"kill them,"

"It's disgusting, throw it away quickly,"

The students talked a lot, and the boys surrounded them, while the girls hid far away.

Xiaomi stomped his feet angrily, broke away from the encirclement of the boys, and rushed in to fight the two boys who were holding his little white mouse: "Let go of my little white mouse, you guys are so annoying,"

A few boys gathered around, looked at Xiaomi with a haha ​​laugh, and abruptly isolated Xiaomi from the small circle.

A boy imitated Xiaomi's way of speaking and said: "I hate it... just don't give it to you, we haven't played enough yet, Li Dapeng, give it to me to play with,"

No matter how angry Xiaomi was, he was no match for this group of boys. Not only was he isolated outside, but he was even teased.

Xiaomi's heart suddenly became angry, and he stomped his feet and said, "Give it back to me, give it back to me quickly..."

The tears in the eye sockets kept swirling, almost falling down.

The more Xiaomi behaved like this, the more complacent those little boys were. The children in the fourth and fifth grades regarded being able to make a girl cry as a very big deal.

"Just don't give it to you, you bite me," the boy named Li Dapeng said to Xiaomi while shaking his head while smiling triumphantly.

"You forced me to do this..." Xiaomi's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "One last time, let it go or not,"

Li Dapeng was taken aback by Xiaomi's fierce eyes, but as a boy, how could he be frightened by Xiaomi like this.

So Li Dapeng held the little mouse and put it behind him, shook his head and said, "Don't let it go, just don't let it go... Come and snatch it if you have the ability."

Xiaomi said seriously: "You can't blame me, you asked for it yourself."

Under the surprised gazes of a group of elementary school students, Xiaomi blew his fingers and whistled sharply. You know, there are not many little girls who can whistle, and even fewer can whistle so loudly.

And the whistle came out of Xiaomi's mouth, with several key changes in the middle, it didn't sound like a whistle, but more like a communication signal.

The boys laughed loudly: "Is this what you are good at, we can whistle too,"

Before he finished speaking, he heard that Li Dapeng yelled, and squatted down covering his face: "My nose..."

"What's the matter, what's the matter," several boys gathered around.

Blood flowed out from between Li Dapeng's fingers, a little mouse jumped up, bit Li Dapeng's nose, and ran to Xiaomi's side like a joy, the other little mouse didn't know where the strength came from, Immediately afterwards, he sprang up and bit Li Dapeng's ear.

The two little mice finally returned to Xiaomi's palm.

When the math teacher walked into the classroom, he saw a group of panicked students and Li Dapeng whose face was covered in blood.

……

After finally understanding what happened, the math teacher pointed to Xiaomi and said, "You, Mi Lier, call the parents."

……

Xiao Yu's cell phone rang just when Bai Zhanji pointed out that the girl in the picture must be Nan Murong.

It's Xiaomi's call.