The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 212 Essay Contest
"...Well, thank you teacher for your kindness. Recently, I have been under a lot of pressure from studying recently. I can't eat enough to sleep and I can't sleep well. I still think about it all day long, and my inspiration is a bit of a bottleneck. Otherwise...you will think about others?"

Yue Yue rejected it without even thinking about it. Ever since she was a child, what she disliked the most was going to various competitions. It was like showing off skills, and the certificates she got couldn’t be thrown away, which added rubbish to the trash can at home. .

More importantly, she was tortured by Lu Jingyun to the point of losing her bones, so how could she even think about writing essays? This Chinese teacher is quite strange, why didn't she go to his class representative?
"Oh~ that's it, the body is the most important thing, don't get tired, alas, your children now only know how to study every day, and don't pay attention to their health at all, leaving behind a bunch of minor problems.

The teacher just saw that you had to lie down on the book when you were reading in class, which is very bad for your eyes, so you must pay attention next time, otherwise the teacher will wear reading glasses, and you will wear nearsighted glasses..."

I am most afraid of the nagging of the elderly, and the urging of the Chinese teacher~
The Chinese teacher was teaching patiently, but the moon was about to explode. Now she just wants to find a place where there is no one to cry, okay?
After chatting for 5 minutes, just when Yue Yue's ears were about to grow calluses, she couldn't help blurting out what was in her heart, "I was sleeping!"

After the words fell, the Chinese teacher was stunned.

"..."

In the air, it was as quiet as a row of black crows flying overhead, and even the air current carried a bit of embarrassment.

The students coming and going in the corridor looked at the moon like a school bully. This moon, relying on his good grades, did whatever he wanted.

Yue Yue wanted to slap her mouth very much at this moment, she might really be out of order after being bullied by Lu Jingyun.

The little girl was about to apologize, but she didn't want to, when a burst of sincere reproach came from above her head.

"That's even worse, now that summer and autumn are changing, sleeping on the table is the easiest way to catch a cold!"

"..."

After a long time, the moon slowly raised his head, and looked at the teacher's eyes of "deep love, deep hatred" as if seeing the light of the Holy Father, teacher... are you serious?Still confused.

"Hurry up and go back to work, the corridor is windy, don't freeze."

The teacher looked at her fragile body worriedly, sighed, and patted her on the shoulder.

This child is really, why is he always wearing some thin clothes, I don't know if he wears long johns, the little granddaughter bought a lot last time, so I should bring some for her next time.

The corner of Yue Yue's mouth twitched, and she nodded. She felt that the Chinese teacher might be secretly looking at Brain King Laurel behind her back. This fan filter is thick.

The teacher looked at the figure of the moon, shook his head kindly, and murmured, "Then Mianfeng will only go to one Lu Jingyun this time, and the runner-up and third runner-up will go to other schools."

"..."

"?"

"!"

As soon as the Chinese teacher took two steps, he felt blocked by a powerful force behind him.

Turning his face again, he saw that classmate Yue who was listless, half-dead, and devastated just now was slapping his chest with vigor, energy, and grandeur.

"Teacher, I've changed my mind, go!"

"But……"

"The body is not important, the most important thing is to win glory for Mianfeng!"

"but……"

"Inspiration is like water in a sponge, there will always be a squeeze."

"That……"

"Teacher, why are you still hesitating? I can write two essays at the same time, and try to bring you back both the runner-up and the third runner-up!"

"All right!"

The Chinese teacher was deeply moved by her mentally disabled spirit and her spirit of winning glory for the school. She nodded with great satisfaction and moved towards the class of brain-dead fans.

　There are still three chapters at zero o'clock, so let's just make do with it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)