Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 6 Talent
"Why? Based on your nonsense, how did I eat snacks just now? You are at the same table as me, didn't you see?"

"I didn't see it." He said calmly, "Xiao Jiujiu, no matter what you do, it has nothing to do with me, don't yell here, I have to learn."

I was so angry that I changed my address, "Squad leader, why don't you look at me in the self-study class tomorrow, if I make small moves, you will write me down, if I don't, you can show me tomorrow's cadre notebook Look."

"That won't work. It doesn't matter to me whether you make small moves, but it's impossible for me to give you the list."

"No way, don't think that I don't know that you wrote mine, you just want to avenge me for throwing your book, right? A villain, not a man."

Lan Zhongwen was about to laugh angrily. After being wronged by others, he still justifiably asked him to help her?Not to mention the problem of helping, that is, as the squad leader, he can't let the list of tricks written by the cadres be published, otherwise he is not worthy of being the squad leader.

"You can say whatever you want, Xiao Jiujiu." Almost indifferent.

I gritted my teeth, and there was nothing I could do.

I had no choice but to read the book carefully every day, even if I couldn't understand it, I had to pretend to be intoxicated.But despite this, my name is still reported on the small action sheet every day.The other classmate, Xiao Honghua, won one prize, but I didn’t have one. The name was written under Lan Zhongwen. His was almost full, but mine was still empty.

There is no reason to add guilt, so I gave up on myself and started to draw compasses, cut erasers, eat snacks, do handicrafts, and various small movements took turns to give them some reasons. Don’t write and eat snacks every day, how monotonous it is.

Then without any accident, I was punished to stand every day.

Seeing me look like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and the tendency is getting worse, the head teacher finally couldn't sit still.She can't physically punish me every day. If my dad, who doesn't advocate corporal punishment, finds out, she won't be ruined without complaining.

In fact, it was very popular in education during this period to hit the board. Generally, if you do something wrong, you have to get a dozen or twenty strokes of the board, but the teacher dare not hit me, and can only tell me to stand as a punishment. The punishment will not leave scars and bruises. , As long as I don't say it, my parents won't know.

The teacher in charge called me to the office to talk, and it was nothing more than explaining the truth to me. I lowered my head, and she talked at length, with lengthy content, saying that I look very smart, not like a stupid child, why do I always have to do it? These things hurt the teacher's heart and so on...

Seeing that I didn't say a word when it was over, my beautiful eyes showed helplessness, so I stayed in the office to write the self-criticism and went to class by myself.

I'm sitting on the head teacher's desk and biting my pen, how do I write the review?What is the main review?
I couldn't figure it out, I propped my head in a daze in the office, my eyes rolled around, and suddenly I saw a blue coiled notebook exposed from under a stack of examination papers. With sharp eyes, I immediately recognized that this notebook was written by Lan Zhongwen. A book to record the small action list.

I flipped the exam papers, and sure enough, the cadres' list of tricks were all stacked under Lan Zhongwen's.

God help me too.

I reached out and opened Lan Zhongwen's book. The first page was blank, with only a date written on it. The same was true on the second page, and the same was true on the third and fourth pages. His entire book was blank, with only the date written on it. No one's name was written.

How can it be?

I frowned, and continued to look through the notebooks of other cadres. The cadres are basically right, they write when they have small actions, and they don’t write when they don’t. Only Dai Xue and Xin Xuan write my name every day. In the notebook, no matter if I made small moves or not, they put my name first every day.

I couldn't figure it out, and I was angry and wronged.

We used to go to school together, and I gave them candy every day, but I didn't expect them to treat me like this.Even if I don't deserve to be their friend, there's no need to reject me like this, right?
It wasn't until school was over that the class teacher walked into the office slowly, "Jiujiu, have you finished writing your self-criticism?"

I shook my head, "I don't know how to write a review."

The teacher in charge sighed, so she had to teach me how to write. She read and I wrote, and then she promised not to do it again, signed her name, and let me go back. Before leaving, she told me, "Stop playing around, and study hard. "

I reluctantly replied, "Got it."

I don’t know what the class teacher explained to Lan Zhongwen. As soon as the class bell rang, I was about to peel off the candies, but he snatched them away. He also took my schoolbag and took all the candies away. Eating in class will affect the students."

Ever since I knew about the list, I have smiled at him and lost all grievances. A young heart is so simple, it is possible to get angry because of a little thing, and it is also possible to resolve grievances over a little thing.

He didn't know that there was a slight change in my heart, he thought I would explode, and was ready to be scolded by me, but I just smiled, obedient and embarrassed, "Got it."

He looked puzzled.

I sent a big smiling face again, "You can take the snacks if you want, but you have to return the schoolbag, I have to get something."

He handed me the schoolbag dubiously, is it so easy?

I took out a picture book, Lan Zhongwen's face changed again, and he said gloomyly, "Xiao Jiujiu, you are so easy to change your nature, will you die if you don't do small tricks?"

"Hey, I have a drawing class today. I can't bring my own paintings? Did the drawing book offend you? So fierce?"

He suppressed his expression embarrassingly, turned his head away, and didn't bother to argue with me.

I didn't bother to make noise, so I took out the workbook and thought hard to solve the problems.

In less than 10 minutes, I couldn't sit still anymore. My mother said that I just had needles in my buttocks, and it was even more difficult for me to sit still.You're right, I'm just a rambunctious little monkey who can't stay idle.

Flipping through the picture book and looking at the previous paintings, I don’t know if the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it. She thinks that every picture she draws is particularly good, so she picks up a pencil and starts drawing on a whim.

Lan Zhongwen reckons that a dead pig like me who is not afraid of boiling water will have nothing to do. I am not afraid of being punished to stand for petty tricks. I am not afraid of stealing snacks in class. There are tens of thousands of Huahua intestines, no matter how you count them, you can't count them.

The atmosphere around me was very oppressive, I knew it was Lan Zhongwen who was staring at me, but I didn't care about him and just drew my own.

(End of this chapter)