698. There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded by 15
However, Xiong Wazi is a real bear.
After falling asleep in class, Zhen Shan shook Xiong Wazi awake for the umpteenth time and whispered: "Classmate Xiaohua, you can't sleep in class."
At first, Hua Sixue was very annoyed to be woken up by someone, but gradually he thought Zhen Shan was rocking his cradle and turned around to continue sleeping.
Empress: "..."
Did this guy go to the disco tonight?
Or is he the reincarnation of a pig?
Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep every day!
Zhen Shan raised his eyebrows. The empress did not believe that she could not cure you.
mock up!
She raised her hand and poked his back.
Hua Sixue jumped up in pain, "Zhenshan, are you crazy?"
"Is there any problem, Xiaoxue-san?"
The math teacher on the podium came down, pushed up his glasses, and asked with a straight face.
Hua SiXue glared at Zhen Shan.
Zhen Shan looked at him innocently.
Hua Xixue gritted her teeth, "It's okay."
"Just sit still if you have nothing to do. You understand what the teacher said, but it doesn't mean that other students will do the same. Don't let yourself affect everyone. Do you understand?"
Hua Xixue gritted her teeth and said, "I know."
"Sit down."
Hua SiXue glared at Zhen Shan. It was not that he didn't want to complain to the teacher. However, every time in the past, he was the one who was wrong in the end.
The teacher cannot pass the exam at all.
In the teacher's eyes, she is a good girl who never makes mistakes, but in contrast to him...
Hua Sixue regretted it a little. If she had known that he was pretending, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage every time he fights with her now.
The young master is so angry with him!
After class, Zhen Shan began to sort out the math homework from the previous class, and no one in the class handed it in.
You know who it is without asking.
Zhen Shan turned around and said, "Classmate Xiaohua, where is your homework?"
"I still have to do homework for that kind of mentally retarded knowledge? It's a waste of time," the naughty kid said as if he was worth 2,500,000 yuan.
"Knowledge point for mentally retarded people?" Zhen Shan's lips twitched.
Hua SiXue glanced at her, "Isn't it? What is the value of one plus one? What about the kindergarten homework?"
"Classmate Xiaohua, there was no such question in yesterday's homework."
"Isn't that almost the same?"
"Xiaohua-san, do you think you are mentally retarded?"
"Isn't it?"
"But isn't Xiaohua classmate sitting here and learning these things with everyone?"
The family environment in which Hua Sixue had grown up was very familiar with those words, so she could tell that Zhen Shan was sarcastically saying that he was also mentally retarded.
But he couldn't refute it. He was indeed sitting in this classroom with the others, and he was also learning the mentally retarded knowledge he mentioned.
Hua Sixue turned blue with anger, "I just don't want to do my homework, so what?"
"Then Xiaohua, do you want me to help you write it?"
"Who asked you to write for me... No, you are so kind? What do you want to do?"
"I didn't do anything. Didn't the teacher say that classmates should help each other?"
Huasixue: "..."
God helps each other!
"Do you really want to write it for me?"
Zhen Shan smiled sweetly and nodded.
Hua SiXue picked up her homework book unceremoniously and threw it on her desk, "Let's write."
He didn't believe she could write.
Zhen Shan took the exercise book, picked up the pen, and started writing.
Huasixue: "..."
"Hey, did you hit your head today?"
"No, did Xiaohua-san hit him?"
Hua Xixue twitched the corner of her mouth and glared at her.
He wanted to see what tricks she wanted to do. With this idea in mind, Hua Sixue stared at Zhen Shan to help her with her homework.
However, Zhen Shanzhen wrote neatly and did not do anything in the homework book.
Nothing was wrong until she finished her homework and took it to the teacher.
Hua Sixue was confused, was she really helping him with his homework?
Why don't you believe it so much?
After school, as soon as Hua Sixue put away her schoolbag, the math teacher stood at the door blocking him.
His right eyelid twitched, and he turned to look at Zhen Shan, "Did you say something when you gave your homework to the math teacher this morning?"
Zhen Shan nodded obediently.
Huasixue: "..."
"What did you say?"
Zhen Shan clapped his fingers and said, "It's nothing. I just told the teacher that Xiaohua said she was mentally retarded in her homework and didn't want to write it, so I'll write it for you."
Huasixue: "..."
"Zhen Shan! You did it on purpose!"
Zhen Shan blinked innocently, "The teacher said you should be an honest child."
"I...you..."
"Classmate Xiaoxue, come out and follow me to the office."
While the flowers were dancing like snow, the math teacher’s somewhat stereotyped voice came.
Zhen Shan kindly reminded: "Classmate Xiaoxue, the math teacher called you."
"...just wait!"
Hua SiXue glared at Zhen Shan fiercely, dragging her schoolbag with her like a fearless bear again.
Don't you just go to the office?
It’s not like he’s never been there before, so who’s afraid of whom?
Zhen Shan shook his head, Xiaohua, you are still too young.
You must know that their math teacher is a well-known serious and rigid teacher in the school. He teaches people in a precise and precise manner, without repeating words, and for an uncertain length of time, which is comparable to Tang Monk reciting sutras.
That classroom role model who never minded working overtime to teach his students to be obedient, not to mention the students in the lower grades, even the students in the sixth grade who were about to enter the youthful rebellious period were extremely afraid of him.
Flowers fell like snow on his hands. The more bearish he was, the more the math teacher would hold on to him and catch him talking about life every day to see if that bear kid would not be read out of his body.
Queer: "..."
Where is the sweet childhood sweetheart we promised you?
Why is there an endless cycle every day where the First God seeks death, the Empress teaches me a lesson, the First God continues to commit suicide, and the Empress continues to teach me a lesson?
Lord Chu Shen feels that he has not done enough in the past, so this time, should he start from a small level?
Queer is so desperate.
When the sky was almost completely dark, Hua Xiexue came out of the office with a dull face, like a zombie.
How come there is such a verbose teacher, and he is a man?
Even if they didn't agree with each other, they would tell him stories, quote scriptures, and almost recite to him all the rules for primary school students.
Also, will we continue tomorrow?
Chapter completed!