When Chen Xiaopang went to school the next day, the children discovered that he had an extra tail on the back of his butt.
"Little Fatty! Who is she?"
A pretty little girl stood up and asked.
Chen Xiaopang didn't like to talk to her either. This little girl named Feng Meixin always pestered him, always wanting him to take her to play with him.
"What do you care about?" Chen Xiaopang said fiercely.
Feng Meixin snorted: "We are in a classroom. We can't just bring people in. The teacher will criticize you later."
The head teacher happened to walk in and saw them still standing next to the podium, so he called Zhao Ying to the podium.
"This is a new student in our class. She is relatively young. Everyone should help her." After the teacher finished speaking, he bent down and patted Zhao Ying on the head in a very gentle voice, "Come and say hello to everyone. !”
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Ying." Zhao Ying raised her head and whispered, then quickly lowered her head.
There were chaotic sounds from below, and Teacher Guo encouraged her: "It's okay, you will get familiar with it gradually. You know Chen Jinjin, so sit at the same table with him first!"
"..." Zhao Ying raised her head with a confused expression, "Who is the teacher Chen Jinjin?"
Teacher Guo was surprised: "Don't you live in his house? His mother also said that you are her goddaughter."
"..." Zhao Ying stared at the boss, and then said oh~~.
She sat down on her seat holding her schoolbag, and Fatty Chen asked fiercely: "What did the teacher just say to you?"
"I didn't say anything." Zhao Ying glanced at him slowly.
What I was thinking was, it turns out his name is Chen Jinjin, no wonder he has a bad temper. If I were called such an unpleasant name, I would cry every day, hey...
Chen Xiaopang always felt that something was wrong, but Zhao Ying had already started packing her schoolbag. She first put her schoolbag into the desk, then took out her pencil case and put it away, followed by books.
After everything was arranged, I took out the pencils and erasers, and placed each one neatly.
"..." Fatty Chen looked at his messy desk and opened his pencil case with a bang, which startled Zhao Ying.
Chen Xiaopang said harshly: "What are you looking at? Your arms are not allowed to cross the boundary."
"I didn't cross the line." Zhao Ying looked at it, "It didn't even cross my desk."
Chen Xiaopang glared at her: "Why do you talk so much? You didn't even speak at home yesterday."
"Because adults all like good and obedient children." Zhao Ying looked at Chen Xiaopang with a sullen expression, "Your father must beat you often, right?"
"How do you know?" Chen Xiaopang was furious, "Nonsense... nonsense! My dad won't beat me."
Zhao Ying blinked and wanted to say that she saw Uncle Chen beating you yesterday. She felt like someone was stabbing her from behind. When she turned around, she saw that it was the pretty little girl from before.
"You are not allowed to talk in early reading. My name is Feng Meixin and I am the monitor." The little girl said with an expression like "I am the monitor and you must listen to me."
Zhao Ying immediately covered her mouth and nodded, then turned around and opened the Chinese textbook. Fatty Chen snorted and turned to talk to the little boy next to him. After the morning reading, she went directly to the first Chinese class. The teacher wanted Zhao Ying to get used to the class faster, so she asked her to read the text.
"Mom comes home from get off work, Xiao Ming..." Zhao Ying spoke clearly and was not nervous at all. Suddenly she saw Fat Chen next to her secretly taking the pen from her pencil case.
Probably because he realized that she had seen it, Fatty Chen bared his teeth at her.
Zhao Ying was not affected by him and finished reading a paragraph of text. The teacher was satisfied and asked her to sit down.
"Chen Jinjin, please continue reading the next paragraph."
Chen Xiaopang:…
"If you read the text carefully tomorrow morning, I will tell you which paragraph it is." Zhao Ying whispered.
Fatty Chen was so angry that he didn't expect this ugly girl to be so courageous.
"Chen Jinjin, why don't you read?" Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the teacher added, "It's only Monday, are you going to deduct the little red flower?"
Chen Xiaopang suddenly thought of his father's words.
"Son, your teacher said that each child has five little red flowers a week. I don't ask too much of you. You don't have to make more, but don't have less, right? That's it! If you have more little red flowers, I will give you more pocket money. If the money is less...then don't blame me for being cruel."
Chen Xiaopang shivered and hurriedly lowered his head and called Zhao Ying: "Hurry up and tell me which paragraph I should read?"
"You can't talk in the morning reading from now on." Zhao Ying stared at the textbook and said.
"Okay, which part?" Chen Xiaopang gritted his teeth.
"Last paragraph."
The little red flower was saved, and hatred was forged.
"Little Fatty, do you know that new classmate?" After class, the children gathered in groups, and even Zhao Ying's desk was surrounded by two little girls.
Kang Liyang, Chen Xiaopang's good friend, held up a comic book and laughed: "Do you think her hair looks like this monster?"
"Let me see, let me see!"
The children rushed to see it, and then laughed and said it was really like it.
This is the story of a cosmic hero fighting against a bad monster. The monster in this issue has a black shell on his head, which looks like Zhao Ying’s thick bangs. Chen Xiaopang thought it looked like it after taking a look at it, and immediately felt that this ugly monster was not only unsightly, but also as evil as a monster!
Otherwise, why not tell yourself the text.
"She is a child from my mother's friend's family, and she lives in our house now." Chen Xiaopang rolled his eyes and said, "She looks weird, so don't play with her."
"Why does she want to live in your house?" a child asked.
"Because her parents don't want her." Chen Xiaopang lowered his voice and secretly glanced at Zhao Ying. Seeing that she wasn't paying attention, he said in an even lower voice, "Her mother went abroad and her father went far away. A place you can never come back to."
A precocious child thought for a moment: "That means death."
"I think so too." Fatty Chen nodded, "So she is just a poor child without a father and a mother."
One little boy looked very distressed: "She is so pitiful, will she cry if we don't play with her anymore?"
"No." Chen Xiaopang said nonsense, "When we came together in the morning, she said she didn't like our class at all. She liked the original school."
Kang Liyang was very angry: "Why don't you like our class? Our class is so good."
"How do I know?" Chen Xiaopang curled his lips. There was no reason for his nonsense.
Words spread quickly among children and can easily go bad. Soon these words spread in the class, and eventually it became known that Zhao Ying did not like their class and disliked her classmates for their poor grades...
"Hmph! I want to see how well she studies." Feng Meixin, as the monitor, was first in the first grade. Now some people say that she is not good at studying!
Originally, she was very unhappy when she heard that this new classmate was living in Chen Xiaopang's house. Her mother told her that the richest family in her class was Chen Xiaopang, and told her that she must make friends with Chen Xiaopang.
But Chen Xiaopang didn't pay much attention to her, but he also didn't pay attention to other female classmates. Feng Meixin didn't react at all, but now there was Zhao Ying... So under her influence, even the two little girls who talked to Zhao Ying at the beginning did not dare to play with her.
Zhao Ying didn't seem to care. Every day when she went back, Wang Cailian would ask her how school was, whether her classmates were good, and whether they bullied her.
"The school is very good, and the classmates in the class are also very good. They didn't bully me." Zhao Ying said this every time.
Gradually, Chen Xiaopang felt that she was a monster. No one was playing with her. Even when Feng Meixin collected her homework yesterday, she didn't accept it. The teacher thought she hadn't finished it and asked her by name during morning reading.
"I'm sorry, teacher, I forgot to hand it in." Zhao Ying sent the homework book to the podium.
The teacher flipped through it and saw that she had done it very well, neatly and with beautiful handwriting, so he laughed and said to pay attention next time.
"Why didn't you tell the teacher that the monitor confiscated it from you..." Chen Xiaopang asked in a low voice.
Zhao Ying groaned: "She may have forgotten, it doesn't matter."
Chen Xiaopang rolled his eyes: "She did it on purpose! She didn't accept your homework on purpose. She wanted the teacher to criticize you."
"Why did she do this?" Zhao Ying asked with a clueless expression, "I didn't quarrel with her."
"..." Because I said bad things about you, everyone dislikes you. Of course, Chen Xiaopang couldn't say that. He scratched his hair and turned his head to the other side irritably.
Not long after, he heard Zhao Ying reading the text in a low voice. He glanced at it secretly and found that it was a text he had not studied yet.
"Hey!" The little fat man couldn't stand his loneliness and touched his deskmate's arm, "We haven't learned what you're reading."
Zhao Ying nodded: "Well, I'll learn it myself."
"...Do you know all these words?" Chen Xiaopang glanced at the textbook.
"I know most of them."
I thought she would say that there was pinyin after class for something she didn’t recognize, but she actually said she knew it.
"I don't believe it!" Fatty Chen yelled, "Do you know all these words?"
Zhao Ying frowned: "I mean I know most of them."
"Then what's this word?" Chen Xiaopang pointed at it casually.
Zhao Ying read it out without thinking.
"what about this?"
"this!"
Chen Xiaopang was shocked when he discovered that Zhao Ying was not lying and actually knew those words. Sometimes he doesn't recognize the words he has learned, let alone the unfamiliar texts he has never learned.
He finally realized that what his parents said about Zhao Ying being smart was true.
"What would you say to your deskmate?" Kang Liyang asked when we went to pee together, "I thought I heard her say she knew a lot of words?"
Chen Xiaopang: "...No, she is bragging."
After saying that, my heart skipped a beat.
"Let me tell you!" Kang Liyang pulled up his pants, "Is she only five years old? Shouldn't five-year-old children be in kindergarten?"
I don’t know where it came from, but everyone knows that Zhao Ying is indeed younger than them, only five years old! No wonder it's so low.
Chen Xiaopang became angry: "Why do you keep asking her?"
"It's nothing!" Kang Liyang hadn't noticed anything was wrong with Chen Xiaopang, so he said, "Just after class, I heard Feng Meixin and the other girls said that they had to run in the physical education class tomorrow, and they were going to tell the teacher that Zhao Ying ran very fast. Let her lead the way.”
Can a five-year-old kid run faster than them? ? Fatty Chen's face turned dark.