But this is also the dark star's own business, and Jian Luo can't say anything.
There was a child next to their table, who should be Jian Sheng's good friend. He was pasting paper by himself, and he couldn't do it for a long time.
Jian Sheng said to Jian Luo: "Brother, I'll teach him."
Jane had no objection: "You go."
Jian Luo is very happy with the fact that her younger brother has friends. Children just want to play.
Jian Sheng went over to teach for a while, apparently planning to bring his good friend a piece of origami, but unfortunately he was inexperienced and couldn't even cut paper, so he had to look back and ask Jian Luo for help.
Jian Luo understood, stood up and walked over: "What's wrong?"
Jian Sheng held up the paper and said to Jian Luo: "Why can't the stars of the paper I cut stack up."
This is a non-standard long paper, and it is relatively soft. Jian Luo probably understood what the problem was after looking at it. He bent down and sat beside the two children, helping to correct the size of the paper. While saying: "Generally, you should not use too soft paper for folding paper, otherwise it will not be easy to fold, and stars generally have long strips, so they should not be too wide, otherwise it will be difficult to fold."
Dark Star's children are a bit unnatural when they are approached by adults.
Jian Luo noticed it, and he took the initiative to move a little further, and then put the stacked stars on the table: "Well, that's it."
When choosing the paper, I specially chose a piece of golden paper. The little stars that are folded out are also golden, shining brightly in the light, which is very beautiful. The little stars stand on the table, and children like this kind of rare thing.
Jian Sheng opened his mouth wide, and said curiously, "It's pretty."
His friend looked like a taciturn boy, and when he saw the stars, he whispered, "It's pretty."
Jian Luo is also very satisfied: "Isn't it, it's very beautiful!"
Both children nodded, but it was very difficult to learn. Fortunately, Jian Luo was very patient and willing to explain more to the children.
They sat at the front of the classroom, and naturally some parents noticed at the back. Everyone was at work every day, so how could they do these handicrafts, but as soon as they saw Jane doing a lot of things, they made a handicraft, so much trouble. ah!
The first one who couldn't hold back was a dragon clan. The dragon clan was very sensitive to the breath of the dragon clan, so they were naturally very kind to Jian Luo.
"Sir?" A young lady from the dragon clan came over, bent over and smiled: "I see you seem to be doing handicrafts, can I learn too?"
Jian Luo also recognized the dragon clan, and he said decisively: "Okay!"
Miss Long's child is a boy with blond hair. She led the boy over and said, "I will bring Xiaokai to study together."
Jian Luo nodded, and praised casually: "Your son is so cute."
Miss Long came over with a chair and sat down, shaking her head: "No, Xiao Kai is not my son, but the child of my comrade-in-arms."
Jane was stunned.
"Ah, isn't your partner a dragon? You don't even know." The young lady smiled shyly: "Because my comrade-in-arms passed away, and he donated genes when he passed away. This is his replica, because the child He is relatively small, so he can be adopted, and I will be responsible for raising him."
Jane nodded thoughtfully.
They got together to do handicrafts, because there were colored paper, so the folded stars were colorful and beautiful.
There were other children in the classroom who were also attracted by the noise, and they would all hook their heads to look at it full of curiosity. Some children were more obvious and would come closer to look at it, while some were more restrained and just watched from a distance.
Jian Luo winked at Jian Sheng.
Jian Sheng understood in seconds, and he took the initiative to say to a classmate who was walking closer: "Do you want to come together?"
The child who was being questioned was stunned for a moment, hesitated in place, and fell into a tangle. He was obviously hesitating. On the one hand, it was because the other party was a human being, and on the other hand, it was because the stars seemed really beautiful.
Jian Sheng did not urge others.
After all, the picture of handmade things is a joy, and everyone is happy on their own.
Seeing that Su Liang was cutting ribbon paper, Jian Luo suddenly had an idea, walked up to Su Liang and sat down next to him: "Mom, I've seen how to cut window grilles in a book before, so I'll show you how to cut them."
Su Hao asked curiously, "Window grilles?"
"Um!"
Jian Luo recalled how to cut the window grilles during the Chinese New Year, filtered it several times in her heart, and then began to cut it out.
Fold the paper in half, and use scissors to start cutting the edges. It looks irregular, even bumpy, which is really unsightly, like a child playing.
Su Liang was also a little worried: "Luoluo..."
Jian Luo smiled reassuringly at her, and finally finished the work, he unfolded the paper-cut, specially selected red paper, cut out a very simple flower, picked up the window grille, and said to Su Liang: "How about it? "
This is a traditional Chinese paper-cutting technique. Jian Luo was born in a rural area, and his family had no money to buy Spring Festival couplets. During the New Year and festivals, they were all made of red paper.
Su Liang's eyes brightened slightly: "It's so beautiful!"
Jian Luo smiled and said: "There are still many ways to play."
Two people playing here naturally attracted the attention of others. Most of the children could maintain their resistance to the stars, but the magic of paper-cutting made many people unable to stand it.
Especially what Jian Luo likes most is innovation.
Slowly cutting flowers can no longer satisfy him, and he started cutting dragons and phoenixes. These are the families of several great nobles and many children.
The kids couldn't take it anymore.
Whether he is human or not, this is really fun!
"Squad leader, can I learn to cut phoenixes?"
"I want to cut flowers."
"This dragon is so handsome..."
The exclusion of human beings is relatively shallow for children. Children in their teens do not have so much worldly heart, so they will come to watch it if they think it is fun.
When the head teacher came over, he saw the lively scene in the classroom, which was a scene he hadn’t seen for a long time. In previous years, the parents’ meeting was completely silent, not to mention the parents’ meeting, even in the usual big recess, there were not many children. It will be so lively to gather and play together.
I still remember the last time it was so lively, when Jian Sheng transferred to another school, he gave everyone potato cakes from home. This is the first human child in this school.
He is warm, generous and positive.
Human beings are like a flame, illuminating the stagnant water in the entire class.
So at that time, the head teacher chose Jian Sheng to be the monitor. This child showed a surprising sense of responsibility and ability, refreshing his inherent impression of human beings.
"Well, is everyone's handwork done?" The head teacher coughed lightly: "If you've done it, hand it in, and we'll use it for grading."
The paper-cuts and little stars are colorful and beautiful, and the children all held them over.
Jian Luo casually asked the younger brother: "What kind of score?"
"Oh, our school will hold a joint sports meeting with other schools soon, and then there will be grades, and only classes with high scores can participate in sports events." Jian Sheng explained to him: "There are many points in the content of the grades, and the performance of this parent meeting is also considered one. project."
Jian Luo seemed to understand: "Then... What kind of score did you pass?"
Jian Sheng is also very patient with his brother: "Just vote. For example, didn't we just do handicrafts? There are votes on the school intranet. The class or individual with the highest votes can participate in the sports meeting."
Jian Luo propped her chin: "Is it so important to participate in the sports meeting or not?"
Jian Sheng was taken aback, first he looked at Jian Luo in surprise, after all, everyone who went to school knew this kind of thing, but found that Jian Luo really didn't understand, so he explained thoughtfully: "Well, it's very important, graduates Sometimes these things are bonus points, and the school may assign good jobs because of it.”
so good.
Jian Luo suddenly became interested: "Then how many votes do you have, I will vote for you."
Jian Sheng was a little embarrassed, so he opened the link on the intranet and showed it to Jian Luo: "I have 13 votes now."
The rankings of the votes on the website are different, and their handicrafts are also online. Jian Sheng belongs to the one with very few votes. There are already many real-time comments below:
"It looks good, why is it a human being?"
"It's not bad, is it made by humans?"
Of course, there are also some friendly ones:
"It's so beautiful, so beautiful."
"Your class's handwork this time is really good."
Looking at his brother's poor number of votes, Jian Luo turned over a few pages of other people, and quickly found something suspicious, pointing to a person on the list: "This person only has 5 votes, why is he ranked so high? "
There are a total of 1,000 pages. Jian Sheng and his class are on 800 pages. This one with only 5 votes actually floats on 500 pages. Is this scientific
Jian Sheng hooked his head and explained obediently: "Looking at the weight of the voting account, Dark Star's account is divided into grades, ABCD four grades, and the household registration grade of the great nobles is SSR. Although this classmate only has 6 votes, he has an SSR." Relatives voted."
Jane clicked on that classmate's work column, and found that it was a very perfunctory blank sheet of paper.
In comparison, the children in their class worked so hard to cut paper and fold stars by themselves, and they were surpassed just because the nobles gave them likes
Jian Sheng comforted Jian Luo: "Brother, it's okay, I'm used to this kind of unfair weight, and our class is also used to it."
The grade division of Dark Star is very strict, and the classes are also divided into grades. Jian Sheng's class is the lowest class F.
And the better the class, the more relatives and friends with high account weight, so basically, class F will be crushed without hard work.
The class teacher said: "Our ranking is very high this time, and we may hope to participate in the sports meeting!"
Jane looked up.
On the big screen is the rising score. After paper-cutting and origami went online, they were quickly seen by many people, and their rankings are rising.
Jian Sheng also laughed: "We are 700th, and we will have the opportunity to participate in the sports meeting if we rank in the top 300th."
Jian Luo comforted him: "Yes, yes."
With children standing by:
"There is no way we will have the opportunity to participate in the sports meeting."
"Yes, classes above D will not give us a chance."
"yes."
If she didn't come to school, Jian Luo would not know that there are so many twists and turns.
The head teacher said on the stage: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, we are going to have a meeting."
The children looked at each other and went back to sit down.
Next came the formal stage of the parent meeting. The class teacher briefly summarized the last semester, and then talked about the daily life of the students. During the speech, the ranking kept changing, and finally squeezed into the top 400.
Jian Sheng's eyes lit up: "We have 200 votes."
Originally, the children didn't report their hopes, but the ranking increase was too big, which inexplicably gave hope to many people, and several parents were also happy. Just when the parent meeting was about to end, the rankings on the screen began to change again. .
Class F was squeezed out with 80 votes.
Regarding the weighting issue, some noble accounts voted.
…
The whole class fell silent.
Jane sat on the chair, propped her chin and pondered for a while: "It's time to register for a household registration..."
These days, who is not a related household.
The author has something to say: Lu Shifeng: "It's finally me."