Zhuo Ting was stunned.
What is her brother doing? !
"Tingting, you can't tell your aunt, you know?" Zhuo Shao gave his sister a gentle smile.
Zhuo Ting nodded stupidly and suddenly said, "Brother, you look so good when you smile."
"Really? Then I'll smile more in the future." Zhuo Shao said with a smile, at this age in his last life, he always looked like someone owed him money, very indifferent, but he can smile more in the future.
Zhuo Shao ate and washed the dishes, and then sent Zhuo Ting to study.
Zhuo Ting's primary school is not far from the junior high school, but she has to take a detour. When she walked past, Zhuo Shao asked a few things about Zhuo Ting's life, and Zhuo Ting answered them obediently.
She was cheerful, her answers were normal, and it was obvious that she had not been hurt yet, and Zhuo Shao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But even if he was relieved, he had to find a way to take Zhuo Ting away from his uncle's house as soon as possible.
He and Zhuo Ting have a place to live. A few years ago, his parents spent 50,000 yuan to build a beautiful two-story villa in the countryside, but the house is now in the hands of his uncle and has been rented out. , If he wanted to move in, he would have to tear himself apart with the uncle's family, and he had to have money before he could open fire on his own.
It's not something that can be done in an hour and a half, now... He's going to school.
Zhuo Shao was late again.
The head teacher, Mr. Yang, was already sitting on the podium. When he saw Zhuo Shao calling the report at the door, he immediately frowned and stood up: "Zhuo Shao, come with me outside."
Zhuo Shao followed Teacher Yang to the corridor.
"Zhuo Shao, what's the matter with you recently?" Teacher Yang asked with a frown, "You can't rely on your intelligence, so you don't study hard, don't do your homework well... Are you going to play games?"
"I didn't." There was a similar conversation in his previous life. At that time, Zhuo Shao also immediately rejected it, but being suspected still made him uncomfortable.
"You are now in the third year of junior high, and you should focus on your studies. The students in your class are not going home for lunch now. You can go home for dinner, but coming to school so late every day will not only waste your lunch break, but will also disturb you. Classmates study!" Teacher Yang was a little stern: "Tell your parents that you will eat at school in the future, and don't go out at noon!"
"Mr. Yang, I don't have money to eat at school." Zhuo Shao said.
Indeed, most of the students in their class, in order not to waste time, eat their meals at school in the third year of junior high school.
Beimen Junior High School is the best junior high school in the county. The food is very good. Each meal is divided into one meat and one vegetarian meal. The meat dishes are usually chicken thighs, pork ribs and braised pork, so parents are willing to pay some money to let their children stay in school. eat.
But where does he have the money
"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I have to wash the dishes and clothes at noon today. I'm late. Tomorrow I will definitely wash my clothes in the morning." Zhuo Shao added, he didn't wash clothes today, but he was indeed asked to do it at noon before. do the laundry.
"Washing dishes and clothes?" Teacher Yang looked at Zhuo Shao in surprise. Now they are all only children. Many parents he knows just want to feed their children's mouths... Zhuo Shao actually wants to wash dishes and clothes
He has been in this class since the first day of junior high. He had met Zhuo Shao's parents before, obviously it shouldn't be like this.
Zhuo Shao lowered his head and said nothing.
"Your parents let you work? You are now in the third year of junior high school, and the most important thing is to study..."
"Mr. Yang, my parents passed away last year." Zhuo Shao said with his head lowered, his voice trembling deliberately.
In his last life, he didn't want to be sympathetic to others, and he didn't want to let his classmates know how hard he lived. Even if he didn't have enough to eat, he wouldn't show it at all, but that was actually quite stupid.
Teacher Yang always felt that Zhuo Shao's grades were declining, he was always late, and his homework became more and more sloppy. It was because he was addicted to playing games or having a puppy love. Who do you live with now?"
"I live with my uncle and aunt." Zhuo Shao said again.
"What's the address? Teacher is going to visit tonight." Teacher Yang said solemnly and looked at Zhuo Shao again. Only then did he realize that the child had lost a lot of weight, his hair was too long, and he was still sweating. came to school.
Before, he thought that Zhuo Shao didn't cut his hair and was late, etc., because he was rebellious, because he was playing games outside, but now think about it... Is he actually nobody cares
Zhuo Shao said the address, and Teacher Yang let him go back to the classroom.
Zhuo Shao went back with his head lowered. At this time, the lunch break prescribed by Teacher Yang had passed, and the classroom was not as quiet as before. Everyone was waiting for the first class. Attend class.
When Zhuo Shao walked into the classroom, he felt that many students were whispering to him. He didn't take it seriously and sat quietly in his seat.
"Zhuo... Zhuo Shao, teacher he... He criticized you?" The fat man at the same table looked at Zhuo Shao worriedly and said stutteringly.
"It's okay." Zhuo Shao smiled at the little fat man.
He had a good impression of this little fat man. After being served by him in the morning, he had the idea of accepting him as a younger brother, and he believed that this person would definitely not refuse.
Facing Zhuo Shao's smile, the little fat man blushed and quickly turned his eyes away. After a while, he took out a vacuum-packed chicken leg from his schoolbag and gave it to Zhuo Shao: "You... do you want to eat it?"
Although Zhuo Shao ate an extra piece of meat at noon, he was not full at all. After thinking about it, he accepted the chicken thigh.
He was very impressed with this brand of chicken drumsticks. He remembered that the little fat man always ate this in his previous life. He was very jealous, and then he saw that this person was not pleasing...
Seeing that Zhuo Shao received the chicken thigh, the little fat man was very happy, then took out another bottle of drink, and asked hopefully, "You... do you want... drink juice? Well, this is delicious."
"No." Zhuo Shao refused the juice.
The little fat man unscrewed the bottle of juice in frustration and planned to drink it himself.
Zhuo Shao frowned upon seeing this.
This little fat man's eating habits are really unhealthy. It's either snacks or drinks, which is not good for the body.
Zhuo Shao is not a nosy person, but thinking that if it wasn't for this person's money in his previous life, he would be hungry, and he just took this person's chicken legs, so he said more: "Drinking drinks is not good for the body. it is good."
"Oh." The little fat man hurriedly screwed back the lid of the drink: "Then... Then I won't drink it."
Zhuo Shao was prepared for this person to not take his own words seriously. This little fat man drinks his beverages as water every day, how could he possibly change after listening to his words
However... this person really stopped drinking.
Zhuo Shao looked at his tablemate in surprise.
When Liang Chen was looked at by Zhuo Shao, he was a little at a loss, and quickly added: "I, I won't drink anymore." If Zhuo Shao doesn't like his drink, he won't drink it.
"That's not necessary, just drink less, and eat less snacks, it will make you fat, and these things are not good for the stomach." Zhuo Shao said. After speaking, his voice changed a bit.
Liang Xin likes to eat snacks, especially meat such as chicken wings and duck necks. When he first followed Liang Xin, he thought Liang Xin's habit was cute, and he even bought snacks and secretly put them in the cabinet of Liang Xin's office.
But then...
After the stomach cancer was detected, Liang Xin never ate snacks, but it was too late by then.
There was something wrong with Zhuo Shao's expression, but Liang Chen didn't notice it, his mind was all about "getting fat".
Does Zhuo Shao think he is fat and ugly
He must eat less in the future... But if he doesn't eat these, what else will he eat
Liang Chen's brows wrinkled slightly, and at this moment, the class bell rang.
This class is an ideological and political class.
When they were in the first year of junior high school, the school said that they lacked a political teacher, and all ideological and political classes were arranged as other classes. In the second year of junior high school, there were two political classes a week, and only one class was always taught. But now in the third year of junior high school, politics The class has started.
After all... the high school entrance examination is still to be taken.
Considering that as long as you memorize this class, you will definitely pass the test, so the school simply let them take the three-year class together in the third year of junior high school.
The political teacher didn't even focus on the key points. He had already sorted out the content of the test, printed it out and distributed it to each classmate, and now asked them to take out the materials and explain it to them.
Zhuo Shao listened very carefully, while listening and reciting, Liang Chen, who was sitting next to him, was absent-minded.
Liang Chen opened his stationery box and adjusted the angle.
There is a mirror behind the lid of his stationery box, and after adjusting the angle, he can see Zhuo Shao in the mirror.
Zhuo Shao is so pretty...
Liang Chen glanced at him happily, thinking that Zhuo Shao had spoken to him today, and was amused for a while.
He was really very happy today.
Zhuo Shao has been listening to the class, and he didn't notice the mystery on the stationery box at the same table.
In the afternoon, the first session was a political class, and the second session was an art class. Since the art teacher “had something” and was not in class, it was no surprise that it was changed to self-study.
In the morning, the girl with ponytails who took everyone to read English sat on the podium with the homework book, supervising everyone to study by themselves.
Zhuo Shao still needs self-study courses. He took out the textbook and read it, and by the way, he did the topic assigned by the teacher in the morning.
The subject... is quite difficult.
In his previous life, his grades had dropped at this time, but the drop was mainly in English and Chinese, and math was still very good, after all, he had a smart brain.
But now... he can't do the math.
Zhuo Shao can't do it, but his little fat man at the same table can do it quite fast.
"Lend me your math homework." Zhuo Shao said.
Liang Chen looked at Zhuo Shao in surprise, Zhuo Shao... He even borrowed a workbook from him? !
What does Zhuo Shao want his workbook for? Liang Chen was very strange, and at the same time subconsciously, he gave the workbook to Zhuo Shao, and after giving it, he regretted it again.
His handwriting is too sloppy... If I had known that Zhuo Shao would read his workbook earlier, he would have written it well.
Zhuo Shao also felt that Fatty's words were too scribbled and ugly, like a dog crawling.
He has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and he can write well, and Liang Xin's calligraphy is also very beautiful...
Zhuo Shaolong quickly copied the math homework, and then borrowed the language homework to copy.
Liang Chen was already stunned.
He hadn't done his English homework yet, so he hurriedly did it.
He wrote carefully and wrote every letter very beautifully, but Zhuo Shao didn't borrow English homework from him until after school...