Zhou Yuan didn't have a little red flower, because the simplest little red flower eats all the food at lunch. Their lunch consists of a vegetarian dish, a meat dish, a small soup, and a plate of fruit.
Vegetarian dishes are usually stir-fried choy sum or spinach, meat dishes are fried meat or diced chicken or diced rabbit, and the fruits change every day.
Zhou Yuan is very picky about his food, he doesn't eat meat with a little fat in it, he doesn't eat cabbage that is a bit old, he doesn't eat spinach, and fruit is fine.
So he will have a little left every time.
So he has never had this kind of little red flower, and it can be said that he is very individual.
It is even more difficult for him to raise his hands to answer questions like other children. After all, these questions are just asking him how much one plus one equals. He really can't get up the energy to answer with other children.
Xiao Miaomiao looked at the little red flower for a while, and then at Zhou Yuan, who was next to him, who had neatly signed the three big characters Zhou Yiming on the parent's signature.
Xiao Miaomiao pursed her lips. Didn't his father sign for him
Xiao Miao couldn't tell what it meant, but she felt very sensitively that it was a very bad thing.
The other children soon came to the classroom and greeted Zhou Yuan one after another, and Xiao Miaomiao also greeted them, "Good morning."
Zhou Yuan watched from the side, and realized that Xiao Miaomiao had really improved a lot. You know, when she first came here, her voice was still a little trembling when talking to him, but now she is able to greet other students proactively.
In math class, Xiao Miaomiao already had experience, so she rushed to answer a question again.
This time the math teacher remembered her, "Fat Miaomiao got another little red flower."
While talking, he went to paste the little red flower on her.
Xiao Miaomiao saw that there were three little red flowers behind her name, but Zhou Yuan's name was still bare.
I really want to go up and pick off the little red flower behind my name, and stick it behind Zhou Yuan's name.
Zhou Yuan, who is reading a magazine, is a little strange. Today, the frequency of my deskmate looking at me seems to be high again, and I have to look at myself from time to time.
Raise your hand to answer the question, look at yourself.
After answering the questions, sit down and look at yourself.
After writing homework for a while, I have to look at myself again.
Wait, Zhou Yuan is very smart, he has found a reason, is it because he wants to draw a little more strength from himself
Thinking about it, she should be a role model in her mind.
Zhou Yuan was very happy, straightened his back, wore a mask, and continued to read. What he read was "Tsinghua Management Review" secretly taken out of his father's study room. His mother strictly prohibited him from reading this kind of book, thinking he could not understand it Said, and there is a feeling of a child pretending to be an adult, and the happiness that a child should have is lost.
But Zhou Yuan feels that the whole process of understanding is meaningful just because they don’t understand. After all, aren’t these children learning knowledge step by step, making the knowledge they don’t understand a part of themselves step by step? He just replaced "addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, pinyin grammar" with a little more in-depth knowledge, and did not lose the joy of learning as a child.
Zhou Yuan felt that he could indeed be a role model for Xiao Miaomiao.
So the back straightened even more.
The little deskmate can watch whatever she wants, of course he is willing to give her spiritual strength.