Zhang Xinhua opened his eyes wide and looked at Jiang Xiaoman, Jiang Xiaoman also blinked and looked at him innocently.
The two stared at each other for a while, Jiang Xiaoman took the lead and said, "How do you feel?"
Zhang Xinhua touched the two little ones with his hands, thought about it, and said, "It seems... have become a little smarter?"
"Eh?" Jiang Xiaoman was stunned.
Is the cantilever thorn so easy to use? If it works so well, she will try it at home. Having said that, she is so smart, is it because she has a lot of twists and turns every day
Zhang Xinhua said: "I feel that I have become more eye-catching than usual, otherwise why are so many people looking at me?" It must be because he has become smarter.
The other classmates who passed by the door of the classroom looked at him again, and the classmates were also looking at him. There is a curious look in their eyes, which is an experience that has never been seen before.
Zhang Xinhua has always been an ordinary little fat man, who has been submerged in the children and cannot be recognized. Except for being fat and eating a little, there is nothing outstanding about it.
Other children don't like him playing very much, and they never look at him with such eyes.
This is the first time to receive so many people's attention!
It turns out that Jiang Xiaoman is usually looked up to by so many people and praised by so many people. It's so cool!
He wants too!
Zhang Xinhua made up his mind almost immediately: "I want to continue to hang the beams!"
He enjoyed the feeling of being noticed!
Jiang Xiaoman glanced at him and nodded: "Okay, then you have to study hard and study hard."
"Hmm!" Zhang Xinhua was very happy.
Sure enough, with these two tugs, even the head teacher looked at him more when he entered the classroom, his eyes were a little more surprised, not like usual! He has finally become the extraordinary student in the eyes of the teacher!
It turns out that being a top student and a good student is such a feeling!
Zhang Xinhua was erratic all day.
He just wears two daggers like this, two daggers when he goes to the toilet, and two daggers when he goes to the dining hall to eat. Going to the playground to play is two dawdlings, and going to the cleaning area is also two dawdlings.
No matter where he goes, he is the focus of the crowd!
Zhang Xinhua is really about to float, and he is almost as ignorant as Jiang Xiaoman!
He will continue to hang beams tomorrow!
However, Zhang Xinhua's ambition failed to persevere on the next day.
The next day, Zhang Xinhua came to school with his head bare.
A head was shaved like a light bulb and gleamed with oil.
Like a peeled egg, it is particularly eye-catching.
It also lights up like a light bulb.
Today's Zhang Xinhua is more eye-catching than yesterday's Zhang Xinhua.
The classmates passing by the door of the classroom are looking at him, the classmates in the class are also looking at him, and the teacher is also looking at him.
The head teacher finally spoke to him and said, "Children Zhang Xinhua, I like to change my hairstyle very much recently. Yes, I am very innovative and dare to try. We should also have this kind of energy in learning, not to back down, not to be timid..."
praised by the teacher.
Let's take him as an example and praise him in front of the whole class. Logically speaking, Zhang Xinhua should be happy, because he is finally as good as Jiang Xiaoman.
But…
"Woooooooooooooooooo!!!" After class, he crouched on the table and cried heart-to-heart.
Jiang Xiaoman couldn't stand it anymore and asked him, "Why are you crying?"
"After I got home yesterday, my dad scolded me."
"Why do you scold you?" Jiang Xiaoman said: "Don't cry, adults are like this. They scold when they want to, and hit when they want to. Hey, it's very difficult for us children."
Zhang Xinhua cried and shook his head, "He said my hair is not good-looking, don't do this."
"Is this now?"
"It's the one from yesterday!"
Those two squeezing!
Dad said that it was only tied by girls, and he would not be a man like that!
Zhang Xinhua was beaten in vain, and he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to mention any hanging beams. He asked his father to help him hang his hair from the roof.
He asked Dad to help put the two tugs down.
However, Dad was clumsy and couldn't solve it. Zhang Xinhua screamed in pain when he stabbed it hard, and then his father took a razor and shaved his head!
Shaved! !
Woohoo, he doesn't want it.
【Ding dong! Collect Zhang Xinhua's negative emotions towards the host, reward 10 points]
[Points arrive, balance 280]
The sound of the system sounded, this was the first time Jiang Xiaoman had received the negative emotional value of the child.
Originally, Jiang Xiaoman was very satisfied with earning points, but if the children hated her, she felt uncomfortable.
Originally, he was comforting Zhang Xinhua, but at this time, Jiang Xiaoman also flattened his mouth.
Did Zhang Xinhua hate her because of this
Jiang Xiaoman just wanted to question her, but she put herself in her shoes and thought, if her uncle shaved her hair, she would definitely hate her uncle for thousands of years.
I haven't spoken to my uncle for a year.
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Xinhua's child is still talking to her in such a good voice, which is really generous.
Jiang Xiaoman was happy again.
She wiped her eyes, held back her tears, and continued to soothe: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing to be bald."
"But my classmates are all looking at me."
"It may be that your head is a little brighter than others, and no one has seen it before."
"..." Woohoo! After she finished speaking, Zhang Xinhua was even more sad.
It doesn't seem to be comforting.
If Zhang Xinhua was like other children with the same head, he wouldn't be so sad and cry all the time.
But once the hair is shaved, it can't grow back all at once.
The last time she was cut off by her uncle, she had to wait a long time before she looked the same as before.
Then...
"Don't cry, this is my fault, I'll help you find a way."
Only then did Zhang Xinhua stop crying and looked at her aggrievedly.
"What can you do? Can you beat my dad for me?"
"...I only beat bad guys." Jiang Xiaoman said, "Since everyone has never seen bald heads, then when they see more bald heads, more white and brighter bald heads, they won't be looking at you all the time."
"Are you going to shave my head with me?" Zhang Xinhua looked at her and was very moved.
Jiang Xiaoman is also very good, right
She really is a little angel!
Even if a boy wants to shave his head so thoroughly, so cleanly, without any hair at all, he is probably not happy or used to it, let alone a stinky girl.
He was really moved.
"No..." Jiang Xiaoman spoke in a very low voice: "I can ask Yu Qingshi to accompany you..."
Yu Qingshi, who happened to be passing by: "..."
He heard it all.
He wasn't happy to shave his head either, it was ugly.
Therefore, Yu Qingshi glared at Zhang Xinhua.
It's okay to grab his snacks, and I want him to shave his head and dream with him!
Zhang Xinhua burst into tears and felt very aggrieved.
He didn't bring it up, so why stare at him
"I know where there are a lot of bald heads." Yu Qingshi said, "Zhang Xinhua, you can see if you go and see. Some people want to shave their heads off. Your point is nothing at all."
… so creepy! !
Zhang Xinhua was stunned.
He knew that Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi were the smartest students in the class and were often praised by their teachers, but the knowledge they learned and the words they said were too scary and terrifying!
Zhang Xinhua shivered.
Jiang Xiaoman said: "I also remembered, don't cry, I will show you after class."
"Ok."
This is settled.
In fact, Yu Qingshi and Jiang Xiaoman thought of going together.
There is a place with many bald heads, which is the Shaolin class of the martial arts interest class.
The children in the class are all around seven or eight years old. It is said that they learn Shaolin martial arts, but they are majestic and powerful.
At the same time, in order to have a sense of ritual, although I don't become a monk, the children in the class all have bald heads and shiny heads.
Lined up, there is no need to light the lights at night.
Zhang Xinhua's point is really nothing.
After class, Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi went to the hobby class hand in hand, with Zhang Xinhua following behind them.
He looked at the pair of children in front of him, and then looked at himself alone.
Zhang Xinhua's mood was even lower.
He... He seems to have gotten into some weird scene.
Eh, he is really difficult.
Zhang Xinhua lowered his head and covered his head with both hands, so that no one could see it.
Originally, Zhang Xinhua was not a student of the hobby class and could not enter. But helplessly Jiang Xiaoman is too magical and has a good relationship with the teacher. He ran to the teacher and whispered a few times, saying that he wanted to ask the classmates to do their homework, and the teacher agreed to do the homework while practicing! ! !
Yu Qingshi was stunned.
Taking Zhang Xinhua to see the children in the Shaolin class, Zhang Xinhua really stopped crying.
He felt that he had found an ally and held back tears.
Yu Qingshi was right.
It turns out that they are so busy and hard-working every day, no wonder they are praised every day.
After reading it, Zhang Xinhua wanted to leave.
But the teacher saw him and asked, "Isn't it here to do homework?"
"..." Zhang Xinhua couldn't remember what homework was at all.
But he is a timid child, and his greatest courage is nothing more than coaxing, grabbing snacks from kindergarten children, and he will not dare to go to elementary school.
Being stared at by an adult like this, he could only take out his textbook and homework, and write his homework beside him.
Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qing are practicing, and Zhang Xinhua is doing homework.
It was a bit noisy in the classroom. Zhang Xinhua couldn't write. Of course, he couldn't write even if he didn't hum.
Helpless, he could only ask Jiang Xiaoman for help and cast his eyes that wanted to cry without tears.
Jiang Xiaoman came over and asked, and after listening, he said, "If you can't keep writing, then... let me memorize the poem for you?"
"...good." Not good at all! ! !
Zhang Xinhua had a sad face, sitting next to him, back and forth.
Not long after the back, Jiang Xiaoman was about to check.
He also finally saw Jiang Xiaoman's double-minded skills.
Not only can she practice while crying, but she can also practice while checking homework!
Jiang Xiaoman kicked the sandbag first, and then asked loudly, "The afternoon of the hoeing day, the next sentence."
"I don't want to do my homework!!"
"Sweat dripping into the soil?"
"The pages are not written!!"
"… "
Jiang Xiaoman finally stopped, stood beside Zhang Xinhua, and looked at him condescendingly: "I didn't expect you to be quite smart."
"… "
"You can also make up ancient poems."
"Wow, I didn't mean to."
"Then finish your homework first and then go home." Jiang Xiaoman said, "I watched you finish it."
Help.