Jiang Xiaoman, the head of fancy clothes, was caught by the teacher and went to the office to drink tea.
Jiang Xiaoman was very nervous.
As a good student, Jiang Xiaoman is no stranger to the teacher's office. In the past, she was very active in coming to the office to ask teachers for questions. Not only that, she also often came to help teachers with homework and distribute homework.
But as a problem student, this is the first time.
Jiang Xiaoman's mouth was flat, feeling that the sky was about to collapse.
His eyes blinked, and although he didn't speak, there was grievance written all over his face. The teardrops on the eyelashes will be undropped, and it will look pitiful.
What the teacher wanted to say was swallowed in an instant, not knowing what to say for a while.
At this moment, no matter what I say, I feel so sinful and vicious.
How can you say something harsh to such a cute child? But... Rules are rules!
The rule is not to dress fancy!
The teacher sighed heavily, not knowing her crying face, she said cruelly: "Xiaoman, the teacher knows that you are a very individual child, very warm, cheerful and generous, but the school has school rules, The school's rule is that you can't dress in fancy clothes, so it's not good for you, you know?"
While talking, the teacher pointed to her head.
Jiang Xiaoman patted his head, and as soon as he sniffed, the tears fell.
"But teacher... I have real braids in front of me." You wouldn't want her to cut it, would you
Woohoo, she doesn't want to.
Does she want to be as bright and eye-catching as Zhang Xinhua
Don't, don't, that situation is scary just thinking about it!
The teacher continued to sigh: "The braid is not a problem, but... this, this... your aesthetics, he, he is not... not something that ordinary elementary school students can have, you know? Other children like to imitate, it's not good."
The teacher also has a headache.
This is her top student, and the teacher doesn't want it!
Jiang Xiaoman continued to cry, crying silently, without a sound, but the tears fell.
She covered her braids with both hands and sobbed: "My uncle said that when my hair grows a little longer, he will untie it for me. I water the braids every day, and it will grow out soon. The teacher can Can't you cut my hair?"
"The teacher doesn't cut your hair."
After coaxing the crying child, the teacher dug out the parent's contact information and called Jiang Xing.
After the two communicated, the next day, Jiang Xing took Jiang Xiaoman to the bar to untie the dreadlocks.
Jiang Xiaoman was still crying.
She watered her braids on time every day, and she was about to pour out her feelings.
Untie it all at once, she is very reluctant.
and…
"Uncle, untie it, if you don't, will something happen?"
Jiang Xing glared at her, "You child, what nonsense are you talking about? What's wrong with your uncle? I'm superstitious, unscientific, and not a good baby!"
Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but not to speak.
At this time, Jiang Xing's cell phone rang, and someone sent a link to his cell phone mailbox.
It was the results of the previous hair test that came out.
Jiang Xing hesitated for a while, then clicked to take a look.
... It's really not blood related.
Jiang Xing looked at Jiang Xiaoman's efforts to hold back his tears and sighed with mixed feelings.
Three months later, Jiang Xiaoman's hair finally grew a lot, and it reached under his shoulders again.
In the midterm exam, she took the first place in the double subjects as usual.
When receiving the teacher's commendation, Jiang Xiaoman had been waiting for the system to add points to her.
Because according to her experience, generally when she accepts a compliment or takes the first place, the child will have a lot of negative emotions.
Every time this time, her points will suddenly increase a lot. This made Jiang Xiaoman feel that she was like a hard-working uncle of a farmer who worked hard for a whole year and achieved a bumper harvest.
But Jiang Xiaoman waited and waited, but in the end he just added 200 points.
Two hundred, this is almost halved!
what happened? Did the system steal her points
After the system found out, it was very wronged.
"Host, you can doubt my ability, you can doubt my IQ, but you can't doubt my professional ethics as a system." Although it is a villain system, it will not do such a thing!
This is not allowed!
Jiang Xiaoman hummed angrily: "Then why are there so many less points?"
The system was silent for a while, then explained: "Some people are jealous and can't be jealous anymore."
"?" Jiang Xiaoman asked, "What do you mean?"
"It means that they have no intention of defeating you, except for a few iron-headed babies who are unrepentant and do not cry without seeing the coffin."
Jiang Xiaoman is the first, the first. Culture class first, group work first, recitation first, everything is first.
In addition to being unconvinced at the beginning, and now accustomed to it, to gradually calming down, the system does not know what the children in the human world have experienced.
Anyway, the negative emotions are getting less and less. The child has gradually lost the desire to defeat her.
After Jiang Xiaoman listened to his explanation, he sighed, "How could they do this?"
"… "
"What if young people don't have any energy?"
"Although you are right, but..." The system swallowed all the words.
Because it is also a member who tried to conquer and control its host at first, but gradually collapsed.
It doesn't deserve it!
At this moment, the system can finally empathize with the children in the human world.
Until the third grade, Jiang Xiaoman still maintained an undefeated record.
Full marks in both subjects are no longer enough for her.
Whether it's a competition within the school, or a competition outside the school, a regular exam, or a composition competition, she can win the championship all the way, and win the top spot all the way.
Later, the children knew that this was not something they could defeat, they just had to fight for second place.
The second is... The second is Yu Qingshi's little friend.
In terms of scores alone, both of them have full marks in both subjects, so the written scores alone cannot give a higher score.
Originally, Yu Qingshi's children were also very good, but he was too quiet. The older he grew up, the quieter he became. And Jiang Xiaoman is too lively, keen to participate in various activities, and he is very diligent in winning awards, so the children of Yu Qingshi, who were also excellent, were set off to be mediocre.
The third... number one.
Forget it, the third place doesn't seem to have much to contend for, and it doesn't sound honorable at all.
It is better to look forward to the fight between the first and second places.
It's a pity... They can't see this situation of you chasing me, because the relationship between the first place and the second place is very good!
They go to school together, leave school together, and go home together.
Although Yu Qingshi is usually a boring gourd, so cool that he has no friends, and is autistic all day long, his only friend is Jiang Xiaoman!
Looking at it this way, Jiang Xiaoman is really amazing.
She can test scores that others can't, and be friends with the most withdrawn people. She is really amazing.
The children are tangled and tangled, and they are not entangled.
Today's second place goes to the first place again.
The first place to write hard on the table.
Yu Qingshi was holding a plastic bag just handed out by the teacher, with the words "Science Experiment Bag" written on it.
A look of apprehension, a look of unease.
Now he is a nine-year-old child. He looks more silent than before, and the chubby cheeks on his face have also lost a lot of weight. He looks more handsome, and he is a handsome and beautiful young man.
At the same time, it is also more deserted, and usually let him say a word, as if to put a knife on his neck and force him to say it before he is willing to say it.
His shadow blocked Jiang Xiaoman's light. In his busy schedule, Jiang Xiaoman raised his head, glanced at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I… "
stuck.
So humiliating, so humiliating.
He was embarrassed to say woohoo.
No, he is an adult, so he can't show weakness easily.
He's got to figure something out, he's got to be calm, he's got to—
"Do you want me to help you raise silkworm babies?" Before Yu Qingshi could come up with a solution, Jiang Xiaoman said it for him.
Yu Qingshi, who was calm just now, suddenly turned red.
"How, how do you know?"
Yu Qingshi felt that the bag in his hand was a little hot.
This is the science experiment package that was just handed out by the teacher of the science experiment class.
Inside are... silkworm eggs.
Ok.
To raise silkworms, to feed mulberry leaves, and then to observe how it grows, record it, and show it to the teacher.
I really get goosebumps just thinking about it.
Yu Qingshi considered himself a man, and he was no longer afraid of many things. Usually, occasionally, I can protect Jiang Xiaoman and stand in front of her.
But this... this silkworm egg, he still couldn't face it.
The children in the class have no idea what this thing is, and they are still gathering together to discuss how to raise silkworms.
When they are really raised, it is estimated that a group of people will cry.
Yu Qingshi hesitated, hesitated, and whispered, "Can you help me?"
Jiang Xiaoman is very generous and helpful. He smiled and said, "Just put it where you want, I'll help you raise it."
Hey, Yu Qingshi's little friend is just timid.
However, now that she is a mature adult, such hurtful words cannot be easily said.
The system said, a boy like Yu Qingshi has strong self-esteem. In order to take care of his self-esteem, it is better to give some face.
Jiang Xiaoman shook his head and continued to bury his head in writing.
Yu Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and put the scientific experiment bag on her desk.
But after a while, Jiang Xiaoman took the initiative to find him and said, "Come on, put your name on this."
"Why?"
"Because it will get confused." Jiang Xiaoman took out the other three scientific experiment kits from the table, and said, "This is from Zhang Xinhua, this is from Ye Jiajia, this is mine, and this is yours. , your name hasn't been written yet."
"..." Yu Qingshi stared at her blankly for a while, and finally came to his senses.
He gritted his teeth and asked, "How many people have you helped raise silkworms?"
"Hee hee, not much, plus you, and me, there are four in total."
"… "
Yu Qingshi was a little sad.
Again and again, he became incidental woohoo!
He is not Jiang Xiaoman's best friend!
Not her only friend!
Zhang Xinhua, Ye Jiajia!
You are dead!
Grab your snacks next time! No more homework for you!
Yu Qingshi secretly poked and became sullen, but didn't say anything. He silently wrote his name and handed it to Jiang Xiaoman.