Class ten classrooms were silent.
Those who ate snacks, passed notes, read graphic novels, and slept all stopped and focused on Danzi.
The language teacher paused, remembering that Tuanzi was still a little illiterate and couldn't understand the content in the textbook, she pointed at someone, "Come and read this paragraph, remember, it is correct."
Reading the text is simple, much easier than endorsing it.
The named student smiled confidently, cleared his voice, and read along with the textbook in his hand. His voice was cadenced and full of emotion.
After reading it, he turned to look at Tuanzi: "Xiao Yinyin, do you remember? Do you want to read it again, big brother?"
Tuanzi's eyes widened and he listened very carefully. Hearing that, his chest was quite small and full of confidence, "Yinyin remembered."
"Also, it's an uncle, not a brother. This uncle, you always want to be a brother. It's not good. You are my father's classmate!"
Classmates of uncle, scumbag and school bully: "… "
After the dumpling finished speaking, she carried a small fat face on her back with a milky voice. She carried it carefully, and even imitated the tone of the person who was studying, which was wonderful and beautiful.
This kind of tone was pretentious and awkward, and it had a weird and cute feeling under the imitation of a three-year-old dumpling.
Before the dumplings were finished, the tenth class students held back their laughter and tried not to laugh out loud to disturb the dumplings' endorsement. The batch did not sit still and rolled onto the ground.
The scumbags laughed happily. The Chinese teacher's focus was different from theirs. Chen Zhu's face was soft. She felt that the history teacher's statement was not realistic enough.
She can even read other people's words, deeds, demeanor and actions, memorize them, and imitate them. This kind of unforgettable ability is only found in some top geniuses.
Chen Zhu clapped his hands and praised: "Little Yinyin, you have memorized it very well, there is no mistake, you are right!"
The uncles and sisters burst into laughter as soon as the dumplings finished memorizing them. She was still a little nervous, thinking that she was making a joke. She was a little dazed by the hem of the little cake skirt. When she heard the teacher's praise for her, the dumplings' eyes lit up immediately.
She raised her little fat face, and even because she was too short, she subconsciously leaned on the desk and looked at the teacher with bright eyes, "Really?"
After getting the teacher's affirmation, the dumpling's tail suddenly turned up, "Yinyin knows that Yinyin is the best, the teacher is really good, Yinyin likes you!"
The enthusiastic dumpling once again expressed "Miejue Shitai", with a very sincere expression, "Yinyin knows that the teacher is a good teacher, and the teacher is the best!"
Shen Rin reached out and pinched the dumpling's fat cheeks, "Who is the best?"
The dumpling immediately turned his head and smiled at Baba, "Of course Baba is the best!"
"If, if Baba listens carefully to the class and passes the exam in the future, it will be even better!"
When Tuanzi spoke, he didn't lower his voice. The teachers and students of Class 10 watched as the 3-year-old Tuanzi's earnest education encouraged Shen Xiaoba, who was day by day.
Usually, Shen Xiaoba is lawless every day, but she has found her nemesis. The nemesis is not someone else, she is only a three-year-old milk dumpling!
Chen Zhu tapped on the blackboard and said, "The part that little Yinyin memorized just now is not difficult. You should memorize it when you go back. It is one of the test centers. Come back next Monday for a random check."
The scumbags who were laughing at the table raised their heads in disbelief.
Chen Zhu snorted, ruthlessly breaking their illusions, and said, "That's right, memorize the text."
"Don't you think you're better than a three-year-old child?"
"The three-year-old child can carry it, but you can't? Bai Chang is in his teens?"
The second generation of the scumbags and the rich in class ten watched Mie Shitai open and close his mouth, but they didn't recover. They were still laughing at the dumplings just now, and now it was their turn.
The scumbags say it's not fun! What's so fun about endorsements!
Laugh a fart! What were they laughing at just now? Why do you laugh at the little genius who can easily endorse? They are the poor bastards to be laughed at!
Just at this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and another class ended.
However, the tenth class students were not happy. For the first time, they did not swarm out to find happiness between classes. Instead, the eggplants were lying on the table weakly as if they had been beaten by frost.
Xu Zi came to Shen Rin's side, facing how the dumplings looked like your uncle again, the corner of his mouth twitched and suggested to Shen Rin, "Brother, just ask a nanny to take care of the children at home."
Xu Zi has been able to understand it these days. It is unlikely that Shen Rin will throw the dumplings away. What else can he explain when he even brings them to class
Inconceivable, Xu Zi even felt that his lawless brother Shen had the self-consciousness of being a nanny at such a young age...
The rest of the people saw Xu Zi say this, so they all came over, and you made a suggestion: "Xu Zi is right, Brother Shen, please think about it, Xiao Yinyin is only three years old and always disagrees with our senior three classes. That's right, she should go to kindergarten to be the king."
What is kindergarten? The group didn't listen.
She glared at her and hummed angrily: "Bad uncles are bad, Dad is willing to bring Yinyin!" After she finished speaking, she looked up at Shen Lin with a small face.
Facing the small eyes of the dumplings looking for an alliance, Shen Rin held back his laugh, coughed and said, "Since...you all said so..."
The dumpling shouted loudly: "Dad!"
Shen Rin said: "What a shit! I can take it with me if I want, use your chicken mother?"
"A bunch of rubbish, even a three-year-old child can't compare, hurry up and endorse it!"
Scumbags: "..."
Someone couldn't help but muttered: "Brother Shen, aren't you also a scumbag? Do you have the ability to back it up?"
Shen Rong: "..."
The Chinese teacher of Class 30, who is usually serious and unhappy in daily life, was surrounded by colleagues as soon as she returned to the office after class.
They have heard about the three-year-old child brought by the school bully. As early as the history teacher's propaganda, all the teachers of the third grade class knew it. The memory of the three-year-old boy was amazing. She could remember everything the teacher said. live.
Chen Zhu took a sip of water and said, "It's better than I imagined."
"What a good way?"
"Probably she can remember what you said, and she is very serious." Speaking of which, Chen Zhu was too lazy to say a word: "I want to know and see for yourself."
Tomorrow is Saturday, and there is another class in the afternoon. This lucky teacher is a teacher who teaches politics.
She smiled and walked out holding the courseware, "Then I will also go to see the little prodigy!"
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The group welcomed a third teacher who was very friendly to her.
If the political teacher disagreed, he asked the group to endorse it, and after the recitation, the class representatives circled it. When the get out of class was over, he told the scumbags in class ten.
"You have to know what you have memorized today. Come back next week for a random check."
Scumbags: "...???"
Who is provoking who, they, even the political teacher who has always been a good talker in Buddhism has begun to torture them? ?
Finally made it to the end of get out of class, the ten students felt that today was too difficult.
Thinking of all kinds of endorsements on the weekend, I feel bad. Isn't it said that Diya High School is the most free and has the most human rights, and can be called the most humane high school in the city
Why is there such an inhumane thing as endorsement? !
Xu Zi stared at the phone.
When the political teacher went out, he shouted: "Don't go! The real murderer has been found!"
"Really, the real murderer? Xu Zi, what did you say?"
Others were still in lamentation, and didn't react for a while.
Xu Zi said: "The person who hacked our brother Shen has been found!"
"Brother Shen, come and take a look, it was just sent to me over there."
A group of people gathered around and looked at it carefully.
Playing with the mobile phone with the hacker who checked the data, she casually glanced at him and said, "J God's investigation of these is trivial, and there will be no mistakes. Don't worry, just catch the murderer."
"Fuck, it's the grandson of Yuesheng from the seventh middle school!"
"The seventh middle school is getting better? Is that the one who just fought with our brother Shen last time?"
"it's him!"
One of Shen Rong's followers couldn't help but let out a foul language, and said, "I didn't expect that this turtle grandson invited foreign aid from outside the school last time, and now he dares to spread rumors?"
"Those two photos were taken secretly when Brother Shen took Xiao Yinyin to the hospital. That night, I heard that Yue Sheng was also seriously injured. He was right, he must have happened to meet him at the hospital. , I took a photo to hack our Yue brother!"
Tuanzi blinked her eyes and looked left and right in confusion. After listening for a while, she understood a little bit. Someone hurt her!
The whole dumpling exploded with anger, "Which bad guy harmed Dad, Yinyin wants to avenge Dad!"
Xu Zi reached out and touched the small head of the dumpling, and said with a smile, "Just your small body is not enough for a finger."
Shen Rin stared at the survey results for a while, then picked up the dumpling and walked out: "What are you waiting for? Come on, go and fuck him."
The tenth class and Shen Rin's followers immediately clapped their hands and cheered, "Go, fuck him!"
Affected by the high atmosphere, the dumplings clenched their small fists and raised them high, followed by roaring in milky voice: "Go, fuck him!"
"Pfft hahahaha! Xiao Yinyin is right, fuck him!"
Shen Rin has the feeling that he has taught the little brat badly...
"… "
This incident was found out by the whole class of 30th High School together, so the whole class was dispatched, watching the excitement, supporting the scene, and the team went to the opposite No. 7 Middle School in a mighty manner.
The dumplings were in high spirits, and they didn't stop along the way, and followed the uncles and sisters to crusade the bad guys!
Shen Lin's footsteps were brisk, and for the first time he felt that fighting made him happy!
As soon as Yue Sheng walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back, he was surrounded by this group of people around the corner.
I don't know who brought a small speaker, but a girl took it and put it on her lips.
You can't fight, so you go to a black family behind your back
It's so out of stock!
Seeing that more and more students from the same school came around, his face turned flushed, "Wait, why do you come here? If you have something to say, let's find a place to talk about it."
"Good talk, good talk, don't you fucking run!"
The group dragged Yuesheng to the basketball court in a nearby community, and gave a solid beating. Without Shen Lin's hands, the entire class who followed beat the little grandson until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. not come out.
The last time Yuesheng was injured, and now he is not fully recovered. This time, the injury is getting worse, and he almost didn't catch his breath.
His nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was slurred when he spoke, "You, you are bullying the less with more!"
"I didn't post the post!"
At this time, Yue Sheng was still stubborn, and Xu Zi threw the phone over.
Pointing to the information on it and showing it to him, "Did you see it? Is the ID of this Mobuojuanqiang yours? And does this string of IP addresses look familiar?"
"Don't deny it, the big hacker crawled to your computer along your network, and took some fun stuff on your computer along the way. Do you want to watch it?"
Xu Zi patted his face and said, "Forget it, since you like posting publicly so much, then let's make it public together, to satisfy your wish, and then everyone will watch it together."
It was not until now that Yuesheng did not regret it. These second-generation rich people had money and connections, and they could find out everything for him.
Yue Sheng covered the phone and said, "Don't look at it, it's me."
Looking at these glamorous rich second-generations, they looked at him with contempt, as if they were looking at some rubbish.
The embarrassment in Yue Sheng's heart reached its peak, he twitched the corners of his mouth, a tingling sensation came from his face, and Yue Sheng sneered: "Shen Lin, what are you proud of, isn't it a good birth? You will be reborn than others. What's the matter?"
"Aren't you all the same? Diya High School is full of rubbish! Do you think you can be invincible with money?"
"Shen Ran, I admit defeat to you today because of your background and everything behind you, not you!"
"Shen Lin, you are a piece of trash!"
Dango was blindfolded by a large hand from beginning to end, and only his ears could hear the sound.
"You are trash!!!! Trash! Bad guy! You are not allowed to speak ill of Dad!"
The voice of milk and milk sounded from Shen Lin's arms, like a little cat with fried fur. She was so angry that she struggled from Shen Lin's arms and ran over with her short legs. She wanted to reach out and hit him. , Seeing the bad guy's nose is blue and swollen, Tuanzi was a little embarrassed to start, and simply stood in front of him with his small fat waist on his side. After a few careful glances, Tuanzi finally remembered who this person was. When she first came to look for her father, she saw this The man was going to beat his father with a stick, and the dumpling became even more angry. The little fat face was blushing red with anger, and the little milk voice shouted: "Bad, you beat your father last time, you are a badass!"
"Dad is not trash, and uncles and sisters are not trash, you are trash, you are bad!"
These people from Class 10 watched from the sidelines, watching the dumplings crusade against the "bad guys" with a milky voice, and they also offered justice for them. They couldn't help smiling from their uncles and aunts, but they were not good to dumplings in vain. , is only a cute and painfully good dumpling.
On the way back, there were a few rich second-generation scumbags who had money and spare time, rubbed their hands in front of Shen Baba, and quietly discussed with him.
"Brother Shen, I heard that Yinyin was picked up by you? It shouldn't be convenient for you to take her alone? It's better to adopt Yinyin into our family and be my sister. I will keep her better than my own sister. Fortunately! Yinyin is so cute, my parents will like her too!"
"Go away, come to our house, I take her to play every day, eat and drink a lot, and raise our little Yinyin like a little princess, and raise her to be fat!"
Shen Rin buried the cub's little head on his chest, covered her ears so that he wouldn't listen, and kicked both of them, "Go away!"