A young boy with glasses slammed into the classroom door like a cannonball, followed by a tall boy with wheat skin and single eyelids.
It was Ding Yi and Wang Junyang.
Wang Junyang was sweating from running, grabbing Ding Yi's shoulders and walking to the podium, breathing heavily, "Old, the teacher is here! Or, it's Teacher Feng from our preschool... Hey, Xixi? What are you doing? ?"
Then, there was a rapid sound of heels hitting the ground at the door, and it quickly stopped.
Teacher Feng's gentle voice drifted clearly into the ears of every child: "Good morning, classmates, I'm the head teacher of Class 5, Grade 1, Feng Aihua, and my classmates call me Teacher Feng."
It's really Teacher Feng!
Teacher Feng is a young teacher from the primary school attached to the school. He has just graduated from the normal school and is very gentle. He has been leading the lower grades, and he is a good hand for the newly enrolled Xiaodouding.
The school leaders also know that the most difficult thing to bring in every year is the children's class, not to mention this children's class, there are also some students who choose schools from different districts.
In addition, she took the preschool class of the children's class in the summer vacation, and was already familiar with the children. The leader deliberately asked her to lead the fifth grade of the first grade.
Song Qiaoxi remembered that on the first day of the preschool class, the original owner played truant and was almost abducted by traffickers at the train station. The next day, he took Wang Junyang and Ding Yi to unscrew the bells in the bicycle shed. grab bag...
uh, this...
At that time, who was the one who vowed to be a good baby that the teacher would like
She was stunned, and she felt a chill on her wrist.
Looking down, it was a slender, white hand that pulled at his fleshy wrist and then released it.
Chu Jin held his schoolbag in the other hand and stood beside the podium looking at her fixedly.
Meeting Chu Jin's quiet eyes, he pursed his lips and shook his head gently at Xiao Nuo Tuan.
Understanding what Chu Jin meant, Song Qiaoxi obediently got down from the podium and looked back at Jiang Qisheng in dissatisfaction.
Humph, let you talk nonsense!
Jiang Qisheng's little mung bean's eyes were the size of soybeans, and he stuck out his tongue at her slightly provocatively.
Then a figure stood firmly in front of Song Qiaoxi, isolating the "eye war" between her and Jiang Qisheng.
Chu Jin pulled the glutinous dumpling behind him, frowning tightly, staring coldly at Jiang Qisheng who was sticking out his tongue on the podium.
Little Fatty was stunned for a moment, then shrank his neck cowardly, and took two steps back.
Song Qiaoxi stuck her head out from behind Chu Jin, wondering what happened
As a result, without seeing anything clearly, he was pulled by the boy's arm and left near the podium.
"The students stood up with their schoolbags. We went to the corridor and formed two teams. Everyone was tall and short." Teacher Feng clapped his palms and looked at the children softly and firmly, but his tone was unquestionable, "Hurry up and move. Whose little eyes didn't look at the teacher?"
The children of the big courtyard are notoriously difficult to manage, and the teachers in the whole school know that.
If it is a young teacher who has graduated from a normal school and leads a class with children, they will often be made to cry by the arrogant children. These children are usually naughty one by one, and it is easy to engage in small "groups" to collectively "rebel".
The strange thing is that in 1996, the children in the newspaper compound all liked the young and beautiful Teacher Feng and were willing to listen to her.
Mr. Feng has no pretense, and it is easy to get along with the children. The games that children of this age like to play, the books they are interested in, and even the catchphrases among the children can be easily understood, and the children can speak well.
Unlike the math teacher Mr. Li, who always has a bitter face, the pointer whip makes a "piapia" sound, and the chalk tip smashes people at every turn, making people's hair stand up in fright.
After hearing what Teacher Feng said, the children stood up cooperatively, filed out of the classroom, and lined up in two teams.
Song Qiaoxi took the schoolbag from Chu Jin's hand, carried it on her shoulders, and followed Wang Junyang and Ding Yi to go out.
Before going out, he kept looking back and peeked at him, thinking in his heart, what did he say to Jiang Qisheng just now
But since there are all classmates around, it is not easy to speak.
After peeking several times, he found that Chu Jin still had no expression on his face, but his eyes kept chasing after her, and even when he found himself peeking, the corner of his lips drew an indiscernible arc, and there was no other expression.
The glutinous dumplings clasped two small arms in front of their chest, feeling a little strange.
Chu Jin, what are you laughing at
Teacher Feng quickly adjusted the children's team, arranged them from short to tall, and tried to match a little boy and a little girl as a group.
Because of his short stature, Song Qiaoxi was in the third row of the team, far away from Chu Jin and the other tall boys.
She looked around and saw that her preparatory tablemate was a boy in the courtyard who didn't usually talk much, and his face was scattered with little freckles.
The boy looked familiar, and he usually played well with Jiang Qisheng.
Since she didn't belong to a "faction", the little freckled face twisted awkwardly to the other side, deliberately refraining from looking at her, making it clear that she didn't want to pay attention to Song Qiaoxi, as if drawing a natural "three-eighth line" with the air.
Behind her was Ding Miao. While Teacher Feng was behind the team, Song Qiaoxi turned her head and waved at Ding Miao with a smile, almost jumping up in excitement.
Ding Miao looked up at her, pushed her glasses lightly with her finger, and nodded helplessly, was she saying hello
This made Nuo Tuanzi happy, and Miaomiao finally took care of her!
If you are willing to take care of her, it is good that you and Miaomiao become good partners, one step closer.
Beside Ding Miao, stood a handsome little boy.
He looked pale and thin, and he was not tall. He wore an electronic watch and small leather shoes, and he looked like he was well-raised by his mother.
The boy's face is born, and it seems that he is not a student of their courtyard, but a school-chosen student in the society.
The dumpling also waved at him and smiled sweetly.
Song Qiaoxi deliberately lowered her voice to greet the little boy, but even her whispered voice could not contain her enthusiasm, "Hello, my name is Song Qiaoxi, Song is Song Jiang's Song, Qiao is Qiao Mu's Qiao , Xi is a Xi with a lot of strokes that is super difficult to write, what's your name?"
The handsome little boy's face flushed red, he quickly lowered his head to look at the toes of his shoes, and inserted his hands into his trouser pockets nervously: "I, my name is Zhao Xin... Three, three golden Xins."
"Wow! Your name is very rich, but you have a lot of strokes, but we both have a bad luck. In the future, when we take the exam, we will have to write our name for a long time!"
She burst out laughing.
The boy named Zhao Xin relaxed a lot, raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a shallow smile, his face less red.
He glanced at Ding Miao to the left, and his face turned red again.
But this time, not only did he blush, Zhao Xin even turned red at the base of his ears.
The boy turned his hard-shell schoolbag on his back, dug it out, took out a transparent bag with colorful candies, opened it and handed it to Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao.
He said to Ding Miao in a voice so small that he could hardly hear it: "What's your name? Here, give you and Song Qiaoxi candy..."
Have candy
As long as it is something to eat, glutinous dumplings like it!
Song Qiaoxi hurriedly put her little head in front of the sugar bag, which contained a lot of high-end candies she had never seen before, as well as balls of golden chocolate.
She suddenly chose to commit a difficult disease, and she was simply dazzling.
After hesitating again and again, he took a piece of toffee that he knew from the candy bag, and Tong Yin thanked him softly: "Thank you Zhao Xin!"
Tear off the yellow candy paper with the big rooster printed on it, revealing a small square of chubby and creamy white candy.
Xiao Nuo Tuan swallowed the sugar cube into his mouth, and after a few seconds, the sweet and creamy taste melted in his mouth.
Oh, toffee, so sweet and fragrant!
It's delicious too!
Intoxicated, she raised her eyes and found that Ding Miao hadn't taken the candy from the candy bag.
Ding Miao leaned against the wall, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "My name is Ding Miao, I don't eat candy, my mother said that eating candy will cause worms, thank you."
Zhao Xin blushed so red that it was about to explode, and silently took the candy back and looked at Song Qiaoxi as if asking for help, looking helpless.
His face was red, and he reached out and handed the bag to Nuo Tuanzi again, "Song, Song Qiaoxi, do you still want to eat? Well, Jinsha chocolate is delicious."
The glutinous dumpling was stunned for a moment, turning the candy with his tongue in his mouth, and playing with his little hands that drooped down his shoulders and curled his ponytail.
Ding's mother won't let Ding Yi and Ding Miao eat candy
How could she not remember this happening
Every time I went to Ding's house to play with Ding Yi, Ding's mother would grab a handful of Fu Lao Lin candy with fragrant almonds, and put it in her pocket with sweet and sour plum candy.
Why does Miaomiao say that, is it because she doesn't like Zhao Xin's... candy
A bag of all kinds of candy, and a lot of imported goods that look very high-end, all of which I have never seen before...
Looking at Ding Miao like a cold little adult, leaning her head against the wall and not looking at Zhao Xin, Song Qiaoxi really couldn't understand the reason.
It's just that, after all, it is short-sighted to eat people, and Zhao Xin can't be seen so embarrassed. Song Qiaoxi thinks about it, it is better to make a round.
She pushed Zhao Xin's hand, and because of the sugar in her mouth, the little dumpling's voice became more glutinous and sweet, and her tone was sticky, "Thank you Zhao Xin, I'll just eat one piece, and you can keep the rest.
Ding Miao may not like to eat candy, it's okay Zhao Xin, don't be sad, the two of you are at the same table and will definitely be good friends in the future!
By the way, Miaomiao's Miao is three waters, your Xin is three golds, your names look alike, it's really fate! "
Zhao Xin looked at Ding Miao again, smiled shyly and nodded to her, "Then, Ding Miao, I'll bring you another flavor of candy tomorrow? If you like salty, I'll bring you salty candy. Is the dessert any good?"
After the boy finished speaking, although Ding Miao didn't answer, her expression softened.
She shook her head gently and added in a low voice, "Thank you, no need."
Zhao Xin had no choice but to turn his head and shrink his neck again, smiled at Song Qiaoxi, and scratched his head awkwardly.
This time Nuo Tuanzi had no choice but to spread out his hands to Zhao Xin, shrugged his shoulders, and comforted him softly, "Miaomiao is a good person, but I'm not familiar with you. what... ... "
"Ring bell bell..."
The school bell rang.
"Students, line up. I will take everyone into the classroom and sit down. From now on, keep quiet. You can speak as loudly as you want during recess."
After the bell rang, Mr. Feng led the little Doudings from Grade 1, Class 5 into the classroom and arranged seats one after another.
Song Qiaoxi was placed in the middle of the second row, with Ding Miao and Zhao Xin across the aisle from her.
From now on, everyone will be the "neighbors" next door, and Xiao Nuo Tuan is very happy.
After sitting firmly, she put the schoolbag into the hole in the table, and she kept turning her head back and forth, wanting to see where Chu Jin and the others were sitting.
Oh, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi are sitting together!
Counted, in the sixth row of the classroom.
He waved to them excitedly, and immediately got two mischievous faces.
What about Chu Jin
He is taller than them, where is he sitting
He glanced around in the back row, and found that Teacher Feng hadn't made it to the end of Chu. At this time, Zhao Xin's transparent sugar bag at the adjacent table was stretched out in front of him again.
"Song Qiaoxi, eat another one, if you eat it, can you tell Ding Miao which one is delicious
This Jinsha chocolate is delicious. There are hazelnuts on the outside, hazelnut jam filling inside, and a whole hazelnut inside, which is fragrant and sweet.
Ding Miao doesn't like candy, does she like chocolate? "
With a pitiful expression, Zhao Xin begged her to eat another candy.
At this moment, after listening to Zhao Xin's detailed description, how could Xiao Nuo Tuan refuse
Although she knew that even if she described how delicious Jinsha chocolate was, Miaomiao would not necessarily eat what Zhao Xin gave her. Miaomiao was such a little "iceberg" girl with a quirky temper.
But this did not prevent Song Qiaoxi from liking her and wanting to be good friends with her.
Xiao Nuo Tuan nodded to Zhao Xin and took a golden chocolate ball from the bag.
Jinsha chocolate was held in her small hand, a very large one, wrapped in a beautiful layer of golden tin foil, and a small coffee-colored paper cup holder at the bottom, which looked very delicate.
She carefully tore open the candy wrapper and smelled it first. It was a rich nutty fragrance, it was really fragrant!
He opened his small mouth and took a bite, "Ow", a whole ball less than half of it.
Wow, the entrance is the taste of hazelnut crushed nuts, followed by fragrant and silky chocolate, eh? Crunchy wafers also ran out, and at the end was half a crispy hazelnut.
Taste it carefully, it is not purely sweet, but also has the fragrance of hazelnut and the slightly bitter taste of chocolate. This taste cannot be dissipated from the mouth for a long time.
After eating happily, Little Brain is still pondering how to organize the language, and Miaomiao describes how delicious this Jinsha chocolate is.
She heard Teacher Feng's voice coming from the back of the classroom, calling Chu Jin's name.
Song Qiaoxi just stuffed the remaining half of the chocolate ball into her mouth, her cheeks swelled up, and she hurriedly turned to look at them.
Teacher Feng patted Chu Jin on the shoulder, pointed to an empty seat, and asked him to sit next to Jiang Qisheng who was full of displeased faces.
Jiang Qisheng immediately raised his hands high, his mouth was pouted enough to hang a soy sauce bottle, and the little chubby pierced his nostrils, panting like a bull.
"Teacher! I don't want to be at the same table with Chu Jin!"
He barked like a plucked rooster, his facial features were all squeezed on his disc-like fleshy face, and his eyes were full of fear.
Song Qiaoxi stared at Jiang Qisheng in surprise, full of question marks, what was he doing
Afraid that the teacher didn't hear the same thing, Little Fatty jumped up from his seat suddenly, his fat belly against the table, chair, and bench making a screeching noise, which shows that the range of action was huge.
Where is she hurriedly looking for Teacher Shen
When Teacher Shen heard the movement, he turned around and walked quickly to Jiang Qisheng, and placed his hand on Chu Jin's shoulder, trying to comfort him.
But the boy seemed to be sideways uncomfortably, trying to avoid this physical contact.
When Teacher Feng found out, he didn't force it. He kept a little distance from him, stood a little in front of Chu Jin, and blocked Jiang Qisheng for him.
As the head teacher of the fifth class of the first grade, Feng Aihua has already learned about the situation of the classmates in advance.
Chu Jin's life experience made her particularly distressed, and she had long expected that he would be more sensitive, so when she found out that the child did not like physical contact, Feng Aihua deliberately stayed away from him.
At first, Teacher Shen wanted to arrange Chu Jin and Jiang Qisheng to sit together because Jiang Qisheng was like a "King of Children" in the preschool class, with a pungent and cheerful personality, and he could play with most of the children in the class.
The original intention was to hope that he would bring Chu Jin more. Feng Aihua had never seen Chu Jin before. From experience, he felt that such traumatized children are generally timid, introverted, sensitive and suspicious, and it is not easy to integrate into the group.
The remaining reason is that these two boys are the tallest in the class.
Feng Aihua patiently asked the puffy little fat dun: "Jiang Qisheng, tell the teacher why you don't want to be at the same table with Chu Jin?"
"Teacher, I, I just don't want to be at the same table with him..."
Jiang Qisheng jumped to the side exaggeratedly three feet away, with several desks, and was knocked crookedly by him.
He seemed to think he was far enough away, and in a comical motion, he huddled up and covered his eyes with his palms.
Xiao Pangdun shouted loudly: "Woooooo, because Chu Jin is playing with that naughty bag of Song Qiaoxi now, my father said, Uncle Song wants to raise Chu Jin to be a son-in-law, and they will be a family in the future!
Teacher Feng, you don't know, Song Qiaoxi has bullied me since she was a child, and she will let Chu Jin bully me in the future..."
When Teacher Feng heard this "crooked reason", he frowned, and felt that Jiang Qisheng was too noisy.
How did the parents teach this child to tell the child all the messy things
In front of him, a seven-year-old, 1.4-meter tall, chubby dimple with a weight of almost 100 pounds, trying to make a "weak, helpless, pitiful" expression.
Teacher Shen turned to look at the cute little girl named Song Qiaoxi who was sitting in the second row, and saw that she quickly buried her head in her arms, blocked her face and shrugged her shoulders slightly.
Looking at Chu Jin, who frowned and had a complicated look in his eyes...
When Feng Aihua was in a normal college, he had the highest score in the class in child psychology. In this scene, he would never believe what Jiang Qisheng said.
The children in the class probably thought Jiang Qisheng was funny, and because they heard the incredible gossip, there were surprised expressions on their small faces.
A lot of children you poke me, I poke you, laughing and laughing.
The eyes of many children wandered between Song Qiaoxi, who was sitting in the front row, and Chu Jin, who was standing in the back row.
"Hey, what do you mean by raising a son-in-law?"
"It's the same meaning as Tong Yang-in-law, that Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin ordered a baby to kiss."
"Then Xixi, you will have to marry Chu Jin in the future. You can't go back, right? Chu Jin is so handsome, and he can also play taekwondo, play the piano, and speak English. He is as good-looking as a prince."
"Haha, do you want to marry him too, shy!"
"Oh, you hate it, I don't have it..."
…
"Classmates, be quiet, be quiet!"
Listening to the children's innocent words, Teacher Feng shook his head helplessly and began to rectify the discipline of the class. His voice was quite serious.
Seeing that Teacher Feng was serious, the little Doudings who had just entered the first grade shrank their heads and turned into little quails, shut their mouths, and sat down in their seats.
Only Jiang Qisheng was still shrinking in place, He He Ha Ha peeked out from the crevices of his palms, with a sly smile hanging from the corners of his mouth.
Chu Jin clenched his fists, Jiang Qisheng said that he didn't care about anything, he had no interest in the tricks of these little brats, and he didn't care what they said.
However, once the Song family was involved, his chest became inexplicably hot, and he looked straight at the front row of the classroom, where Song Qiaoxi was seated.
From a distance, he could only see Xiao Nuo Tuan buried his head in his arms, lying on the table, with a pair of ponytails on the back of his hairy head, his curly brown hair swaying slightly, and his small shoulders shrugged.
she is...
Cried
Chu exhausted the fire in his stomach, and Teng came up.
With a gloomy face, he walked straight to Jiang Qisheng, and pulled Chubby Dun, who had shrunk into a ball, from the ground by grabbing the collar of his school uniform.
Jiang Qisheng opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound when he called out. Mungdou's small eyes once again turned into a soy bean, and he let Chu Jin pull him and staggered toward the front of the classroom.
This series of actions is so fast that Teacher Feng is a little confused, and his mind is not turning.
Just now, she was still thinking about how to criticize and educate Jiang Qisheng, to comfort the cute and cute little girl Song Qiaoxi alone, and she had to take time to arrange some time to give Chu Jin some psychological counseling, so that the little boy would not be left behind.
In just a few seconds, Chu Jin in Teacher Feng's eyes suddenly seemed to be a different person.
From a boy who seemed sensitive, distant, polite and beautiful like a girl, to a child with cold air all over his body and aggressive eyes.
Teacher Feng froze in place, suddenly did not understand what Chu Jin wanted to do
When she came back to her senses, she found that Chu Jin had dragged Jiang Qisheng to the front row of the classroom, and stopped in front of Song Qiaoxi's desk in the second row of the desk.
The pale, tall and thin boy changed his hands, grabbed the back of Xiao Pangdun's neck, forced Jiang Qisheng to put his head to his chest, and coldly spit out a few words in front of the whole class: "Apologize to her."
"I, I don't... Teacher Feng..." Jiang Qisheng cried and grimaced, the back of his neck was pinched by Chu Jin's hands, and he wanted to ask the teacher for help, but he couldn't lift his head.
"Apologize."
Chu Jin repeated it again, his voice became colder, and his hands increased his strength.
"Yeah...yes, sorry..."
Jiang Qisheng shivered and apologized, maybe he was really scared.
After all, Chu Jin had already scared the whole class, including Teacher Feng.
When Teacher Feng rushed over, Chu Jin threw Jiang Qisheng near the podium like throwing garbage, and returned to his indifferent and alienated attitude.
The anger in his eyes was much less, and the bottomless black eyes still had a little bit of anger, but the beautiful boy in front of him really calmed down.
Little Fatty rubbed his neck, ran back to the seat in the back row of the classroom, and sat down on the long bench.
He wanted to stuff his whole head into the hole in the table, as if he was afraid that other children would see him embarrassed and embarrassed.
Song Qiaoxi listened to everything that was happening outside, and only dared to bury her head tightly under her arms. Her arms were like kicking a lively kangaroo, her little heart was about to jump out, and it seemed that her eyes were about to burst into tears.
Her little teeth kept chewing hard, wishing her shoulders would follow her mouth.
But most of the Jinsha chocolate in your mouth is too big, you can't even turn it around, biting it for a long time, almost bit your tongue and still can't swallow it
Hey, the consequences of greedy mouth...
A pair of gentle big hands covered Xiao Nuo Tuan's shoulders, and Teacher Feng's voice swept past her ears like a spring breeze: "Don't cry, Jiang Qisheng apologized to you, and the teacher will criticize and educate him."
"Song Qiaoxi, be good, stop crying, look up and let the teacher take a look?"
"..."