Finally, before Luo Zheng left, he repeatedly urged Wang Cunxiao: "Just as helping the teacher, we must pay more attention to Xiaoyu. If she has any abnormalities, please tell me at any time."
Wang Cunxiao readily agreed, and before sending their father and daughter away, he also specifically said to Luo Shiyu: "I thought you could control your study and life. Obviously you have failed.
This time it's a lesson, study well during the holiday, don't do it again next semester. Otherwise, I'm not good at explaining to the teacher. "
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According to the "tradition" of students, they often have to have a meal together before separating and after getting together, and this usually happens before and after holidays.
This is a small restaurant.
Inside the box.
The table was filled with exquisite dishes, but the people around the table didn't seem to have any appetite. They didn't even open the wrapping paper on the outside of the chopsticks.
When the waiter delivered the last dish and left, Huang Mao looked at Yang Hao in front of him and complained: "Damn! After the fight last Friday, my family kept staring at me. After a holiday, he finally escaped. ."
After the transcript of the class before the final exam, although Yang Shan did not embarrass Yang Hao and the others at school, he also called their respective parents to inform them, and then they were "watched" by their respective parents.
You know, although students of this age are still a bit rebellious, they can more or less listen to their parents on the bright side. After all, he is not financially independent yet, and his parents are the real "masters."
Yang Hao smiled and said jokingly: "Then you are at home this holiday, so you have to behave well."
"Oh! Those guys were the cause." Huang Mao couldn't help but think of his failed copycat experience last Friday afternoon. He suggested to Yang Hao: "Brother Hao, we were so shameless last time. Let's I want revenge, or I won't be reconciled."
Yang Hao nodded and said, "I was careless last time. I didn't expect that the group of nerds in Class 2 and 4 would be so united. Heh!'Key Class', you made me admire you."
Said Yang Hao turned his head to look at Gu Cheng, and said with concern: "A Cheng, how are you doing?"
Gu Cheng was injured badly last time, and now he has gauze tied to his head. In fact, he didn't care about his injury, but he couldn't accept their final result last time.
"Don't worry, Brother Hao, it's just a small injury, but we can't just leave it alone."
Yang Hao thought for a while and said: "Okay! It's just too late now. When the next semester starts, we will get them fiercely. I will tell Brother Chao then that we must be ashamed.
"Brother Chao's fourth floor has been handled?" Huang Mao asked expectantly.
"Yeah! He called me last Friday night and blamed me for not telling him in advance."
After listening to Yang Hao's words, Huang Mao and Gu Cheng were instantly refreshed.
Huang Mao said with a look of excitement: "Haha, that's great. In other words, we have been unified by us in the first year of high school."
Yang Hao nodded, yearning: "We will use martial arts for the next semester, and when we get revenge, it will be the remaining forces in the second year of high school. Then we will get to the third year of high school, and finally the unified middle school"...
The winter vacation has officially begun.
Wu Xiu returned home happily and planned a good vacation. It turned out that my mother would come home for the New Year, and the old man couldn't leave because of the busy door and window business.
Wu Xiu didn't know whether the old man's "door and window business" was reliable, but at the moment he was more concerned about the fact that his mother was back.
This winter vacation, Wu Xiu finally ate the food made by his mother.
But Wu Xiu hadn't enjoyed his vacation. A week later, he was "disgusted" by his mother: he only knew about eating, sleeping, and playing with his mobile phone. He didn't know how to do housework and didn't know how to study...
And because his mother was at home, Wu Xiu couldn't stay up all night and go out to play at will, and occasionally had to pretend to study.
Before long, Wu Xiu began to miss school life again.
Still the same as the annual itinerary, after the New Year's Day, the main task every day is to visit relatives. The reason that supported Wu Xiu's visit to relatives' homes was not the longing for a long time, but the new year's money.
In fact, the process Wu Xiu hopes most to save is: pretending to decline.
Every year I have to pretend that I don’t want New Year’s money, and then push it around with my elders, and finally I have to pretend to be embarrassed and actually accept it happily.
From this point of view, "actors" are the first courses we contact and give practice.
It's just too tired!
Everyone is relatives, wouldn't it be better to keep it simple
After the Lantern Festival, the new semester began.
It is still the same process: reporting, paying tuition, cleaning, and receiving books.
Not going to school for a vacation, so Wu Xiu was full of expectations for the new semester. Just as he was planning how to study hard this semester, Yang Hao came.
Seeing Yang Hao suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom, many people in Class 4 of the second grade became alert for an instant. They stood up and stared at Yang Hao, all looking like they were ready to move.
"Don't be nervous, I'm here alone today. It's not for fighting, just looking for someone." Yang Hao arrogantly leaned on the classroom door and shouted at the corner of the classroom: "Wu Xiu, come out and talk."
Wu Xiu was a little depressed: You came to me the first evening of the new semester for self-study. How much do you care about me
Knowing that he could not hide, Wu Xiu was also very calm.
Outside the classroom, on the balcony.
Yang Hao started straight to the point and directly declared war on Wu Xiu: "Friday afternoon, at the school gate, we will fight our grievances."
Wu Xiu nodded his head indifferently. He walked to the classroom and deliberately said to himself: "Ah! I still wonder why, it turns out that the skin is itchy again. Some people are just cheap, and the scars are forgotten to hurt."
"you… "
Before Yang Hao had finished speaking, Wu Xiu had already returned to the classroom.
Being so disregarded by Wu Xiu, Yang Hao had nowhere to express a lot of cruel words that Yang Hao had planned.
If it weren't for the fact that the war had just been declared, and this place was another "turf" of others, Yang Hao really wanted to rush to fight Wu Xiu for three hundred rounds.
In the end, Yang Hao just yelled a few words behind Wu Xiu, and then left with an angry expression...
Wu Xiu didn't seem to care about the fight with Yang Hao this Friday afternoon. He was still happy every day.
After attending classes for several days, Wu Xiu always felt that something was missing.
It wasn't until Thursday's activity class that he saw Luo Shiyu taking the textbook to go outside the classroom to study, and then he realized that Luo Shiyu hadn't made up lessons for herself these days.
Wu Xiu was a little curious, so he chased up and asked, "Did you forget something?"
"what's up?"
Seeing Luo Shiyu's puzzled expression, Wu Xiu pointed to the book in Luo Shiyu's hand depressedly, and said, "Make up!"
Luo Shiyu paused and asked: "Don't you want to make up?"
"So you won't make up?" Wu Xiu asked rhetorically.
"Then do you want to make it up?"
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