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Today is... Lu Zhengkang went out to check his mobile phone. On Thursday, December 6, 2085, the solar terms were snowing.

The first part of the morning was Chinese. The teacher spent half a class on dictation. The second part was mathematics. The equations were taught. Many questions were confused and there was no feeling.

At half past nine, the familiar "Athletes March" clamored again, and the energetic pupils ran out to gather.

Lu Zhengkang was stopped by the head teacher at the door and took him to the office to have tea.

He thought that he had done nothing wrong, so when he entered the office, he was a bit confident, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Xiangli standing at the desk of the English teacher. The little girl turned her back to the door and could clearly see her. His hands were tangled unfaithfully behind him. Student Xiao Su wore a white cotton dress today with many cartoon little strawberries printed and dyed. The upper body was a denim vest in gardenia color with loose hair, and a brown bear hairpin was held behind his left ear.

The head teacher pointed to the English teacher and motioned to Lu Zhengkang to go over, and Shi Shiran turned around to manage the morning exercises.

There were only three people in the entire office. Teacher Li used her finger to poke a little bit on the computer screen and ignored Su Xiangli for the time being. After Lu Zhengkang walked over, she turned her head and smiled at him.

Lu Zhengkang asked softly: "Hello teacher, what can I do if you call me?"

Teacher Li stopped her work, kicked her feet slightly on the ground, and moved the wheelchair back a bit, freeing her body from the restraint of the table. She was facing the two of them, slightly bowed her head, her eyes were serious Yes, she is thin and thin, and once she becomes serious, she will give people the illusion of anger.

"Student Lu, you are a good friend of Su Xiangli, do you know her recent studies?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Lu Zhengkang was a little discouraged.

Of course, he knew that Su Xiangli's English grades were declining, not because she didn't study hard, but because she hated Teacher Li herself, and she deliberately wrote wrong questions in these weekly tests.

"I know."

Teacher Li frowned, "Since you know, you should shoulder the responsibility of classmates and friends!"

"..." Lu Zhengkang was silent. This is the usual trick of the students. It is almost useless to argue with the teacher. Moreover, the current problem is not Su Xiangli's academic performance.

Teacher Li sincerely advised the two children, "You have to know that no matter in school or in society, everyone should have the enthusiasm to help each other. Without such a spirit of unity, our country would not be what it is today. Your students are both competitors and mutual helpers. Lu Zhengkang, your grades are the best in your grade, and the teacher knows that you are willing to help others. So you have to think of a solution for Su Xiangli’s grades. ."

"Okay, Teacher Li." Lu Zhengkang's tone was low. He glanced sideways at Su Xiangli. She lowered her head, but was peeking at Lu Zhengkang, still snickering.

The national anthem sounded outside, and it was time to raise the national flag. Lu Zhengkang thought, um, salute, he turned his head and looked out the window, yes, the red national flag has risen, in the east, like a sun.

Teacher Li sighed and turned around to continue working, but she still babbled about some learning methods. This woman is a bit more verbose than her appearance.

Lu Zhengkang finished watching the flag-raising ceremony and turned around again. Su Xiangli saw him looking back at him, so he did not look at him. The national anthem stopped abruptly at this time, and the lingering sound at the end echoed in the empty campus.

Lu Zhengkang smiled, Su Xiangli's dodge look like a butterfly dancing in the bushes of spring. He recalled that afternoon on an outing, lying among the long grass, looking at the blue sky.

Su Xiangli turned her head back again. She was always like this. The anger came and went faster. It could even be said that she had a good temper. All her anger was just a prank on herself and others, and what she hid in her heart was immense joy.

"Are you listening?"

Su Xiangli lowered her head in panic and stared at her toes. Lu Zhengkang saw a piece of white cotton trousers and small black leather shoes exposed at the bottom of her skirt. She is dressed very fashionable today, with a vest and skirt, which is quite rebellious. .

"Lu Zhengkang."

"Here."

Teacher Li glanced at him suspiciously, "Are you listening to what I said? Although your English is good, learning methods are sometimes more important than talent."

"Okay." Lu Zhengkang showed a formulaic smile.

Su Xiangli quietly approached him, and poked Lu Zhengkang's left rib with his hand behind his back.

"Puff!"

"Huh? What is so funny?"

"Nothing. I cough, cough, cough!" Lu Zhengkang squinted at Su Xiangli, her eyes full of ill intentions, and she immediately made an expression of begging for mercy.

Teacher Li was busy with office work, only sighed, "Nowadays children can't manage."

Lu Zhengkang dealt with it, "Well. Teacher, rest assured, I will definitely'help' Su Xiangli." His tone was sincere and gentle, but his hands were merciless. He grabbed Su Xiangli's little hand and rubbed it hard. She almost cried out in pain.

Teacher Li stopped suddenly. The two children were so scared that they couldn't move. They were relieved when they watched the teacher take out a few fruit candies from the drawer and hand them over~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"I am not asking you to come here to punish you, especially Su Xiangli. People have to learn. This is an eternal process, just like eating and drinking..."

The loudspeakers outside suddenly screamed loudly, "The fourteenth broadcast gymnastics, the spirits are flying, and now it begins..."

Teacher Li told the office to close the windows intelligently, and the room became quiet after soundproofing. She continued to nag, seemingly not going to stop talking before the end of the exercise.

The sugar that Lu Zhengkang picked was grape-flavored, sweet and mellow. He slapped him, and while he bluntly echoed the teacher's nonsense, he let go of Su Xiangli's hand.

Su Xiangli had the taste of cantaloupe, and it was as sweet as sweet. She quietly moved to the back of Lu Zhengkang and took her finger to write and draw on his back.

Lu Zhengkang frowned, wondering what she had written.

[Deer... Zheng... Kang...]

Oh, all right, what's the matter? By the way, itchy on my back when you scratch it.

【fool】

Lu Zhengkang:? ? ? (*￣︿￣)

[...Quick...let...old...teacher...shut up...mouth...]

I want it too.

Su Xiangli suddenly lost the interest in writing carefully and began to doodle.

Lu Zhengkang: What's this written again? bother? Is it annoying? No, it seems to be, oops, I haven't guessed it yet, don't rush to write.

He walked over with his back, gently grabbed Su Xiangli's hand, squeezed, and motioned her to write well and write seriously.

Su Xiang was annoyed, so he used both hands together, and the storm slammed.

Teacher Li turned his head inadvertently, but found that his proud protégé Lu Zhengkang used the knuckles of his index fingers to drill frantically against the girl's temples.

"Lu Zhengkang!!!"

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