Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

When Ding Jiayi left the room, Qiao Nan spit out a sigh of gas, which is really dangerous.

Today, Li Lao knows that she is going to participate in the essay competition, just let her leave the composition. As for Li Lao’s use of his own text, Qiao Nan does not know, but does not care.

Anyway, no matter what, Li Lao can't be like her mother, taking her essay to copy to others, but also let her the original creator can't use it.

Her mother's thoughts are really more and more wonderful. It is no wonder that she was hit by a car in her life. Her mother said happily, and Joe had a cure for the disease, and the kidneys had it.

After being pulled back to the room by Joe Dongliang, Ding Jiayi slammed on Joe Dongliang: "Old Joe, are you stupid? We often donate money to the children, so that the children can buy paperwork, it is better to let the children directly It’s not enough to read Qiao Nan’s composition.”

"Which line, I said that it was written by Nan Nan, that is Nan Nan's, and the son can't use it. If you let others know, you are not too shameful, are you not afraid of shame? You still have to Considering things for the future of Zizi, Zizi will not be recruited in the future." Qiao Dongliang said with a headache.

"Don't let others know that it won't do."

"Hey, you still know that this thing is not done right, can't you let people know?" Joe Dongliang ironically: "Don't let others know, this thing can still be saved? Just hope that it won't be too big." ”

Zixiao has already been remembered in the school. I don’t know that everyone in the middle school knows this, at least the class that I read, do you still know?

At the thought of this situation, Qiao Dongliang had a headache: "You said that this was a trouble, and the child was remembered a little. After that, she still has the confidence to stay in that class. Will she be looked down upon?"

Cheating, and copying is still the composition of the sister, Joe Dongliang thinks that his face is panic.

"No, no." Ding Jiayi stunned, some stuttered: "No, it is not... and that composition is Qiao Nan's. This is our own family's business. What do you do with others? Why are they because of this? , can't you look down on the child?"

"In this case, you will also say at home. You don't want to think about it. Zizi relies on Nan Nan's composition to have the opportunity to participate in the essay competition. If the child does not participate, then others can participate, which is equal to the child's dome. Someone else's quota. Not to mention other people, this time something like this, you think that the teacher of Zizi will have any opinion on Zizi, will there be any opinion. The child is remembered to be small, and he is afraid of the child. The teacher was also punished for this matter."

"You mean, because of this, the child may have offended the teacher. This is not the case?" Ding Jiayi was scared, compared with the classmates, the teacher’s attitude toward Joe Ziyi was called Ding Jiayi. care.

"Otherwise, what kind of school is in the middle school, you don't know? You won't think about it. You always say it doesn't matter, but for the middle school, the child is copied, and the stain is left in the middle school. Said to be the teacher of the middle school. What do you think the headmaster of the middle school thinks?"

"Then, what should I do?" At home, Ding Jiayi said that this is normal and normal, but outside, Ding Jiayi's words are not counted.

"How do I know what to do, this is difficult to do. How can Zizi be so confused, and you, the brain is filled with tofu, but also dare to grab the text of Nan Nan. You are suspected to be in the middle of the attached The reputation is not bad enough, it is not enough for the teacher to hate it? How many levels are there, now her teacher must know. If she takes out another Nan Nan composition, do you know her teacher knows?"

Qiao Dongliang simply did not start from the path of destroying the sisters' feelings, but from the perspective of thinking about Joe Zi, only Ding Jiayi could hear it.

"Also, is this still the case?" Sure enough, Joe Dongliang started from the position of Joe Zi, and every word that Joe Dongliang said, Ding Jiayi listened to her ear: "That, what should we do? I still I thought that it would be helpful for Zi Nan’s composition to be given to Zi Zi.”

Dead hoes, and surely, the only essay that can get the hand can't help the child, it's useless.

"You don't want to mix and match with Nan Nan. I am not helping Nan Nan. You are not afraid of helping yourself, but you are hurting?"

"Why are you doing it for the sake of the son or for Jonan? You know it yourself. But the matter of the child, I really should consider it. If the teacher really is because of this, it is not pleasing to the eye. What should I do?” Ding Jiayi knew that what she was going to do next was to find a way to remedy her daughter.

Qiao’s ridiculous weekend passed. When I went to school on Monday, Zhao Yucai sat down and the classmates came round: "How about the weekend game, Qiao Nan, you know."

Zhao Yu's face is black, which pot is not open.

I thought that I was a close exam, and I also participated in the training for half a month. Qiao Nan was the default. Zhao Yu came to the air: "Oh, don't ask, Qiao Nan is indeed participating in the essay competition." one of."

"Ah, really?" The classmates who wanted to watch the show were depressed when they heard this.

"Don't say it, annoyed, I have to read a book." Zhao Yu put the book up and covered his face.

Originally, she thought that she had broken Joanna’s pen, and Joanna didn’t write a pen and could participate in any competition.

Who knows, a multi-effect ghost emerged, borrowed a pen from Qiao Nan, and did not know how Qiao Nan’s composition was written. I hope that Joanna can write it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu peeked at Qiao Nan with a guilty conscience. Qiao Nan’s pen was all broken. Can Joanna doubt what?

But when she did that, no one saw it. Even if Joanna had doubts, she couldn’t help her.

"Your text, still you." Qiao Nan will come down, Zhu Baoguo will return the text that Qiao Nan left to Li Lao before returning.

"Thank you." The text will be taken back, and Jonan is relieved.

On the day she lost, she didn't take the text back, otherwise her mother's temper would definitely be given to Joe.

In this life, the money she earned was her, and the composition she wrote could only be her, and she would never let Joe take her one word!

This is exactly the case, Qiao Nan's "thank you" is more sensible than usual.

"Do you have a fever?" Habitually, Qiao Nan's cold attitude, Zhu Baoguo shivered uncomfortably: "Is it wrong?"

"Take your you." Qiao Nan threw a white eye to Zhu Baoguo, and Zhu Baoguo said with a smile: "This is almost the same."

"..." Qiao Nan's mouth was pumping. She didn't know that Zhu Baoguo was the one who adjusted this tone.