Huang Han saw that Xiao Qiang was a little strange, and asked, "Xiao Qiang, what kind of joy did you encounter today!

"Laugh at you. ”

"Am I funny?"

"That's not it, I just think you're different today. ”

"What do you see again?"

"You're dressed in good spirits today, and I'm glad to look at you. ”

"I have several patches on my clothes, where can I get up, your aesthetic standards are not high!"

"It's not ugly to wear clothes, but it's annoying to be dirty, you look very clean today, you have to keep it!" she said and moved to Huang Han's side.

Little Lori used to hate to be far away from Huang Han, and taking the initiative to approach at this moment is enough to show the change in her attitude.

Huang Han smiled: "Haha, I can't wear new clothes for the time being, it's a must to keep it neat." Oh, by the way, what kind of class are you going to have in the afternoon?"

"You're still a fool when you're clean, and you don't even know what classes you're taking. The first lesson is Chinese, the second is a drawing class, do you bring crayons?"

What kind of crayon is Huang Han knew, he said, "I'll look through the bag to see if there's any." ”

Xiao Qiang said generously: "It's okay, if you forget to bring it, you can use me." ”

In the past, it was impossible for Xiao Qiang to take the initiative to lend stationery to Huang Han, but unconsciously, she changed her mind and wanted to get closer to Huang Han.

Of the more than 60 students in the class, she and Huang Han were the only ones who lived in the same alley, and the two families were not too far apart.

But Huang Han, who is one year younger than her, is so skinny that he crawls all over the ground, and his little hands are dirty all day long, of course she refuses Huang Han to touch her own things.

Huang Han was not polite, and he didn't try to find crayons when he heard the words, and said, "Okay, thank you!"

"Hee-hee, so polite, no thanks, this is what our red scarf should do. ”

The little girl is innocent and lively, and she really feels happy when she finds the great changes in the same seat, which is not much different from the relationship between neighbors and living in harmony.

The drawing lessons of primary school students are completely perfunctory, the school does not pay attention to them, the teachers are improvised, and the students draw ghost symbols.

Huang Han lamented in his heart, how should he survive this period of elementary school? Will he be assimilated and lower his intelligence value by mixing with a group of little children all day long?

The "Jingle Bell ......" class bell rang, and the classroom suddenly fell silent, and the expected Jiang Fat Man did not appear.

After a few minutes, before I saw the teacher who came to class, the friends began to whisper, and it didn't take long for the noise to be heard.

While there was a lot of commotion, the drawing teacher, who was supposed to appear in the second class, walked into the classroom, and he announced the news that Teacher Jiang was sick, very serious, and it was estimated that he would not go to work for a short time.

The school is arranging a substitute teacher, and this class will be changed to a picture class.

Huang Han felt strange and a little overwhelmed, this is different from the scene in his memory!

Jiang Fatzi's illness has not retired so early, at least not this year, is it because his life trajectory has changed from today?

In fact, Jiang Fatzi's sudden illness had something to do with Huang Han, because when she went home at noon, she thought about the afternoon essay review in her mind, and reflexively remembered Huang Han's essay that surprised her.

Obviously, that essay should be the first in the class, or even the first in the whole grade, but this essay really shouldn't be in that rotten kid's composition.

It stands to reason that this should be used as a model essay when commenting on an essay, but ......

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Jiang Fat fell down by the well without paying attention, but fortunately it was noon, and he was immediately found and sent to the hospital, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

That's because she was too fat, she fell directly to a stroke two years early, her mouth and eyes were crooked, she couldn't even speak, and she couldn't take care of herself.

The primary school students had no heart and lungs, and Jiang Fatzi did not leave any good memories, and learned that the head teacher was sick and very serious, and most of them were secretly having fun, and the drawing class was extremely active, causing the teacher to be pressed three times.

As soon as the class ended, the little cubs were like boiling a pot, and seven or eight repeaters laughed extremely presumptuously, and even Xiao Qiang quietly leaned into Huang Han's ear and said:

"I don't like Jiang Fat'er the most, it's best to let her stay sick until the summer vacation, and we will change teachers at the beginning of the next semester. ”

The little girl exhaled like an orchid, which made the uncle's ears itch, and Huang Han asked: "You actually hate Jiang Fat too?

"Hmph, I just don't like to look at her stinky face. There is no why. ”

The eyes of the masses are bright, this sentence seems to be really reasonable, even the children know who is good and who is bad.

Huang Han said: "Haha, those who have attained the Tao help more and those who have lost the Tao have little help, and the ancients did not deceive me!"

"What does that mean, it sounds so profound! Can you explain?"

"Little girl, it was a hallucination, I didn't say anything. ”

"Stinky beauty, I'm not uncommon to hear your explanation. ”

Jumping rubber bands is Xiao Qiang's favorite, and she happily left the classroom to have fun with a few female classmates.

Of course, the hot topic between classes is guessing who the substitute teacher is, and Huang Han can't be interested in talking nonsense with a group of children, and he has nothing to do, so he has to look at all the texts in the sixth book of the language book that are required to be memorized to deepen his impression.

All made a bold statement that they would score 100 points in the test, of course they couldn't break their promises, Huang Han would definitely do things in the future, an eleven-year-old child couldn't do it without the support of his family, and he had to get the trust and support of his family.

If you want your parents and sister to believe in you, you have to show your performance and use your test results to prove that you are suddenly enlightened like a god, which can at least make them doubt it.

In the future, through a few more attempts, it will be natural to let this family get benefits and increase the trust of parents.

When the class bell rang, Xiao Qiang hurriedly ran back and looked at Huang Han, who had been reading quietly, and her eyes were even more strange.

In the anticipation of more than 60 students, the substitute teacher finally appeared, and many students knew this female teacher who was about 20 years old.

Her surname is Han, she is a secondary school student, and she has been interning at Sanshui Experimental Primary School for a few months, and she should be assigned a job after graduation in the second half of this year.

It is estimated that her performance during the internship is good, and if nothing else, she hopes to be assigned to Sanshui Experimental Primary School to become a regular teacher.

The current Sanshui county is not large, and I am afraid that the permanent population is between 50,000 and 60,000, and you must know that the population of later generations is as high as 300,000.

There are too many primary schools in the townships under the jurisdiction of Sanshui County, and it is possible to assign them to the townships below without a certain relationship.

At this critical juncture, Mr. Han certainly has to work hard to be able to enter the best primary school in Sanshui County.

After all, she was born in a professional class, and her level is much higher than that of Jiang Fat, who was born at the grassroots, and she didn't rush to teach when she first arrived, but introduced herself and asked her classmates to introduce themselves, always smiling on her face.

Huang Han guessed that it was possible that Teacher Han had just got a job opportunity, and her heart should be full of enthusiasm, and she didn't know if she would be able to maintain this bright smile year after year, every day was a repetition of yesterday.

Next is the activity class, and Huang Han, who has nothing to do, still passes the time in his seat reading language books.

Who knew that only a few minutes had passed, Xiao Qiang returned to her seat angrily, Xiaoqiao's face was flushed, and several children also returned to the classroom, still arguing about something.

Xiao Qiang, who couldn't hold back her words, of course wanted to complain, she chattered that a few girls who jumped rubber bands in another group had fouled, and they didn't admit it even though they had moved......

Huang Han finally understood the beginning and end of the matter, the games of primary school students are a bit competitive, two people or two groups of people, in the absence of a referee, it all depends on consciousness, and quarrels are inevitable.

Often when they quarrel, they swear not to play with so-and-so from now on, if they can't do it, they are puppies.

But within three or five days, a group of puppies got together again.

I really can't stand Xiao Qiang's chatter in her ear, and she must be judged by Huang Han.

Annoyed, Huang Han decided to change the topic and said, "Idle is idle, why don't I tell you a story!"

"Yes, yes, I love to listen to stories, but I don't dare to listen to ghost stories. ”

"Don't worry, the stories I tell are all healthy and uplifting, and the feudal superstitions of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are resolutely defeated!"

Xiao Qiang immediately beckoned: "Kang Jing, Zhang Qian, Liu Xiaoli, Ma Lan, Wang Yu, you are all here, Huang Han wants to tell us a story." ”