When Lin Miao returned to school, she felt a great loss of vitality. It doesn't matter if you don't eat well at noon, Leonard's body is not so delicate. But after only eating a little and throwing up after coming back, the situation is obviously more serious. Jiang Shengshan, who really treated Lin Miao as a national treasure, heard the news, and his face turned pale with fright, for fear that something would happen to the national treasure in the school, and the irascible national treasure father would come over with two hundred people to demolish the teaching building.

Fortunately, after Lin Miao vomited, he returned to nothing, and after making up a can of milk, he was still the cheap-mouthed teenager.

Jiang Shengshan saw that Lin Miao still had the strength to spit out the chocolate cake from his mouth, looking black, it felt like regurgitating the black stool of the original lower digestive tract through the upper digestive tract, commonly known as spitting stool, and he was immediately disgusted and relieved.

After all, if he was really seriously ill, he would have only been left with the desire to survive, how could there be so many, pee, and fart thinking full of academic meaning.

After Lin Miao vomited, her heart and stomach were empty, thinking that she was sorry for her daughter-in-law, betraying her future child's mother and betraying the core interests of their small family. Then while eating the mung bean cake that Jiang Shengshan bought for him, he openly did math problems in the natural science teacher's class, and he was so arrogant that he just pasted another line of words on his head: Don't accept and bite me!

Of course, the teacher of the natural science class did not dare to disagree. In last week's quiz, Lin Miao handed in the paper half an hour early and still got a full score, which made the teachers not only lose their interest in disciplining him, but even almost lost the courage to discipline him.

After all, in the face of such a Lin Miao, no matter who is replaced as a teacher, he will have unrelieved doubts about the necessity of his existence in this place. Does the child really need a teacher? Am I really qualified to be his teacher? Am I really qualified to be a teacher? And so on, and one day, on the verge of self-doubt and mental breakdown, I will submit my resignation to the school.

Fortunately, Lin Miao has already sworn that she will only study in junior high school for one year.

When this semester is over, I will go up to the second floor next semester to start the total review mode with the children in the second year of junior high school.

Now that I have counted my fingers, this little guy has been enrolled in school for a month and a half, and he will be able to ...... soon How can you be a fart! Why is it only a month and a half!? Several teachers who teach natural sciences were all inexplicably irritable by Lin Miao, and their teaching career was full of frustration.

And Hua Cijie, a retired old man who teaches mathematics, is much more open to this kind of thing.

Judging from the old man's 39 years of experience, famous teachers and apprentices complement each other. If you are lucky enough to meet a child who has such a good understanding that he can even omit the step of the master leading him into the door, then what else is there to say? Every day, he stilts his legs, drinks tea, reads the newspaper, and regularly checks to see if the child has deviated. When the child has grades, the teacher should still sit on the fame and fortune, and let him worship with peace of mind. I'm afraid, some teachers themselves don't have much ability, and they can't see whether the child has gone astray.

Such a teacher who is indiscriminate should feel ashamed.

And Hua Cijie obviously didn't feel guilty about Lin Miao.

When Lin Miao has made progress and where he has improved, he can see it clearly. And the more clearly he can see, the more relieved he becomes. Unlike others think, Lin Miao just relies on talent to crush others. Only Hua Cijie knows that Lin Miao, a child, seems to be lightweight and chic, but the effort he should put in is no less than others. Even ranked according to the "effort value", at least it can be ranked in the top three in terms of age. And in front of Lin Miao, there is a little girl Lei Ruirui who does not seek to solve her blind efforts. The other is Jiang Hechuan who "the old man doesn't care about anything, anyway, I'll do it when I open the topic".

The rest of the children do work hard, but in terms of quality, they can't compare to Lin Miao, and in terms of quantity, they are far from Jiang Hechuan. If you have to say that there is anyone who is working hard and barely gritting her teeth to follow, it should be only Zhang Xueru, who is extremely strong in her bones.

It's a pity that Zhang Xueru's potential may have been almost tapped. A full score in the high school entrance examination is not a problem. In the college entrance examination, Hua Cijie is very worried about her upper limit and will be blocked below the 145-point line.

Lin Miao obviously didn't know that she had been secretly watched by Hua Cijie for so long.

After the second class in the afternoon, Lin Miao threw down her pen and rushed to the cafeteria. Peng February's and Xu Fengfan's movements were not slow, the "Three Musketeers of Refugees" got dim sum with their front and back feet, and Lin Miao held the fresh meat bun that had just come out of the cage and burst into tears.

"Damn, I was so worried that I would die suddenly in front of the desk just now, and I actually had heart palpitations when I did the last question, I'm only seven years old!" Lin Miao shouted angrily and scolded himself for not being in good health.

Xu Fengfan sucked the oil flowing out of the bun, and asked, "Isn't it because I got stuck, so my mentality collapsed?"

"Get out! In the whole world, there is no big problem that can make a widow get stuck with an arrhythmia!" Lin Miao shouted arrogantly.

The little sinners who walked into the cafeteria looked sideways at it.

Especially the children in the second year of junior high school, when they heard that Lin Miao actually entered a foreign language and passed junior high school, they could skip a grade, and their inner unacceptability and imbalance were obviously completely conceivable.

You must know that the junior high school of the foreign Chinese is originally a semester to learn the things of an ordinary school for one academic year, and the content arranged by the school itself is also stuffed, and if you quantify it, the learning intensity is almost twice as much as that of the key classes of the experimental middle school.

Under this pressure, the students in the second year of junior high school in the outer Chinese school, after a year and a half in a row, the children with the strongest learning ability among them have already felt obvious pressure. But a certain grandson, he is actually determined to jump up!

It's just that I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, my brain memory can't bear it!

Dog Day isn't a human at all!

Lin Miao was still happily eating steamed buns under the gaze of the second-year junior high school children.

Peng February's was still so stormy, after the first one finished eating, he wiped the oil on his hands, and said weakly to Lin Miao: "Brother Miao, come to my house tomorrow, my father said he wanted to tell you something." ”

Lin Miao didn't have to think about it to know what Peng February's father wanted to say.

The renovation and relocation project of Hubin Road did not involve the old Peng family. Now it seems that it should be the rising upstarts in Dongou City, who deliberately put aside the old heroes and want to go it alone. This kind of thing that touches the big interests, can I talk casually when I am a weak, helpless and pitiful little cute baby who is only seven years old?

"I'm going to talk to Lily for two hours tomorrow, don't try to ruin my love!" Lin Miao directly refused.

Peng February's admiration said: "My dad is so powerful, he said that you must not come." ”

"Yes!" Lin Miao said without concealing it, "I don't accept that your father will beat me!"

Peng February: "My dad said, he will definitely not beat you." If you don't come, he'll beat your uncle. ”

"Ouch, I'll go!" Lin Miao almost scared off the buns, grabbed one in one hand, pinched it tightly, stared at Peng Eryue and said, "What does your father want to do? Fight the capitalist grass valley? Is there anything in the world that you can't sit down and talk about? What is the future of fighting and killing?"

Peng February's face was puzzled when she heard this, and asked, "Why can what you say be so similar to my grandfather?"

"Nonsense, otherwise I still deserve to be your Master Miao?" Lin Miao took a big bite of the meat bun, and said with a very social expression, "When is tomorrow?"

Peng February: "Tomorrow morning, my driver will come to pick you up." Don't call your uncle, or my dad will break his leg on the spot. ”

Lin Miao's teeth ached when she heard it.

Jiang Yang is so bold, wouldn't it be that he didn't leave a single bite of soup for anyone?

"I know, I know, it's really troublesome, it always disrupts my life routine, disrupts my rhythm of life, and messes up my life plan. Lin Miao said impatiently.

Peng Eryue grinned: "Don't be angry, my dad said that as long as you come, I will give you a gift." ”

Lin Miao was even more angry when she heard this: "Roll on, slap a date on the face, the technique is bad, I want to vomit!"

Xu Fengfan on the side seemed to be able to understand but didn't fully understand that Lin Miao and Peng Eryue were talking nonsense, so he was too lazy to think about it.

After eating the steamed buns and drinking the winter melon pork rib soup, the three of them patted their stomachs and went to the classroom.

The third period was Weiwei's English class, and Lin Miao went directly to the teacher's office to blow American-style with Shayang. As a result, within two minutes of sitting down, the class bell had just rang, and the topic had not yet started from why the Federal Reserve wanted to kill the president of the United States to why capitalists became slaves of capital, Lin Miao was blocked in the office by a group of goods who sold meat with the head of a socialist sheep.

Jiang Shengshan came with Secretary Mu and Manager Shi of "Qujiang Nandu Daily".

accompanied by Director Gong Changji, who came to see the play.