Chapter 3 Are Your Heads Used for Straw?!

I stared wide-eyed at the red mark on the paper,

"10 points?!" I swallowed and almost choked on my own saliva, and the corners of my mouth twitched. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The classroom fell silent for a moment, a moment later

"Uh, hahahaha... I don't know who started it, and the students burst into laughter in an instant, and even the students on the podium couldn't help but steal the fun, while the teacher frowned and shook his head with a look of regret.

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ "I buried my face behind the scroll and kept scolding myself, 'How stupid you used to be。。。 Alas, this time it's a shame to be thrown home'

"Okay! Quiet!" the math teacher said, and the classmates became well-behaved babies.

The teacher praised the effect in her heart, she stood in front of the podium, and said to the many students on the podium, "Do you know why I called you up?" Without waiting for them to speak, she put her hand in her eyes and continued: "It's because you have dragged our class back! Come on, come on! Let the whole class see your grades! Show me all your faces! Look at you one by one, are you all full of straw in your head?!" She accentuated her voice, as if a ray was shooting out of her black-rimmed glasses, brushing at everyone on the stage, and the classmates she was targeting all shrunk their heads low.

Feeling the teacher's lethal gaze, even after living for more than 20 years, I couldn't help but lower my head and try to escape her gaze. However, the head seems to be too low.

The teacher walked up to me at some point, looked at me like an ostrich and asked, "What are you looking for there?"

I subconsciously replied, "Ground cracks. ”

Belch. In an instant, the pot in the classroom was turned on again...

"Hahahaha... "The students burst out laughing," the teacher kept shaking his head.

。。。 Shame on me, I suddenly thought, how good it would be if I hadn't shown up. Gate of Nothingness, don't let me see you again.

"Interrupted, I don't want to repeat what I said before, you see, you are the only girl who came to the front, don't you feel embarrassed? I won't say anything else, I will find time to visit your house. Go back to your seat," the teacher stopped looking at me and turned to educate the other students. I breathed a sigh of relief and ran back to my seat, secretly swearing that this was the last time...

"Hey, that's good, I usually look at you wilting, you talk like a mosquito, and you dare to do it against the teacher in math class."

The one who spoke was my tablemate, he was a fat man, his name was Li Jiafei, and I gave him a nickname in a bad taste, fattening. He was very fat, he had to take up more than half of a table, every time I wrote my right arm was hanging in the air, and my left arm was close to my body to write well, I really don't know why the school stipulates a table for men and women, I thought as soon as I saw him, is it because I am too thin to put a fat man next to me.

I didn't speak, I looked at the roll to myself, "Cut, it's boring" He turned his head and squeezed his fat body towards me again.

I can be said to be a good girl in the class, I can't be well-behaved, I never dare to speak loudly, and the relationship between classmates is average. Girls generally don't like to play with people who don't get good grades, and boys generally like to talk to beautiful girls, so I don't have a single friend in the class.

I remember that in my previous life, I was the kind of person who ate and waited for death, I didn't study well, and I didn't stand out, so it's no wonder that no one wants to be friends.

My appearance is actually not ugly, but it is definitely not a great beauty who is alluring the country and the city, it is the kind that the more you look at it, the more you look at it, my hair is bent, and it is curly and fluffy at birth, others say it looks like a real doll, but then the hair grows, it is not that feeling, every day like a madman, I like the long hair of other classmates fluttering, but when I once entered the class with beautiful hair and was laughed at by all my classmates, I never dispersed, and I would rather spend more time combing my hair than being a joke.

In my previous life, I was very timid, and I remember being bullied all the time when I was in kindergarten. I like to go along with it, no matter what anyone says, I don't hear it, and then I go home and get hurt silently, and slowly my academic performance is getting worse and worse, leading to school resistance and skipping school...

Alas...... Now that I think about it, I feel very uncomfortable, I hate myself in my previous life, low self-esteem, cowardice, cowardice... Even I look down on myself.

Soon, in the sound education of the mathematics teacher, the bell finally rang under the expectation of many students, and as soon as the teacher walked out of the classroom, the students exploded

"It's finally time for school, math class is really hard,"

"Yes, this class has caught up with the criticism meeting, the math teacher is so good"

"I don't blame the teachers for being so angry, I blame them for not studying well... balabala。。。 ”

Looking at the many classmates who were busy packing their schoolbags, listening to my dear classmates talking to each other, I looked at everything I was familiar with, and I felt like I was in a dream, and I was really alive again?!

Suddenly very excited, hurriedly packed my schoolbag, because I didn't have to be on duty to leave early, I ran out of the classroom...

Go out the door, look around, and see everything familiar. This is my elementary school, the primary school where I have lived for 6 years, rows of houses with red tiles and white walls, flower beds with flowers and plants, wide playgrounds, and trees, watching the sunset and smelling the wind, suddenly I want to cry, I broke off and came back.

Yes, this is my elementary school, the third elementary school, and my hometown is a small city that has just become a municipal level and is under development, and many places, including my elementary school, are still bungalow districts. This third, as the name suggests, is the third-ranked school, and the direct reason for choosing it is that it is close to home, and it is only a 15-minute walk from home to school.

I'm in the fifth grade, 10 years old, like a bean sprout, skinny and small. My family owned a small shop at that time, my father was a mechanic, he had his own car, and the family life was quite well-off, but all this changed after my parents divorced. Since fate has made me live again, then I will never live the same life again!

As I was immersed in the memories, someone reached out and touched me.

"Hey, this classmate, are you okay? You've been standing for more than half an hour, why haven't you gone home yet, it's been more than 40 minutes since school. I turned my head to look at this person, and felt that my eyes lit up, yo, this young man is so good-looking, and how many good girls have to break their hearts when they grow up. Tsk tsk... I didn't find out that there were such excellent products around me before.

The person in front of him has clear eyes, a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew, long eyelashes, a straight nose bridge, pink lips like rose petals, fair skin, handsome with a touch of tenderness!

Wow, a handsome guy who looks like a girl~ suddenly had the idea of teasing him

"What are you doing little handsome guy, I'm here to understand life, and I'll go back in a while, don't worry about me. I smiled at him, well, the more I look at it, the more handsome I get.

Maybe my gaze is too direct, the little handsome guy blushes, what a child

"Ah?!。。 Oh, well, you should go back early, it's not too early... Uh, that, I'll go first, goodbye" Before I could speak, the handsome little guy flew away.

"Ah, I'm too shy. I shook my head and quickly put on my bag and ran home...

My home, I'm back. I'm not going to let it separate this time.