"Qin Jianghao!"

As soon as the class bell rang, the teacher called my name as soon as he walked in from outside.

Every time I heard her tone, I knew that there was nothing good to look for me.

Sure enough, she slammed the whip on the lectern and asked me angrily, "Why didn't you submit your essay?"

Composition?

I thought about it, and it seemed that she had been assigned an essay assignment at the end of class yesterday.

"I didn't write. I replied honestly.

She was even more angry, "Why don't you write? Don't you know that the homework assigned by the teacher is going to be completed on the same day? Everyone else has written it, why didn't you write it?"

I stood stubbornly and didn't speak,

Seeing that I didn't speak, she was so angry that she brought out the killer feature they loved every time they made a big fuss, "Call your parents to come to school tomorrow." ”

She was too busy to have time, so I said, "I don't know how to write." ”

"Everyone else can write it, but you can't write it? Even if you write about some daily things, that's okay, such a simple essay can be written than your junior grades. ”

“……”。

"Call your parents over tomorrow, and the essay will be handed in!"

"......" I didn't reply, because I knew that no matter how much I said, it was in vain, and in the eyes of adults or children, except for grades, in addition to being obedient, everything else was not serious.

The teacher didn't let me sit down, so I couldn't sit down by myself, otherwise she would be dissatisfied and cause trouble, so I just stood up and took a lesson.

At the end of class, a girl next to me pulled the corner of my clothes, handed her notebook to me, and said with a red face: "Qin Jianghao, I lend you my composition." ”

She is our class president, I don't know what her name is, I just know that she has always had good grades and is often praised by teachers.

I turned my head slightly to look at her notebook, and under the crooked handwriting, there were two dazzling big red letters-95 points.

I withdrew my eyes and said disdainfully, "Take it away, it's not uncommon." ”

Her eyes turned red and then she started crying, I don't know why she was crying, a little guilty, but she didn't apologize.

When I got home that day, I didn't tell my mom that the teacher told her to go to school tomorrow, pretending that nothing had happened.

When I returned to my room after eating, I wrung my eyebrows and looked at the four big characters at the top of the homework book, and I felt that my head was big.

Essay requirements: Write an essay of no less than 300 words on the theme of "My Dad".

I don't have a father, so how can I write such a thing? What is the meaning of this kind of thing in this world?

It's just going to hurt my mother, an irresponsible man, what is there to write about.

The main man was irritable, and suddenly someone pushed the door and ran in, so rude, I didn't need to look, I knew who it was.

"Qin Jianghao, I've come to see you. A muffled voice came, and I turned my head to look behind me to see that she was nibbling on a loaf of bread in her hand. I couldn't help but give her a roll of my eyes.

Whoever comes to see me is just to come to my house to eat and drink.

Bai Luoluo leaned over, glanced at the notebook on my desk, and asked, "Are you doing your homework?"

"Well, you go out, don't bother me. "I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't really want to deal with her, so I'm evicting her.

She didn't seem to hear it, her cheeks were still moving, because she was chewing the cake, "Why didn't you write a word?"

Is she blind? I wrote four words, and the title counts, okay?

It's really annoying to her, sticking to me like a fart all day long, "Go eat out, don't get in the way of my homework." ”

"Don't write it, come with me to dance the rubber band, my brother seems to have written this, I'll steal it and copy it for you later." ”

Is there such a thing as a rubber band, is it a boy jumping? It's nonsense.

I pushed her out the door and tried to kick her out, but she suddenly conjured a piece of malt candy out of her sleeve and stuffed it in my hand, "My mother just bought it, it's delicious, for you." ”

I held the white, hard candy in my hand, and I often saw an old man selling it on the street, but I had never eaten it, but for the sake of face, I tried to return it to her, "I don't eat this kind of thing." ”

But she had already dodged my hand pushing her, jumped on my bed and sat up, reached out and took my notebook, and made a deal with me, "If you eat it, I will help you write an essay." ”

Is she a pig? It's a loss-making trade. But I thought that if I couldn't submit the essay tomorrow, the teacher would definitely ask me to invite my parents, so I was a little hesitant.

She was already writing on the table with my pen, and I was annoyed and wanted to yell at her, but when I opened my mouth, I couldn't say anything.

She suddenly turned to her head and asked, "How do you write the nose of the nose?" ”

She was only in the second grade, and she didn't know many words at all.

I deliberately put on a face, "I can't write such a simple word, can you write an essay?"

"Of course!" she looked confident, and then she lay on the table and began to write, I was a little curious about what she was writing, and I leaned over to look at it, and was momentarily speechless.

O's father is a man, he has a pair of big sleepy green, tall biko, big zui bar, big face, he is very zhuang, because he is a public man, he has to do a lot of shi every day......

At a glance, almost all of the essays used to be pinyin and typos, so let me, a fourth-grader, take it and hand it to the teacher, is it really okay?

She stopped writing for a while, and then began to read the boxes in her math workbook one by one.

When she counted to 189, she scratched her head in distress, then picked up the pen and began to write again, and said to herself, "It's still a lot." ”

After writing for a while, she counted again, and there were ten more, so she took a pen and crossed out the words that she couldn't write and replaced them with pinyin, and then happily said to me: "Qin Jianghao, I'm done writing, I wrote ten more words, and I don't want the words I can't write before, it's enough." ”

...... "What should I say, should I say she's stupid or naïve?"

She just looks at the quantity and not the quality!

Her mother's voice called her outside the door and told her to come home for dinner, and as soon as she heard the word "eat", she instantly seemed to have heard something rare, and she couldn't wait to jump out of bed and run away without saying a word.

It's a big foodie.

I took the homework book and read her essay, and the more I read it, the more disgusted I became, especially the ugly words that I could recognize, and I thought it was probably because I was too smart.

I tore it up and threw it in the trash, but after a while, I picked it up again, corrected the words she wrote wrong and couldn't write, and then copied it again.

Before class the next day, it was neatly placed on the teacher's desk.

When she came to class, she frowned, but she didn't say anything, and I was secretly relieved.

I thought that I had finally escaped today, but it didn't take long for this breath to relax, and there was more trouble to find.

In the second class, the girl who said yesterday that she borrowed me to write an essay to see that I didn't get her love suddenly said in class that the pen her father bought for her from the United States was missing.

I don't like to care too much about other people's affairs, so I didn't plan to pay attention to it, but a boy suddenly said at this time, "I saw Qin Jianghao open and flip through Feng Nini's drawer before." ”

The eyes of the teacher and the class were all on me.

I have never experienced this kind of theft based on the words of one person, so I am not afraid of it, and I don't even bother to explain, because I know that since the boy said that sentence, they have already determined that I am the thief.

"Qin Jianghao, why did you steal Nini's fountain pen?

See, even when the teacher speaks, it is a tone of questioning rather than questioning. It's just that the girl named Feng Nini's family is very rich, and her parents will give some small benefits to the teacher every holiday, so she protects that girl more than her own daughter.

"I didn't take her. I said coldly.

But my denial was not convincing at all, and they searched my whole body, my school bag, my desk, and threw my books and notebooks all over the ground.

When I couldn't find it, I was angry and called me outside to the punishment station.

At that time, I hated the people of this world very much, when I stood outside, looking at the sun-bathed playground downstairs, I really wanted to jump from here, after jumping, or I would never be wronged, misunderstood, humiliated, or bullied again, right?

My feet were just about to move towards the Chaoyang platform, when I suddenly felt that my pants were pulled by something, and I looked down and saw Bai Luoluo squatting in front of me for some time.

She looked up at me and asked, "Did you do something bad again, so you were punished?"

I don't know why, as soon as I saw her, the gloomy swamp in my heart that was so barren that I felt that it was meaningless in this world was instantly drowned in a blue ocean. Instead, there is a mood of dying to save face.

I feel that every time I sniff out, she sees it, and I can't help but roll my eyes at her.

I wanted to get her away, but the bell rang suddenly, and the teacher and classmates rushed out.

"Qin Jianghao, do you know it's wrong?"

I looked downstairs, dignity and stubbornness forced me not to look back, I didn't want Bai Luoluo to see the grievances in my eyes.

"I ask you, what is your attitude!"

The arm was pulled violently, and then there was a heart-piercing pain from the flesh on the arm, and I almost couldn't help crying at that time, but seeing Bai Luo fall aside, I couldn't bear to let myself have any embarrassing emotions exposed in front of her.

"Where did you hide Feng Nini's fountain pen? Hurry up and hand it over, it was brought back to her by her father from the United States, do you know how expensive it is, hand it over quickly, or let your mother come over tomorrow to lose money." ”

Why, why is it that the more you back down, the more people in this world like to be aggressive?

"I said that I didn't take her, you don't bother. "I was so angry that it was the first time I had used such a tone against a teacher.

But because I was too small and lacked strength, all my resistance turned into a worse result.

Write each chapter carefully.,Don't spray if you don't like it.,I don't want to interrupt my train of thought because of anyone's comments.,I write my book if you like it.,If you don't like it, please don't deliberately make things difficult.,Or that's the sentence.,Don't use the routine of reading other people's books in my book.,You've read the plot development you're looking forward to.,Why do you want me to write like that?In addition,Thank you to the little angel who has always supported this book.。 Love you guys.