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In the end, the teacher selected more than a dozen male classmates and went with them, while Ma Xiaodong pretended to be small and transparent on the side, hiding himself and avoiding the work of moving books.

However, Ma Xiaodong sadly found that he had avoided the work of moving books, but there was nothing else, no, Zhao Lin, who was a little arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat, found him.

"Ma Xiaodong, since you study first in our class, then, you will write the blackboard newspaper this time. "Zhao Lin has studied since she was a child and does not admit defeat, even if she is compared with the first in that grade, she usually wins and loses each other, but she didn't expect to play abnormally in this exam and didn't get the first place in her grade. Moreover, not only did she not get the first place in the grade, but even the first place in the class was taken away, which made her very unconvinced, and she planned to see if Ma Xiaodong's level was really so high.

Ma Xiaodong looked at Zhao Lin suspiciously, and asked, "Didn't the teacher just say that you should make a blackboard newspaper?" "The blackboard newspaper is a thing, generally written and painted, if you want to write, Ma Xiaodong is no problem, after all, he has decades of experience in his previous life, and he is better than these junior high school students, but painting is not his strength.

Zhao Lin listened to Ma Xiaodong's words, looked at him and smiled slightly, Zhao Lin's smile was very gentle, very warm, and a typical smile was toothless, but Ma Xiaodong clearly felt the naughty meaning from this girl's smile.

"The teacher asked me to organize, and now I'm organizing, you are the helper I'm looking for, hurry up, come with me." As he spoke, he picked up the colored chalk, regardless of whether Ma Xiaodong wanted it or not, put it directly in front of him, and walked to the blackboard at the back of the classroom.

Ma Xiaodong looked at it, and he didn't even give himself a chance to refuse, so he reluctantly picked up the chalk and went to the blackboard, looked at Zhao Lin and asked, "Say, I can help you do something." ”

"Help me design it! See how it's typeset and what to put in. ”

Ma Xiaodong looked at the time, and felt that it was better to hurry up, otherwise the two of them would not be able to finish painting when school ended, so he said immediately: "Okay, I'll write your drawing, I'll write the content first, and you look at adding some patterns and the like in the blank space." ”

Zhao Lin glanced at Ma Xiaodong unexpectedly, he didn't expect him to agree so happily, he wanted to embarrass him, but people didn't seem to care at all.

"Okay, you can write it. ”

Ma Xiaodong nodded, picked up the chalk, starting from the far left, the blackboard is not big, only about three meters, Ma Xiaodong's design is divided into three sections.

The first section is to turn the chalk sideways, and write a few big characters in the dragon and phoenix, "drunk in the book" and then write some famous sentences of celebrities reading books below.

It didn't take 5 minutes, the first section was over, Zhao Lin looked at the words on the blackboard in a daze, and was shocked, it turned out that he not only studied well, but also wrote well, and she found that when Ma Xiaodong wrote these things, he didn't look for information or read books at all, and he did it in one go.

The first section is finished, and the second one begins, which is a persuasion poem, from Yan Zhenqing in the Tang Dynasty;

The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying.

The black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late

After persuading the poetry to finish, Ma Xiaodong thought about it and decided to write a poem at the end, the ancient lyricist Ma Xiaodong's favorite is Su Dongpo's work, but Su Dongpo has no more suitable words.

So Ma Xiaodong chose a modern word, if you want to talk about modern words, Ma Xiaodong's favorite is Taizu's words. Taizu's words are heroic and magnificent, making people feel like they are boiling with blood and hairs standing on end. And there's a song that's definitely suitable for here.

Changsha

In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River went north, and the orange island was headed.

Look at the red mountains all over, the layers of forests are dyed, the rivers are clear, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream.

The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete freely.

Confused, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?

Bring hundreds of couples to travel, reminiscing about the past eventful years.

Just a young classmate, in the prime of life, a scholarly spirit, scolding Fang Xuan.

Pointing to the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves curb the flying boat?

Looking at this majestic and high-spirited poem, Ma Xiaodong couldn't help but feel excited, he was in his youth, how could he not be bookish and scolding Fang Xuan?

calmed down slightly, Ma Xiaodong looked at Zhao Lin and said: "Okay, my work is done, I don't need to see if you can get it, if you use it, you can just add patterns to the side, you don't need me, you can find someone else." ”

After speaking, Ma Xiaodong stuffed the chalk into Zhao Lin's hand, and touched it on the little hand by the way, little girl, I thought I couldn't see her thoughts, I was a human being in two lives, in my thirties, and I don't know your careful thoughts.

Zhao Lin watched Ma Xiaodong finish writing the blackboard newspaper in ten minutes, and he didn't look for information and read books at all, so he was shocked and didn't want it.

Hearing Ma Xiaodong's words, he just wanted to answer, but suddenly felt that his hand was touched by Ma Xiaodong, and it was definitely not unintentional, it must have been intentional, because this guy even pinched it. Suddenly, Zhao Lin's face turned red.

The little girl has never encountered such a thing when she is so old, although she has occasionally been touched by boys before, but it is all unintentional, how can there be a person like Ma Xiaodong, who is blatantly flirting? This is simply a hooligan. Zhao Lin was so frightened that she blushed for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

Angrily reprimanded? Isn't that known to the whole class? Then how will I see people in the future? Pretend not to know? It seems that this is the only way, so Zhao Lin turned her head, tried not to let others see her red little face, took chalk, and began to draw lace for the blackboard newspaper, but what she draw, it is estimated that she herself does not know.

After teasing Zhao Lin, Ma Xiaodong hummed a minor tune and returned to his seat and sat down, watching the students busy sprinkling water and sweeping the floor.

Ma Xiaodong was a little idle for a while, so he quietly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the little girl.

"Are you out of school?"

After waiting for a while, the little girl replied to the message.

"It's almost over, I've finished handing out the books, the teacher is talking, I'll be looking for you after school in a while. ”

Ma Xiaodong replied: "Don't wait for me, we guess we will have to wait for a while, you and Wu Yunwei go back to the dormitory, I made an appointment with my classmates after school, and we have something to do together." ”

"Alright then, call me when you're done, I'm going to go out for a walk and see what the night looks like in town. ”

"Okay, bye-bye. ”

"Bye-bye!"