"Hello everyone, I'm Edogawa Conan, you can call me Conan, please give me more advice in the future-" Conan bowed politely.

"Hello everyone, my name is Ayumi Yoshida, you can call me Ayumi, please take care of me in the future!" The girl bowed too.

They are all elementary school students, they have no concept of nationality, and when they see that they speak Chinese very well, they immediately applaud and welcome them to join the fourth class of the year.

But Nangong Li looked at Teacher Wu and arranged Edogawa Conan and Yoshida Ayumi behind him, and Nangong Li suddenly became a little hairy.

There was a popular saying back then, "cherish life, stay away from Conan" Nangong Li still remembers it vividly, although I like that cartoon very much, but there is another reason why I like it, that is, Conan is dead and hot everywhere!

But today, this Conan actually arrived in Huaxia and Jincheng, what should I do? Will there be no more peace in Jincheng in the future?

"Nangong Li, what did the teacher call you?" Conan Edogawa, who was behind him, suddenly stabbed Nangong Li in the back.

"To..." Nangong Li immediately stood up, but his eyes were black at this stand, and his body leaned back weakly.

"Hey!" Conan immediately jumped on the table and grabbed Nangong Li, and the teacher also rushed over.

"Aren't you still in good health? Do you want the teacher to take you to the infirmary? "Teacher Wu is really worried about Nangong Li.

"Teacher, I'm fine, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and there was a fire in our landlady's house... So I'm just a little tired, and that's okay. Nangong Li shook his head, but he was very puzzled in his heart.

It's okay to bluff others with that excuse, but Nangong Li doesn't understand why he gets dizzy. Still in a trance, what's wrong?

"Then you lie down for a while, and you must tell the teacher if you have something. You know? Teacher Wu looked at Nangong Li Qiang sitting there, both liking and distressing.

"Everyone continue to read the textbook, duck..."Nangong Li listened to the teacher's class while trying to run his skills, and his body was more comfortable.

After running for a week, Nangong Li's face also changed from white to ruddy, and she looked at the blackboard to make today's notes.

Teacher Wu, who was lecturing, glanced at Nangong Li from time to time. Seeing that she seemed to be okay and was still taking notes, Mr. Wu really sighed in his heart.

Students and students are just different! Some children are a little sick and immediately ask for leave. Delays in learning also affected the grades of the class.

But Nangong Li almost fainted just now, and he can still insist on sitting here and taking notes, what a strong contrast?

The more children like this, the more the teacher likes them. Nangong Li is so likable. Teacher Wu really can't wait for this Nangong Li to be his daughter, how good is that!

However, the ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, and this matter is just a thought.

Seeing the homeroom teacher looking at Nangong Li with unusual eyes, Edogawa Conan became very interested in this new classmate.

This girl's personality seems to be much worse than her appearance, and as a detective, Edogawa Conan has made Nangong Li the target of his research.

After class, Nangong Li was still writing seriously. After writing in class, she took out the teacher's one again. The records of the first two days were copied up in class.

Conan Edogawa looked at Ayumi, who mingled with his classmates, and nodded gently, this is the life that a first-grade child should have.

Turning his head, Conan looked at Nangong Li who was copying while reading in pieces, it was really unusual for a seven or eight-year-old girl to be so serious.

"Buzz..."Nangong Li's phone suddenly vibrate, Nangong Li picked up the phone with one hand, "Hey, hello..."

"Xiao Li, I'm going to work overtime tonight, there are very important guests in the unit, do you want to go to Mr. Wu's house to sleep for one night?" Ling Ling's tone was a little panting, as if he was talking while walking.

"Okay mother, pay attention to your body and don't get tired, I'll tell Teacher Wu in a while, don't worry." Nangong Li's tone was very sweet, but there was a fierce expression on his face.

"Good boy, do your best to make up for your homework, and eat well, while sleeping..."

"Okay mom I'll take care of myself, don't gasp, I'm going to class here, we'll see you tomorrow night when you come back." Nangong Li hung up the phone in a hurry, closed his eyes when he put down the phone, and let out a long breath.

Overtime, huh? Nangong Li lay on the table, her long ponytail slid down, hiding her face in it.

Eating overtime? Nangong Li's hand holding the pen tightened and loosened, it seems that they should add a dish tonight!

After making up his mind, Nangong Li raised his head at this time, and happened to collide with Edogawa Conan's eyes.

"You're upset?" Edogawa Conan stared at Nangong Li's expression with a studied expression, "It seems that something big is about to happen!" ”

"It's none of your business." It's hard to imagine that a sweet little sister of seven or eight years old would say such cold words.

"Is it because of the call you just received?" Edogawa Conan looked at Nangong Li and raised his eyebrows, knowing that he was right.

"It's none of your business." Nangong Li put the written notes into his schoolbag, picked up the water cup and asked for water to drink.

"I can't hear you very clearly, it seems that your mother is going to work overtime and let you sleep at Teacher Wu's house, right? But what about your father... Uh~" Edogawa Conan wiped a handful of water on his face, glad that Nangong Li had just received cold water.

"I don't know you well, please leave my business alone." Nangong Li looked coldly at Conan, who had turned into a soup chicken, and said word by word, "If you're meddling, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

"Ringing ringing... ~" The class bell rang, and Nangong Li immediately sat back in his seat and took out the classics to recite and prepare for the next lesson.

Classical recitation is actually a book with twenty or thirty poems, and the teacher teaches everyone to recite one or two poems in each class, and then you will memorize them for me when you go home.

But today, as soon as the teacher wrote on the blackboard, Nangong Li immediately recited it, and today's poem is:

The young left home and the eldest returned,

The country accent has not changed, and the sideburns have declined.

Children don't know each other when they meet,

Smile and ask where the guest is from.

As a Chinese, Tang poetry is a classic, a national quintessence, and Nangong Li likes it very much, so this has long been reversed in her place.

Generally speaking, it is normal to memorize a poem in a class time, but that is for Chinese, and for Ayumi, who just transferred today, and Conan, it is a bit laborious.

They have a hard time speaking Chinese, and although it seems to be good now, there are still some soft and glutinous tones, and Chinese is really difficult for them.

But if you want to learn Tang poetry today, you have to memorize it, which is really terrible! Don't say that Ayumi Yoshida can't read complex kanji at all, even Edogawa Conan also has a headache! (To be continued...... ）