But within a few days of the excitement, the three began to quarrel frequently. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info first Ma Xiaoyue deliberately threw the ink on Tu Ran's beloved pale green shirt, which made Tu Ran cry, Tan Xi couldn't look past it and quarreled with him, and then Ma Xiaoyue always brought mud frogs or something to put in the desks of the two of them, which provoked Tan Xi and Tu Ran to have another big fight with him...... Anyway, since Ma Xiaoyue sat in the back row of Tu Ran and them, the intimate and affectionate life of the two little girls began to become never-ending: Ma Xiaoyue is too noisy!

Ma Xiaoyue looked at Tan Xi, who didn't give him a good face, pursed his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Xiao'er, dare to sue the teacher, see how I clean you up......"

Tan Xi's threat made Ma Xiaoyue's mind shift from composition to prank. But Ma Xiaoyue thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a new way to rectify the person. He was bored, so he had to write and draw on the composition grid paper. Just as he was scribbling in a daze, Tan Xi's black ponytail hanging down his back dangled in front of his eyes, shaking his eyes. Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to him.

Tu Ran's composition was written, but before he had time to appreciate it, he was snatched away by Ma Xiaoyue.

"Tu Ran, I know you're the best. The composition is borrowed from me to copy, and I will lend you the full set of "Old Master" when I go home~" At the moment when Tu Ran put down the pen and looked up, Ma Xiaoyue quickly jumped to the front and took away Tu Ran's composition.

When Tu Ran heard the words of the full set of "Old Master", his eyes lit up obviously: "What do you say?"

"Lie to you as a puppy!" Ma Xiaoyue said with an oath and began to copy the composition.

When the second uncle returned home for the Chinese New Year, he bought Tu Ran two small comic books, one was "Journey to the West" in color and the other was "Old Master" in black and white. "Journey to the West" can be watched and moved on TV, and Tu Ran is not very rare. But "Old Master" is different. "Old Master" is about a whole new world, with zombies that change and suck human blood. It's a pity that the thin one was quickly finished, but Ueno Township didn't sell "Old Master". Tu Ran had to look forward to bringing her a few more books when the young lady came back.

Xu listened to Tu Ran's chatter for a long time, and Ma Xiaoyue was also itchy. So, he asked his uncle who taught in Beiyuan to buy him a set of "Old Master". Tu Ran has seen that set of "Old Master", palm-sized books, lined up on the table, a thick stack. But Ma Xiaoyue is very fond of this book, and only allows Tu Ran to read it at his house, and does not borrow it. Tu Ran was embarrassed to go often, so he could only suppress the desire in his heart. At this moment, when I heard Ma Xiaoyue promise like this, how could I not like it?

"Pull the hook!" Even though he was ecstatic in his heart, Tu Ran still didn't completely lose his mind, and stretched out his little thumb to say to Ma Xiaoyue.

"Pull it!" Ma Xiaoyue also stretched out his little thumb to hook Tu Ran's fingers. The two looked at each other and began to "swear": "Hang yourself on the hook, you will not change for a hundred years~"

Later, Tu Ran recalled the scene and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. When you are young, you are more simple, and if you hook your fingers, you will be insured for the agreement. No one wants to violate. It seems that after hooking your fingers, it is natural to abide by the things that have been set.

After pulling the hook, Tu Ran didn't care about Ma Xiaoyue, and took out the day's math homework and did it. Tan Xi hasn't finished writing the essay yet, and is still working hard there.

After a while, Ma Xiaoyue finished copying with his ghost-like characters and returned the composition to Tu Ran. Tu Ran handed in the composition. At this time, seven or eight classmates had already handed it in.

"You changed the composition, right?" After Tu Ran handed in the notebook and wrote his math homework for a while, he suddenly remembered to ask Ma Xiaoyue.

"Don't worry, with my cleverness, of course I won't show my feet! Don't believe it, you can check it yourself!" Ma Xiaoyue held his head high triumphantly, like a proud big rooster.

"No need!" When Tu Ran heard this, he turned his head and continued to write his homework. Ma Xiaoyue slipped out of his seat and blended into the crowd of people handing in his homework and handed in the composition.

When Ma Xiao jumped back to his seat, Tan Xi was still writing! Seeing this, Ma Xiaoyue smiled evilly, and gently wrapped a section of the tape around the end of Tan Xi's hair. The other end of the tape had him firmly wrapped around his inkwell. In order to demonstrate against Tan Xi, Ma Xiaoyue deliberately did not twist the lid of the ink bottle. Ma Xiaoyue thought, wait for Tan Xi to finish writing the composition later, and as soon as she raised her head, the inkwell would be dragged away with her movements. The black ink will definitely flow all over Tan Xi's back.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh secretly: Dead Tan Xi, tell you to threaten me! Hehe, let you know that I know how good I am......

What Ma Xiaoyue never expected was that his seamless plan was ruined by his own composition.

Here's the thing. Mr. Du likes to judge essays in class. When he saw Ma Xiaoyue's composition, he couldn't help frowning. When he took out Tu Ran's composition, which he had just flipped through, the corners of his mouth twitched under his frowning brows.

Teacher Du smiled slightly and clapped his hands to calm everyone down. Then he cleared his throat and said, "The teacher saw a very interesting essay and wanted to share it with you......"

Then I read Ma Xiaoyue's plagiarized "masterpiece" in the classroom:

There are so many things I like. But my favorite is the cherry tree at Grandma Tu Ran's house.

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Every spring, when the tail comes, I will go to the cherry tree with pigtails and wear a red dress, and salivate at the cherry trees on the tree......

"Ma Xiaoyue, when you were a child, you wore pigtails and wore a red dress!" Teacher Du looked at Ma Xiaoyue with a smile and asked. But he didn't expect a black trail to fly straight towards Ma Xiaoyue.

"Haha!" Before Mr. Du finished reading, the children below were already laughing. When they heard Mr. Du ask such a question, the students slapped the table and couldn't stand up with laughter. There were only two people who didn't laugh, Tu Ran, who was implicated, and Ma Xiaoyue, who was blindfolded.

Ma Xiao jumped into the circle not because of the common sense problem that appeared in the composition, but because of Tan Xi. Tan Xi's smile was particularly exaggerated when Mr. Du read Ma Xiao's composition. The result of this exaggeration was that when she leaned back, the inkwell that was dragged by the tail of her hair was thrown straight towards Ma Xiaoyue.

Ma Xiaoyue was confused by black ink. And at this moment, everyone was laughing at the teacher's voice and looking at him.

Ma Xiaoyue, who was blindfolded, looked at everyone with big black and white eyes, and grinned a smile that was more ugly than crying.

In this way, Ma Xiaojian copied his homework and played a prank, and was invited to the office by Mr. Du, who was trying his best to hold back his laughter. After Mr. Du helped him wash the ink on his face, he asked him very "kindly" to copy a text he had just finished ten times, and then hand it in for inspection in class tomorrow. Ma Xiaoyue counted carefully, and the text was full of more than 300 words.