The hectic tasks of daily life, which stopped in the season when the harsh winter really came, were not the same as the ice and snow in the imagination. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the harsh winter of the vast forest, it does not snow, but the ice crystals cover the entire forest land, and the plants seem to be wrapped in crystal glass.

Le Xiaoyou's food monster meat is stored in a large natural freezer, and when you need it, you just need to get a piece to thaw it.

The large kitchen of the earthen house has become the best place to heat up, and the students stay every day in a lively gathering place.

"Squad leader, it's been chopping for half an hour, do you see that this meat paste is up to standard?"

Ai Luo and Feng Lanyuan took a tool knife and stopped what they were doing, waiting for the class leader to check the meat they had chopped.

The consequence of pit the squad leader is that the two of them are definitely the priority in arranging work tasks.

"It's been half an hour? Why don't you feel delicate enough, are you both lazy? This is not good, add 10 minutes, carefully chop it carefully, and the taste can be delicious. ”

Le Xiaoyou glanced at the meat paste on the wooden board, it was already very delicate, but she didn't want to let go of these two pits of her villains easily. After giving his opinion, he lowered his head and continued with the writing task at hand.

"Squad leader, we've been chopping for 50 minutes, have you seen it?"

Ye Xuan and Qiao Yuzheng asked Le Xiaoyou carefully, since the head of the class took over the writing record of the collection task, their lives have not been easy.

In the big kitchen, not only Feng Lanyuan and Ai Luo are completing the meat chopping task, except for Ding Zhong who is helping Le Xiaoyou sort out and collect materials, all the other male classmates are completing the meat chopping task.

In the words of the squad leader, the reason why their writing is so poor is that they lack finger exercise, and now they are caught by the squad leader in the kitchen to exercise except for taking fuel and chopping wood to release the wind.

"It's okay, take all this batch of chopped up and freeze it, come back and continue, this is a good exercise of strength."

Le Xiaoyou smiled evilly and continued the record in her hand, she was also exercising her finger strength. In the last class meeting, they had to collect the records of the task, and Le Xiaoyou hated this kind of thing that belonged to the scope of learning.

I wanted to hand over this recording task to other classmates to complete, but Feng Lanyuan, the anti-squad leader who had not been active for a long time, actually took the lead in opposition, insisting that she was the squad leader and should be completed by the class leader.

She found all sorts of excuses to hold on, and then Iroh suggested that they write the competition, and whoever writes the best can do it without having to complete the collection record.

Le Xiaoyou agreed very confidently, she didn't have anything to do in her previous life, and she could still meet people with a few handwritten words. Le Xiaoyou, who didn't know that it was a big pit, was actively preparing.

They took out the record book of their class's standard configuration and tore one for one person, which was a new material for the Eternal Star, which was easier to write and thinner than paper.

The content of the competition is to write their class song, and Le Xiaoyou quickly finished it with a pen. I haven't written so seriously for 10 years, and if I look at the handwriting without progress or regression, even if it's not the best, it shouldn't be too bad.

Le Xiaoyou put the written entries on the long table, and saw that the chick next to him was still writing hard, Le Xiaoyou turned his head curiously to the chick's writing level.

Looking at the crooked words on it, Le Xiaoyou was hit, the girl's slender little hands, no matter how you look at it, it is also a pair of skillful hands, and the writing is too ugly.

Not to mention the problem of strokes, those basic stroke strokes are wrong, just like the words of the kindergarten buns she taught, no, no one has written the buns well.

Ding Zhong nodded with satisfaction after he finished, and ranked what he wrote behind Le Xiaoyou, and the other students were almost finished, and they all put the written ones on the long table for everyone to select together.

Le Xiaoyou looked at the row of participating text works, and once again sighed that the progress of human science and technology is destined to lose the precious cultural heritage?

There is a powerful identity bracelet, human beings will not be illiterate, and they are used to learning all intelligently, but these words that need to be written and recorded by hand, the classmates are like earthworm text, and the pen illiteracy of dog planing words is really miserable.

I just saw that the chick's ugly words hit her, but there was an even more shocking look at Feng Lanyuan's classmates, who looked like a demon who made people commit crimes. The ugly words can't be called words, earthworms and tadpoles all over the paper, right?

How can you be considered a noble prince, your words are all hooked up left and right, in the end, this word and that word are the same thing? You put them together too.

Except for Le Xiaoyou who was hit, the other students didn't feel much, in their eyes, except for the class leader's text works, some good-looking abnormalities, the others were normal performances.

"Xiaoyou, I didn't even know that your handwriting was so beautiful, like a collection of the Museum of Ancient Culture."

Ding Zhong sighed after reading the words written by Le Xiaoyou.

"Squad leader, I thought you only drew beautifully, but I didn't expect your handwriting to be the best, so you don't need to make a record of the collection task in this writing competition."

Iroh announced the result with a fair and impartial appearance.

"Well, the squad leader's handwriting is so beautiful, you don't need to record it. Iroh, you said you were going to choose which of us to record, I don't even know what I wrote myself, except for what the squad leader wrote. ”

Ye Xuan looked at the row of contestants and said worriedly.

"We voted that the student with the most votes could not shirk the record that had to be responsible for collecting the task."

Feng Lanyuan proposed a new solution, and the voting began. Le Xiaoyou's squad leader passed by unanimous vote and obtained the right to record the collection task.

"You guys deliberated on deliberately tricking me, right?"

Le Xiaoyou realized that she had fallen into the pit dug by her classmates.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou, you also know that the inheritance of words is only in the virtual classroom, and we don't practice writing. That word is too ugly to look at, and it will lose the face of the zero class, right? ”

This reason is not easy for Le Xiaoyou to refute, the inheritance of human characters on the Eternal Star is the Xinhua dictionary, and it is really only completed in the virtual classroom. There is really no need to write records by hand, and it is estimated that only in the vast forest can the maximum function of writing words be played.

Many of the species collected are recorded in the optical network database, but some species are not of high value and the records are not very detailed, so Le Xiaoyou is ready to record them in detail, so that they can replace all the records in the database, so that it is easier for their class to complete extracurricular practice.

Le Xiaoyou completely received the record of the species task, but she was in a bad mood when she was pitted, and began to toss all kinds of tosses for the purpose of improving the food. This minced meat is one of them, as well as grinding sweet potato flour, peeling wild wheat, and so on.

Meatballs made with mashed meat and a little sweet potato flour are several times better than boiled meat. So every day, when Le Xiaoyou writes a record, he asks other students to start chopping meat, preparing to chop all their prepared meat into meat puree.

(To be continued.) )