Chapter 12 Tell a story
Li Siqing still arrived a little early, but judging from his panting appearance, it would not take him more than five minutes to put down his schoolbag.
Duo Lao came to Siqing's side.
Siqing was a little in awe when he saw Duolao. Last night, he rummaged through the cabinets in his memory bank, and still couldn't find where he had seen this article, thinking that it was really a hallucination that people were too familiar with and didn't believe in other people's progress. He patted his ass and said, "Your article is so well written!" ”
Duo Lao looked at Siqing's face carefully, carefully analyzed the face, ingested every change in it into the database like a scanner, and then came to a conclusion. But this instrument malfunctioned today, and he came to the conclusion of his analysis: You copied other people's articles, do you still think that others are not stupid, and you know to come and say hello!
Duo Lao was already prepared for this situation, he ignored his words, but said to Siqing: "Siqing, let me tell you a story, listen?" ”
"Listen!" Siqing thinks that today's Duolao is not yesterday's Duolao, and what he says must be of a high level, which is really listening.
"In the United States, in the Reading War, in those days, there was a great general, called the unintentional faller" Dorao said very slowly, unlike Mr. Ding's almost word-for-word shake, he almost word-for-word, "He became the commander of the corps at the age of thirty-three." After saying this, Duo Lao stopped again, turned his head sideways and asked Siqing: "Have you heard of this person?" ”
"I haven't heard of it." Siqing said immediately, blinking and waiting for his next step.
"He's going to fight!" Duo Lao stopped again.
Siqing couldn't wait, and when he saw that Duo Lao was still stopping, he approached him and said, "Of course, there will be a war Luo!" Commander of the Corps. ”
"Win all battles! However, he lost the battle once! "Duo Lao stopped again.
"What's the matter?"
"He's had a sore hand! Left hand, it hurts, it hurts! It hurt so much that I couldn't speak at all, sweating profusely, rolling on the ground! had to let his subordinates fight, but he didn't care. ”
"Why does his hand hurt so much?" Siqing saw that he was working hard and stopped again.
"Seizure! His hand was bruised and broken. ”
Siqing was shocked.
"Do you know how many people there are in his legion? More than a million! His hands hurt and he couldn't come, so he kept losing the battle. The commander-in-chief was so anxious that he tried everywhere to find a doctor, but he couldn't cure him. What to do? While the Commander-in-Chief was in a hurry, an old doctor in his eighties came, and he pulled his long beard over his shoulders and asked, 'How old are you?' ', 'Oh, thirty-three', 'Twenty-five years of reincarnation, then you are the eight-year-old Luo who broke his hand'? Unexpectedly, the husband replied weakly in pain, 'It's eight years old'. The old doctor pulled the slipped-off mustache over his shoulders and wrote him a prescription. ”
"How about eating? That's not a tie lump of blessings. Duo Lao stopped again, and Siqing really wanted to know how the effect was.
"Just eat it! Immediately the war was fought again, and later, the war was won, and the United States read the power, and the prescription ......"
"Have you read the prescription?" Siqing stretched his neck.
"I've copied it!"
"Bring it to me and let me copy it."
"What are you copying it for?"
"Isn't my hand broken?"
"At what age did you break down?"
"Eight years old too!"
"Ah, really eight years old?!"
"Hurry up and give me the prescription!"
"Hmm...... What's the hurry, I won't die yet! ”
"When will it be given to me?"
"I'll give you Luo later."
Li Duolao suddenly changed his words: "Li Siqing, why did you tell your classmates that Qian Liuzhi wanted to marry me?" ”
"Oh...... I've only said it twice, and it's fun. Siqing lowered his head, a little like he couldn't stop at people.
"You really, do you know, marrying is love, and if you fall in love, you will be expelled from school, and Qian Liuzhi's mother still wants her to teach in the future."
"In love? In love?! The word...... I've heard it before, but it's a new one. I didn't know that marrying you was love. Then I won't talk about it in the future. ”
"When the teacher asks you, she says that Qian Liuzhi's father bought her a toy water machine gun, and if Li Duolao beats her, he says that he is going to shoot Li Duolao with a water machine gun."
"Let's just say that Qian Liuzhi is going to shoot Li Duolao?"
"Yes, remember!"
"Remember, remember, Qian Liuzhi is ready to shoot Li Duolao, Qian Liuzhi is ready to shoot Li Duolao! I didn't say that when my teacher asked me, I said the same thing when my classmates asked me. ”
Duo Lao returned to his seat and sat down, much more relaxed. The students felt that some places were upgraded compared to primary school, not only did the relationship between male and female classmates add a love problem, but the desk was also single, which was probably a way to prevent love. The teacher is also a male classmate, and the female classmate is called separately, probably to remind the classmates not to fall in love. For the first year of junior high school, most of these twelve-year-olds, the word love is fresh and terrifying. When Duolao was thinking about how to deal with the relationship between male and female classmates in the future, Yang Qing, a member of the study committee, came with a blue ink bottle: "Li Duolao, I found that you have no ink, take this bottle, my father used to be the accountant of the production team, and now he is the captain, he doesn't want this half of the blue bottle of ink, give it to me, I will give it to you, I still have half a bottle myself." Yang Qing grinned, her eyes were dark, her red face seemed to be on a white foundation, and her two rows of teeth were so white that she looked at her, like the hibiscus flower that had just bloomed on the pond embankment in his house.
Dorau was indeed out of ink, and had to fight the palm trees in the mountains behind him, but now he went to cut the brown hair, and he did not have to step on the shoulders of the willow branches, but only brought a stool. He was surprised that Yang Qing was even more bold than him, and he was not afraid to say that he was in love in front of so many classmates? She is a member of the study committee, and she can't be expelled from school! As for this half bottle of blue ink, of course he wanted it in his heart, and there was no more than a handful of water in the bile of the pen that had been nib for several years, and that was all the money he had in his current blue ink. But what came out of his mouth was: "I still have it, and your father still needs it." ”
Yang Qing didn't seem to hear the fact that he put it on his desk, a fact that if you are yours, you don't want it to be yours. The beautiful official first expressed her admiration for his genius, and secondly, she began her professional work: she influenced a classmate with this practical action of caring for and helping her classmates, so that he could help her in her work. She smiled like a flower, and her bright eyes were full of expectation: "Li Duolao, your composition is so good, the day before yesterday, the student union decided to run a school magazine and arrange for each class to submit, and our class can only rely on you!" Hee-hee. ”
Li Duolao thought that she was smiling so much that she was giving it to him to take a look, and asked him to comment on which one was better, her or Qian Liuzhi. After listening to her words, I realized why she gave him this half bottle of blue ink, you chose the wrong person! Think about the crooked idea, it is his specialty to come up with bad ideas, he has to learn from scratch in writing, this half bottle of blue ink really can't be wanted, I can't afford it! These are all the faults I caused by copying that paper! He was remorseful, hateful, anxious and ashamed, crying and laughing, and now his hope was that she would leave with this half bottle of blue ink as soon as possible, and he was no longer afraid of falling in love, that point had long been forgotten. In a hurry, he didn't choose the words, but he said: "You go first, and then I will talk later, I don't want this ink." ”
Yang Xue Xue smiled again, patted each other with his two hands, and left satisfied. Li Duolao has already agreed!
Duo Lao looked at the half bottle of blue ink like a pesticide, and his heart was full of flavors, and he didn't know what he said to this goblin, and she left so quickly. Just as he was wondering, Wang Heng, the leader of their one-row seating group, came: "Ah! You're here early today! ”
"Well, it's early." Earn him back as much as you like.
Wang Heng paused: "A few people in the group said that you don't want to do the matter of handing over homework books in turn in the future, but you have to help us do the composition in composition class." My dad is from the Education Bureau, and you can help me do all my essays, and you can write a head for everyone, and you can do it in three or five clicks anyway. ”
Before Duolao could take out his expression of wanting to smile bitterly, Zhang Qing, the health commissioner, came, and she didn't care what Wang Heng was talking to him: "Li Duolao, yesterday several class cadres discussed, Yang Qing proposed, don't burden you with the task of cleaning the classroom in turns, let you have more time to write articles, everyone agrees." ”
On the third day of school, Li Wubo, who shouted loudly, "The last thing I want to do is to do essays", and Li Duolao's "last don't want to" came, and he still held two blank pieces of paper in his hand.
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Li Duolao became a doctor who injected the vaccine, and everyone had to come.
Fifteen minutes into the morning bell rang, and a face with eggshell glasses appeared.
A beehive-like hum of reading with the lid uncovered.
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