It seems to be a question whether this year's sun can climb up on that mountain next year, she cooled down too quickly, just took the edge of winter, Tuoshan Middle School has not been open for half a semester, the weather is so cold, and she has been so richly dressed from a single shirt and a single pants.

Say a blessing in disguise? Not very relevant; Said to force Liangshan? It's not quite the same, but Duo Lao has enriched his composition knowledge like people add clothes in half a semester. In this regard, even Liu Zhi was taken aback, and admired him so much. What made Willow Branch feel strange was how Duo Lao wrote out an article he had read more than a year ago verbatim, and since he didn't know how to write so many words, how did he copy that article? Could it be that after reading it once, he could remember it all clearly, word by word? Maybe it's possible! Because in the process of talking about her writing by him this time, she felt that he could write every essay silently as long as he read it once, maybe he was particularly interested in the college student's article, and he was particularly impressed, precisely because he had read very few articles before, or even the only one he had read, so he could remember it so clearly.

For Li Siqing, if Duo Lao fainted or even died while walking on the road, he didn't think it was too surprising, and he really thought it was too surprising that Duo Lao changed from a human to a god overnight. Since Tan Xin went, Duolao's fists were invincible to the whole class, but if he wanted to write a better essay, he couldn't cry. I don't know which brain he connected, maybe it was like digging a well, and he inadvertently dug a bubbling hole, so the text is like a spring.

There are three newspapers in the school, all of which have literary columns, and some literary and artistic works are published every now and then, and Duo Lao is a pen for the school magazine, and an unannounced permission is that he can enter the office and read the newspaper at any time. Not to mention that his hands and feet are not clean, he is sneaky, and sometimes he brings out old newspapers for his use. This time, he was really going to poop before class ended, and after class, he hurriedly tore off a piece of newspaper and rushed to the toilet, and a large part of the problem was solved as soon as he squatted down, and the remaining problems were not in a hurry, so he might as well take a look at the newspaper. The appearance of the newspaper is so old that it is yellow, and the years and months are not on it.

At first, the photo of the mushroom cloud caught his attention: such a large smoke should have fogged half the sky in his imagination, and the smell might have been about to lift off his nose at once, and the air wave would have rushed his hat into the sky so high that he couldn't see it, his hair was pulled straight up, his eyes were straight, and he fell to the ground. Everything turned to ashes in an instant, and everything was zero.

When he grew so big, the biggest explosion he witnessed was the three-eyed gun of Bai Xishi, those strong men lit the fuse, and splashed out of the sparks, and after a small spark burst out of the hole where the fuse was inserted, the fireworks that were angry to the extreme spit out from the front, and the pond in front of him also made waves, and the first time Duolao was startled, his feet were a few inches high from the ground, and thousands of autumn insects screamed in his ears, and he couldn't hear other sounds for a long time.

Therefore, Duo Lao is well aware of the power of the explosion, and the sound of the explosion of this atomic bomb should be louder than the sound of 100 million three-eyed guns tied together and released together, shaking the earth and cracking! Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shiver.

He wondered if he could make another bomb that would collide with the atomic bomb in the air before it could fall and blow it up in the sky. Or is the atomic bomb as fine as a fart? Let's say this thing is called "returning the bullet". If you can build an atomic bomb, I can't build a bomb back? In the newspapers, in order to break the situation in which the United States dominated the world with the atomic bomb, then return the bomb to hell with the atomic bomb. On the other hand, if these atomic bombs are allowed to cook tea and rice, then the children of the world will not go up the mountain to chop wood!

He was so excited that he forgot to wipe his ass and continued to think that these things were not made of fuss! You have to rely on those mathematics, physics, chemistry...... I'm afraid it will take too many things to make it. It seems that I can't do things like essays alone, and I think that mathematics, physics, and chemistry are important only in the second year of high school.

And yet, oh my! How bad my numbers and theories are, how far worse than willow branches! Come! I can only fight her idea, and he says that we are in love or not!

He got up and was about to look for the willow branch, ah! Haven't wiped your ass yet. This newspaper is used to wipe the buttocks, and I folded the newspaper a few times, and when it reached the edge of my asshole, I suddenly thought that this newspaper could not be used for this, and I had to keep it and treasure it!

But what about the specific problem at hand? Sweep around with your eyes, even if it was used by the previous "Conveniencers", as long as there is a little blank space to use it. No, his eyes were full of dirt, he couldn't find half a scrap of paper or a tile or a stick, there was no other way, he actually made the decision to stretch out two fingers and implemented it, and solved the problem of the periphery of the asshole with the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, as for whether he was up to the standard or not, he couldn't care about it. With his left hand, he returned his pants to a convenient state, jumped out of the door, got up and ran, and went straight to the pond outside the field.

The attachment of the two fingers turned the water around his fingers in the pond into a suspension. He was still uneasy to tear open his coat pocket with his left hand, to see if the piece of newspaper stacked inside was there, and said "worth it" in his heart! The right hand instinctively flicked twice, and then the target was the classroom.

After school, I turned left on the plow road. Duo Lao and Willow Branch can come together again, this is out of the school's intelligence coverage area, and I don't know if I am in love, Duo Lao wants to talk to Willow Branch about returning the bullet, but I feel that I can't talk about a few words, and I have to say it when I chop wood, but he already wants to say it, I really want to say it.

The wood was chopped, two bundles per person, four bundles in total, and Duo Lao had already tied the third bundle, and the other bundle could be carried home. The task of bundling firewood has always been a lot of work, because bundling firewood not only requires professional skills, but also requires a lot of effort. First of all, to tie it tightly, you need to step on the hand to pull, even if you can tie it tightly, the last process is quite special, a thumb thick strip of wood, to use the cooperation of both hands and feet, one of the sections of it is twisted like ramie as flexible, and then this section of the circle around, and then the other end of the strip of miscellaneous wood from this circle through, and then pull this foot to pull the hand to tie a bundle of firewood, and then twist the strip of miscellaneous wood out of a larger circle, in order to buckle this bundle of firewood. Does a girl have so much strength? Even with this great strength, won't the delicate little hands be twisted apart? Make the flesh blurred!

The two of them were piecing together the materials for the fourth firewood. At this time, Duo Lao was half talking to himself and half saying to Liu Zhi: "In another twenty years, I will not use this kind of firewood to cook rice." ”

"What did you say?" Willow Branch heard half of what he had given her.

"Burn atomic oil."

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you know what an atom is, and the bullet you make out of it is called an atomic bomb. In the afternoon, I went to the site of the "Sharp Corner" to look through the materials, and found that the United States had dropped two atomic bombs on Hiroshima and another place, and I scared the emperor out of my stomach and raised my hands in surrender. The book doesn't say how big each atomic bomb is, I want to use a cannon to shoot it or use an airplane to load it, but it's that big. Dorao dropped his scythe, opened and closed with both hands to enclose a space the size of a pan for drying vegetables, and measured the space he had enclosed with his own eyes, constantly revising its size to make it as large as the atomic bomb he had imagined in his mind.

Willow Branch was even a little anxious to see if there was a wasp around, was he stung by a wasp or what?

His hands were frozen in the air, and he probably thought the atomic bomb was that big. Then he continued: "What do you say about an atomic bomb of this size?" Half of the sky was melted, not to mention the land, half of the sea was boiled, and the fish were cooked. How much firewood do you think that atomic bomb is worth it?! China also successfully tested this atomic bomb, and I saw that mushroom cloud in the newspapers, yaw! I estimate that 100 million three-eyed guns will not be 1/10,000th of its power when they are put together. ”

Liu Zhi thought that he might not be crazy, but just looked at him with round eyes to see what he said.

"I'm going to research, I'm going to invent a bullet to fight again, to collide with that atomic bomb, to kill it! It can't be used as a weapon, it's useless, so I have to use it as firewood, I and the two of you, as long as we get an inkwell, I'm afraid that it won't be burned in a lifetime! ”

The knife in Willow Branch's hand also fell to the ground. She had also heard of the atomic bomb, that is, she had heard it, and when he said so, she was fascinated. In particular, the "return bullet" he said was so easy that she seemed to see his return bullet in the middle of the two hands he had just closed.

"It's not difficult, they all say that as long as you learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry well, you'll be fine! You see, I learned to write essays, and now I have a two-cent flower. You come to be a teacher again, I'll learn, I have almost one of the four operations in mathematics, and from tonight, you will start to help me understand decimal numbers and fractions. Junior high school math has only just begun, I will catch up, and in the future, I will do it, and I will do it like doing essays, and in turn I will teach you and pay you back your work. ”

Willow thought that this guy had a very smart brain and endless energy, and as long as he used this aspect, his cowhides might also become real guys.

Seeing what Liu Zhi was thinking, he poured out another possibility: "Wang Heng said to me today, saying that my composition is so good, it will be good to study at the Royal Taixue in the United Kingdom in the future, his father is from the Education Bureau, and he said that he wants his father to introduce me to the Royal Taixue in the United Kingdom, but he wants me to tell him to do composition." Wang Heng's words inspired people to stay and learn in the future, to see how their atomic bombs were made, so that they could subdue their atomic bombs. ”

"What? Royal Taixue? Where in the world is there Taixue, or just Royal Roads University. ”

Wang Heng is a transfer student, probably sixteen or seventeen years old. I heard that he had only graduated from the fourth grade of primary school, and his father didn't know what a unit it was, but now he was transferred to the county education bureau, so he came to junior high school without going to high school, and the teacher called him the team leader. There is always a Tan Xin-style character running with Duo Lao and Willow Branch.

"He's talking about the Royal Taixue."

Willow Branch laughed: "You believe him!" The day before yesterday, he opened his feet and hands in the corridor and posed a big character to block my way, asking me to answer whether he is a 'big' character or a 'too' character now, I didn't bother to pay attention to him, he didn't let me pass, I had to tell the truth that he was a 'big' character. But he said, 'You're wrong, you touch it, I'm a 'too'." Look at him, can you figure out the word 'big' and the word 'too'? ”

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The sun was already off work in their busyness and laughter, and as soon as the headlight was gone, the world was a blur. Fortunately, they were too familiar with the woodcutter's work, and they could tie up the firewood in the dark and pick it up on their shoulders, so that they could carry the firewood home without opening their eyes for a while.

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