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Xuanxuan's words made Liu Weizhi depressed. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the Wèn Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) What do you call it? I came here early in the morning to avoid "waste", who knew that stealing chickens would not be a counter-erosion of rice, and now I met Wei Zi, the king of big stomachs, wouldn't it be even more "wasteful"?

But now he can't offend Xuanxuan, Liu Weizhi can only look at Wei Zi secretly angrily, and very helplessly gesture to the staff of the canteen, and serve a large basket of steaming steamed buns.

The reason why those children looked at Wei Zi with monster-like eyes just now, in addition to Wei Zi's big appetite, was mainly because after Wei Zi ate all the steamed buns, they would starve. Now that there are steamed buns to eat, who will care if Wei Zi is a big stomach. The children's attention is distracted, and the speed is not covered.

Looking at the steaming steamed buns that were served, Wei Zi couldn't help but lick his tongue again. To be honest, just now, after making a start, Wei Zi's stomach was actually empty, and the sour water was almost overflowing.

Since the stomach is empty, what are the steamed buns in front of you for? The answer is simple: destroy it.

It was destined to be a very sad morning, a very miserable breakfast.

Looking at the steamed buns that were eliminated one by one, Liu Weizhi's heart was dripping blood. It's all money spent for nothing! was wasted like this kid Wei Zi.

Waste! What a waste!

Liu Weizhi, who has always been very diligent and thrifty, no longer knows how many circles he has drawn in his heart, and Wei Zi's cursed body is incomplete.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to make you look good." Liu Weizhi gritted his teeth and said.

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Gu, who adopted Xuanxuan, would be coming in the next few days, I was afraid that Liu Weizhi would have rushed over at this moment and snatched the steamed bun in Wei Zi's hand. That's money, huh? Liu Weizhi shouted in his heart again.

Finally, in Liu Weizhi's murderous gaze, Wei Zi was finally full.

After drinking the last bowl of porridge, Wei Zi burped a full time, and then at Xuanxuan's request, he returned to the house and walked towards the school with his schoolbag on his back.

"What a waste! Waste! After breakfast, Liu Weizhi's sad voice sounded in the cafeteria.

"Brother Zi, hurry! Come on! Otherwise, you'll be late. When I got out of the orphanage, I saw Xuanxuan pulling Wei Zi, shouting while running.

Xuanxuan is a good baby, if there are no accidents, she will not be late under normal circumstances. At the same time, the high school curriculum is too heavy, and if you don't grasp every minute and every second, you will fall behind. For Xuanxuan, who is a girl, studying hard is the only way out!

Wei Zi and Xuanxuan's high school is Qincheng No. 32 Middle School, a school that is weak in terms of environment and teachers. It's a bit of a tact. Let's just say it! This school is the worst high school in Qincheng.

Of course, with the identities of Wei Zi and Xuanxuan, they naturally can't afford to go to those good schools, so they can only study in Thirty-two Middle School.

"Xuanxuan, why are you here so late today?"

Just as Wei Zi and Xuanxuan ran to the school gate and crossed the school gate, a cold sound sounded in the guard room. As this cold voice fell, a middle-aged woman about forty years old walked out of the guard room.

Seeing this middle-aged woman, Xuanxuan's pretty face, which was slightly red because of running, turned red, stopped silently, and pulled Wei Zi to stand motionless.

This middle-aged woman is none other than Wu Mochou, the head teacher of Xuanxuan's class. As the name suggests, everyone is really worried when they see it, and the students of No. 32 Middle School privately call her a ghost.

Although Wu Mochou's reputation is not good, she is strict, and her class grades have always been among the best in the same grade of the 32nd Middle School. Xuanxuan has good grades, she has been deliberately cultivating, and she has given great hope to Xuanxuan. In her words, Xuanxuan is a good student, and if the teaching method is appropriate, Tsinghua University and Peking University will no longer have a problem.

Therefore, when he saw Xuanxuan and Wei Zi, a bad student with a good reputation, he was naturally very unhappy.

Wei Zi was naturally not too worried, but at the moment he snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "The class bell hasn't rang yet, how can it be late?" Aren't you too lenient as a teacher? ”

Wide? In Thirty-Two, there were many students who were eager to enter her class, and now there are even students who say that she is so wide that her lungs are almost blown up. What is it called? This is called dogtooth Lu Dongbin doesn't know good people's hearts! This is called not listening to the old man's words and suffering in front of you. This ghost doesn't know what to say to educate this stubborn Wei Zi.

In desperation, the ghost who was angry enough could only look at Xuanxuan with his own murderous eyes and said sharply: "Xuanxuan, you have good academic performance and are willing to work hard." Don't follow this little gangster, lest it delay your future. ”

I have to say that for a good baby and a good student like Xuanxuan, what the ghost said is still very lethal. Don't you see that just after the ghost saw the sorrowful words, Xuanxuan's pretty face became even more red, and her little head hung down involuntarily.

For Xuanxuan's attitude, the ghost is still very satisfied. Knowing your mistakes can improve a lot! At this rebellious age, it's good to have this attitude when you make a mistake! The child can be taught! The children can be taught!

However, when the ghost's worried gaze turned to Wei Zi, her gaze instantly turned cold.

"Hmph, what are you doing holding Xuanxuan's hand? Want to play hooligan? The ghost shouted loudly. She doesn't think that the good baby and good student Xuanxuan in her eyes is a puppy love. She will only think that it was Wei Zi, a little gangster, who seduced Xuanxuan, and Xuanxuan was young and ignorant and went astray.

"Your sister! What hooliganism? Take a good look, it's not my brother's hand holding Xuanxuan, but Xuanxuan grabbing my brother, okay? Wei Zi was annoyed for a while, what is this called? It's really reasonable and unreasonable. I really don't know how these so-called high-ranking people get mixed up.

"Teacher Wu, isn't that like this? It's not Brother Ah Zi who is holding my hand, it's me who is holding him. ”

The ghost's words made Xuanxuan's face even hotter. But Xuanxuan, who had lived under the coercion of the ghost and sorrow for too long, was defeated under the indifferent gaze of the ghost, and her little head was lower.

At the same time, the hoarse voice of the ghost immediately attracted the students who went to school around.

The teachers and students who gathered to watch the excitement heard that someone was in early love, and immediately pointed at Xuanxuan and Wei Zi and whispered.

Wei Zi didn't have anything to do with it, but Xuanxuan's body couldn't help but tremble. The so-called human words are terrifying, not to mention the innocent Xuanxuan, who has ever been pointed at like this. This makes Xuanxuan, who has been a good baby since she was a child, how can she bear it in her heart?

"Hell, have you made enough trouble?" Pulling Xuanxuan behind him, Wei Zi drank at Wu Mochou, who was sneering.

"What do you call me?" Rao is Wu Mochou has been teaching for more than 20 years, and he has seen countless students with different personalities, and he was also speechless by Wei Zi's words.

It's not that she doesn't know the nickname of the ghost. It's just that she didn't expect that Wei Zi would dare to shout in front of everyone. How could she be embarrassed? How can it be embarrassing? Thinking that she has been teaching for more than 20 years, she has done her best and faithfully fulfilled the obligations and responsibilities of a people's teacher.

Who knew that such a situation would be exchanged today?

"What's wrong with me?" Learning to be a ghost in a worried tone, Wei Zi said: "Is there such a teacher as you?" Did you talk like that? Will you be a teacher? Can you speak? ”

For Xuanxuan, Wei Zi was out of the way, and a series of questions made the ghost sad to death.

"Will you be a teacher? Can talk? The two questions left the ghost speechless. If you really don't know how to be a teacher, then how did you get your qualification as a special teacher? If you don't know how to be a teacher, why do the students you teach have the most students who are admitted to college? As for speaking, I may be a little excited and harsh, but isn't this for the sake of you students who are uncomfortable? ”

The ghost thinks so, that's right. It's a pity that she forgot one thing. As a student, as a student who is forming her own personality, who is learning about the world she lives in, she doesn't even think about how these students feel.

The cramming teaching method deprives children of their natural ability, creative power, and imagination. Just like today, although what she said was not wrong, she did not investigate it clearly, and the supervisor's conclusion greatly hurt Xuanxuan and affected the views of the people around her.

What does this make Xuanxuan think? What do others think of Xuanxuan?

Together, Wei Zi really couldn't stand it.

As for Wei Zi's words, it was really like a bombshell, exploding among teachers and students.

"Cow, what a cow!"

"Cool! It's so cool! This ghost is worried, and finally there is a day of worry. ”

"Haha, sooner or later, I'll have to pay it back. Wei Zi, buddy, I'll support you. ”

A variety of different voices sounded in the hearts of the surrounding students. For them, there is no way to come to Thirty-Two. Who makes their students get bad grades? Who let them fail in the high school entrance examination?

But coming to the 32nd Middle School does not mean that they are poor students, they are failures. They also want to succeed and be good students.

That's all, do you understand? Understood? The blind high-pressure policy and the blind cramming teaching have long smoothed out their sharp spirit, making their xìng grid, which should be green chūn flying, become dull and dull, and they must not be angry.

"It's bad, the ghost is going crazy, this guy is going to be unlucky!"

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