Is this racket in her custody?

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but be stunned.

Ahem, she was wrong again?!

It turns out that in the eyes of Principal Li, she is not only a courier, but also a custodian?

She's just a study committee member, okay?

Yan Xiaoyu pursed her lips and glanced at Principal Li twice, huh?

Principal Li, actually, didn't look at her?

Talk to her without looking her in the eye?

That's rude, isn't it?!

Does the text panel on the right wall look good with her? Ahem, is it better than her?

No, she meant, the text panel on the right wall doesn't speak, and there are no eyes, what do you do with calligraphy and painting?

Can calligraphy and painting help Principal Li keep the racket? Really!

The corners of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, and she looked at the head teacher on the side, cough cough, the head teacher didn't look at her either.

Sure enough, the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is even more crooked.

Then she's crooked, too.

Yan Xiaoyu turned her head, carried the three pairs of unpacked table tennis balls, and walked towards the seat step by step.

I can't believe the words of the head teacher in the future!

Good 1,000 etiquette to pay attention to, among them, there are in the top ten, and you should look into each other's eyes when you speak to show respect.

It turns out that it's all a lie!

Hum! In the future, she will also study selectively.

Hum! She won't listen to the head teacher in the future. Good-looking? She's not uncommon!

Yan Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, pursed her mouth, glanced at the young head teacher out of the corner of her eye, and turned her head away.

Hey, what is this Fang Xiaoxiao looking at her?

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at it inadvertently, saw Fang Xiaoxiao on the right hand, and looked at her with a confused expression, her big eyes full of truth, innocence and doubt.

Cut!

Pretend to be innocent?

She is the most innocent one.

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at Fang Xiaoxiao and looked at the road under her feet.

She has already learned the lesson just now, she should walk with her head down, concentrate on the road under her feet, and not look around.

What is Yan Xiaoyu's expression? Li Wenwen stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Xiaoxiao, his grades are great.

Fang Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at Li Wenwen twice, then at Yan Xiaoyu, lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Originally, Yan Xiaoyu's grades were good.

If she also has the same achievements as Yan Xiaoyu, she will definitely be even better than Yan Xiaoyu.

It's a pity that she didn't have Sakura

Of the more than forty people in the class, she was ranked thirty-fifth.

Fang Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, turned his head to look at the table tennis racket in Yan Xiaoyu's hand again, and a trace of envy slipped through his eyes.

It's amazing.

Yan Xiaoyu not only has good grades, but also can play table tennis.

Unlike her, her grades are not good, she can't play table tennis, she can't run 100 meters, and she can't jump goats

Ahem, there's only one, she's the best.

She can jump in the bunker!

Hehe. Fang Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at the table in front of her, and noticed the gaze of Li Wenwen at the same table, so he looked at her and swept a touch of disdain in her eyes.

Fang Xiaoxiao chuckled, tilted his head, and looked away.

Li Wenwen has proud capital.

Although Li Wenwen is half a pound and two with her in sports, Li Wenwen is much better than her in learning.

She is in the bottom twenty.

And Li Wenwen is just the opposite, the top twenty, no, exactly, the top fifteen.

Before the summer vacation, she deliberately read Li Wenwen's report card, and they all scored more than 90 points.

And she, ahem, that miserable result, don't mention it.

Fang Xiaoxiao fiddled with the Chinese textbook in front of him. She is actually not interested in going to school at all, but, mother, girls still have to read more books, and no matter how bad they are, they have to finish Chu Zheng

She wants to be like the Yuanyuan sister next door, and wants to go to the next village to learn how to make clothes.

Every time she went to Sister Yuanyuan's house, she watched Yuanyuan step on the pedal of the sewing machine, up and down, her left hand wandered on the panel, and her right hand turned the spiral on the right side of the sewing machine in a circle, her heart trembled.

She also wanted to learn, almost wanted to try.

Sister Yuan is only three or four years older than her, listening to Aunt Zhan, Sister Yuan Yuan can already make money to subsidize the family.

And she, who is only three or four years older than her sister, is sitting in the classroom in a daze.

Looking at the high roof, the gray-white floor slab is not beautiful at all.

I wanted to turn my head to look out the window, but I found that the window was a little far away, and I had to turn my head back to look over. Every time I want to read it, I will unconsciously see Yan Xiaoyu reading a book, looking very serious.

I will also see Tong Tong, sitting against the wall, as if she is reading a book seriously, take a closer look, cough cough, just meet her gaze.

Although she smiled, it always made her feel a little cold, and her hairs stood on end.

Is this the so-called good grades, which brings a sense of oppression?

Fang Xiaoxiao pursed his mouth, turned his head, and looked towards the front door in front of the right.

Outside the door, cough cough, what about the good scenery?

The only thing that catches my eye is the back of the heads of the two girls in front of the right, near the door, and the pillars on the side of the corridor outside the front door, which block all the scenery.

Fang Xiao smiled and retracted his gaze, but inadvertently saw the gaze of the head teacher in front of the podium.

Well? Why did the head teacher look at her?

Fang Xiaoxiao looked around left and right, and found that everyone was sitting quietly, without making a sound, as if they were waiting for something.

Fang smiled and looked in the direction where the head teacher was, huh?

Delusional!

The head teacher wasn't looking at her.

Across her head, she looked over the window to the right of the classroom.

Originally, after thinking too much, Fang Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes, and boredly took the Chinese textbook in front of him and flipped it up.

When is it a head?

She's only in the fourth grade now.

Mother wants her to finish junior high school, at least like her brother.

Brother? Hum.

Fang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a sigh in her heart, could she be the same as her brother?

My brother has been naughty since then.

At the age of five, he went up to a tree to dig a bird's nest, fell from the tree, slipped and broke his knee, and was beaten by his father.

At the age of six, he ran to the river outside the village to catch fish, and almost slipped into the river and drowned, but fortunately, the fourth uncle who was passing by saw it, brought it back, and was beaten by his father.

She didn't see that at that time, she was still being held in her mother's arms.

When he was seven years old, his brother went to school.

When I went to school first, I made the beautiful female teacher in the kindergarten class angry and cried.

At noon, while the teacher watched them take a nap, two frogs were tied to the teacher's long braids. With a croak, the teacher stood up, and the two frogs dangled on the hem of the female teacher's skirt.

Later, he was taken home by his father and punched and kicked all the way.

At that time, she seemed to see it, and she seemed to have that image in her memory.

Later, my brother finally became honest.

However, when he was nine years old, another moth came out, destroying all the moons planted by Grandma Zhang's family in the next village.

The reason is that the teacher who teaches nature, the moon flowers can be dried to make tea.

Later, he was taken to the corner by his father, who came home late, and beaten up.

Can she, a quiet, well-behaved, smiling girl, be the same as her brother?

Fang Xiaoxiao pursed his mouth, of course it was impossible.

The biggest possibility is that although my brother is naughty and loves to get into trouble, my brother is smart and has good grades.

In a blink of an eye, my brother was twelve years old and went to Zhenxi Middle School to study in junior high school.

My brother, who was in junior high school, seems to have suddenly grown up a lot, and he no longer gets into trouble and gets beaten.

also very intimately in front of her mother, to her: Sister, you have to study hard, you have to go to Zhenxi Middle School to study like my brother. Let's study hard and move up together.

Fang Xiaoxiao listened, then smiled and responded: Okay.

Actually, she didn't want to study at all.

She just wants to be like Aunt Zhan's round sister next door, learn a craft, and step on that squeaky pedal.

"What about the head teacher, what are you doing?"

Li Wenwen, who was at the same table, gently pushed Fang Xiaoxiao.

Yes? Fang Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, shook her eyes left and right, looked at the head teacher, and met the head teacher's gaze......

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