On Monday, morning self-study.

Teacher Cao entered the classroom and went straight to the podium.

"Ahem! The school organized a 'National Day Choir Competition', in which all classes in primary and junior high schools participated. ”

The little bees in the first class of junior high school: "Buzzing ......"

"Quiet!" Teacher Cao tapped the lectern with a blackboard, "Qiao Xian! After a while, you can discuss with your classmates to see what songs our class sings, and report the math class to me. ”

"Yes!"

Qiao Xian sat up straight and agreed.

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After Mr. Cao left, Qiao Xian went to the podium.

"Students, please speak enthusiastically, come up with patriotic songs that everyone can sing, and then we will vote. Let's go! ”

"Learn from the best example!"

Someone wailed, "No~~~"

Some people complained, "I sing this song every year, can't I change it this year?!" ”

"We are the successors of communism."

"I don't like it!"

"I can't sing~"

Every time Qiao Xian heard the title of a song, he recorded it on the blackboard.

"Singing the Motherland."

"That's good! Last year, the chorus class won the first place~"

"Yes~ Let's sing this too!"

"Our homeland is a garden."

"You're not naïve!"

"Haha~~ We are the first year of junior high school, not the first grade of elementary school!"

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"Didn't anyone mention it again?" Qiao Xian asked twice, but no classmates spoke again.

"Then let's start voting! Start in the first row at the door and stand up one by one. ”

……

In the end, "Singing the Motherland" won by an absolute advantage.

Before the third math class, Qiao Xian reported the name of the song to the homeroom teacher, Mr. Cao.

And then! As soon as math class ended, the classroom was filled with mourning.

The oppressed classmates let out an unwilling roar, "Why do you want to deprive us of the right to attend physical education classes!! ”

Under the supervision of Mr. Cao, the first class of junior high school sang a class of "Singing the Motherland", and the singing was so loud that it was almost smoking, and only then did I look forward to the "long-awaited" bell after class.

Zhen Yu sang along when he was low, and muffled when he was high, and his voice was just a little uncomfortable.

Fu Yu's stupid boy was miserable, he kept shouting at the noise, and on the way home, he couldn't even speak.

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Because Bai Xue's mother has to go to work, her lunch is all at her grandfather's house, that is, Fu Yu's house.

Her younger brother Bai Yongshang went to the nursery school, and he was also picked up by Grandpa Fu.

Everyone said goodbye at the gate of the Fu family's courtyard, and after seeing Fu Yu and Bai Xue walk into the Fu family's courtyard, Zhen Yan opened the door lock and led everyone into the Zhen family's courtyard together.

It's not that I was guarding against those two, it's just that Bai Xue and Fu Yu don't have a doorkeeper on their lips, and many things will be said unconsciously.

So the Han brothers had to hide the matter of the lunch break at the Zhen family.

Since they plan to eat here for a long time, the brothers naturally don't want to open their mouths like guests.

Zhen Yan washes rice and stuffed rice, and he will only do this.

Han Jiaoyang helped put the table and set the dishes, and Han Mingyue and Zhen Yu picked and washed vegetables together.

The four-and-a-half-year-old children are also very organized.

Of course, the main thing is that Zhen Yu arranges well, makes the best use of things, and makes the best use of talents.

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"Zhen Yu~"

"Huh?"

"Speak."

"Say what?"

"It's nothing, listen to your hoarse voice."

Zhen Yu didn't feel anything, and Zhen Yan, who was listening, rolled his eyes speechlessly and grimaced.

"It's okay~ What song are you singing?"

"**..."When Han Mingyue mentioned this, she lost her appetite, and sang this song every year, singing until she was about to vomit.

"What about you?" Zhen Yu turned his head and asked his brother.

Zhen Yan rolled his eyes again, "It's also **..."

"We sing the Yellow River Cantata!" Han Jiaoyang came out of the living room and said casually.

He went to the kitchen cabinet and took four pairs of chopsticks, held them in his hand and gestured like a horsewhip, "The wind is roaring ~ the horse is barking..."

Singing and singing, I learned to bark on horses, "咴~~"

Han Mingyue shook her head helplessly and sighed, while Zhen Yan pressed the button of the stewed rice and ran into the living room after Han Jiaoyang.

Zhen Yu looked up at his brother's back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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The next morning, Mr. Cao came to the classroom again.

He has regarded his morning self-study as a place for himself, which is specially used to talk about things, hold meetings, and assign tasks.

"Ahem!" The class quieted down after a routine light cough.

"The school requires a uniform dress code for the choir competition, and our class wears a white shirt, black pants, and small white shoes. Hurry up and prepare if you don't have one! ”

He didn't leave, and sat down directly behind the lectern, because the first period on Tuesday was math class.

The students didn't dare to talk about it, and they studied honestly on their own.

When I came home from school in the evening, Zhen Yu rummaged through his wardrobe, this set of 'activity equipment' has to be worn every year, but there is really one.

It's just small......

All of them, including shoes, are small.

Not only does the Zhen Yu class wear this set of clothes, but the entire junior high school, or the entire school, is the same configuration.

Zhen Yan's is also smaller.

So on the weekend before the National Day, Zhen's mother took her children back to the street.

It may be that there are many people who buy it, and the sales of this 'equipment' are very hot, and I went to several stores to buy the right size.

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After two weeks of practice, even with the support of the throat lozenges that Han Mingyue brought her, Zhen Yu couldn't hold on anymore.

Fortunately, the National Day has finally arrived in the midst of the thousands of calls of the students.

A few of the children came to the school playground in brand new clothes and shoes and walked to their respective class teams.

When Zhen Yu was about to walk to her position, the girl who was supposed to be standing behind her suddenly stretched out a foot from her side.

Zhen Yu's eyes flashed, and he stepped on it neatly, and crushed it.

"Ah~"

The girl exclaimed, reaching out and grabbing Zhen Yu's sleeve.

"You've got my shoes dirty!!"

Zhen Yu broke away from her pull and said calmly: "I didn't step on it, it's not me, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Obviously you stepped on it!"

"Is there any evidence?"

"......" In front of everyone's eyes, the classmates who witnessed the incident around said that this ~ really not.

You've been grinding and grinding, and the shoe prints are blurred!

The girl was furious, "Zhen Yu! You deliberately stepped on my shoes and didn't admit it! You have to apologize to me! ”

Zhen Yu lowered his head.

As a result, she hung a smug smile on her face for less than half a second, and saw Zhen Yu quickly raise her feet and settle down, and crush her feet.

Then he looked up and pulled the corners of his mouth and said to her, "I'm sorry." ”

Turn around and stand.

Coherent.

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The girl was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick, poked Zhen Yu's backbone and said, "I'm going to tell the teacher to go!" You're ruining the stability and unity of the class! ”

"The hat is too big, I don't wear it."

Zhen Yu looked at the girl, she was the dormitory director who she and Wu Qiong shared in her previous life, Wang Ping.

Before Wu Qiong exposed the 'stealing' attribute, Wang Ping and Wu Qiong had the best relationship.

Afterward...... Wang Ping scolded the most...

She is a person who loves and hates clearly, and today's play should be to help Wu Qiong get angry~

Zhen Yu stretched out his hand slowly, and half a piece of chalk was lying quietly in his palm, "Do you want it?" ”

Wang Ping hesitated for a second, and Zhen Yu shook his hand again.