Zhao Hongxia was startled, the child was injured under her nose, and she was to blame for the guardianship obligation.

Zhao Hongxia's hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but tremble, why is it Yuanyuan? Whoever is injured is better than Yuanyuan's injury, Yuanyuan's sister is a well-known girl devil, and even the gangsters on Wolong Road have to take a detour when they see her.

Yuan Yuan saw that Zhao Hongxia's hand holding the mobile phone was trembling, so he stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Hongxia's skirt, raised his head and comforted her, "Teacher, don't panic, small scene, first find a piece of ice for me to put on, and then apply some white medicine, last time I picked up the bag on my head, my sister did this......"

“…… In this desperate struggle, country Z was defeated, and it was defeated very badly, why is this? Backward, of course! So what is backwardness - Zhou Yang? "When the second year of high school and the first class of the annual Wentian test paper are being evaluated.

Zhou Yang got up and replied: "It's because of the backwardness of the armament." Our warships don't have a long range, they don't have high accuracy, they don't have enough firepower, and they mainly rely on weapons to fight—"

Nian Wentian asked, "Do you have any other views?" ”

Liu Xudong stood up and said: "The main thing is that the concept is backward. Backward concepts will inevitably lead to inadequate combat readiness, ineffective dispatch of the armed forces, and backward strategic and tactical thinking. ”

Nian Wentian looked at Leng Siyu, who was burying his head in his math homework, "Leng Siyu, what do you think?" ”

Leng Siyu stood up nonchalantly and replied, "Uh...... Armaments and concepts are superficial things, and at a deeper level, it should be the backwardness of the mode of production and the backwardness of the economy. The economy is an invisible hand that controls armaments, influences the patterns and perceptions of policymakers and the lower classes. Essentially, the war was the defeat of the agrarian civilization to the industrial civilization. ”

Leng Siyu's words made Xia Pengfei startled, he couldn't see that this violent girl still had some ink in her stomach, she was really a strong general, and there were no weak soldiers under her command, it seemed that she was really right to come to this class.

Nian Wentian nodded: "Very well-said, the economy is the decisive force, for example, women once ruled the world, but then they were seized by men, why, because of the advent of the agricultural era."

The word 'male' is taken apart and seen as Tian Heli, what does this mean? It shows that men are the main force of agricultural production, and the creation of national economy and family wealth is mainly driven by men, so the era of agriculture must be the era of male power......"

Teacher Nian on the stage spoke with relish, but Ye Zhiqiu didn't listen much, her attention was all on Xia Pengfei, who was struggling to write next to her, and she hadn't come back to her senses until the bell rang for the end of class.

"Teacher Nian, please wait a minute." When Nian Wentian was about to leave the classroom, Xia Pengfei stopped him.

Xia Pengfei took his history test paper and asked Nian Wentian, "Teacher, help me see, what aspects should I start to remedy?" ”

Nian Wentian picked up Xia Pengfei's test paper and smiled, he raised his eyes to look at Leng Siyu, "Siyu, I'll use your test paper." Nian Wentian knows that if Xia Pengfei wants to use Leng Siyu's test paper, Leng Siyu will most categorically refuse, but if the teacher wants to use it, she will not be able to say anything.

Leng Siyu respectfully sent the test paper to Nian Wentian, and swept Xia Pengfei's test paper with cold eyebrows, and his eyes lit up. The words of this product are so good that they are against the sky, and they can be used directly as a copybook.

"Pengfei, you first compare the gap between you and Siyu in answering the questions, especially the gap in the format, content, and thinking of the subjective questions, I have to go to the third class immediately. I'll find plenty of time to talk to you in detail. ”

"Okay, Mr. Nian."

Xia Pengfei took the two test papers, glanced at Leng Siyu, who returned to his seat to continue his homework, and also returned to his seat.

At this moment, Li Xiaoli, the representative of the political department, opened her throat and shouted, "Collect political homework." ”

"Textual collection." Shu Daiyun, the representative of the language department, shouted.

"I've got the English Weekly." Yuan Min, the representative of the English department, is not far behind.

"I've got my geography workbook." Kang Zhiyuan, a representative of the geography section, then shouted.

"Collect the math correction book." Chen Mingli, the representative of the mathematics department, shouted nonchalantly.

At this time, the ice sculpture beauty Leng Siyu also put down her pen and stood up unhurriedly, "History homework, hand it in immediately!" If it's late, you won't accept it! ……”

This is the pattern after the first class on Monday morning, when a section representative yells at the top of his voice, which often triggers a chain reaction, and the representatives of each section begin to bomb in turn.

Xia Pengfei is new, and he doesn't have to hand in his homework. He sat in his seat and admired the cold silk rain's test papers.

Can't see that her long-term abuse of sandbag hands can write so gracefully and chicly, and she is obviously an unreasonable person, but she can make historical arguments full of facts, clear logic, and powerful arguments? The cold silk rain answer sheet can be called a model in terms of the form and content of the answers.

Leng Siyu's body seems to be full of all kinds of irreconcilability, the irreconcilability of body and strength, the irreconcilability of appearance and personality, and the irreconcilability of way of doing things and historical thinking......

"Pengfei, bring your test papers, and I'll help you analyze and analyze them." Ye Zhiqiu's voice was as warm as the sunshine of Sanchun, but Xia Pengfei just didn't hear it......

"Peng-" Ye Zhiqiu only called out one word and stopped. Politics teacher Chen Keyan has stepped into the classroom......

In the kindergarten of the affiliated middle school, the bag on the back of Xiao Yuanyuan's head has almost dissipated. Zhao Hongxia was relieved, and then she thought about calling Cao Batian to come to lecture her.

Xiao Yuanyuan called the little insect aside and told the little insect very solemnly, "Don't tell my sister about today's incident." ”

The little worm didn't know why, "Don't you want your sister to support you?" ”

She can't know about this, her temperament has to smash Xiao Tiantian into a patty. Murder is paid for life. She's my sister after all. If the police uncle had taken him away, my parents would have been sad. And, more importantly, every time she cooks a dish that I love. ”

"I can't see it, Yuanyuan, your sister is so ruthless, and you still protect her so much!"

"She's not easy! I have to go to school every day, I have to do housework, I have to work, and I have to take care of my naughty me! Madoka sighed, "Hey! I told you that you don't understand, a small sapling in a greenhouse like you can't feel the pain of wind and rain. ”

When it was time to get out of school, Xiao Yuanyuan also grabbed the corner of Zhao Hongxia's clothes, and also told Zhao Hongxia to hide today's incident, Zhao Hongxia couldn't ask for it, and immediately agreed.

Lan Lan was already waiting at the door of the attached kindergarten.

"Madoka will come home with me, okay?" Lan Lan said.

"Let's go, Yuanyuan, there's still half an hour before school ends in high school." Worm said.

The little round pestle did not leave at the door, "My sister said that I should try not to cause trouble with others. Go first. She'll come and pick me up. ”

Worm said, "Sister Yu often takes me home." ”

"Troublesome others and helping others are two different things. Say no more. I'm not leaving. ”

This time, she changed the little insect and didn't want to leave, she begged Lan Lan and said, "Let's wait for Sister Yu to go home together." ”

"That'...... All right. Lan Lan was speechless and helpless, if she had to wait until the end of high school, where would she need to pick up people in advance.