In the last political class in the afternoon, due to the sudden accident of the political teacher Mr. Zhang, the head teacher, Mr. Chen, he was temporarily replaced by the self-study class, and he personally supervised the classroom discipline.

Yao Siman took care of himself and wrote his homework intently.

Yang Yangyang was holding a ballpoint pen in his mouth at the moment, and he was staring at a mathematical application problem in front of him with a frown.

"What a problem this is! Since you want to transport coal, wouldn't it be better to use a 4-ton truck to transport it? Why do you have to use a 4-ton truck to transport it three times, and then use a 2.5-ton truck to transport it three times? Is it troublesome, is it troublesome? The devil only knew that the 29.5 tons of coal had to be transported with a load of 2.5 tons of coal several times......"

Yang Yangyang was obviously too stupid to know how to solve the problem for a long time, but he scratched his head in distress and irritability, and couldn't help muttering softly and complaining.

Muttering, Yang Yangyang felt that it was a little unpleasant to complain alone, and secretly glanced at Teacher Chen, who was sitting in front of the podium, and saw that he was very serious in correcting the students' Chinese homework yesterday, so he made small movements under the teacher's nose on a daily basis, and slowly leaned his head towards Yao Siman little by little.

However, he just wanted to count the number of people who had fallen out of the problem with their brains, but found that Yao Siman was already writing the last math multiple-choice question!

Yang Yangyang looked back at his homework book, which was still completely blank, and instantly felt a sense of frustration that his IQ was crushed to death by the big guy.

Yang Yangyang swallowed his saliva, looked at Yao Siman's face with all kinds of envy, jealousy, hatred and admiration, and never seemed to frown because of doing homework, secretly rolled his dark smart eyes, pursed his mouth, stretched out his little hand, and tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes with a request.

Yao Siman was holding the pen, quickly solving the homework in his hand like a smooth "swish", and suddenly felt a straight gaze staring at him.

At this moment, I saw that the other party was pulling his school uniform for a while, so he stopped the movement of his pen and turned his head to look at the little boy next to him knowingly.

I saw Yang Yangyang pouting a small mouth, poked her math homework book with his finger meaningfully, and winked at her quickly, and finally did not forget to open his small mouth, and very ingeniously put on his cutest smile.

Yao Siman couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly: "......"

This little guy doesn't learn well, and his mind is full of crooked tricks!

In the next second, Yao Siman responded to Yang Yangyang, who was trying to copy the answer by homework, with a fierce look.

Seeing the other party's tough and domineering attitude, Yang Yangyang was instinctively frightened and retracted his neck, his small mouth pursed higher, and he used a kind of "Sister Xiaoman, don't you like me anymore?" He looked at each other with questioning eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Siman stroked his forehead speechlessly, and quickly wrote a line on his scratch paper, "You are not allowed to copy homework, if there is anything you don't understand in the future, I can teach you, good!" ", and then pushed it in front of his eyes.

Yang Yangyang looked down at the words that Yao Siman wrote to him, and suddenly smiled with his eyebrows, picked up the pen again, and drew a cute smile under the line of words with joy, ^~^ wrote: "Well, okay, Sister Xiaoman." ”

Just wanted to return the scratch paper to Yao Siman, he pressed the paper and continued to write: "Sister Xiaoman, why are you so smart?" ”

"Why am I so stupid?"

"Sister Xiaoman, many classmates laugh at me for being stupid, in case you can't teach me no matter how you teach me, can you not beat me?"

“......”

Yang Yangyang seemed to be a spring of literary thoughts, writing hard, sentence after sentence, endlessly.

Yao Siman didn't know what kind of demon this little guy was doing for a while, although he felt a little inexplicable, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, just when Yang Yangyang was caught off guard and pushed the scratch paper in front of Yao Siman, she just casually dropped her gaze on the paper, glanced at it, and the next moment, looking at the scratch paper that was full of long nonsense, she was directly speechless to the extreme.

Belch...... Tang Seng Yang really didn't have a wasted name......

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Yao Siman glanced at Yang Yangyang, who was waiting for the "note reply" with a helpless look, and pinched his eyebrows with a little crying and laughing.

If it weren't for meeting him, I'm afraid Yao Siman would not have imagined that there was such a strange creature covered with "nonsense cells" in this world.

However, Yao Siman doesn't know when he started, not only is he not disgusted with him, but he likes this little boy who can annoy her sometimes.

Yao Siman could clearly feel that in his simple world, there was nothing that could make him sad for more than a minute.

At present, she has unconsciously changed her initial definition of "brain-dead" for Yang Yangyang, and even slowly discovered that deep in her heart, she is actually a little envious of Yang Yangyang.

At least, she can't do such heartless, unjustified blind fun.

So, the girl began to think: If there are really no absolutes in the world, perhaps...... A stupid attitude towards the world is not necessarily bad......

Perhaps, stupid people have stupid blessings not because they really have more blessings than others, but precisely because they are less satisfied than ordinary people who are mediocre and disturb themselves, so they are naturally more likely to laugh.

Perhaps, the world is not full of suffering and tears, but it lacks a heart that is good at perceiving happiness......

At this time, just as Yao Siman was thinking about things in a daze, Teacher Chen, who was originally sitting in front of the podium to correct homework, finally completed the task.

I saw that Teacher Chen stopped what he was doing, glanced at the students below, and saw that most of them were reading books or writing homework very quietly, so he nodded with satisfaction and peace of mind.

After thinking for a while, Teacher Chen raised his eyes and looked at the clock hanging in the corner of the back of the classroom, and calculated that there were only ten minutes left before school ended......

In the next moment, he seemed to think of something, and after a thoughtful look, he fixed his attention on Yao Siman, who seemed to be in a daze.

A few seconds later, Mr. Chen slowly opened the thermos cup in his hand, first took a sip of the honeysuckle tea in the cup to moisten his throat, then stood up from the chair next to the podium, leaned forward, and reached out to Yao Siman's table and gently knocked on it twice.

Well?

Faced with the current situation, Yao Siman couldn't help but look at Teacher Chen who suddenly knocked on her desk a little strangely, thinking that she hadn't done anything to destroy classroom discipline just now, right?

"Yao Siman, you come out with me."

Under the girl's blank gaze, Teacher Chen whispered a word.

Yao Siman was stunned for a moment, then let out a slightly wooden "oh", and quickly got up from his seat and walked out.

After Teacher Chen entrusted the next class order to Zhang Huahui, the deputy class leader, he left the classroom with Yao Siman.

However, not long after Teacher Chen left, many restless students in the classroom began to riot uncontrollably.

On the podium, the deputy class leader listened to the more and more casual chats in the classroom, so he raised his voice and shouted a few words, "Please keep quiet, students." "I want to try to keep everyone quiet.

However, after a few speeches, no one paid attention to this always good-tempered Zhang Huahui at all.

In the end, he could only shake his head, sat down with a deep blow, and simply didn't bother to pay attention to the people below who disturbed the order, buried himself in writing his homework, and then strengthened the new knowledge he had just learned today.

At the same time, among the more than forty students under the podium, in the midst of all kinds of noise, Lin Lanya pinched her chin with one hand at the moment, half-squinted her eyes, and always looked at the direction where Yao Siman and Teacher Chen's two figures left, and there was a dark luster flowing under her eyes, as if she was secretly thinking about something......