Jingle Bell'

'It's time for class, teacher, you've worked hard. ’

Sitting on the buttocks hurt, hearing the bell ringing after class, she thought it could be considered relaxed, originally planned to write in music class, who would have thought that this music teacher was so strict, let alone writing, singing and singing in the whole class, she drank half of the water in the cup.

"After the last singing, we'll leave the class." The music teacher said.

"Ahh And sing. ”

Some students in the class were not happy, they were too tired of singing and singing.

The music teacher has her own reasons: "The level of singing in our class is really poor, not as good as the level of the second class downstairs, I thought that the level of our class should be better than the second class." Who was the former music teacher in your class? ”

mentioned the previous music teacher, and after the classmates reported his name, they also complained about him.

"He never taught us to sing before because he couldn't play the piano."

The music teacher said: "I used to share an office with him, and your former music teacher played the guzheng very well, but he couldn't teach you to use the guzheng." ”

"He never taught us music theory, not singing." A student in the first row said, "He also said that if we learn music theory, singing will come naturally." ”

"No wonder the overall singing level of your class is so poor." The music teacher said, "Okay, let's go here for the time being, let's practice after class, and if we sing well in the next class, we'll listen to the song and rest." ”

"Let's get out of class."

The music teacher said this, and the classroom suddenly became noisy.

Those who should drink water, and those who should take their mobile phones, go to the mobile phone box on the podium to get their mobile phones.

"Hurry up next time, you two, don't have a next time."

When class ended, the music teacher didn't remind them.

"Got it."

"Thank you, teacher, for the reminder."

The two of them nodded perfunctorily and complained silently in their hearts.

The moment the music teacher walks out of the classroom.

Nineteen Nian stretched out comfortably.

"Oh my God! It's too hard. ”

After drinking saliva to moisten her throat, she said, "Idiot, I've never taken such a tiring music lesson for my teacher, you know?" ”

"Idiot...... Already...... Don't want to talk. ”

Nineteen Nian took out a notebook, and just wanted to pass a note to Huo Wuwu.

Huo Wuwu slapped the notebook on her desk with a palm.

"Don't write it, I'm too tired, really."

"Okay, then." Nineteen Nian took back the notebook and rested on the table.

'Jingle Bells'

When the class bell rang, a thought of not wanting to go to class suddenly came to my heart.

"How's everyone's song practice?"

The music teacher walked up to the podium with a cup in hand.

The classmates were all listless.

"It seems that in the afternoon, everyone is feeling drowsy." The music teacher said, "I used to be like that. In that case, let's not sing for now, and we'll practice music in this class. ”

"Stand up." The music teacher said.

Nineteen Nian reluctantly stood up.

No, come back.

She's going to break down.

Week after week.

It's Monday of the new week.

"Fool, let me tell you for the teacher - the most tiring class I have ever taken in my life, the first class is dance class, the second is music class, and the third is additional tutoring class, mathematics." Nineteen Nian subconsciously rubbed his face, "I'm a day, the next class is still a music class, how can Saturdays and weekends pass so quickly." ”

Huo Wuwu is obviously helpless, she has already adapted to the change of teacher.

"It's good to get used to it." She said, "Natural selection, survival of the fittest." ”

"Don't quote biological words to comfort me." Nineteen Nian was sad and wanted to cry, "You don't understand, I want to change seats, every time I have a music class, the music teacher sits in front of the teacher, and I can't write, read, or sing." ”

"The survival of the fittest, the apprentices have already adapted, can't the lion and tiger adapt?" Huo Wuwu patted Nineteen Nian's shoulder again.

"Oh my day! How can this be adapted. Nineteen Nian responded, "I regret choosing a kindergarten teacher, if I had known that kindergarten teachers were so difficult, I absolutely - must - not choose a kindergarten teacher." ”

"It's no use complaining." Huo Wuwu interrupted, "The lion and tiger majors have changed, and it's useless to complain, give up complaining and sing well." ”

Ahh

A voice from the heart, like spring water, poured into the throat, unstoppable.

'Knock knock'

The sound of banging on the table startled Nineteen.

"Oh my God, scare me." She shuddered.

To be honest, when Huo Wuwu knocked on the table just now, she thought that the music teacher had come in.

"Liger, it's me, it's your idiot." Huo Wuwu pinched her cheek.

"Don't pinch your face." Nineteen Nian smiled evilly and turned his head, "Believe it or not, the teacher is carrying a 'fifty-meter' long knife and chasing you all over the sky." ”

"Poof. The liger laughed. Huo Wuwu couldn't help but smile too, "Okay, today is the lion tiger's birthday!" The liger should be happy, come, liga, laugh. ”

Huo Wuwu took out his mobile phone, turned on the beauty camera, and took a picture of Nineteen Nian's body.

"Here, Liger, take a picture, whatever is unhappy, let it all go up in smoke." She pointed her phone at Nineteen Nian.

Looking at his sad face on the phone, although he was very unhappy, Nineteen Nian still smiled.

Press the red button, and the photo of the two is taken.

Huo Wuwu showed her the photos he had taken.

"What did the liger think?" Huo Wuwu asked her as she rummaged through the drawer for the birthday gift she wanted to give to Nineteen Nian.

Odd? What about gifts? Where did the gifts go.

When the morning came, I put the gift in the drawer.

Huo Wuwu scratched his head.

She took out all the books in the drawer, and she couldn't find even half of the gift.

"What are the nerds looking for? Sad. ”

Nineteen Nian leaned over and asked.

"I can't find a gift for a lion and tiger." Huo Wuwu cleaned up the table.

I put all the books I had just brought to the table on the desk.

"Did you forget it in your dorm?" Nineteen Nian helped her analyze.

Scratching his head again, Huo Wuwu said firmly: "Impossible, I have never had the habit of procrastinating and forgetting." ”

"If you don't forget the dormitory, where will it be?" Nineteen Nian said, "No one should touch your things." ”

"It's impossible to forget in the dorm anyway." Huo Wuwu said again.

After tidying up the table, Huo Wuwu grabbed the schoolbag next to the table again and picked up the schoolbag upside down.

Nineteen Nian just looked at it, and his own nerd unzipped the big bags and small bags in the schoolbag, and turned them upside down.

"Idiot, I really can't find it, forget it." She said, "It's not a big problem anyway, if you really can't find it, you can send it later, and you don't have to send it on your birthday." ”