Luo Quanan and the others were all young men in their twenties, and they were very fast, and it didn't take much time to move the three stools outside the table onto the big kang.

"Principal Luo, do you want to write?"

"Huh? Teacher Ruan, you copy this note again. ”

Luo Shihua stared at Qingping who was pretending to be stupid there with a 'straight face', and smiled helplessly in his heart, this girl is still addicted to playing.

"Huh? Principal Luo, I, can I not copy it, the content is not very good, especially these words. ”

Qingping pointed to the words 'elopement' and 'stealing', with a 'tangled' face.

"You-" Luo Shihua's fingers were almost on Qingping's forehead.

"Look, she doesn't dare to write, she's just scared, now see how she can get by."

Kang Xiaohong saw Luo Shihua's 'angry face', and her heart blossomed with joy, but she didn't expect Principal Luo to come to help them.

The corner of Qingping's eyes swept Kang Xiaohong's 'blooming ugly chrysanthemum' face, and she couldn't help but slander in her heart, she really didn't know who gave her confidence.

As long as those who have read the book for a few more years can see at a glance, the note written in the 'red' method can be used so confidently as evidence of the 'dog cub', her brain must have been kicked by a donkey on the field of the third team last night, and the show is unbearable!

Luo Shihua stared at Kang Xiaohong with a cold face, "What is the noise, you don't study well when you study, and you know how to be careful all day long." ”

"Principal Luo, I, I-" Kang Xiaohong was still a little stunned by Principal Luo, who had been her homeroom teacher for countless years.

"Qingping, if you really don't want to copy it, then write something else!"

After counting Kang Xiaohong, Principal Luo had already turned to face Qingping with a smile on his face.

"Uncle, you can do anything else, then I'll write it now, I'll write it now."

I didn't expect the relationship between Principal Luo and his father to be so good, and he actually protected her so much in front of the whole village, so it would be too angry to call Principal Luo again.

Qingping picked up the pen handed over by the announcer Quan An and wrote on a pile of yellowed paper.

After writing it, she also habitually picked it up and blew a mouthful of 'fairy gas'.

When she finished blowing, she realized that this was a pen (pen) letter, not a brush word.

She immediately handed the paper to Principal Luo with a coquettish face, "Uncle, I've written it, do you think it's okay?" ”

Li Yuanhao's eyes followed her movements straight, and finally his eyes fixed on her shy (vivid) face, is this her current word?

She should be the real her now, just as the words are her real words.

Principal Luo took the paper, and the smile in his eyes suddenly bloomed.

"Brother Yongfu, come and see, is this character a little better than what she wrote on the blackboard."

Kang Yongfu's right hand also excitedly grasped the corner of the paper, "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting... This, this is his old man's "Qinyuan Spring * Snow"

"Well, yes, if you write such words with a brush, you can hang them in the mirror."

"Yes, yes, yes, our village committee really lacks such a mirror with his old man's poems written on it! Your proposal is good, good, very good. ”

"Brother Yongfu, Shihua, what are you talking about, do you think this word is true, it is really written by Qingping."

Ruan Yongshan looked at the words on the paper stupidly, and always felt that something must be wrong with his eyes, how could his family Nizi write such beautiful words.

"Of course, Brother Yongfu watched half of the class in school and listened to half of her class."