Chapter 23 Junior High School, Is It Like This? 2

As soon as Li Wen took office, he won everyone's attention. She is sweet and wears a cute pink dress, which is very reminiscent of a princess in a fairy tale.

The boys have their necks stretched forward and their mouths slightly open, like large-mouthed frogs ready to hunt. The girls looked at each other with envy and jealousy, and they lowered their heads and straightened their clothes.

Li Wen began to introduce herself, and she said generously and confidently, "My name is Li Wen. My parents are both teachers at this school. After speaking, he paused for a moment and glanced at the classmates below.

Yang Moumou heard the sound of gasping again.

What's wrong with these people? Think you're an extractor?

Li Wen was very satisfied with the reaction, and she continued, "I have a wide range of hobbies, singing, dancing and painting. I like to try everything. ”

"Talented girl!" "Well, good-looking!" There was another round of praise underneath.

I will do these too, Yang Moumou disagreed.

She does, and her father taught her all of this. The middle school teachers and students of Dad's era knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's not proficient, but it's better than not.

In addition to singing, dancing and drawing, her father also taught her to write calligraphy, play the flute, and play the electronic piano, and he taught her all his skills, as well as his sister. In addition, Dad also took Yang Moumou for a walk to play basketball, etc., to exercise his body and strengthen his body.

It can be said that her father has cultivated her into an all-round talent.

But what Yang is best at is eating. This, unfortunately, her parents were not able to provide her with good conditions.

When Yang Moumou came back to his senses, Li Wen on the stage had already been talking for a long time. The admirers in the audience couldn't help but stretch.

Li Wen cleared his throat and pulled the audience back.

"But I also have a little problem," Li Wen shook his head slightly, showing her humility, "I'm a bit of a picky eater, and I don't like snacks very much." ”

Wow, perfect! Dealing with this girl, you can even save money on snacks!

The boys' eyes burned like a fire in a furnace.

Li Wen stepped down from the stage amid warm applause from everyone. She smiled and nodded to her classmates from time to time, and she was quite a star. Suddenly, her smile froze on her face.

She and Yang Moumou looked at each other.

Obviously, she recognized Yang Moumou coming. She learned from Yang Moumou's eyes that Yang Moumou also recognized her. Before at her house, Yang Moumou witnessed her eating with Erlang's legs crossed.

Yang Moumou hurriedly lowered his head, his face was hot, as if she was lying.

Actually, I ate it. Delicious is a virtue and a respect for food, so why lie?

It doesn't matter if you lie, Yang Moumou is not a big mouth. If she really can't help but tell others, she will also tell others not to tell others.

Except for Yang Moumou and Li Wen, the other students were completely unaware. They are also immersed in the love and adoration of the perfect girl. Infected by Li Wen, several other bold girls also came to the stage, and naturally they also received special attention.

And then, no one came to the stage again.

The head teacher was anxious, "Don't the other students give face to the teacher?" He lifted his glasses, and the muscles on his round face trembled slightly.

Yang Moumou stood up suddenly.

Maybe it was because the head teacher was wearing glasses and looking at the head teacher, she thought of her father. She didn't want to see him so embarrassed.

Say whatever you want. Thinking so, she walked towards the podium.

However, when she really stood on the podium and looked at the dozens of pairs of eyes below, her head was suddenly clouded.

"My name is Yang Moumou." She only said this, and she stood there like a fool.

"What's going on?" There was a mockery from below.

Yang Moumou wanted to open his mouth and continue, but his mouth seemed to be glued with super glue, and he couldn't open it.

Then just step down, but you can't move your legs. It's all because the food was not enough, which made her hungry and dizzy.

"Look at her like that, Tu Bula!" "yes, look at what she's wearing!"

Yang Moumou's tears were almost flowing out.

The clothes on her body were new clothes that were cut before the start of school. The mother took her, shuttled back and forth in front of several stalls selling fabrics, selected the most expensive and beautiful cloth, and then sent it to the best tailor in the town. Mom smiled awkwardly, "I'll only be a little bit." Please do it. ”

She wore new clothes to play with her friends and received waves of praise.

But now, standing here, she was a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, the head teacher stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay, you're very brave." Let's go back to our seats. ”

Yang Moumou's senses returned, and he ran down as if fleeing for his life. Maybe she was too anxious and nervous, and she fell to the ground like a dog gnawing on her feet.

A joyous symphony resounded in the classroom.

Woo, it's all because of the rice and the lotus, she really didn't eat enough!

Yang Moumou lay on the ground, hoping that this was a dream, or it would be better to faint to death.

"Are you alright?" Gentle and friendly voice.

She looked up and saw a pair of sincere black eyes. No ridicule, only concern.

"I'm fine." She struggled to get up, "Your feet, they don't stink." I wasn't smoked. ”

Just now, she just threw herself next to a pair of feet. It was a pair of white sneakers, clean and fresh.

The class erupted in fart laughter, mixed with hiccups and sneezing.

Yang Moumou jumped back to his seat, his cheeks hot.

"Don't laugh." The voice was admonishing the people next to him.

"Zhang Tao, you kid won't fall in love with that dirt girl!" The voice of others teasing.

"Don't say that about classmates. Impolite. ”

It turned out that his name was Zhang Tao. Yang's face became even hotter.

Finally, the class meeting ended. Yang Moumou ran back to the dormitory as if fleeing for his life. It was a shame to die just now.

She carried a bucket and a kettle, put on her clothes, and headed for the shower.

The shower room is not far from the dormitory, a few minutes away. Yang Moumou thought in his heart, take a comfortable shower and sleep, pretend that nothing happened, and wake up tomorrow is another beautiful day. However, when she walked into the bathroom, her mood hit rock bottom again.

What kind of bathroom is this? It's just a room! Buckets, basins, and kettles are messy and crowded into the room, and the students who take a bath find a place to stand when they see the stitches, and some people even stand alone.

Yang Moumou was dumbfounded, this, how to wash it?

Someone shouted, "Excuse me, please stop, I've already washed it." ”

The classmate next to him stopped, and the man quickly wiped his body a few times and put a skirt on his body. "Thank you!" The man came out with something.

just made room for Yang Moumou.

Yang Moumou made a difficulty, she brought clothes and pants, which was more time-consuming to wear. Moreover, she can't do it so quickly when she rubs her body.

She really can't do it!

The person behind urged, "If you want to wash, hurry up, don't delay other people's precious time." ”

Behind Yang Moumou, there was already a long queue. She hurried in.

Let's make the bath water more violent!