Class meeting of Class 8 of the first year of high school.

The head teacher Yang Wanbao nominated and criticized Mu Tiantian.

Last week, she took someone to beat a girl from another school, and although she didn't beat her with a blue nose and swollen face, the girl she hurt didn't dare to go to school anymore.

Tian Tian stood and listened to the criticism and scolding for half an hour, indifferent, and finally fell asleep and yawned.

"Mu Tiantian! What are you doing? Are you listening to me! Yang Wanbao saw her yawn and was angry.

"Teacher, you've been talking for so long, drink some water." Tian Tian felt distressed for Yang Wanbao's hoarse voice.

There was a burst of laughter in the class that could not be suppressed.

"Shut up!" Yang Wanbao rushed to Tiantian's face, "This is the last time to endure you!" You have a bad record, you don't like to study, you fight, you skip school and surf the Internet, what's the use of the school asking students like you to come? Tomorrow I'll see that your hair hasn't turned black, and you'll get out of school!" ”

Zhu Yilong, who was sweet at the back table, suddenly stood up, before that, he had been doing physics problems.

"Teacher, this is class meeting time, not a discipline class. If you want to criticize her, send her to the dean of students, and don't waste our time. Zhu Yilong said as he packed up the textbooks on the table and put them in his schoolbag.

This is the end of school in the afternoon, and everyone is waiting for the class meeting to be completed, go home to take a shower and eat, and come to self-study in the evening. The other students also looked at the class teacher with expectant eyes.

Yang Wanbao's favorite student is Zhu Yilong, since he said so, today's criticism of Mu Tiantian will end here.

Zhu Yilong scored first in the city in the high school entrance examination last summer, and came to Yacheng No. 1 Middle School, which was supposed to sit in the key class of high school, but asked the principal to come to class 8 before the start of school. Class 8 is a class where the overall performance of students is relatively poor, ranking third from the bottom in the entire first year of high school.

It is an honor for Yang Wanbao for an excellent student like Zhu Yilong to come to Class 8 to study. The teachers of other classes were envious and jealous of him, especially Zhang Kai, the head teacher of the key class. Zhu Yilong was supposed to be the top student in the key class, but Zhang Kai felt that Yang Wanbao snatched him.

The class meeting did not need to be held, and the students walked out of the classroom with their schoolbags and went home.

Zhu Yilong waited for Mu Tiantian to leave for a while before leaving the classroom every time. Because he didn't want anyone to know that he was the neighbor to her.

His family lives in the Yufu community in Yacheng, which is a rich area, and a house can be sold for tens of millions. Each building is 20 storeys high, each floor is divided into north and south sides, with elevators in the middle, and there are two houses on each side.

His family lives on the left side of the elevator door on the eighteenth floor, and the opposite door is Mu Tiantian's house.

He got out of the elevator and found Mu Tiantian standing at the door of his house.

When he saw her there, he immediately lowered his gaze and silently walked over to open the door. She cut her long black and shiny hair into short ear-length hair two days ago, and her appearance looked even more pretty.

It's just that the red hair is too harsh!

Don't even want to look at her? She was suddenly depressed in her heart, she was waiting for him here, she wanted to say thank you to him. Now I'm not in a good mood, so I don't want to talk about it.

"Something?" He opened the door and went in, and asked suddenly before closing the door.

The voice is low and steady. Not at all as cheerful and sunny as his peers.

She had already walked to the door of her house, and her hand was about to open the lock by fingerprint, when she suddenly heard his voice, and her hand paused.

"Thank you for helping me out today, my mother remembered." She opened the door, and slammed it shut.

What was the expression on his face, she didn't see.

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That's right, Zhu Yilong is our teacher and our little grandfather. When reading the text, make up the image of the dragon with your own brain.