Chapter 60: Passing?
Mr. Meng came very early today, and when he saw that Lu Sanniang, Du Liuniang and Qin Erniang came back to class, he didn't say much, sat down on the square chair in front of him, and said without a smile: "Hand in your homework one by one." ”
Before the words fell, the three rows of students handed in their mid-month homework in turn.
Every time he handed in a piece of homework, Meng Qian would frown and look at it carefully for a long time before allocating the left and right sides.
On the left side is the qualified column, as for the right.....
Wu Ziyao watched his schoolwork being put in the column on the right, his brows tightened, but he didn't snatch it from his husband and stuff it into the column on the left.
On the right is a column to be prepared to notify parents and then go to the board.....
Wu Ziyao stretched out his hand to the left and right, and he didn't know what to do.
Meng Qian buckled the table case and motioned for the next one, but found that Wu Ziyao was still standing in front of the table.
As soon as he raised his head, he looked at Wu Ziyao's face twisted into a bun fold, coughed lightly, and said in an unkind tone: "Don't sit back and read in the morning!" ”
"Uh.... Sir, I...."
The folds on Wu Ziyao's face spread out and wrinkled, spread and wrinkled, and finally simply scratched his head, turned back to his seat and sighed.
It seems that in the academic journey, he really has no talent!
The homework is almost handed in, and the two columns on the left and right are also clearly divided into two rows on the desk, some people are happy and some are worried.
Meng Qian stroked his extremely smooth goatee, and looked at Ning Xi, who was sitting in the last row with his homework in his hand, and his brows trembled subconsciously.
"Sir."
Ning Xi sat in a wheelchair, lowered his head, and respectfully handed over the carefully folded scroll with both hands.
Meng Qian's wrinkled face trembled subconsciously, squinting his eyes and looking Ning Xi up and down, and then he shook his sleeves and got up to take over Ning Xi's schoolwork.
This girl has been really good lately.
Not only do you not sleep when you read in the morning, but you can also sit honestly in class and not sneak away, and most importantly, you actually do your homework?
Meng Qian's usually serious face softened slightly, and he slowly spread out the scroll.
The next pair of eyes stared at the scroll in Meng Qian's hand as if they were nothing, and then stared at Ning Xi's respectful and humble appearance at the table, only frightened eyes were about to fly out.
Has this ghost recently changed his ways?
No, no, it's corrected!
She was able to turn in her schoolwork?
Lu Ruoyan's face was gloomy, and the rice paper in her hand made her twist into several balls.
Staring at Ning Xi's appearance in a wheelchair, she couldn't wait to slap her a few times.
But right now, she had palpitations, so she had to retract her gaze angrily and not look at her.
Su Qiao and the others were particularly curious about what Ning Xi's homework was, why did Mr. read it for so long and still hadn't put it down?
Ning Xi had a faint smile on his face, and he looked at Meng Qian, whose hands were already shaking a little, and sighed silently in his heart.
Her talent is still introverted.
Otherwise, a ghost who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it suddenly becomes a well-known talented woman, no matter how you look at it, it's a little scary!
Meng Qian stared at the delicately framed scroll in his hand, and was a little indescribable for a while.
The artistic conception he left was "at ease".
The students' interpretation of these two words is also good, although it is not as profound as the profound portrayal of those hard-working scholars who have studied for many years, but it is better than the casualness that has not been carved.
Ke Ningxi's painting.....
He wants to be comfortable, but what is this chick eating Mitu?
Chicken shed, chicken food, plus a round and fat chicken, or a chicken lying on the edge of the chicken shed knocking on Erlang's legs to bask in the sun....
What is this trying to express?
Meng Qian subconsciously rolled up the scroll, and under the gaze of Ning Xi and the students behind him, he was about to put it in the unqualified column on the right side, but after he was about to turn it around and put it back in his palm, Ning Xi rarely did his homework, and he should be encouraged and encouraged.
Those who are teachers and role models must not stifle a heart dedicated to learning.
Meng Qian coughed lightly to relieve the depression in his heart, and asked Ning Xi, who was looking forward to peeking at him, "Your painting...."
"Sir, you say it, at ease! Look how comfortable this is! Ning Xi rubbed his hands together and responded urgently.
Meng Qian: "......"
It's quite comfortable.....
In the end, Meng Qian put Ning Xi's homework in the qualified column on the left in the stunned eyes of everyone, and rarely praised it.
"The artistic conception of your painting is a little inferior, but it is better than the original intention...... Study hard in the future. ”
"Thank you, sir."
Ning Xi thanked Mr. first, and then slid his head high from the desk to his wheelchair all the way back to his seat.
Wu Ziyao and Wu Zimin covered their faces and sighed, is there still no humanity!!
In addition to the two of them, the rest of the people who failed to pass their coursework also secretly swore that even Ning Xi, a well-known ghost, was so hard-working, what reason did they have for not working hard?
Thinking of this, they took the article and read it aloud.
There was a rare atmosphere in the school, and the learning atmosphere was extremely rich.
Lu Ruoyan and the three of them missed the homework because they took a few days off, and now they are staring at the article in their hands in their seats, opening their mouths, but they can't read a word.
I clenched my back molars angrily, and I was about to vomit blood!
That two fools!
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After class, Wu Zimin went to listen to the music and watch the drama again, otherwise when he returned to the house, he and Wu Laosan wanted to come out to play again, but they would have to wait a few days.
"Let's go to Chunxi Pavilion to watch the play first, listen to Kunqu Opera in Jingxinzhai, and then go to eat roast duck in the hanging oven later, how about it?"
Wu Zimin stretched out his hand outside the courtyard to block the door, and whistled at the little friend Nunu who came up from Hulawai.
"If you don't go today, you won't want to see our brothers in ten days or eight days!"
Wu Ziyao saw that everyone was hesitating, and pushed Ning Xi to walk out, shaking his head and sighing.
His father has been busy with the Mid-Autumn Festival martial arts recently, and he has been staying in the Jianshan camp on the outskirts of Beijing all day, and he has not returned to his house for several days, but no matter how busy he is, he still has time to play the board.
Ay.....
"Tell me about the two of you, don't talk about your skills, you don't know how modest you are, you look at how powerful Xiaoxi is, Xiaoxi passed the first time he handed in his homework, and he was praised by Mr., you two..."
Ji Shuyuan pinched her waist and stared at the dejected Wu family brothers, and snorted: "Do you want to mess with Xiaoxi in the future!" ”
“.....”
The two brothers looked up at Ji Shuyuan, who looked down with disdain, and then at Ning Xi, who looked like a sneer, and finally looked at Su Qiao, who was followed by Zheng Qiuyue, who pursed her lips and smiled, and muttered with her head drooping: "Can you stop mentioning this.... But how did Xiaoxi pass? What do you draw? ”
"Yes, yes, I see that Mr. is planning to put your schoolwork on the right, why did you regret it again?"
Wu Ziyao also came over, he was very curious about this.
Not only him, but everyone was also curious.
This time, all the eyes of Wu Zimin and Wu Ziyao who had been facing Wu Zimin before were all directed towards Ning Xi, leaning forward slightly, and surrounded Ning Xi who was sitting in a wheelchair.