Chapter 7: Reach Out!

Early the next morning, Yuan Chengle stood in front of his house and looked at the big wooden door of Fang Mumu's house, and the autumn tiger was turned into a sick cat by the autumn wind, which made him feel a little cold. Although he had been standing at his door for a long time, he did not feel irritated by waiting, because he believed that the person he was waiting for would eventually arrive.

Yu Cai opened the big wooden door of Fang Mumu's house, Fang Mumu came out from behind her, and after she raised her eyes and saw Yuan Chengle, she ran to Yuan Chengle as fast as usual, "Brother~"

Yuan Chengle waited for Fang Mumu with a smile on his face as always, and greeted her when she approached, "Mumu is early." Then the two waved goodbye to Yu Cai, who was standing at the door of the large wooden door.

Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu held hands and ran happily in the direction of the school, just like the day they went to school together for the first time. Since that incident, Fang Mumu has not gone to school for three days because of the punishment he received from Fang Jian, and Yuan Chengle has also taken three days off because of his weak health. So when both of them stood at the school gate at the same time, they both had a strange feeling of being separated by many days. After looking at each other and laughing, they still walked into the school gate holding hands.

Getting closer and closer to the classroom of the third class of the third grade, Fang Mumu could clearly feel that her heartbeat was speeding up as she approached the classroom step by step, so that she shrank back and didn't dare to step into the threshold with some fear when she stood at the door.

Yuan Chengle looked back and saw Fang Mumu who suddenly stopped behind her, her face was pale, and the remaining bruises were more like a strange disease that shouldn't have been born, making Fang Mumu look even more sick.

Yuan Chengle clenched Fang Mumu's hand, he wanted to give her strength, he wanted to give her bravery, "Mumu is not afraid, my brother is here." ”

Fang Mumu raised her head and looked at Yuan Chengle after hearing Yuan Chengle's words, the fear in her mind was like a child who was having a temper, she was instantly soothed by Yuan Chengle's words, her slightly reddened eyes were calmed with the smile at the corner of her mouth, she didn't say anything, nodded vigorously, and after taking a deep breath, she raised her feet that she felt heavy.

The moment Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu stepped into the classroom, the noisy classroom was instantly quiet, and the eyes of all the students were fixed on Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu, who had disappeared for three days.

Fang Mumu's eyes didn't dare to touch anyone, she stared at Yuan Chengle's back tightly, and at this moment Yuan Chengle was leading her to their desks with her head held high.

After Fang Mumu and Yuan Chengle sat down, the silence in the classroom was broken by the sound of a voice that was too small for the two of them to hear clearly, Fang Mumu's hand unconsciously touched the bruises on her face, she thought, those voices might be laughing at the bruises on her face. Thinking of this, she lowered her head, wanting to lower her head to a place where those classmates could not see.

Everything in the classroom looks normal, but it seems abnormal, and if you are not an insider, you may be naΓ―ve to think that this is the so-called normal situation of students in school.

The bell rang at this time, and the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom and walked to the podium as the bell ended. After she put the books and lesson plans in her hand on the table, her eyes scanned the classroom, the appearance of Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu made her a little surprised, she didn't have a good impression of Fang Mumu, a skipping student, because she heard from other teachers that Fang Mumu had conflicts with her classmates, and her impression of Fang Mumu was only worse.

"Alright, let's start class."

As soon as the Chinese teacher's words fell, the student in charge of shouting to stand up stood up, "Stand up!" ”

The whole class stood up with this classmate's order, and Fang Mumu and Yuan Chengle also stood up with the whole class, but Fang Mumu's head was still lowered.

The Chinese teacher nodded, and the whole class sat down again.

"Okay, the homework assigned to you yesterday asked you to recite Du Fu's "Quatrain", have you memorized it?"

"It's time to memorize!" Regardless of whether the students who memorized or not, they all followed Ying He, except for Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu, who didn't know anything, and no one told them.

Fang Mumu raised his head and looked at Yuan Chengle, asking Yuan Chengle with his eyes if he could memorize it, as if he was asking why Yuan Chengle didn't tell her what he wanted to recite. Because she didn't know about the three days she was absent at this moment, Yuan Chengle was not there.

Yuan Chengle looked at Fang Mumu, frowned, and shook his head.

Fang Mumu lowered her head, not daring to look at the Chinese teacher, which made her heart even more hesitant and afraid that the Chinese teacher would check and recite now.

Fang Mumu's bad premonition appeared in his heart, and he heard the Chinese teacher continue, "That's good, let's check everyone's recitation before class." ”

So, in Fang Mumu's raised eyes, the Chinese teacher started to check from the first student in the first row, she felt that there was lightning and thunder above her head, and she could kill her in every minute.

Yuan Chengle held Fang Mumu's hand, but Fang Mumu lowered his head again.

"Next, Fang Mumu."

Fang Mumu didn't know how long she had been wandering in the anxiety of her thoughts, and when she heard the Chinese teacher call her name, she had a trace of auditory hallucinations.

"Fang Mumu."

The Chinese teacher's voice suddenly raised, and Fang Mumu stood up from the stool in fright, "Here!" ”

The Chinese teacher said impatiently, "Recite Du Fu's "Quatrain". ”

When Fang Mumu's raised gaze collided with the gaze delivered by the Chinese teacher, she immediately withdrew her gaze and panicked to find a corner on the ground where she could place her gaze.

""Quatrain, Du Fu..."Except for the information prompted in the Chinese teacher's words, Fang Mumu didn't have any impression in her mind, because she didn't even read it.

Yuan Chengle looked at the Chinese teacher anxiously on the side, he wanted to turn the book and secretly give Fang Mumu a hint, but the Chinese teacher seemed to be embarrassed by Fang Mumu, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"And then?" The Chinese teacher took the wooden ruler on the lectern, weighed it, touched the thickness, and then she slowly walked off the podium and approached Fang Mumu.

"Quatrain, Du Fu..."Fang Mumu's voice was much smaller than just now, but the content she memorized had not changed, only the title of the poem and the name of the poet.

Even if Fang Mumu didn't look up, she could feel the aura of the Chinese teacher, and she knew that the Chinese teacher was in front of her.

"Have you memorized it?" The Chinese teacher's flat tone was filled with questioning anger.

Fang Mumu shook her lowered head, she silently stated the facts.

"Then when I asked just now, why did you say that you memorized it?"

Fang Mumu wanted to explain that she didn't say that she had memorized it just now, but at the moment when the Chinese teacher questioned her, she became a mute who had eaten Coptis chinensis, and she didn't know how to deal with it except for lowering her head.

"Speak!" If the Chinese teacher just paid attention to the softness of her speech, then when the Chinese teacher said these two words, she had completely discarded her intention, and her voice was sharp and harsh, which made Fang Mumu tremble.

"Teacher, Mumu..." Yuan Chengle stood up and wanted to explain to the Chinese teacher the reason why Fang Mumu didn't memorize, but before he could say anything, he was ruthlessly interrupted by the Chinese teacher.

"Sit down! I didn't ask you! The Chinese teacher glared at him, and whatever Yuan Chengle wanted to say, he swallowed it in the cannibalistic eyes of the Chinese teacher, and standing silently fighting was the only thing he dared to do to defend Fang Mumu.

Fang Mumu was frightened again by the Chinese teacher's voice of Yuan Chengle, she didn't dare to say a word to answer the Chinese teacher, she shrunk her neck, waiting for the Chinese teacher's trial and punishment.

"Reach out!" The Chinese teacher's voice echoes in the silent classroom, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the careful breathing of each student.

Fang Mumu stretched out her hand tremblingly, and the distance she could see with her eyes was the palm of her hand, and she imagined in fear what the pain from there would be like.

There was a moment of numbness in Fang Mumu's palm, followed by a sweeping pain, which extended to her fingers, and then from her fingers back to her brain, and after a few seconds, she immediately retracted her hand and held it together, trying to hold the pain and keep it from raging everywhere.

"Keep reaching out!"

Before Fang Mumu could hold the pain tightly, the Chinese teacher's voice sounded again, a drop of warmth in Fang Mumu's moist eyes slid down her cheeks, and in that drop of warm warmth, she stretched out her hand that was holding together again, but this time no matter how hard she endured the pain, she couldn't straighten her palm.

The wooden ruler didn't give Fang Mumu much time to straighten his palm at all, and under the command of the Chinese teacher's demonic hand, it fell on Fang Mumu's hand quickly and vigorously again.

The pain from his fingers penetrated into Fang Mumu's heart, and the tears could no longer be hidden, surging out, wanting to break his eyes. She bent down and put the hand that was almost painful in her arms, and did not say a word, let alone cry.

The Chinese teacher saw that Fang Mumu's pale face suddenly turned red, and the state of the whole person was suddenly a little wrong, she put away her heart and wanted to continue beating her, but she converted the violence of action into verbal violence.

"At a young age, I thought I could skip a grade, I thought it was amazing, didn't I? It's only been a few days, it's not big, and it's not small! It's only been a few days, and the tail is up to the sky? The Chinese teacher glanced at Yuan Chengle in the ventilation effort, "It's not easy to learn what you should study, but you can learn quickly by forming gangs!" In a few weeks, there will be a monthly test, and I'll see how good you are, and if you fail the test......"

The Chinese teacher wanted to give Fang Mumu a dismissal, but when she was talking, the corner of her eye took care of the other students in the class, and the way they listened quietly made her immediately stop what she was going to say.

"Alright, you both sit down." After the Chinese teacher finished speaking, he didn't wait for Yuan Chengle and Fang Mumu to sit down, then turned around and walked to the podium.

The classmates behind Fang Mumu breathed a long sigh of relief, glad that Fang Mumu was sitting in the second row, and glad that he didn't have to face the two feet that Fang Mumu received.

After Yuan Chengle helped Fang Mumu to sit on the stool, he took Fang Mumu's beaten hand, and while the Chinese teacher was not paying attention, he gently blew away, and gently wiped away the tears that had fallen on Fang Mumu's palm, like wiping away his own insignificant powerlessness just now.

Fang Mumu didn't listen to anything in that Chinese class, and in her gradually numb pain, she shouted with low self-esteem: Just like you, how can you continue to learn the knowledge of the third grade and go back to preschool.