"School Committee, this math problem can't be." Zhang Qiling, who was sitting at the table next to Fang Mumu, looked at Fang Mumu with a ruffian face, he didn't know why, since he stepped into this classroom and saw Fang Mumu, he felt that this girl was very pleasing to him. Therefore, when Fang Mumu was running for the mathematics class study committee, he spent a lot of effort, lobbying from all sides, and trying to canvass votes, which led to Fang Mumu's overwhelming victory. And occasionally shouting at the school committee and confiding in the school committee about his learning difficulties has become his daily greeting.

"Then it's empty!" Yuan Chengle, who came back from outside, happened to hear Zhang Qiling's words, so he stood between Fang Mumu and Zhang Qiling, looking down at Zhang Qiling with an indifferent face and a little hostility.

"Yo yo yo, the same table of the school committee is back." After speaking, Zhang Qiling opened the book and browsed up and down.

At this time, Zhang Qiling will not have a hard bar with Yuan Chengle, for two reasons, first, Yuan Chengle has an obvious height advantage, although Yuan Chengle is also very thin; Second, he knew that even if he and Yuan Chengle got together, Fang Mumu would not stand on his side, and he would also destroy the good image that he had finally established in front of Fang Mumu, after all, such a loss, he had suffered it once.

Fang Mumu could only look at Yuan Chengle, who was sitting down beside him, and shook his head helplessly, and whispered to him: "Actually, it doesn't matter, just talk about one question, after all, I am the school committee." ”

Yuan Chengle turned his indifferent face to look at Fang Mumu, "You haven't scored a perfect score again." ”

Fang Mumu smiled slightly, expressed surrender, and then obediently closed her mouth and did the question seriously, although she still ranked first in the overall score of the monthly examination of the school committee, she did not have a full score in mathematics. And Yuan Chengle, who was sitting next to her, had a proper full score in mathematics. She told others math problems in front of Yuan Chengle, wasn't that a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

"School Committee, after school, I'll send you home." Zhang Qiling said to Fang Mumu while packing his schoolbag.

Fang Mumu smiled politely, but her eyebrows were skimmed, and just when she didn't know how to refuse, her savior came.

"What to send? You are not from a village. Yuan Chengle sat heavily in his seat, although the school bell rang, he didn't plan to leave with Fang Mumu in front of Zhang Qiling, no matter how you look at it, he will run away a little gloomy.

"But I have a bike." Zhang Qiling put the packed schoolbag on the table and said with a proud face.

"Mu Mu doesn't know how to ride a bicycle." Yuan Chengle said, his face that was originally looking at Zhang Qiling turned to Fang Mumu, "Right?" "That look and gaze, as if to say, you dare to say that one is wrong.

Fang Mumu, who felt Yuan Chengle's gaze, raised his head and nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Yes, yes, yes." Even if there was no Yuan Chengle's persecutive eyes, Fang Mumu would nod and say yes, because she originally wanted to refuse.

"Just sit in the back seat, there's nothing difficult." Zhang Qiling stretched his neck, trying to let his voice bypass Yuan Chengle and reach Fang Mumu's ears.

Yuan Chengle turned his face in an instant and looked at Zhang Qiling expressionlessly, "Mu Mu said that she wouldn't, she wouldn't." ”

Zhang Qiling was shocked by Yuan Chengle's staring, and he immediately recognized the current situation and it was not appropriate to fight with Yuan Chengle for a long time. He picked up his schoolbag and shrunk his neck in surrender, "Okay, okay, no, no, you have the final say, I'll ride back by myself." ”

Zhang Qiling retracted his gaze with satisfaction when he saw Yuan Chengle, and a second before he was about to leave, he shouted at Fang Mumu: "School Committee, see you tomorrow." Then, with a puff of smoke, he ran away without a trace.

Yuan Chengle stared at the door where Zhang Qiling disappeared for a long time, thinking to himself, this guy is really ghostly.

Fang Mumu poked Yuan Chengle's arm with his finger, "Brother, I'm going back." ”

Yuan Chengle came back to his senses at this time, looked at Fang Mumu who was carrying his schoolbag, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, let's go, it's not good to go back late." ”

"Why did I miscalculate this question so simply?" Fang Mumu looked at the eye-catching red cross on the math paper he had just handed out, and muttered to himself in frustration.

Yuan Chengle leaned his head over and looked at Fang Mumu's scroll, "The symbol needs to be changed when moving on both sides of the equation." ”

Fang Mumu raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Chengle beside him with an aggrieved expression, "I know, when I answered the paper, it was obviously the same way, but I don't know why the paper sent down is not like this." ”

Yuan Chengle was seriously thinking with his chin in his hand, Fang Mumu thought that maybe Yuan Chengle wanted to say something that would comfort her, but Yuan Chengle said, "You are really careless." ”

Fang Mumu looked at Yuan Chengle with an aggrieved expression, "This, I know it myself." ”

Yuan Chengle said with relief, "The children can be taught." After that, he turned his head and put up his scroll and looked back and forth.

Fang Mumu especially wanted to give such an arrogant Yuan Chengle a roll of the eyes, when she peeked at the teacher on the podium who was still writing the topic on the blackboard, she slowly approached Yuan Chengle, "Don't praise it, even the powerful ghosts of Abi Hell can see it." ”

Yuan Chengle's hand that originally turned the test paper suddenly froze, what is it called even the terrible ghost of Abi Hell can see it, is it that he is a little modest in language, and the person next to him feels that his literary talent is about to catch up with Li Du.

After Yuan Chengle put down his test paper, he whispered, "It's sad and sad that ghosts don't see people." His volume happened to be heard only by Fang Mumu.

Fang Mumu still wanted to fight back, but the math teacher on the podium suddenly turned around and just glanced at her and Yuan Chengle.

"Fang Mumu, come on." The head teacher stood at the door of the classroom and shouted into the noisy classroom.

The whole class was silent in an instant, all eyes were focused on Fang Mumu, and everyone's conjecture was different.

"Isn't it the first? Why is it still called by the head teacher? Looking at the head teacher's expression, it was very solemn. ”

"Yo, good students have been named, there is a good show."

"I'll have to find a time to go to the head teacher's office and eavesdrop later, something big must be happening."

......

It was the first time that Fang Mumu was named like this by the head teacher, and after a moment of sluggishness, she began to sort out what she had done recently, and walked towards the door.

"Hello teacher." Yuan Chengle happened to come back from outside, and when he saw the head teacher standing at the door, he bowed and said hello, and then he planned to sit back in his seat, anyway, the head teacher was busy dealing with students every day, and he didn't know who was in trouble again.

When Yuan Chengle took a look at Fang Mumu who came over, his mentality that it was none of his business changed when he was hanging high, and he tried his best to ask Fang Mumu what was wrong with his eyes.

Fang Mumu pursed his lips, his eyebrows turned into a figure of eight, and his face was confused, indicating that he didn't know what was going on. After brushing shoulders with Yuan Chengle, she turned back to the appearance of a well-behaved student, and obediently followed the head teacher to the office.

Yuan Chengle sat in his seat a little anxious, he couldn't think of anything worthy of being called into the office by the teacher to criticize, and it was on an occasion like that just now.

When the class bell rang, the physics teacher stood at the door with glasses on, habitually looked around the students in the classroom, and then walked to the podium to start the class.

The physics teacher's passionate teaching method is as always, if it is ordinary, Yuan Chengle will inevitably listen to it with relish, but today, he can't listen to a word.

"Report." After the physics teacher finished a question, Fang Mumu appeared at the door of the classroom.

The physics teacher's right hand holding the chalk pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, then looked at the door, and saw that Fang Mumu was standing at the door, and he was not bad at studying, so he didn't feel much trouble, "Come in, enter the classroom early next time." ”

Fang Mumu nodded slightly apologetically, then walked to his seat and sat down, quickly took out the physics book from the table, and turned to the page where the physics teacher had spoken.

After the physics teacher watched Fang Mumu complete this series of actions to enter the class state, he continued to start the class.

Yuan Chengle's body leaned over, "Fire eyebrows? ”

After Fang Mumu glanced at the physics teacher, he whispered, "Good things are coming." ”

"Tell me about it." Yuan Chengle's curiosity was aroused, and he was curious about what happy events could be arranged for Fang Mumu, a scholar who taught Chinese, to the head teacher.

"The timing is not right." Fang Mumu's eyes kept following the chalk in the physics teacher's hand, and he didn't dare to shake his head, after all, he was late for class today.

"After-school tuition." Yuan Chengle took advantage of the teacher's inattention and poked Fang Mumu with his hand.

Fang Mumu frowned, looked back at Yuan Chengle, who was unwilling to give up easily, and had to listen to it at this moment, so he had no choice but to compromise, "The head teacher wants me to participate in the essay competition in the township, the topic of this competition is my father, he understands my situation, so he will do ideological work for me." ”

"And then?" Yuan Chengle was a little angry at the head teacher's strongmanship, although the expression on his face did not change, his tone of voice was obviously much colder.

"And then I said I could write."

As soon as Fang Mumu's voice fell, Yuan Chengle immediately denied and said, "Don't write!" It's just that his voice is slightly louder, which attracts the attention of the physics teacher and the rest of the class.

In order not to be implicated, Fang Mumu hurriedly followed the appearance of other classmates, and looked at Yuan Chengle with a questioning face.

Yuan Chengle stood up under everyone's attention, and then looked at the question on the blackboard where the physics teacher was still writing the problem-solving process just now and said, "No, teacher, if this step-by-step calculation will make the process complicated, why not just use Ohm's law?" ”

"That's one way, but let's start with the simple." The physics teacher waved for Yuan Chengle to sit down.

The physics teacher coughed and resumed the lesson.

Fang Mumu patted his two hands under the table, "Admire and admire, isn't that what this lesson is going to talk about?" ”

Yuan Chengle looked proud, and he was going to talk about the composition after class.

It's just that later, Yuan Chengle failed to persuade Fang Mumu, she still wrote an essay about 'my father', the content was very warm, and she also won the first prize.

After reading that essay, Yuan Chengle couldn't help but sigh, "No matter how I read it, I feel like you're writing about your mother, not like writing about your father." ”

Fang Mumu's eyes looked into the distance, "If my mother still loves me when my father becomes bad, then my parents' love for me is sound, because of my father's share, my mother will double my compensation because of my own powerlessness." Her mind drifted to the scene where her lame mother drove more than ten miles in an ox cart to bring her to school on the first day.