Chapter Forty-Seven: A Lot of Points Are Beckoning, Wow, Then Count It as a Bully
Song Zhizhi's face stiffened with laughter all morning!
After school at noon, several classmates went back together, and they escorted her home before leaving!
Meng Qiu Qiu didn't find a chance to say anything, and it wasn't until he went to school at noon that he blocked Song Zhizhi at the school gate and handed her a green tongue.
"Eat to cool off, it's too hot this day, just thank you for your counseling, eat quickly!" Meng Qiu Qiu was afraid that Song Zhizhi would ask for money again, but he refused, so he simply stuffed it into her hand.
He moved too much, and directly pushed Song Zhizhi to a stumbling side, and saw that the classmates who passed by were all watching from the sidelines, especially a few female classmates, who were even more surprised after confirming that Song Zhizhi and the black boy were friends.
"Eldest sister, you see that Song Zhizhi is different from us, if we see the senior students, we don't dare to speak, their relationship is so good."
"It's just that, I'm so envious, I seem to be spoiled by my brother, it's so good!"
"Eldest sister, why don't you speak, why have you been staring at Song Zhizhi, you don't know each other, but isn't it good for her to be so close to the boy?"
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Several classmates talked about it, Wang Damei withdrew her eyes, just nodded indiscriminately and didn't speak again, but then she couldn't help but glance at Song Zhizhi, as if she noticed her gaze, Song Zhizhi suddenly turned her head and looked at her.
Sister Wang sighed in her heart, remembering that she had to call Sister Zhizhi every time she saw her, and in an instant, her face turned red, and she turned around and ran away.
When several other classmates saw Song Zhizhi coming over, they all smiled and waved hello, and they were a little embarrassed by Sister Wang's move, and then chased after them.
"Song Zhizhi, you won't bully others, why are they scared away when they see you!" Meng Qiu Qiu saw this process clearly, especially the moment when Wang Damei and Song Zhizhi looked at each other, the anger and panic in their eyes.
Song Zhizhi shook his head and laughed, "If learning to crush too hard is considered a bully, then it is, she is the neighbor's big sister who lost the mantra with me, and she may have left a shadow on her before!" β
She didn't ask her to call her Sister Zhizhi now, why are you so nervous.
But it's good to know that you're afraid, it's easy to press her impulsively into the mud at a young age, if you're not afraid of her, you'll be jealous of her in the future, and it's not okay to come to yin again.
However, as long as she doesn't offend her, she won't take the initiative to trouble her.
"Hahaha, it turned out to be her, then you bullied!" Even he can't fight in the sixth grade, he is only in the third grade, this crushing is too ruthless!
If he were replaced, he would be depressed for a long, long time.
After the two finished eating, they threw the ice cream sticks into the trash can before returning to the classroom to prepare for class, and as soon as they sat down, the female classmate with a melon seed face at the back table patted her on the shoulder, "Song Zhizhi, Song Zhizhi, there is a primary school student essay competition, do you want to participate?" β
"Participate!" Song Zhizhi didn't turn around yet, and subconsciously agreed.
It shows her obsession with scores.
The girl with a melon seed face never expected Song Zhizhi to answer so refreshingly, she was immediately a little stunned, and quickly reacted and wrote her name on the list.
"Okay, then you can take the time to write an essay today, only 500 words, and give it to Teacher Wu before school in the afternoon!"
The melon-faced girl nodded and whispered.
"That's right," I also have the surname Song, my name is Song Jiaxin, and I am the deputy class leader and part-time entertainment committee, so I have other school leaders here to visit next Monday, and I need to randomly pick students to show their talents, do you want to participate? β
She asked half of the girls in the class, but no one dared to participate, saying that there were so many leaders, and they were afraid!
But she can only sing, that is, the old-fashioned songs, and she is not qualified, so she asked tentatively, after all, genius children, maybe they also have skills in other aspects.
Even if it can only be compared to her, Song Zhizhi is only seven years old, and she must be shocking to everyone!
She smiled attentively, and Song Zhizhi nodded again, "Yes, but I can only play the piano, is there a piano in the school?" β
In her memory, primary school was very poor and poor, not to mention the piano, and music classes were all about teaching and singing nursery rhymes.
Sure enough, Song Jiaxin's suddenly bright eyes became depressed, and she shook her head, "No!" β
You don't have to have that stuff in the whole town!
"And how about you sing?" Song Jiaxin doesn't give up, if she doesn't know, she will teach!
"Then you can write and sing, and the repertoire will be "On the Field of Hope"!" Song Zhizhi thought about it for a while, and immediately got the result, did the red song that he had studied in junior high school for two years come in handy.
Song Jiaxin didn't know what hope was on the field, she directly gave the watch to Song Zhizhi to fill in by herself, and when she took it back and read it, she suddenly realized, it seemed to be a red song.
But whether she can sing well or not, she was a little worried, and asked Song Zhizhi to sing two or three sentences before stopping, and even looked forward to it.
When the bell rang for the next morning self-study, she immediately took her watch and ran to the teacher's office.
As soon as she left, a square-faced boy also walked to Song Zhizhi's side with a serious smile, "Song Zhizhi, I am Li Tao, the representative of the math class, I have an Olympiad here, are you interested?" β
Originally, you can only participate in the fifth grade of primary school or above, but this year, the teacher said that the restrictions have been relaxed, so he came directly to Song Zhizhi, and the person who has a full score in the final question of the third grade will now participate, and no one in the third grade is more qualified than Song Zhizhi!
Another competition?
It was amazing to poke the nest of the game today!
Song Zhizhi already had a picture of herself frantically collecting points in her heart, and she nodded again, "What time does it conflict with the essay contest and the performance time of the show, right?" β
"Ah...... Oh, I'll see! Li Tao didn't think about this question, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask Song Jiaxin, and after confirming that the time did not conflict, he handed the form to Song Zhizhi, "If there is no conflict, you can fill it in yourself, and I will go and hand it to the teacher immediately after filling it out!" β
It's good that his mission is accomplished, yay!
Song Zhizhi filled it in, and then asked Song Jiaxin to take the homework theme - love the motherland, and then took out the book and began to write, the patriotic script, she loves and is the most familiar.
[If the country lives and dies for profit, will it not be avoided because of misfortune and good fortune; The humble did not dare to forget the country, and the matter must still be closed; The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken; ...... since ancient timesγ
Five hundred words was too little for Song Zhizhi, she wrote more than five hundred words in one breath, and she didn't stop until the class bell rang.
After the end of the third class, she looked at the end of the class, and wrote until the end of the 700 words, and the fourth class was the class of the Chinese teacher Teacher Wu, so she handed it over to Teacher Wu directly before the class.
Teacher Wu immediately nodded with satisfaction, Song Zhizhi's composition skills do not look like the level of elementary and junior high school students, just this flesh-and-blood article with personal spirit to hand in, I'm afraid it has to be suspected that it was ghostwritten by the teacher, right?
It is not a problem to win the first prize, and it will be possible to get the ranking when it is sent to the city!