. , the fastest update after wearing the book, she became the latest chapter of a big farmer!

Huang Qianqian is sensible and distressing, she shouldn't bear these things at such a young age, and a broken family is the easiest for children to learn to grow up.

Nian Hua didn't know what to say, so he could only encourage: "Qianqian, for the sake of my mother, for my own school, can I cooperate with the doctor for treatment?" As long as you are obedient and treat well, you will be able to come to school soon, and when the time comes, the genius of the New Year's painting sister will give you a make-up lesson to ensure that you can get a full score. ”

"Sister New Year's painting, wait for me to come back!"

"Well, we're all waiting for you."

Watching Huang Qianqian leave with her mother, Nian Hua silently wished her a speedy recovery.

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In the evening, the bell rings for the end of school.

The New Year's picture put away the notebook on the table, and several pages were densely written on it.

This is the overlord style written by the New Year's painting itself.

She was tired of reading every day, so she decided to try to write a long story herself.

In her previous life, she often fantasized about how the plot would open her mind if she wrote it herself, but because she was busy with scientific research at that time, she couldn't find time to write it at all.

It's good in this life, and there is a lot of time, so it's just the right time to try it.

Ma Yun looked at the dense number of words on the New Year's picture book, and couldn't help but show a frightened expression.

Usually when they write an essay, they will hold back six or seven hundred words at most, but in these lessons of New Year's painting, he has seen it with his own eyes, and the number of words he writes is at least three or four thousand words.

What a genius!

Full of admiration for New Year's paintings, Ma Yun cautiously asked: "Sister New Year's paintings, are you going to participate in the essay contest when you write so many words of composition?" ”

Essay contests?

Hearing Ma Yun ask, the New Year's painting couldn't help laughing, if the boss he wrote was to participate in any essay contest, I am afraid that the judges' faces would be angry.

"I won't rob you of the first and second prizes, you can cheer for yourself."

"Sister Nianhua, can you show me the essay you wrote? I want to learn from you. ”

Ma Yun's eyes focused on the homework book of the New Year's painting, and she was so frightened that the New Year's painting quickly put the homework book into her schoolbag, she didn't want to poison the flowers of the motherland, if Ma Yun saw herself, I am afraid that the values of life will be subverted.

"Sister wrote it, it's not an essay, so don't show it to you!"

Who knew that when Ma Yun heard that the New Year's painting was written, his eyes lit up, and he said very excitedly: "Sister of the New Year's painting, do you still write?" I liked it the most! Show me! ”

These students usually don't have any particularly interesting extracurricular reading materials except for studying, which is a very luxurious thing for them.

However, the New Year's painting has a black line, this unlucky child, why is it so annoying!

"Not now, I'll show you when I'm done writing later. I'm going home now, so you should go home early. ”

The New Year's painting ran out of the teaching building as if he had escaped, looked left and right, but did not see any trace of Liang Jizhou.

"Liang Jizhou, this dog, didn't come to pick me up today?"

The New Year's painting stood in place stupidly for two or three minutes, and then suddenly remembered that Liang Jizhou had explained in the morning that he had gone out to run errands today.

Accustomed to Liang Jizhou's pick-up and drop-off every day, Liang Jizhou suddenly didn't come today, and the New Year's painting somehow felt a little lost in his heart.

Back at home, the door is still closed, and it seems that Liang Jizhou has not returned.