Lin Nianhe has always been very self-aware and never does anything beyond his ability.

For example, you can't fight with Wen Lan, for example, you can't fight with Xiaolan, for example, you can't fight with Sister Lan.

Half of her 500-word essay quotes Mr. Liang's "Juvenile Chinese Sayings", and the other half is used to stitch together the quoted words...... That's it, contribution?

She was afraid that the editor of the newspaper would come and hack her to death.

Maybe she refused too quickly and too resolutely, and Zhou Chujiang was stunned.

He rubbed his ears and looked at Lin Nianhe with some uncertainty: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you just said." ”

Lin Nianhe said again kindly: "No need, no need, no trouble, I don't contribute, thank you." ”

Zhou Chujiang looked around blankly.

He is the most talented Chinese teacher in Lanxian High School, and I don't know how many colleagues and students look forward to him mentioning them in passing when he submits his manuscript...... Now he sent the opportunity to Lin Nianhe, but she directly refused?

Zhou Chujiang suddenly laughed as if he was self-deprecating, he shook his head, and then shook his head, his expression was complicated.

Lin Nianhe: "......"

This person doesn't look normal, so she might as well not go back to the Straw Hat.

She's only been living a peaceful life for three days, and she doesn't want to make any more trouble.

It's just a straw hat, far less important than her peace.

Thinking like this, Lin Nianhe swallowed his anger when he got up, got up and patted his clothes, took two steps back and nodded at Zhou Chujiang detachedly: "Comrade Zhou, I'm going back." ”

After she finished speaking, she left, and she didn't even give Zhou Chujiang a chance to stay.

Zhou Chujiang stood by the river and laughed for a while, then looked at the blue sky, looked at the leaves, and then looked down at the river.

The man in the water has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is the most popular appearance at the moment.

Well, he is not only talented, but also very good-looking.

Zhou Chujiang affirmed himself first, and then another doubt came to mind:

So...... Did she not understand her own hints?

……

"Ahh

"You are the fruit of a bountiful harvest!"

"You are the boundless wheat wave!"

"You are the light, the lighthouse, that illuminates me!"

"You ......"

In the afternoon, on the edge of the cornfield, the sound of subdued recitation drowned out the sound of flying leaves.

The corn stalks were taller than a person, and only straw hats could be seen in the distance.

This adds a lot of difficulty to the work of the team leaders, after all, you can't tell who is who from the straw hats.

The boredom is all from other squads, and the fifth squad doesn't have this problem-

"Lin Nianhe! What are you doing? It's been a long time, huh? ”

The fifth team, who can stay there for a long time without moving, is probably only Lin Zhiqing, who doesn't work hard at the grinder.

Yes, this afternoon, all the educated youth have returned to work.

Maybe some of them don't really want to work, and the main reason why they came out is that the backyard of the educated youth point is too noisy.

Far away, in the middle of the green field separated from the person named by the team leader, he raised a hand high: "Uncle! I'm here! I didn't move! ”

Lin Nianhe said, as if he was afraid that he was not conspicuous and unconvincing, he pushed aside the corn leaves and waded through mountains and rivers to the ridge.

She looked at the team leader and spread her hands helplessly: "Uncle, who do you recognize as me again?" Let's be serious, you can't always be like this, and those who don't know think I'm swearing to corn. ”

The team leader looked at her, and then at the person who hadn't moved yet, and was sure that he had indeed misnamed himself this time.

He touched his nose in embarrassment, and in order to seek the truth, he hurriedly stepped down the ridge and went to find the main owner.

Lin Nianhe sat on the edge of the ridge and picked up the kettle to drink.

The captain went to the wooden stake and was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

There is no other reason, the person who grinds foreign workers there with a pestle turns out to be Wen Lan.

The team leader looked at her, and his voice hesitated: "Wen Zhiqing, you ...... Got your feet down? ”

Wen Lan came back to her senses suddenly, and then realized that she had been pinching a corn leaf and hadn't moved it for a long time.

Her face immediately turned red, first shaking her head, then reacting and nodding violently.

The team leader looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Lan tugged at the corners of her mouth and patted her thigh: "Legs, legs are numb." ”

"Ah......h

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was scared to death, so he said, why might Wen Zhiqing not work hard.

The team leader said, "Then you can move around, and if you can't do it, you can rest for a while." ”

"Hey, hey." Wen Lan lowered her eyes weakly, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The team leader didn't say that the work points would be deducted, because in the past few months, Wen Lan still had such a problem for the first time, and he was willing to believe that Wen Lan was just numb in his legs.

The team leader returned to the edge of the ridge and met Lin Nianhe's curious gaze: "Uncle, who is it this time?" ”

With a kettle in one hand and a straw hat in the other, she sat on the edge of the ridge with her calf dangling.

Team Leader: "It doesn't matter who you were before, but if you don't go back to work, you won't even get two jobs today." ”

Lin Nianhe didn't care: "Okay, I know." ”

Team Leader: "The six-year-old dog baby got three points yesterday for pigweed. ”

Lin Nianhe stood up suddenly, walked back while twisting the lid of the kettle, and muttered in his mouth: "That's not possible, I can't be worse than a child...... Isn't it just three jobs, him! ”

The squad leader regretted it.

He should have given an example of a four-point job!

"Ahh

"You are a shining star!"

"You are the moon in the sky!"

"You ......"

The cornfield fell silent, and the sound of the recitation reached everyone's ears again.

Lin Nianhe came to work to hide from the clean, but there was another person here who didn't have long eyes, she gritted her teeth, and her strength to pull out the grass increased a little.

Not far away, Wang Shumei's voice came: "Nian He, who is so leisurely, reciting poetry in the field in the afternoon, isn't he tired?" ”

Lin Nianhe glanced towards the source of the sound, and vaguely saw only a corner of his clothes.

She rolled her eyes: "It turns out that this is a recitation, I always thought he was singing out of tune!" ”

"Poof......

"Hahaha......"

Laughter could be heard from several directions.

Widow Zhao's voice came: "I just looked, it's the male teacher...... Hey, Lin Zhiqing, you are educated, how did he write this poem? ”

Before Lin Nianhe could answer, Aunt Li answered first: "What's the matter?" I don't look good, what a wheat wave, our kind of bud rice. ”

"Hahaha......"

After a burst of laughter, Widow Zhao said, "Lin Zhiqing, do you know how to write poems?" Write one for us? ”

Lin Nianhe: "Huh? ”

How did this fire implicate her?

"Yes, yes, Lin Zhiqing writes one!"

"Quick, don't be ashamed of Lin girl, your writing must be better than anyone else!"

Lin Nianhe: "Hehe." ”

Thank you aunts for thinking so highly of her!

If Lin Nianhe knew that her sneer would be distorted like that in the future, she would not laugh like this when she was killed......

(End of chapter)