Chapter 62 Does She Look So Terrible?
A review was also written.
She looks, is it so terrible?
As for the matter of breaking her school bag, she is not going to worry about a child. It's okay to be angry, but it's been taught a lesson, and it's over.
"Anyway, I beg your pardon."
Handing over the review book, the little fat man bent down to apologize.
Glancing at the review book handed over, Zhao Qinglan reached out and took it.
Take a casual look.
"You wrote that?"
Li Qiang nodded in response.
"Yes, I wrote it myself." Since you have decided to apologize, you must show sincerity. Writing a review, that's the only thing he can think of.
In the 300-word review book, there are nine typos. She has always been meticulous in her work. Now when I see this review, I just feel that OCD is committed.
I can't bear to look at it directly.
I just want to correct it.
I reached out and took the pen, circled the typo directly, and handed it over.
"Correct these wrong words, copy them two hundred times."
Li Qiang's hand shook, a little confused.
Didn't he come to apologize? Why do you still have to write homework.
Big sister, are you the devil?
Look at him still standstill.
Zhao Qinglan raised his head slightly and whispered. "Do you think 200 times is not enough?"
Breathing is stagnant.
"No, no, that's enough."
Damn, terrible.
Copying it 200 times is equivalent to one new word, and you have to write two articles. Now reviewing the book, so many words are wrong, for a scum like him who doesn't like to study, it's really painful, it's better to beat him up directly.
I also know how to write a review book.
It's okay to see his attitude of admitting mistakes.
Zhao Qinglan waved his hand.
"Forget it this time."
"But I don't want another time like this."
"Yes, big sister."
Zhao Qinglan's face darkened.
"What do you call nonsense?"
"Well, Boss."
Li Qiang called out tentatively. Awesome,
"Roll ......"
"Oh, yes......"
After reading it in the morning, it was time to raise the national flag. At this time, the teachers of each class on the playground are organizing the students of their classes to stand in line.
The blue spliced white school uniform, wearing a red scarf, looks neat at a glance.
The familiar prelude sounds.
Standing on the stage to raise the national flag were the sixth-grade students, and each class took turns. Today is the turn of the second class of the sixth grade.
"That's your brother!"
"Today, it's your brother raising the national flag again."
The voice of a classmate sounded beside him.
Zhao Qinglan glanced up and nodded.
"Hmm."
At this time, Zhao Qingyuan was standing under the flagpole, holding the national flag in his hand. Now he has lost the sand sculpture that he doesn't look like on weekdays, and he looks quite serious.
"Your brother is very good-looking."
"It's handsome."
It was Liu Qian who was standing beside her who spoke.
It's a fact that it looks good.
"Hmm."
The national flag has been raised.
"Arise, you who will not be slaves,"
"Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall......"
Raise the national flag and sing the national anthem until the national flag reaches the top and flutters in the wind.
After the flag-raising ceremony, each class leaves the venue in order and then attends in their own classrooms.
……
The day passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was evening school time.
The sky was overcast, and it was raining outside the classroom, and it had been raining for a while.
After the school bell rang.
The teacher puts away the textbook.
"Students, it's time for school again. Go back and remember to finish your homework. ”
"Now it's raining outside, and if you don't have an umbrella, you can wait for your parents to pick you up, or wait for the rain to stop before leaving. Otherwise, I will catch a cold in the rain. ”
"On the road, don't let you pull me, pay more attention to the traffic coming and going......"
It was raining, which had no effect on Zhao Qinglan, because she brought an umbrella.
Seeing her take out a folding umbrella, the classmates sitting next to her were envious.
"Wow, you've got an umbrella with you."
"Well, be prepared."
Zhao Qinglan stood up as he spoke, slung his schoolbag over his shoulder with one hand, and walked out of the classroom with an umbrella.
At the school gate, Zhao Qinglan stood on the side of the road with an umbrella, waiting for her brother Zhao Qingyuan to come out. I waited for almost ten minutes, but I didn't see anyone.
Why hasn't it come out yet.
I was about to ask someone to ask, but I saw her brother limping and walking out with the help of his classmates.
It's a bit miserable,
Seeing this scene, a worried look appeared on Zhao Qinglan's face, which had been cold.
"Brother......
Zhao Qinglan stepped forward and reached out to take the person from the classmate's hand.
Supporting him, Zhao Qinglan couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?" ”
The clothes were also dirty, and the wrists were all scraped one by one.
Without waiting for Zhao Qingyuan to speak, his classmates helped him speak.
"When your brother was going down the stairs, he slipped and fell down the stairs."
Zhao Qinglan had a calm face and didn't say a word.
Knowing that she was worried about herself, Zhao Qingyuan laughed. "Sister, I'm fine, this is an accident." At this point she glared at her friend, "What a mouthful do you have?" ”
Usually her brother is not in tune, and he can wrestle when he walks on the ground. Now I can fall down the stairs, and I can understand it.
"Take it."
Zhao Qinglan stretched out his hand and handed him the umbrella, and asked, "Where is the injury?" ”
"It's okay, it's just a leg drop, it's not a big problem." Zhao Qingyuan shook his head lightly, with a stubborn expression.
I can't be embarrassed in front of my sister, he doesn't hurt, he really doesn't hurt T_T.
Ignoring his rhetoric, Zhao Qinglan bent his knees slightly and half-squatted down. Through his pants, he reached out and pinched his leg twice. It was confirmed, it was only a skin injury, not a bone injury, so I was relieved.
But there are definitely strains.
"Sizzle......"
Pain and pain......
was touched by her hand on her leg, and Zhao Qingyuan only gasped in pain. But in order to save face in order to die, he gritted his teeth and endured it, grinning his teeth for a while. Just don't cry out about pain.
Standing up, Zhao Qinglan said in a low voice: "It's just a skin injury, go back and wipe some bruise medicine." ”
glanced at him.
Zhao Qinglan opened his mouth and asked, "Can you still go?" ”
Hearing her ask if she could go, Zhao Qingyuan didn't want to speak directly. "Yes, surely, your brother and I are strong, and a little injury can't bother me." If you can't say no to being an older brother, you have to set an example for your younger sister. If you can't, you have to stand up.
Stupid death.
The corners of Zhao Qinglan's mouth twitched.
This rookie is still strong. Just talk about it with others, she still doesn't know what he looks like.
Reached out and handed the bag over his shoulder.
Without waiting for him to continue bragging, Zhao Qinglan reached out and grabbed his wrist, his subordinates pressed slightly, and turned his back to him. Pull the person on your back, and it is very easy to carry the person.
"The umbrella is ready."
"Oh."
Holding the umbrella, Zhao Qingyuan looked confused.
After realizing it, he realized that he had been carried by his sister. ,, how can this be. Does he not want to lose face? He's an older brother.
Feeling the gaze of the people around him, the umbrella Zhao Qingyuan was holding was tilted a little to block his face.
It's embarrassing.
This is what Du died at the scene.
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