The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 533 0532. The little girl has really grown up. (2)

After dragging the last floor tile, Mama Cai packed all the tools into the bathroom, and when she came out again, she saw Jiang Shaoheng standing at the door with his daughter on his back.

After being stunned for a while, he remembered the content of what he had just yelled, laughed twice and said, "Shaoheng is really obedient, come, auntie will get you slippers."

Then Mama Cai bent down and took out two pairs of indoor slippers from the shoe cabinet.

A pair of pink and purple, a pair of gray.

The pink and purple pair is exclusive to her daughter.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't put Zhuang Xinian down, but turned around with her in his arms, squatted down and let her sit on him.

"Hold me." Jiang Shaoheng said in a low voice.

Zhuang Xinian obediently tightened her arms around Jiang Shaoheng's neck.

Then Jiang Shaoheng moved his hands left and right, and quickly helped Zhuang Xinian take off the shoes on his feet.

After the little girl took off her shoes, she jumped off Jiang Shaoheng and almost slipped.

Fortunately, Jiang Shaoheng was standing in front of her, allowing her to catch him in time.

Jiang Shaoheng let go of his hanging heart, and glanced at Zhuang Xinian with a slightly disapproving gaze: "Can't you slow down?"

After Zhuang Xi said "hehe" and laughed twice, she put on her slippers and ran into the house.

Jiang Shaoheng conveniently put his own shoes and the little girl's shoes on the small shoe cabinet in the corner of the entrance, which was dedicated to storing out-going shoes, and then followed Zhuang Xinian's footsteps into the room leisurely.

Today is just to pay the fee, tomorrow is the official class.

As soon as Zhuang Xinian returned to her room, she turned on her computer and logged into QQ and WeChat.

The class and group messages on both sides kept flashing when she climbed up.

She opened them separately, only to realize that Mr. Lou, the head teacher, had already posted the schedule.

What the class is talking about is all about the curriculum.

Nothing but wailing.

Zhuang Xinian hadn't seen the class schedule yet, so she didn't quite understand why she was crying.

When she downloaded the class schedule in the photo album and saw it, she knew why.

And would love to be a part of the Howling Army.

Because they have a physical exam this year, they have increased from one physical education class a week to three times a week, yes, one, three, and five classes each.

It is impossible to occupy the time of the main class, and it will never be possible.

Then the ones that are cut off can only be some insignificant, but to them, it is like a sub-subject of heaven.

For example, art.

For example, music.

Then the continuous courses of the three main subjects were also adjusted more intensively.

Then the remaining six subjects are evenly distributed to each day of the week.

After seeing this schedule, Zhuang Xinian turned her head to look at Jiang Shaoheng standing behind her with a look of lovelessness.

He muttered: "This course is too perverted. It's only the first year of junior high school. Just mess with us like this!"

Jiang Shaoheng smiled, and said, "Don't forget, we have a one-week military training."

The curriculum of Pingshi No. [-] Middle School is different from other schools, and the time of military training is also different from other schools.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xinian's eyes lit up instantly.

Her physical fitness is very good, and sometimes she can even be equal to Mu Qingyun.

And she doesn't like to go to class, so these outdoor activities such as military training are simply heaven for her.

Then, she immediately posted the matter on the class group.

However, she forgot that not everyone is as perverted as she is.

After hearing this week-long military training, some people even said it directly in the group.

Curriculum kills me: Little sports committee, you can't rely on your physical fitness to be so good-looking!
Xiao Lingzi's deskmate: Little sports committee, military training is not a good thing!It's the same thing if you don't get a good tan, what about us delicate and frail little girls!

There are many more complaints like this.

After Zhuang Xi read each item, she felt a little overjoyed.

Then she posted it obediently and replied: But we don't have to go to class for a week!

Others responded to her one after another, saying that she was not on the same channel as them.

Zhuang Xinian hung up the phone after joking with them for a while.

Then I received an invitation from Mu Qingyun to open a blackout.

Niannian from Brother Jiang's house: Fuck, Fuck, Mu Qingyun, wait for me, wait for me!I'm going to get my phone!
Mu Milk Dog of the Goddess's House: Come on, hurry up!I have a seat for you!
Zhuang Xinian went online quickly, and immediately received an invitation from Mu Qingyun to start a blackout. Without any hesitation, she clicked to agree.

Zhuang Xinian took a look, there were two people in the team that he knew before, and they had been playing in the regular team, and the other one didn't know each other, so it was probably a wild team, or maybe it was a newcomer brought in by one of them.

All the people are ready, the match is successful!
Zhuang Xinian has held back for a long time and hasn't played it, but occasionally he will go to the man-machine to kill, so there are no updates or anything, and the hero operation is not unfamiliar.

What they played in this round was either a ranking round or an ordinary matchmaking round.

But even in an ordinary matchmaking round, their luck is not very good today, because the opposing ranks look pretty good.

Zhuang Xinian was eager to try.

After all, it's been too long, too long since she killed the Quartet.

Jiang Shaoheng never played this game, he just sat beside her and watched her play. Mu Qingyun played in the support position, and his style of walking was... obscene.

Of course, Zhuang Xinian's comeback debut is just now.

At 3 minutes, the two sides finally met all the way.

Then, the opponent died and contributed a blood.

Yes, Zhuang Xi wanted to take it.

However, the ranks on the opposite side were not played by proxy, they were all real deals, so even if Zhuang Xinian took first blood in this round, the game still dragged on for 47 minutes before it ended.

After finishing one game, Zhuang Xinian was so excited that he clicked on the next game in minutes.

Mu Qingyun obviously has cooperated with her for a long time, and he knows her temper well, so there is no procrastination, and it will start when everyone is together.

Played two games, one won and one lost.

Just when she was about to start the third hand, Jiang Shaoheng held her hand.

The little girl raised her head to look at him in a daze, and asked in a daze: "Brother Shaoheng, what's the matter?"

Jiang Shaoheng looked at her disapprovingly: "You have been playing for more than an hour, you need to rest for a while, you can't play continuously for such a long time, it will hurt too much."

Mu Qingyun waited and waited until Zhuang Xi agreed, so he cut the QQ side and shook a window for her to come over.

Zhuang Xinian's attention was attracted, she wanted to agree very much, but there was Jiang Shaoheng staring at her, so she could only reply obediently: no more, there is another chance next time, Brother Shaoheng won't let it I continued playing.

Obviously this sentence is very normal, but for some reason, Mu Qingyun saw an emoji in this sentence.

——[Let's go, my mother won't let me play with idiots.JPG]

Pooh!
He is not a fool!

But for Jiang Shaoheng, Mu Qingyun didn't dare to do whatever he wanted.

Then he could only reply with an "oh" embarrassingly, and then went to hack by himself.

Zhuang Xinian, who had done all this, turned her head to look at Jiang Shaoheng obediently, and almost asked directly: Am I obedient or not?

Jiang Shaoheng was also not stingy, rubbing Zhuang Xinian's small head with his big hands, and praised: "Well, Niannian did a great job! Very good!"

This kind of praise for children obviously sounds childish, but Zhuang Xinian is very useful.

This has been the case since childhood.

It seemed that as long as Jiang Shaoheng praised it, she thought it was very nice.

At any rate, she sometimes complained that Zhuang's father praised her for having too little vocabulary.

Sure enough, Dad Zhuang had a reason to hate this brat who robbed him of his daughter.

*
The next morning, Zhuang Xinian fell to the ground.

She didn't get up early a few times during a winter vacation, and overturned all the habits she had worked so hard to form before.

As a result, she couldn't get up when school officially started.

When Jiang Shaoheng came over, Zhuang Xinian was lying on her stomach like a tortoise, huddled under the quilt, and she was about to push herself out of bed.

He hurried over to block the little girl, and then lifted half of her quilt.

The quilt was lifted, and the slightly cool air came into direct contact with Zhuang Xinian, cooling her down sharply.

It's a tradition in their family.

The heating is definitely not going to be fully turned on.

At most, it is five or six degrees higher than the outside temperature, and it will never reach the suitable temperature for the human body.

Because in this way, when you go out, you will not catch a cold easily due to the large temperature difference.

So now, Zhuang Xinian was woken up.

But it doesn't mean that she wakes up when she wakes up.

Then, have a fight.

When Zhuang Xinian fully woke up, she was being hugged by Jiang Shaoheng, ready to carry her to the bathroom.

"Brother Shaoheng..." Zhuang Xinian spoke weakly.

"Did I... hit you again?"

The voice was soft and small, full of guilt.

She also knew that she was very angry when she got up.

When Jiang Shaoheng was a child, before he could beat her, he often came over to wake her up and was beaten by her on the ground.

Later, Jiang Shaoheng was able to beat her, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only dodge.

But there are also times when you can't dodge.

Jiang Shaoheng shook his head and comforted her: "No, does Nian Nian think she can beat me now?"

He asked her back.

The little girl blinked, turned and went into the bathroom without saying a word.

If you can't beat it, you can't beat it!

Why are you using such a proud tone!
Zhuang Xinian thought angrily while brushing her teeth.

After eating, I went to school.

The first class is a class meeting.

When Mr. Lou, the head teacher, came in, he was holding a few pieces of paper in his hand.

He put it lightly on the podium, scanning them with sharp eyes.

Everyone looked at Teacher Lou and then quickly lowered their heads.

Because their intuition tells them that this is no good.

Indeed, what Teacher Lou is going to say next is not a good thing.

"Students, when you first entered school, you were the ones with the best grades, so you entered the first class."

"Now, look around you, are there any missing classmates?"

When everyone heard this, they began to look around in a panic.

The results obtained are similar.

It is less.

"Do you know why there are fewer?" Teacher Lou asked from the depths of his soul.

No one speaks.

"Because they were squeezed out by the ordinary class. Since they are squeezed out, they can only stay in the ordinary class forever!"

"I emphasized this issue to you at the beginning of last semester, right?"

Bottom started nodding.

"As many people as they squeeze up, you will be squeezed down as many people. Of course, they will not come up, but they will have the ability to pull you down one by one, sitting in the classroom of ordinary classes like them."

"Although Pingshi No. [-] Middle School admits all students, you should all know each other and what mission you carry on yourselves. You should all know that you are the so-called favored children of heaven. So, think of yourself as the son of heaven. You proud sons, how do you feel when you are defeated and dragged down by those whose family background is not as good as yours?"

"Will you feel pleasure? Will you feel pride? Will you feel pride? I don't think so?"

"I think there is a word that is more suitable for you to use, called being slapped in the face."

After Mr. Lou's provocative words, the students sitting below were all on pins and needles, their faces turned blue and then white, white and then red.

"Being able to enter the first class means that your strength can be proved. Since you can prove it, why don't you work harder to prove yourself? You say, don't you?"

Teacher Lou slowed down his voice.

Next, I responded with a few "yes" sparsely.

Then more and more people responded, and the voices became louder and louder, and finally condensed into a loud "yes"!
Teacher Lou was very satisfied with the effect, and nodded with a smile on his face.

"Very well, I have seen the enthusiasm and determination of the students. I hope that when I see you next semester, I will still be in the same class and no one will be left behind. Can it be done?"

"Can!"

Loud.

"Well, you can arrange the rest of the time yourself! Xi Nian, come out with me."

After finishing speaking, Teacher Lou took the few pieces of paper and went out. Zhuang Xinian was taken aback for a moment, pursed the corners of her lips, and glanced at Jiang Shaoheng uneasily. She didn't chase after Jiang Shaoheng until he nodded.

Chased all the way to the office.

As soon as Mr. Lou entered, Zhuang Xinian followed.

"Teacher, what do you want from me?" Zhuang Xinian asked standing in front of Teacher Lou.

At this moment, Teacher Lou lost her dignity in the class and became like a gentle aunt.

"Don't be nervous, I asked you to come this time, just to do a few questions, and then you can leave."

Teacher Lou took out three pieces of paper from the drawer.

Then they opened up in front of Zhuang Xinian in a row.

Zhuang Xinian stretched her neck to have a look, it's better to grab it directly.

After watching for a while, Zhuang Xinian asked, "Teacher, can I answer orally? It's too slow to write."

Teacher Lou was obviously taken aback. She had never heard such a request before.

Although oral answering sounds easy, it requires extremely strong organizational skills, which is completely different from writing it out.

　Compare heart.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)