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　　 March 1st, Monday!

school starts!

　　Zhonghai No.1 Primary School is holding a grand opening ceremony. The gray-haired principal slowly recites his congratulations. Panda and Du Bishu in the audience are about to yawn.

　　 "How long will this bad old man talk about?"

　　 Du Bishu complained: "Why haven't I finished talking for half an hour, my legs are numb."

　　 "Who knows, the principal probably has to talk about ten minutes for the experience of the last semester..."

　　Panda hadn't finished speaking, suddenly it went black before his eyes.

　　 The tall and majestic figure of the head teacher stood in front of him, the eyes behind the lenses were beating with angry flames, and his expression was utterly cold.

　　 "Panda! Du Bishu!"

　　 After finishing the call, the head teacher said with a hint of coldness: "The head teacher will remember the names of these two people, and they will be handed over to them on duty today."

　　Panda was crying, and after the head teacher went to other areas with his hands on his back, he couldn't help kicking Du Bishu.

Son of a bitch!

　　 You killed me!

　　 Du Bishu chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of? The head teacher is going to a faculty meeting this afternoon, so there is no time to supervise the duty."

　　 Then it does not need to be cleaned?

　　 Panda’s depression was wiped out, and he didn’t think the punishment was any more uncomfortable.

　　 The principal’s opening speech may not have changed at all. It took half a lifetime for a speech to make do with it, and the time to end the speech was really ten minutes after Panda’s prediction.

　　 The grand opening ceremony was over, and the head teachers of each class took their dozens of horses back to their classrooms.

　　 Panda and Du Bishu are the same.

　　 Class 5 (7), this is their class.

　　 On the first day of school, apart from checking the completion of the students' winter homework, there will be no formal courses.

　　 In the first Chinese class, a Chinese teacher who loves to wear a black coat and is as fat as a briquettes, checked the completion of the winter homework of the 40th Ma Tsai in the class, that is, whether he was obedient in writing a diary.

　　Panda's diary was opened by the Chinese teacher. He glanced hastily, and then praised: "Good job! It seems that our classmate Panda, this winter vacation was very fulfilling!"

　　 Hey!

　　 Faced with the teacher's compliment, Panda touched his head embarrassedly.

　　 Then Du Bishu.

　　【February 15th, sunny.

　　 Panda helped her mother go out to buy vinegar, but when she arrived at the supermarket, she realized that she had forgotten to bring the money. The cashier sneered and said to him: Ha! What big money if you don't have money? Can you afford vinegar even if you are so poor? Panda was furious, and figured out his own psychedelic growth ring...]

　　 The expression of the Chinese teacher gradually became serious.

　　 Du Bishu faintly noticed a trace of danger, and swallowed several mouthfuls.

　　 closed Du Bishu's diary with an indifferent expression, and the Chinese teacher asked calmly: "Du Bishu, did you copy this diary?"

　　 "No! I wrote it myself!" Du Bishu shook his head and denied.

Ha ha!

　　 The Chinese teacher's eyes flashed coldly, and he stepped back two steps to let Panda surrender his diary. After opening it, he put it in front of Du Bishu, and said, "Du Bishu, please read the first paragraph of Panda's diary!"

Ruined!

　　 Du Bi Shu Tian Linggai breathed a cold breath, feeling that he had cultivated to the legendary fifth realm of cultivation-the primordial spirit out of his body!

He tremblingly picked up Panda’s diary, and in front of all the classmates, he faltered: “Monday, February 15th! I helped my mother go out to buy vinegar, and when I arrived at the supermarket, I found that I forgot to bring the money. ..."

　　 Just after reading, the Chinese teacher applauded and said: "Du Bishu, you are good at Chinese, you can be a translator in the future! Um...Chinese translation!"

　　 Du Bishu: "..."

　　 He lowered his head in shame, and admitted his mistake obediently: "Sorry teacher, I was wrong."

　　 "It's good to know that you are wrong!"

　　 are all naive children, and the Chinese teacher does not want to criticize them too much.

　　 He flicked Du Bishu's forehead with his hand, and reprimanded: "You won't copy anymore?"

　　 "No more copy!"

　　 "Well, that's good. Next one, Wang Jiaming!"

　　【Monday, February 15, sunny. Du Bishu helped Panda's mother go out to buy vinegar, but when she arrived at the supermarket, she found that she had forgotten to bring the money...]

　　 Chinese teacher: "……"

　　The list of daily students has changed from two to three.

　　……

　　 After the last class, in the fifth (7) classroom.

　　 Du Bishu took Panda and chased Wang Jiaming with a broom.

　　 "Who told you to copy my diary?" Panda said angrily.

　　 "Is that something you can copy?" Du Bishu roared.

　　 Xiaobawang crouched in the corner with his head, like a helpless little sheep.

　　 He cried and begged for mercy: "Good brother let me go! I didn't mean it. I just remembered that I didn't finish writing the diary when I arrived at school, so I just copied it. I didn't expect..."

　　 I didn’t expect someone to copy it!

　　 Wang Jiaming felt that he was quite unlucky, so he fumbled a diary to copy it, but he didn't expect it to be a "third-hand product"!

　　 Who can stand it!

　　 At that time, the teacher asked him to read Panda’s diary. After reading Panda’s diary, read Du Bishu’s, and after reading Du Bishu, read his own...

　　 He could hear the laughter of the whole class.

　　He is a small bully in Zhonghai! When have you been so wronged...

　　 After a while, Panda and Du Bishu lost their broomsticks and said to Wang Jiaming: "Your brother Pan and Brother Du are very angry, so today's duty?"

　　 "I'm coming! Brothers go and rest, I'll do it!" Wang Jiaming said hurriedly.

　　 Panda and Du Bishu nodded in satisfaction.

　　 "Dada, let's go, let's go to the canteen! I heard that Yang Ming from Class No. 2 organized a yo-yo competition..."

　　 "Then let's go and see!"

　　 Du Bishu smoothly found the sprinting meteor hidden deep from the inner layer of the schoolbag, and said to Panda: "Take the yo-yo! I'm going to fight them!"

　　 Panda nodded ~www.ltnovel.com~ The two rushed out of the classroom and went straight to the canteen.

　　 In the open space next to the school canteen, many "masters" and girls watching the excitement have gathered.

　　The masters come from various classes, gathered here, mainly in response to the "hero order" issued by Yang Ming of the 62nd class, here to decide the strongest king in China Overseas!

　　 "Yang Ming, Yang Ming, you are the best, KO Zhen cannon!"

　　 A certain boy was furious, turned his head and yelled at the girls: "My name is Hero Zhen, not Zhen Da Pao!"

　　 "Fake hero! Zhen Da Pao!"

　　 Girls don't care about this, Yang Ming is the most handsome and it's over.

　　 Yang Ming is a thin boy, wearing a white coat, with slanting bangs, with handsome features like statues, and he is so handsome. With this kind of skin, it is no wonder that it can touch the heart of these girls.

　　 "Yang Ming, don't you think that you have learned that Yinlong is the strongest one in Zhonghai! My hero, today, will let you understand what is really strong!"

　　As soon as the voice fell, a rush of footsteps came.

　　 "The strong, right? Hero Zhen, right?"

The stern moral education director brought the security guards of the University of Marshal around him, and said unhappily: "Everyone stands still and takes out the yo-yo! That girl...stand still! You think I am not See the magic wand in your hand? Take it out!"

　　 Du Bishu and Panda who just arrived were dumbfounded.

　　 Before the two of them retreated, a sharp-eyed security guard caught Du Bishu's movement of hiding the ball and immediately reported to the Moral Education Director: "Director, there are two more over there!"

　　 "Should I submit it by myself or do I search?"

　　 Panda or Du Bishu: "..."