Chapter 7: Xiao Qingmei, a bit fierce (8)

"You are fine, you should not give up on yourself. You are so much smarter

than me, study hard, and you will live well in the future. I can, take good

care of you." Fanxing slowly repeated what Ergou taught her, Ergou Teach one

sentence, she repeats one sentence.

The search ** was crying like a storm.

What can it do?

It is desperate!

Qi He was moved in his heart.

He seemed to have no idea how long he had been, and he had not heard

encouragement from others. Is he really good? Shouldn't you give yourself up?

Can he have a future, a future?

This move did not last long.

Because Fanxing silently took out a green watercolor pen from the schoolbag

next to it...

The boss drew two green turtles on Qi He's face, and patted his face by the

way, "This is the second time you made a mistake, so I will draw two for you."

I call Nima!

In order to wash away the traces of the tortoise, Qi He almost swelled on his

face. As a result, when he painted two of them this time, his lungs were about

to explode!

But after seeing the stars clearly, the boy blushed quickly.

There was a suspicious blush at first, then quickly spread virally to the

entire face, and then all over the neck was red.

She she she... When she went to fish him in the water just now, she threw her

coat beside him.

"Fool, you... put on your clothes!" Qi He squatted in a rare speech.

After Fanxing put the clothes on her body, Qi He recovered a bit, and the two

of them walked on the road together.

The boss is not a talkative person. He took out a flour chicken drumstick from

his schoolbag and ate it as he walked.

When the two were about to part ways, Fanxing said slowly to Qi He, "Go on,

don't go bad." I will take good care of you.

Qi He moved in his heart.

Can't tell what it feels like.

It's as if you have been walking on the edge of a cliff, arrogantly trying to

jump off, but someone stretches out a hand to you.

Since that time, Qi He always subconsciously turned his head to look at that

fool Yun Fanxing every time he went to class.

The two of them can be regarded as pitying each other with the same disease,

and they are not very popular.

He is a veritable bad student because he usually doesn't listen to lectures in

class. Yun Fanxing was discriminated against because of his low IQ.

They are all incompatible with the people around...

Although IQ is low, the big guy is still very serious in attending classes.

Biting her pen and concentrating on taking notes, the teacher talked for ten

pages, and she was still slowly writing the first page of notes.

Qi He sometimes thinks...

A fool works so hard, should he look forward too?

No matter how serious Fanxing is, he should be looked down upon or be looked

down upon by others, especially the Chinese teacher in the class is quite

young, and his patience is not very good. As soon as his temper came up, he

caught people scolding.

Normal children scolded for grudges, fools, scold them casually.

It is human nature to bully the soft and fear the hard.

"Yun Fanxing, is your brain used as a display? You can make mistakes for such

a simple question. What did you come to school for? Is it a waste of

resources?" Pause.

Fanxing took the test paper and carefully examined the bright red '38'.

Tilted her head, she had never studied before, and it was only when she came

to this world that she knew that there were reading and grades. It's fresh. As

for the Chinese teacher who stood on the podium and pointed at Sang Shuhuai,

the big man didn't care at all for the time being.

Silently dragged out the red notebook from my heart and registered myself:

The first exam in life, 38 points.