The real daughter, Xiaotaotie, became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 549 The art teacher is wrong

Little Fatty stuck out his tongue at her and ran out of the classroom in a hurry.

Little Taotie was so angry that he wanted to chase him out. He chased to the doorway, but he saw the stern-faced dean.

Little Taotie lowered his head cowardly: "Hi, teacher."

The teaching director kept a straight face, suppressing the joy in his heart, but he didn't know that the flowers blooming on top of his head betrayed her.

Little Taotie glanced secretly.

"Huh?" Her eyes were full of doubts.

Fierce teacher, do you like me?
"Huh, what?" the dean asked in a deep voice.

Little Taotie blushed slightly, shook his head: "It's nothing."

She discovers a secret.

The dean likes him very much, but he pretends to be fierce.

"Do you want to change to a deskmate?" the dean asked.

She felt that the little boy had brought her Zai Zai into trouble, otherwise Zai Zai would not have stared at the electronic products.

"I don't want to change." Little Taotie shook his head vigorously, looked at the flowers on the head of the dean, mustered up his courage, and loudly said in front of the fierce dean: "Hua Jinyan is very good to me, I don't want to change my deskmate, I will I want to be at the same table with Hua Jinyan forever!"

The dean frowned: "He encouraged you to play with electronic products at school."

"No no no..."

Little Taotie anxiously explained: "He sees that I have troubles, and he is trying to enlighten me."

trouble?My cub is in trouble!

The dean's face was serious: "What trouble do you have, can he really help you?"

Little Taotie was a little shy, and coyly talked about his troubles.

Hearing this, the teaching director suddenly realized.

It turned out that the little girl's mischievous side was exposed, for fear of being hated.

"You go back to the classroom first. During the lunch break, come to the teaching office."

Little Taotie returned to his seat with a lot of worries, Hua Jinyan asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't catch Xiaopang, but the dean caught me running in the corridor, and she asked me to go to her office at noon."

Little Taotie rested his chin on the table and sighed like a grown-up: "I must be educated."

Hua Jinyan asked for more details, and when he heard the flowers blooming on the head of the dean, he felt relieved, and comforted: "It should not be what you think."

Little Taotie sighed, with a sad face.

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In the head teacher's office, the third grade English teacher came to visit and asked with a smile, "These are the weekly diaries of the freshmen?"

Teacher Yuan, the head teacher, nodded: "This is the first time they have written a weekly diary. I can get to know each child better through their weekly diary."

"Show me!"

"You read your senior English composition, what do you do with the freshmen's weekly diary?"

"You don't understand, I'm just looking for fun!"

"Looking for fun?" Teacher Yuan looked at her disapprovingly.

The English teacher smiled and said, "These children can't write well. They have all kinds of stupid characters, typos, and sentences are not smooth. It must be funny!"

Teacher Yuan frowned, pressed the children's diary and refused to give her, and said coldly: "You want to watch jokes, watch comedies, children are not your resources for fun!"

Seeing that she was angry, the English teacher had no choice but to leave in despair.

Teacher Yuan was sulking. The art teacher came, brought a box of egg tarts, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Yuan, would you like a cheese egg tart?"

Teacher Yuan shook his head: "I don't have much appetite."

"I just saw Xiao Zhang go out cursing, what happened?"

Teacher Yuan was very annoyed and told the art teacher about the matter.

The art teacher frowned: "It's her fault, how can you treat the children's diary as a joke!"

"Exactly!" Teacher Yuan felt much better after saying that, and picked up a cheese egg tart to eat, "The cheese tastes really good, it's not like the puff pastry that will leave a table full of scum."

"Then eat more, I like cheese better than the original flavor." The art teacher flipped through the diary casually while talking.

Teacher Yuan ate the egg tart and didn't care.

The art teacher flipped through Little Taotie's diary, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to wash my hands."

"Okay, you go."

When Teacher Yuan went to wash his hands, the art teacher took out a pencil and painted it evenly on Little Taotie's weekly notebook.

The parts erased by the eraser were covered by pencil marks, and the original characters soon appeared.

(End of this chapter)