Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 7 It's Her

"We'll be late anyway. What's the difference between being late by 1 minute and being late by 10 minutes? Points will be deducted anyway." Song Yuanming yawned, followed the bell for class, and walked in front of him at a leisurely pace.

"Your nonsense is one set of one set." Wang Mingliang's eyes widened, his teeth itching with anger. It's getting harder and harder to teach students these days.

"Which class are you in? Write me a review."

"Teacher, I was wrong." Hearing that he was going to write a self-criticism, Song Yuanming immediately admitted his mistake.

What he hates the most is writing a review.

No, he still owes the head teacher several copies.

"Now I know I'm wrong? It's too late!" Wang Mingliang snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to him, "Where's the school card, why didn't you wear it? Let me see."

Song Yuanming curled his lips, and he took out the school badge from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.

"Song Yuanming, Class [-], Grade [-]." Wang Mingliang read out his class name, and then couldn't help muttering, "Why is it from Class [-], Grade [-] again?"

"Teacher, is anyone else late in our class?" Song Yuanming immediately became excited.

It would be easy if he wasn't the only one who was late. If there were brothers and sisters who were in trouble to write the self-criticism together, he could directly copy the other party's.

"Zhang Jiahui ran so fast that she entered the classroom before the bell rang." Wang Mingliang gave him an angry look.

Zhang Jiahui.

Song Yuanming repeated the name silently in his heart.

What?Is there another girl in their class?He has no impression at all.

"Okay, I'll remember it, and come to me tomorrow morning with a thousand-word self-criticism. Otherwise, I'll invite the parents!" Wang Mingliang returned the school card to him and warned seriously.

"Understood, teacher." Song Yuanming pretended to be obedient and nodded, and turned his head and forgot about the self-criticism.

As the saying goes, if you have a lot of debts, you don't get tired of it, and if you have a lot of lice, you don't get itchy. He still owes several self-examinations, and this extra one is nothing.

He stuffed the school card back into his trouser pocket, put his hands in his pockets, and returned to the classroom with a flicker.

"Song Yuanming, you're late again!" Zhong Lili was furious when she saw his unrestrained appearance.

"Old Ban, I was wrong." Song Yuanming admitted his mistake very quickly.

"I asked you to write the self-criticism!" Zhong Lili waved the pointer and knocked on the table.

"I'm writing it, I'm writing it, and I can give it to you tomorrow." Song Yuanming said foolishly.

Chen Silan put the textbook in front of her, and secretly looked at this boy.

This kid is so brave, he dares to talk to the class teacher like that.Unlike her, seeing the head teacher was like seeing a tiger-like bunny, shivering.

The main reason is that the shadow of being invited as a parent last time was too great, and she can no longer lose face in front of her daughter.

Song Yuanming noticed that there was a line of sight staring at him, and he immediately looked over.

Chen Silan didn't expect that she would be found peeking at others, so she quickly lowered her head, covered her face with a book, and pretended nothing happened.

"Okay, every day, you know how to anger me. Go back to your seat, it's the third year of high school now, and your time is running out. Most of you here are adults, and you don't need the teacher to repeat it over and over again. Have you emphasized to you that time is money?" Taking advantage of Song Yuanming's late arrival, Zhong Lili earnestly educated the students in the class.

Song Yuanming walked back to his seat, glanced at Chen Silan as he passed by, and saw the notebook on her desk.

There are three words "Zhang Jiahui" written on it in big letters.

It was her.

Song Yuanming finally matched the name with this face.

He returned to his seat, took the book out of the drawer, and began to read with his classmates in the morning.

As he read, his eyes fell on Chen Silan's back.

He had no impression of Zhang Jiahui at all.

He frowned and tried his best to recall, but he couldn't find anything related to Zhang Jiahui at all.

This girl seemed to have no sense of existence in their class, as if she was separated from them.

She doesn't seem to be anything special, just an ordinary high school senior.I go to and from school on time every day, and I don't fight with my classmates during the recess. My grades are also quite satisfactory, and there is nothing particularly good or slow.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be "ordinary".

Song Yuanming quickly lost interest in her. Originally, he thought that he could find a "fellow man" who was as deviant as himself. Who would have expected that the other party would be so boring.

He yawned and fell asleep on the table.

Compared with his leisurely Youzai, Chen Silan is much more nervous.

Her whole day at school has been like a war, and her nerves are constantly on edge.

Because these courses are too difficult for her.

Her diploma is only a junior high school graduate.

She was admitted to high school back then, but her family was so poor that she had to drop out of school.So for her, the entire high school curriculum is very strange.Not to mention that decades have passed since she went to school, and she has already returned all the knowledge she learned to the teacher.

She can only take crazy notes every class, trying to make up for this knowledge.However, she couldn't understand this knowledge at all, because she hadn't learned it before.

She suddenly felt very painful.

These days, she has been trembling every day, for fear that the teacher will call her up to answer questions.

If she can't answer this, the teacher must think she did it on purpose, and then she will be asked to be a parent again.

But fortunately, my daughter doesn't have much sense of presence in school, so when the teacher asked questions, she didn't even think that there was such a person as her.In all the days she had been a daughter, she had never been called up to answer a question.

The moment the bell rang for the end of evening self-study, Chen Silan let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's finally over." She put on her schoolbag and quickly fled the school.

When she got home, she immediately went to find her daughter. After all, she was fine, so she was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.

"Huihui, what method are you talking about? When can we change back?" She who was excited about going back to school a few days ago was completely shocked today.

It is said that hard work can make up for one's weakness, but after taking notes carefully for so many days, she still didn't learn anything.

She was very discouraged.

"I don't know when I can change it back, but I assure you, this method is safer than the previous method, and the chance of success is also higher." Zhang Jiahui's face was full of promises, which aroused Chen Silan's curiosity.

"What the hell is it, tell me quickly, don't be a fool." She couldn't help but urged.

(End of this chapter)