My Chu Chu is the most moving

Chapter 334

For the first time, I felt that the math teacher was really kind.

Chu Mo pursed his lips.

There was a faint arc.

Leading Sheng Qinghuan into the classroom.

As he expected, the whole class was looking at the little girl curiously.

"Hey, Chu Mo, who is this?"

"Is it your sister?"

"so cute?"

"Little friend, what's your name? What grade are you in?"

Chu Mo didn't answer, and led Sheng Qinghuan to sit in his seat. He went to the back row and took an unused stool to sit beside him.

Sheng Qinghuan tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a very low voice, "Brother Mo Mo, did I bother you?"

Chu Mo just smiled and stroked her hair, "No. Don't worry, wait another 10 minutes, and we can go home together."

"En." Seeing her smile, Sheng Qinghuan seemed to be encouraged, and sat obediently on the chair.

Chu Mo's deskmate was a little envious when he saw his hand on Sheng Qinghuan's head.

The classmates in the class are still discussing below.

The math teacher took a blackboard eraser and tapped on the desk, "Have you solved this problem well? You know how to talk all day long, don't you know it's class time?!"

Sheng Qinghuan sat in the second row, stunned by his surprise.

Chu Mo patted her back for fear, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, brother Momo is here."

For the first time, I feel that the loud voice of the math teacher is a bit annoying.

To actually scare the fearless little girl like this.

Students have a natural awe of their teachers, and Sheng Qinghuan, who is already in elementary school, has a deep understanding.

She sat obediently, not daring to chat with Chu Mo anymore.

Afraid that the teacher would teach her a lesson and disturb him.

She rested her chin and looked around.

When he turned his head, he saw Chu Mo's deskmate.

A very beautiful sister.

The girl smiled at her, seeing the teacher was lecturing on it, she smiled and asked, "What's the name of the little sister?"

Facing a soft, cute and beautiful little girl like Shang Sheng Qinghuan, her tone couldn't help softening.

"My name is Sheng Qinghuan."

Sheng?
The girl looked at Chu Mo.

Isn't this girl his sister?

Why isn't your surname Chu?
When Chu Mo turned his head, his blue eyes were staring at Zhao Ran.

Zhao Ran saw his blue eyes, which were beautiful enough to confuse people.

Yes.

Definitely not my sister.

Chu Mo has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, but this girl has a pair of bright black eyes.

Zhao Ran found himself thinking too much.

The girl looks like she is only in the first grade of elementary school, right?Or kindergarten?

Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't have much interest in listening to the next class.

"Zhao Ran!" The math teacher's voice suddenly sounded from the podium.

Panasonic lifted it up in one breath.

Under the watchful eyes of the teacher and the whole class, I stood up.

"Which one do you choose for question No.12?" the math teacher asked.

The last class on Friday did not learn new content, but lectures.

Zhao Ran looked at the blank exercise book.

A little at a loss.

Just now the teacher seemed to give everyone time to do this problem, but she lost the time because of her wild thoughts.

Pursing his lips, Zhao Ran looked at Chu Mo who was separated by Sheng Qinghuan.

The eyes conveyed a message: help.

Chu Mo glanced at her indifferently, but said nothing.

"Zhao Ran?" The math teacher on the podium urged.

Sheng Qinghuan tugged at Chu Mo's sleeve.

Of course she knew that.

When she was caught by the teacher when she deserted before, it was Sangsang who helped her.

At this time, the same table is equivalent to a comrade-in-arms.

Chu Mo glanced at the expectant little girl, and sighed inwardly.

Silly goose.

He could ignore Zhao Ran, but he couldn't ignore her.

He stretched out his thumb and forefinger and compared the letter C.

Zhao Ran felt relieved and replied, "Choose C."

The math teacher nodded, "That's right, sit down."

Zhao Ran sat on the chair.

She wanted to say thank you to Chu Mo, but when she thought that the teacher was watching her, she didn't dare to move.

I sat for 10 minutes with torment.

The school bell rings.

The atmosphere in the class suddenly relaxed.

Everyone ignored the things on the podium that hadn't left, packed their schoolbags one after another, and returned home like an arrow.

"Tell me about your homework this weekend!" the math teacher said suddenly.

"Ugh--"

There was a sigh in the class.

The math teacher patted the table, "Hurry up, open the workbook, page No.30, I have finished all the exercises after Chapter 3, and I will check it on Monday."

"understood--"

"There is also a math paper, the math representative will hand it out later."

"Ah..." There was another long sigh.

Chu Mo stood up, took a stack of papers in the drawer of the desk, and began to distribute them from the first row.

The math teacher left the classroom with the textbook under his arm.

Sheng Qinghuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Get off the chair and run to Chu Mo's side. He takes a step, and she follows.

Chu Mo sent it to the fourth row, only to realize that there was a small tail behind him.

"Brother Momo, shall I help you?" Sheng Qinghuan raised his head, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "This way we can go home quickly."

Chu Mo thought for a while, handed her more than a dozen papers, and pointed, "You start from there, one for each person, don't miss it."

"Okay."

Holding the paper, she trotted around to the other side, walked to the first row of students, took out a paper, "This is yours."

"It's so cute." The boy looked at Chu Mo, "Chu Mo, you haven't introduced your sister's name to us yet."

"My name is Huanhuan." Sheng Qinghuan said proactively, not forgetting to pass the paper in his hand to the next classmate.

A male classmate wanted to touch her hairy head, "Huanhuan? It sounds so sweet. It sounds like brother and sister, one is silent, the other is happy, hahaha."

Sheng Qinghuan tilted her head back, "Don't touch my head."

The male classmate froze in mid-air, "Why? Your brother touched it just now."

"I silently said that apart from him, no boy can touch my head." Well, in fact, Sangsang touched her head twice.However, by the time she realized it, it was already too late.

The boy smiled even more happily, and joked, "Chu Mo, you can do it, sister-in-law."

Chu Mo remained silent as usual.

Everyone is used to it.

Zhao Ran took the initiative to walk to Chu Mo, "Thank you just now, there are some left, I'll send them for you."

Chu Mo pursed his lips and did not speak, nor handed the paper to Zhao Ran.

Another classmate yelled in the class, "Chu Mo, our class flower is going to help you hand out the papers, you are too shameless."

Zhao Ran blushed and glared at the boy.

The boy immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Sheng Qinghuan only had a dozen or so papers in his hand, and he quickly finished handing out the papers, "Mo Mo, I'm done handing out."

The little girl raised her hands, both of which were empty.

Chu Mo looked at her and said with a smile, "You're so cute."

"I'll go!" A boy next to Chu Mo jumped up and hooked his neck, "Brother, you laughed too spoiled just now. As your classmate for many years, to be honest, I saw you smile the number of times..." He stretched out a hand, "The number of times you laugh can be counted on five fingers."

　I don't know if you Mengxi like to watch this?A little apprehensive.

　　Before, I planned to write directly about growing up, and then write these present as memories interspersed, which is the usual interlude.Then, I found that writing like that has a strong sense of jumping. I was afraid that it would be laborious for you to read. I struggled for a long time, so I wrote it naturally since I was a child.

　　Another: Sang Sang was educated by Nuan Nuan, not Han Zihe, you know...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)