Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Zhang Xinhua widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaoman, and Jiang Xiaoman blinked and looked at him innocently.

The two stared at each other for a while, before Jiang Xiaoman spoke first: "How do you feel?"

Zhang Xinhua touched the two small twitches with his hands, thought about it, and said, "It seems...has become a little smarter?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaoman was stunned.

Is the cantilever barbed so easy to use? If it works so well, she will try it when she goes home. By the way, she is so smart, isn't it because she pulls a lot every day?

Zhang Xinhua said: "I feel that I have become more eye-catching than usual, otherwise why are so many people watching me?" It must be because he has become smarter.

Other classmates passing by the door of the classroom look at him again, and classmates are also looking at him. His eyes are full of curiosity, which is an experience that has never been experienced before.

Zhang Xinhua has always been a mediocre little fat man, who can't be recognized by the children. Except for a little fatter and a little bit of food, there is nothing else that shines.

Other children don't like him to play too much, and never have to look at him like this.

This is the first time to receive attention from so many people!

It turns out that Jiang Xiaoman is always looked up and praised by so many people, it is so cool!

He too!

Zhang Xinhua made up his mind almost immediately: "I want to continue to pierce the beam!"

He enjoys this feeling of being noticed!

Jiang Xiaoman glanced at him and nodded: "Okay, then you have to study hard and study hard."

"Hmm!" Zhang Xinhua was very happy.

Sure enough, in the face of these two tugging, even the head teacher looked at him twice when he entered the classroom, and his eyes were a little bit more surprised, not like usual! He finally became the extraordinary student in the eyes of the teacher!

It turns out that being a top student and a good student is like this!

Zhang Xinhua was erratic all day.

He just held up to two tugging, two tugging to go to the toilet, two tugging to go to the dining hall to eat. Going to the playground is a two-pronging, and going to clean the area is still the same.

No matter where he goes, he is the focus of the crowd!

Zhang Xinhua is really about to float, and he is as clueless as Jiang Xiaoman!

Tomorrow, he will continue to pierce the beam!

It's just that Zhang Xinhua's ambition failed to stick to the next day.

The next day, Zhang Xinhua, a child, came to school with his head naked.

A head was shaved like an electric light bulb, shiny.

It looks like a peeled egg, which is especially eye-catching.

At the same time, it’s as bright as an electric light bulb.

Today's Zhang Xinhua is more eye-catching than yesterday's Zhang Xinhua.

The classmates passing by the classroom door are watching him, the classmates are watching him, and the teacher is watching him.

The head teacher finally spoke to him and said: "Kid Zhang Xinhua, I like to change hair style recently. It's good, very innovative, and dare to try it. We should also have the energy to study, not to shrink, not to be afraid of Barabara..."

Praised by the teacher.

Still take him as an example to praise in front of the classmates. Logically speaking, Zhang Xinhua should be happy because he is finally as good as Jiang Xiaoman.

but……

After the "ooo, ooo ooo, ooo hum !!!" get out of class, he fell on the desktop, piercing cry.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't stand it anymore and asked him, "What are you crying for?"

"After I got home yesterday, my dad scolded me."

"Why scold you?" Jiang Xiaoman said, "Don't cry. Adults are like this. They scold or beat as they want. Oh, our kids are so difficult."

Zhang Xinhua cried and shook his head, "He said my hair doesn't look good, don't do that."

"Is this now?"

"It was the one from yesterday!"

Those two pull!

Dad said that it was **** by girls, and he would be inhuman like that!

Zhang Xinhua was beaten for nothing, did not dare to say anything, did not dare to mention any hanging beams, and asked his father to help him hang his hair on the roof.

He asked his father to help put the two pinches down.

However, Dad was clumsy and couldn't solve it. After squeezing hard, Zhang Xinhua groaned, and then his father took a razor and shaved his head!

Shaved! !

Oh, he didn't want it.

[Ding Dong! Collect Zhang Xinhua’s children’s negative emotions towards the host, reward 10 points]

[Points arrive, balance 280]

The system's voice sounded. This is the first time Jiang Xiaoman has received a child's negative emotional value.

Originally, Jiang Xiaoman was very satisfied with the points earned, but she felt uncomfortable if the children hated her.

Originally, he was comforting Zhang Xinhua, but at this time, Jiang Xiaoman also flattened his mouth.

Does Zhang Xinhua hate her because of this?

Jiang Xiaoman just wanted to question, but he put himself in the position and thought about it. If her uncle shaved her hair, she would definitely hate her uncle for thousands of years.

Not talking to uncle for a year.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Xinhua’s child still speaks to her in such a good voice, it is really generous.

Jiang Xiaoman was happy again.

She wiped her eyes, held back her tears, and continued to soothe her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay to have a bald head."

"But my classmates are watching me."

"Maybe your head is a little brighter than others, no one has ever seen it."

"..." Woohoo! After she finished speaking, Zhang Xinhua was even more sad.

It doesn't seem to be comforting.

If Zhang Xinhua had the same head like other kids, he wouldn't be so sad and would keep crying.

But the hair is shaved, and it is impossible to grow out all at once.

She had her hair cut by her uncle last time, and it will take a long time to look the same as before.

Then...

"Don't cry, this matter is my fault, let me help you figure out a solution."

Zhang Xinhua stopped crying and looked at her grievously.

"What can you think of? Can you beat my dad for me?"

"...I only beat bad guys." Jiang Xiaoman said: "Since everyone has never seen bald heads, wait until they have seen more bald heads, more whiter and brighter bald heads, so they won't keep looking at you."

"Are you going to accompany me to shave my head?" Zhang Xinhua looked at her, very moved.

Jiang Xiaoman is too good, right?

She is really a little angel!

It's just that boys who have to shave their heads so thoroughly, so clean, without any hair at all, are probably very unhappy and unaccustomed, let alone stinky girls.

He was really touched.

"It's not..." Jiang Xiaoman said in a very low voice: "I can let Yu Qingshi children accompany you..."

Yu Qingshi who happened to be passing by: "..."

He heard it all.

He was not willing to shave his head, it was ugly.

Therefore, Yu Qingshi gave Zhang Xinhua a fierce look.

Even if you grab his snacks, I want him to accompany him to shave his head and dream!

Zhang Xinhua has tears in his eyes and is very aggrieved.

He didn't propose it, why stare at him?

"I know where there are a lot of bald heads." Yu Qingshi said: "Zhang Xinhua, just go and see. Some people want to shave their heads. You are nothing at all."

...So scary! !

Zhang Xinhua was stunned.

He knew that Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi were the smartest students in the class and were often praised by teachers, but what they learned and what they said were terrible and terrifying!

Zhang Xinhua shivered.

Jiang Xiaoman said: "I remember too, don't cry, I will take you to see after class."

"Ok."

That's it.

In fact, Yu Qingshi and Jiang Xiaoman thought of going together.

There is a place where there are many bald heads, that is the Shaolin class of the martial arts interest class.

The children in the class are all around seven or eight years old. It is said that they are learning Shaolin martial arts, which can be majestic and powerful.

At the same time, in order to have a sense of ritual, although I don't become a monk, the children in the class are all bald, and their heads are very bright.

Row by row, no need to light the lights at night.

Zhang Xinhua is really nothing.

After class, Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi went to the hobby class together hand in hand, Zhang Xinhua followed them.

I looked at the pair of kids in front, and then I looked at myself alone.

Zhang Xinhua's mood is even more depressed.

He... he seems to have gotten into some weird scene.

Hey, he is really difficult.

Zhang Xinhua drooped his head, covered his head with both hands, and let no one look.

Originally, Zhang Xinhua was not a student in the hobby class, so he could not enter. But helpless Jiang Xiaoman is too supernatural, and he has a good relationship with the teacher. He ran to the teacher and whined a few times and said that he wanted to ask his classmates to do homework while practicing. The teacher actually agreed! ! !

Yu Qingshi was shocked.

Taking Zhang Xinhua to see the children of the Shaolin Class, Zhang Xinhua really stopped crying.

He felt that he had found an alliance and held back tears abruptly.

Yu Qingshi was right.

It turns out that they are so busy and hard every day, no wonder they are praised every day.

After reading it, Zhang Xinhua wanted to leave.

But when the teacher saw him, he asked, "Aren't you here to do your homework?"

"..." Zhang Xinhua couldn't remember what the homework was at all.

But he is a timid kid, and the most courageous is just to coax, grab the snacks of kindergarten children, and dare not go to elementary school.

Being stared at by an adult like this, I can only tremble and take out my textbooks and homework books and write my homework next to me.

Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi are practicing, and Zhang Xinhua is doing homework.

The classroom was humming, a little noisy, Zhang Xinhua couldn't write. Of course, he couldn't write without humming.

Helpless, he could only ask for help from Jiang Xiaoman and cast his tearful eyes.

Jiang Xiaoman ran over and asked, and after listening to it, he said, "If you can't keep writing, then...may I help you recite the poem?"

"...Good." Not good at all! ! !

Zhang Xinhua was crying with a face, sitting next to him, back to back.

It didn't take long for Jiang Xiaoman to check it.

He finally saw Jiang Xiaoman's single-minded skill.

Not only can she practice while crying, but she can also practice while checking homework!

Jiang Xiaoman kicked the sandbag first, and then asked loudly: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, the next sentence."

"I don't want to do homework!!"

"Sweat dripping into the soil?"

"No pages are written!!"

"..."

Jiang Xiaoman finally stopped and stood beside Zhang Xinhua, looking at him condescendingly: "I didn't expect you to be quite smart."

"..."

"I can also make ancient poems."

"Oh, I didn't mean it."

"Then finish your homework first and then go home." Jiang Xiaoman said, "I watched you finish writing."

Help.