Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

"The next outstanding student representative: Jiang Xiaoman came to the stage to give a speech."

The dean finally finished his long speech, and it was Jiang Xiaoman's turn.

Jiang Xiaoman is a man of action, most of the classmates here have heard of her name.

When they were in elementary school, they lived in fear of being dominated by Jiang Xiaoman. Once there is any joint exam or competition in the city, only Jiang Xiaoman will participate, then there must be nothing for them.

But for a long time, I only heard of his name and never saw him. Today, I will finally meet a real person!

There was a commotion in the crowd.

The applause is endless.

The students were so enthusiastic that even the teacher did not expect it.

Not long after, I saw a girl in school uniform stepping onto the stage.

A little far away, I can't see her face clearly, but she can see her with a high ponytail, a face is pure and white, under the rising sun, the whole person is almost shining, bulingbuling, especially beautiful!

The key is that she walks with wind, especially rusty! Especially aura!

"Time flies, September golden autumn, in a blink of an eye we stepped from elementary school to the gate of junior high school, and became a vigorous junior high school student..."

And the sound is nice!

No manuscript! In front of so many people, he doesn't show his timidity, and is generous.

Wow! As expected of Jiang Xiaoman!

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Ding Ding Dong Dong sounded, Jiang Xiaoman made a speech and collected nearly five hundred points in a blink of an eye.

So cool.

It seems that her junior high school classmates are more energetic, more reluctant to admit defeat, and more fragile than the elementary school students.

Keep going, students.

The days have just begun.

Jiang Xiao came down from the stage full of spring breeze.

There was still thunderous applause, and the popularity was unprecedented.

The freshmen in the first grade of middle school have been divided into classes long ago.

Jiang Xiaoman, Yu Qingshi, Zhang Xinhua and Ye Jiajia were all placed in the same class.

Before the teacher came, the students all chose to be at the same table.

Jiang Xiaoman had agreed with Yu Qingshi a long time ago that the two would have to be at the same table even in junior high school. Ye Jiajia had planned to sit with Jiang Xiaoman, but Yu Qingshi had already boarded it first, and could only make a couple with Zhang Xinhua.

Now Jiang Xiaoman and Yu Qingshi are not there. They should be in the office. They were found by the teacher. What are they talking about?

Ye Jiajia was particularly unhappy, crying and looking like she was about to cry.

Zhang Xinhua said: "Why are you crying? I want to cry. I don't want to sit with your little girl."

Ye Jiajia died of anger and hit him on the head.

But the two did not separate.

In this class, each other is the most familiar with each other, and if they are separated, they will not be used to it.

The classroom is not noisy or noisy. It is much quieter and more disciplined than elementary school entrance.

After ten minutes, Jiang Xiaoman finally returned.

She glanced, found her seat, and sat down.

However, Yu Qingshi said just now that he was going to the bathroom, did he come back so soon?

He is sleeping on the desk now, with a daunting look, not very energetic.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't bother him, but handed him the extra box of strawberry milk he bought.

This movement awakened the sleeping person.

Looking up, the other party and Jiang Xiao looked at each other.

"I……"

"you……"

This is not Yu Qingshi! !

Who the **** is this!

Why are you in this position! ! !

Jiang Xiaoman raised his head, and when he saw Yu Qing standing at the door, his complexion was a little gloomy, but he looked at her fixedly, and then he pulled a chair and sat down silently.

Did not go to Jiang Xiaoman's place.

It seems to be a lonely, lonely little pitiful.

"!!!" Jiang Xiaoman felt a cold heart.

"Who are you?" Jiang Xiaoman asked the boy, "This is my seat!"

The boy is tall and thin, and looks similar to Yu Qingshi. When he was lying down at the table just now, Jiang Xiaoman didn't recognize it for a while.

The boy looked at Jiang Xiaoman a few times and finally recognized her.

She is the girl who is speaking on the podium with outstanding student representatives...

"Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" The boy apologized repeatedly and bowed several times. When he left, his face was red and his ears were bleeding.

Jiang Xiaoman was very generous and didn't care, only treating this as an episode.

The boy ran away.

Yu Qingshi looked at Jiang Xiaoman, but then quickly lowered his head without saying a word.

Although the other party went to the wrong classroom, it was just an oolong, but... but he seemed to be unable to pull it back.

He thought that Jiang Xiaoman secretly found him at the same table.

Yu Qingshi resisted the urge to cover his face, and continued to pretend to calmly open the new textbook.

His hair is a bit long, and the sideburns almost cover his ears, but the earlobes are slightly red.

But Yu Qingshi didn't pass, Jiang Xiaoman could still come.

She moved her schoolbag and changed her seat. She sat down next to Yu Qingshi and pushed the carton of milk to him, "Here, I bought it for you."

Yu Qingshi glanced at the milk.

He didn't like it sticky, sour and sweet.

I didn't care.

Jiang Xiaoman thought for a while, and asked, "Are you angry that I came on stage to speak? The teacher said you had a chance to go up, but you are bored."

Is he angry?

"No."

Jiang Xiaoman asked him again: "Then why are you ignoring me?"

"I didn't ignore you."

Jiang Xiaoman curled his lips, "He didn't ignore me, but took the back of his head to me."

Upon hearing the words, Yu Qingshi turned his head and looked at her without blinking, "Is it all right?"

"..." It doesn't work.

What do you care about with him?

Cut, the adults don't count the villains. Ye Jiajia said that even if a boy is in junior high school, he is a twisted child, so he won't be as mature as her!

Jiang Xiaoman was also angry.

However, she is a person who can see and decides to be angry for only one class, and forgive him after class is over.

The people around you go quiet.

Yu Qingshi touched the box of strawberry milk with his hands, and could still vaguely feel a little bit of temperature.

He removed the straw, took a long sip, and said, "Thank you. I like it very much."

"You're welcome!"

Jiang Xiaoman was happy now and decided to forgive him immediately.

The two reconciled and went home together again when school was over.

Jiang Xing was afraid that she would be unaccustomed to her when she first entered junior high school, so he took the time to talk to her.

"Xiao Man, uncle knows you are smart and is willing to work hard, but junior high school is different from elementary school."

Jiang Xing thought for a while, "If you feel strenuous or hard, don't worry. You have to eat one bite at a time. If you have any problems, you can talk about it and work out a solution together. There are always more solutions than problems."

Jiang Xing now has begun to look at pedagogy.

For example, "What to do in the child's rebellious period", "How to have an equal dialogue with junior high school students", "Careful thinking in an unfamiliar environment", "What about children", and so on, there are countless others.

There was a lot of buildup in his office, which caused the secretary to ask him if he had children at home.

There are no children, they are so busy that they have no time to give birth.

It's enough to worry about Jiang Xiaoman. Just for the fact that she was the first to be admitted to the sixth middle school, Jiang Xing was so happy that he specially sealed 666 red envelopes to everyone in the office, even the sweeping aunt and the guardian, just to get his door touched. Happy.

When he was in elementary school before, Jiang Xing was powerless, and that was also too busy. Now that I have time to spare, my child's education is the first priority.

The book says that junior high school kids are the easiest time to rebel.

If you do not manage well at this time, it will affect your life!

Must be managed!

But Jiang Xing also felt that children nowadays are not suitable for the club education.

Let’s not talk about whether you can beat Xiaoman or not. Is it appropriate to beat a girl every day? He has a rough skin and is hard to beat, of course he can't beat him no matter how hard he is.

Girls are different, you have to be careful.

But having said that, Xiaoman is too skinny.

Eh.

Raising a child is difficult.

It is also difficult to teach children.

But Jiang Xiaoman is always very worry-free.

She blinked and asked, "I'm fine, uncle."

"Is there really nothing wrong with it?" Jiang Xing didn't believe it.

"If there are any differences, it is probably that textbooks are thicker than those in elementary school, and there are more subjects to learn than before. Others seem to be the same."

Jiang Xiaoman scratched his head, thought about it for a while, and then said: "The teachers are very kind, and the students are very enthusiastic. There is nothing wrong with it."

After a pause, Jiang Xiaoman lowered his head and said to his opponent: "However, I turned through the textbook and found the content to be really difficult."

The difficulty is right!

Finally there is a place for uncle!

Jiang Xing immediately said: "That's okay, if it's too difficult, just tell me. Uncle will find a teacher for you who will help you with your homework."

"But I usually go to class with Yu Qingshi."

"That's not the same, that's someone's teacher, you are just a teacher." Jiang Xing's heart finally became hot, feeling that he was finally not a waste snack, and could contribute money to his niece, "Don't worry, wait for your uncle to give When you look for something, you must choose the most suitable home tutor for you, who is responsible for you alone! Specially tutors you in cultural classes! In the future, Yu Qingshi, you don’t need to go, just go to class at home."

Jiang Xiaoman hesitated for a while and nodded.

After all, there are many subjects to learn. If she still troubles Yu Qingshi and rubs his class, it will definitely affect him, right?

Then follow the instructions of your uncle.

Thus, the conversation between the two uncles and nephews ended harmoniously and friendly.

Although it did not bring any soothing effect to Jiang Xiaoman's mind, Jiang Xing was very happy to be able to contribute money.

Hey, it's not good for the child to be too worry-free.

Being a parent has no sense of accomplishment at all.

After a week, Jiang Xiaoman has basically adapted to the rhythm of life in junior high school, without any discomfort.

It's just that she feels good at adapting to it, which may not be necessary for others.

On Monday morning, Jiang Xiaoman happily went to school with his schoolbag on his back. When he entered the hall of the teaching building, he ran into an old acquaintance who was caught by the dean of the teaching training and was crying.

It is Ye Jiajia's kid.

"Xiao Man Wu Wu Wu... Xiao Man, please help me..."