Little Wife Is Hard To Please

The school has two places to block the door, one is the gate, and the other is the teaching building in senior three,

Senior three is an extraordinary period, so in addition to the gate, the school also set up a door card in the school district of senior three.

And this door card is basically used to deal with an Xiaoxiao.

An Xiaoxiao's poor grades are not without reasons. Although there are no fights, it is common to be late and absent from school.

Therefore, although there are three people on duty in the gate card of senior three, everyone is deeply impressed by an Xiaoxiao.

In particular, the oldest teacher, Mr. Fan, who is an old teacher of the school, has been in the school since he retired, and the school board arranged for him to watch the door here.

Therefore, teacher fan has always been a posture of hating iron but not steel for an Xiaoxiao. Every time an Xiaoxiao passes by, he always has to give a hard education.

It's no coincidence that Mr. Fan is on duty here today.

An Xiaoxiao lowered her head and covered her face with her brain, ready to go in like this.

"An Xiaoxiao!"

Although Mr. Fan is old, he is in good health and speaks with full confidence.

"Miss Fan!" An Xiaoxiao smiled and looked up helplessly. But I was ready to be scolded. "Teacher Fei, I'm sorry. I know I've been absent from school for a long time this time, but I really..."

"Well, I didn't say anything about you. Why are you so scared?" Teacher fan, who has always been strict, looked at an Xiaoxiao in a hurry to explain. Unexpectedly, there came such a gentle word only for good students.

An Xiaoxiao was stunned for three seconds. He didn't respond. What's the matter with teacher fan's attitude.

As if the impact was not enough, teacher Fei took out a book and sent it to an Xiaoxiao. "Here are some lesson plans I sorted out before. I teach history, and there has been no major change in the content of history in recent years. I read books these days and changed some places that should be changed. You are a liberal arts student, and your comprehensive score is very important. There is absolutely no problem with history by reciting this."

Mr. Fan has always been a stern look. At the moment, when he speaks to an Xiaoxiao like this, the whole person has a few different looks.

"Fan... Teacher fan, do you recognize the wrong person? I'm an Xiaoxiao. An Xiaoxiao, classmate!"

In an Xiaoxiao's consciousness, an Xiaoxiao's classmate represents that an Xiaoxiao is going to take the stage to accept the criticism of the school. It's really a little unaccustomed to using this identity to accept the kindness of others for the first time.

"I'm not old enough to see who you are. Take it quickly. If you don't take it, I'll take it back."

An Xiaoxiao quickly reached for the handwritten textbook. "Teacher Fei, thank you!"

Teacher Fei's face was somewhat unnatural. He turned his head and looked old-fashioned again. "Thank you for what, thank you. If you don't get up and lose me, hurry back to class."

"Good teacher fan!" An Xiaoxiao is about to leave, but he remembers that he wants to suspend school for a period of time and stops again. "By the way, Mr. Fan, I may not come to school in the last six months."

A little girl passing by was stunned when she heard an Xiaoxiao's words. She looked at an Xiaoxiao and ran in from her side.

An Xiaoxiao explained to teacher Fei that he wanted to suspend school and planned to review his lessons.

Mr. Fan thinks it's good. An Xiaoxiao has a lot of homework left behind. Most of the time in senior three is to do problems in school, and there is little time to talk about knowledge. If you want to make progress as soon as possible, the most important thing is to make up for the homework pulled down before.

Fortunately, however, an Xiaoxiao chose liberal arts. Most of them recited and understood the contents. She didn't have to learn physics and chemistry, or these two courses. I'm afraid she had to make great efforts for her.

After saying goodbye to teacher fan, an Xiaoxiao went to the office of the teaching building to find teacher Chen. After all, teacher Chen still needs to sign before he can go to the grade director.

In her life, an Xiaoxiao never went into the office of the teaching building, but the first time she made no mistakes, she really had a different feeling.

However, along the way, an Xiaoxiao was frightened.

Before she was in school, almost everyone went as far as possible, and no one was willing to get close to her. But today is different.

If we only focus on an Xiaoxiao on campus, an Xiaoxiao will enter another time and space in senior three.

"Good morning!"

"Come to school."

"Is your head better?"

“……”

to greet!

Someone can talk to an Xiaoxiao!

Even if some people pass by without talking, they smile at an Xiaoxiao.

These things are unthinkable to an Xiaoxiao. But now it has become a reality.

What the hell is going on?!

Is the world mysterious?

An Xiaoxiao tried to keep smiling and greet everyone. Although she wondered what was going on, she felt really different when she was treated like this for the first time.

An Xiaoxiao walked briskly to the office, but he got the news that Mr. Chen had gone to the class.

An Xiaoxiao had to go to the class again.

For an Xiaoxiao, if coming to school is a kind of hell, then in the class, it is as terrible as hell.

At school, everyone is still far away from her, but in the class, it is completely excluded.

At the gate of the class, an Xiaoxiao first listened to the news in the class and found that there was no accident. Then he gently pushed open the door of the class.

"Report!"

A light voice sounded, and then the quiet classroom was particularly abrupt.

An Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip and looked at the classroom.

"Miss Chen!" Seeing teacher Chen on the podium, an Xiaoxiao spoke slightly.

Mr. Chen smiled at an Xiaoxiao and motioned her to come in.

An Xiaoxiao hesitated and went directly to the podium. As for the reaction of her classmates, she didn't see it at all.

Anyway, she has been used to ignoring and disdaining as usual.

"An Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry!" Suddenly, a boy's voice sounded in the classroom. "I have your textbook."

"An Xiaoxiao, I stole your pen and Ben and threw them into the trash can..."

"An Xiaoxiao, I often write on your desk and stool..."

"An Xiaoxiao..."

The sound of apology suddenly sounded. An Xiaoxiao turned his head mechanically, but he didn't expect that the students who had always despised him stood in front of him at this moment, apologized one by one and said his fault.

So, is the world really mysterious?