Today is Lu Zhengkang went out to have a look at his mobile phone. It snowed heavily on Thursday, December 6, 2085.

In the morning, the first class was Chinese, and the teacher spent half of the class on dictation. The second class was mathematics. He talked about the equations and calculated many topics in a muddle, but he didn't feel much.

At 9:30, the familiar "March of athletes" was stirring up again, and the energetic pupils ran out of the door to gather.

Lu Zhengkang was stopped by the head teacher at the door and took him to the office for tea.

He thought that he had done nothing wrong, so when he entered the office, he was still a bit upright. But as soon as he entered the office, he saw Su Xiang standing at the English teacher's desk, with the little girl's back to the door. He could clearly see that her hands were behind her and she was very dishonest. Today, Xiao Su wore a long white cotton dress, printed and dyed many cartoon strawberries. Her upper body was a gardenia color jeans vest, with loose hair and a brown bear hairpin behind her left ear.

The head teacher pointed to the English teacher and signaled Lu Zhengkang to go, while Shi ran turned to manage the morning exercises.

There are only three people in the whole office. Mr. Li pokes his fingers on the computer screen, ignoring Su Xiangli for the time being. After Lu Zhengkang walks over, she turns her head and smiles at him.

Lu Zhengkang asked softly, "Hello, teacher. What can I do for you?"

Miss Li stops her work, kicks her feet on the ground, and the pulley chair moves backward, freeing her body from the constraints of the table. She is facing them, slightly bowing her head, and her eyes are very serious. She is thin, and once serious, she will give people the illusion of anger.

"Classmate Lu, you are su Xiangli's good friend. Do you know her recent study?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Lu Zhengkang was a little discouraged.

Of course, he knew that Su Xiangli's English grades were declining, not because she didn't study hard, but because she hated Miss Li herself and deliberately wrote wrong questions in these weekly tests.

"I know."

Teacher Li frowned, "since you know, you should shoulder the responsibility of classmates and friends!"

“……” Lu Zhengkang is silent. It's a common trick of students. It's almost useless to argue with teachers. Besides, the problem now is not su Xiangli's academic performance.

Mr. Li sincerely advised the two children, "you know, no matter in the school or in the society, everyone should have the enthusiasm to help each other. Without this spirit of unity, our country can not get to today. You students are both competitors and mutual helpers. Lu Zhengkang, your grades are the best in the grade, and the teacher knows that you are ready to help others, so you have to think hard about Su Xiangli's grades. "

"Yes, Miss Li." Lu Zhengkang's tone was low. He glanced at Su Xiangli. She lowered her head, but she was peeping at Lu Zhengkang, still laughing.

It's time for the national anthem to ring out and the national flag to be raised. Lu Zhengkang thought, well, salute. He turned his head and looked out of the window. Yes, the red and gorgeous national flag is rising. In the East, it's like a sun.

Teacher Li sighed and turned to continue to work, but she would like to talk about some learning methods. This woman is more wordy than she looks.

After watching the flag raising ceremony, Lu Zhengkang turned back. Su Xiangli saw him looking back at himself, so he said goodbye. At this time, the National Anthem stopped abruptly, and the echo of the ending reverberated in the empty campus.

Lu Zhengkang smiles. Su Xiangli's evasive look is like a dancing butterfly in the Bush in spring. He recalls the afternoon of the outing, lying in the grass and looking at the blue sky.

Su Xiangli turned around again. She was always like this. Her anger came and went faster. She even had a good temper. All her anger was just a prank on herself and others, and there was incomparable joy in her heart.

"Are you listening?"

Su Xiangli lowers her head in panic and stares at her toes. Lu Zhengkang sees a section of white cotton padded trousers and small black shoes under her skirt. Today, she is very fashionable. Her waistcoat matches her skirt, which is quite rebellious.

"Lu Zhengkang."

"Here we are."

Teacher Li looked at him suspiciously, "are you listening to what I said? Although you are good at English, learning methods are sometimes more important than talent. "

"All right." Lu Zhengkang showed a formula smile.

Su Xiangli quietly approached him, and his hand behind him quietly poked Lu Zhengkang's left rib.

"Poof

"Well? What's so funny? "

"Nothing. I cough, cough! " Lu Zhengkang leered at Su Xiangli. Her eyes were full of bad intentions. She immediately made an expression of begging for mercy.

Li teacher busy with office, just sigh, "now the child is not easy to manage."

Lu Zhengkang responded, "well. Don't worry. I will help Su Xiangli. " His tone was sincere and gentle, but his hand was merciless. He grabbed Su Xiangli's little hand and rubbed it hard. She almost cried out in pain.

Li teacher suddenly stopped action, the two children dare not move, watching the teacher from the drawer to find out a few pieces of fruit candy handed over, it was a relief."I didn't call you here to punish you, especially Su Xiangli. People have to learn. It's a forever process, just like eating and drinking water..."

The trumpet outside suddenly made a loud noise. "The fourteenth set of radio gymnastics, in high spirits, now..."

Mr. Li asked the office intelligent to close the windows. After the sound insulation, the room became quiet again. She continued to nag, and it seemed that she didn't want to stop talking before the end of the exercise.

The sugar Lu Zhengkang picked was grape flavored, sweet and mellow. He smacked it, echoing the teacher's nonsense and releasing Su Xiangli's hand.

Su Xiangli ate Hami melon, sweet as Li. She quietly moved to the back of Lu Zhengkang's side and drew on his back with her fingers.

Lu Zhengkang frowned, thinking about what she had written.

[Deer Just Kang 】

Oh, OK, what's the matter? You scratched my back.

[silly Lu Zhengkang:??? (* ̄︿ ̄)

【…… Come on Let Old Teacher Close Mouth 】

I want to.

Su Xiangli suddenly lost interest in writing carefully and began to scribble.

Lu Zhengkang: what does it say? Why bother? You mean bored? No, it's like, oh, I haven't figured it out yet. Don't rush to write it.

He held Su Xiangli's hand gently, pinched it and motioned her to write carefully.

Su Xiangli was angry, so he used both hands, and the storm poked.

Li teacher inadvertently turned his head, but found his favorite student Lu Zhengkang with both hands index finger knuckles against the little girl's temple crazy drilling.

"Lu Zhengkang!"