"Seven ye, even if you have no appetite, you can also use a little. Although gastritis is a minor problem, it is a big deal to torture yourself like this. If you find that it doesn't talk much, you may be troubled by it. " Isn't it? In the past, as long as Seventh Master delayed his work and didn't eat or sleep, he could talk and cry less.
What can such a small person understand, but the biological clock will remind him to eat and sleep. When his father neglected himself, the spoiled son began to cry. But it happened that he poked the soft underbelly of Seventh Master and served this little ancestor. No matter how tough and cold-blooded Seventh Master is outside, he is only a teenage father, and he has to fight.
Uncle Shun couldn't help laughing when he thought of the happy scene between father and son. The atmosphere of the Yan family is serious again, as if there were a little comfort.
"How old is that little guy now, where will make trouble? Even if he finds it, he will find me annoying. " Seven ye's eyes softened a little.
"How old are you? And Zhou Shao is out, who can believe that you are father and son? Zhou Shao can complain privately for this several times. " Uncle Shun is telling the truth. If it weren't for the imposing manner of Seventh Master, he would have looked in his early twenties, and Yan Chengzhou was more like brothers.
"Cheng Zhou ... I am sorry for him after all."
"Seventh Master ..." Shunshu didn't know that the deceased was the biggest, and his wife's unexpected death made Seventh Master feel less ashamed.
But who has considered the situation of Seventh Master?
Seven ye looked at the old photos on the desktop more than ten years ago and picked them up.
Bang-bang-
Seventh master's hand stopped in mid-air, and there was an unbroken photo frame below.
"Seven lords!" Uncle Shun suddenly looked up and saw what was going on. He almost burst into tears and instantly forced him back, but he held out his chest with a confused face.
Seventh master's left hand trembled slightly, but he couldn't even hold the photo.
That's when I tried to stop shooting in order to keep silent. The bullet entered the left arm of Seventh Master, and then the bullet was taken out, but the left hand was almost useless.
The nerve in the left hand was permanently damaged. Although I can't see anything at ordinary times, I occasionally feel overwhelmed like this without warning.
The former Seventh Master was left-handed, but later he only used his right hand.
Disability ... how can this man who never shows weakness in his bones be known?
"Nothing." Seven Ye stopped Shun Shu's way, looked at his uncontrolled left hand with deep eyes and wondered what was going on.
With a slight twitch, Seventh Master calmly picked up the photo frame on the ground, on which was a chubby little boy holding Seventh Master and smiling brightly.
"What's the name of the child?"
After two coincidences, especially giving him a personal phone number, Shunshu went to do some research. There are some things that Seventh Master will do without telling him. There was nothing suspicious, so I put it down. At the moment, I didn't expect Seventh Master to ask such irrelevant things, but everything unusual happened. It's no big deal to mention such a sentence now.
"Li Yu, a student of Experimental No.5 Middle School in City A, has an innocent family background."
"Li Yudao ... is a good name. "
Seven ye's tone was too quiet, and at that time Shunshu was not sure about seven ye's attitude. However, Uncle Shun thinks that if both of them have the word "Yu" and can meet twice, the child and Seventh Master really have a little unclear fate.
As if he had had enough rest, Seventh Master stood up and walked to the filing cabinet.
"In a few days, schools will have a cultural performance. At that time, all schools will have programs to participate. If you want to relax, it's a good place. " Actually, Uncle Shun didn't mean anything else, except that the child who bravely asked for a phone call reminded him of a humble invitation letter from the school, which is available every year.
No matter what the outside world says about Ye Qi, Ye Qi began to donate money to the school, but in the education circle, Ye Qi is a philanthropist who is willing to invest.
Later, Uncle Shun guessed something. Maybe Seventh Master just thought that if Yu Shao was at school, he might create a better educational environment for Yu Shao.
It is such speculation, some of which are too ridiculous and sad, and the words have long since disappeared.
Seventh Master went to see it once before for Lord Cheng Zhou, and I don't know whether he was angry or deliberately angry with Seventh Master. As soon as he came on stage, he ruined the whole performance. Many teachers and students were scared by it, which also led to Yan Jiafeng making a big joke in the circle at that time.
The seventh master was noncommittal, and the conversation turned, "Bring the porridge."
Shunshu was overjoyed: "Yes!"
Sure enough, less words are effective!
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That night, after Miss Mei came home, she took out the stack of summer homework after dinner.
Most summer homework teachers just look at it, and some can cope. Just as a responsible teacher, she still wants to watch them one by one.
In the room, only the white light of the desk lamp shines on the books, and Miss Mei turns over the pages to correct them. Until a Chinese homework made her read it repeatedly, the font on it was sharp and imposing, which was particularly eye-catching in a bunch of fabricated summer homework.
"Daughter, it's midnight, you should go to bed!" Outside, Maeve knocked at the door and came in.
"Dad, look at this homework." I handed in my homework for this summer vacation.
Meifu is a famous school teacher, and his calligraphy has a certain reputation. He is a member of the Chinese Art Association. His appreciation of calligraphy and painting has a certain height. He put on reading glasses and turned over his homework this summer. He was surprised. "Is this your student's handwriting?"
"Yes, it was not bad before, but now it has made great progress!" Teacher Mei has an impression of Li Yu, who is a little fat man. Most teachers inevitably like good students, and the second is not to make trouble or make trouble. Li Yu happens to be the second kind.
Although the results are average, the handwriting can still be seen among junior high school students, and it has been practiced for many years.
After only one summer vacation, she was amazed at the great progress, especially the serious fonts and solutions on it. Obviously, she did a good job and never copied it from anyone.
"This reminds me of your grandpa pei's great-grandson. I have also seen the children's calligraphy in that calligraphy competition. If it looks like hard-pen calligraphy, it is rare to win a few prizes. "
"Dad, do you give such a high evaluation?" Teacher Mei has some impressions of him, and he is an unforgettable teenager.
"Is a good prospect, free to take home to play! Don't change your homework either. Aren't you going to invigilate tomorrow? How can you have the energy to stay up late? " Mei's father doesn't like Pei Lao's grandson all day, making his grandson the only outstanding one in the world. Now he finally saw an equally outstanding teenager, who couldn't wait to hit his face.
From these words, Miss Mei can see that her father, who seldom praises others, really appreciates Li Yu.
Miss May is a little proud. This is her student!
The next day, she returned to school with a pile of homework and arrived in the classroom early before the exam.
The students sat down one by one according to the examination room number. When Rain Lee came into the classroom, he saw the head teacher smiling at him gently.
The serious and famous teacher suddenly smiled, which surprised all the other students who noticed.
Originally, I wanted to cheat, but when I looked left and right, many of them stopped.
The students sitting in the back row of Li Yu pointed to the back of Li Yu.
"Li, how are you getting ready?" Of course, this preparation is not a review, but a cheating method.
"Not bad." For this placement exam, Li Yu is a summer vacation, but who will believe it when it is said?
This placement is divided into 1-8 classes according to the grade. The best class is naturally 1, which includes not only some students who will walk in the future, but also some students who have been admitted to key listed schools and provincial key schools. The quality of students determines the arrangement of school teachers, at least in the fifth middle school, and this is the reality.
"It was too late to play Warcraft yesterday, and I forgot to make a cheat sheet! ! It will kill me every day! "
"You talk nonsense with Li, you are guilty!" Luo Cha listened, turned to laugh that call a light cloud.
"Russian, you beast!"
Li Yujia smiled silently, turned around and heard the tragic howl of the boy behind him.
There will always be such students.
Some top students in other classes vaguely heard the noise here and found that they were "not learning well" and looked at them with disdain.
A pile of rubbish! Waiting for you to enter Class 8!
Turned with a snort.
Mao Tianyu is no stranger to such eyes. Seeing Li Yu looking over, he made a mouth: Don't worry!
Who takes them seriously, especially Mao Tianyu, as a student who buys places, although his popularity is excellent, he is not taken seriously in this academic environment.
Struggle for so long, this is their "bad students" turnaround, with grandpa's ardent expectations at home and illegitimate children eyeing outside, he can't lose!
Mao Tianyu couldn't help holding the pen tightly. He has this idea, and so do several others! He has, Shao Qi has and Guo, and the ten of them have never been so serious! They have worked hard for so long, how can they be satisfied without results?
Show everyone who looks down on them, they are not that bad!
The teacher graded the test paper when the bell rang.
Exam practice in dream space makes Li's language normal.
What he learned most during this time was not knowledge, but concentration during the exam, and he went all out no matter what the test paper was.
The difficulty of the test paper is not high, but Li's language has not relaxed.
In the past, he always finished it hastily, never checked it, and handed in the papers in advance.
But it won't happen again now. If he had time, he would check it again. If he has no time, he will try his best to do every problem well.
It's just that sometimes you can't make up your mind, and some multiple-choice questions will be corrected incorrectly. This is the most common situation in both Chinese and English.
For this reason, he has received special training in the dream space, and once he chooses, he will not change.
The exam depends not only on strength, but also on a good attitude.
I'm not afraid of making mistakes, but I'm afraid of indecision.
Miss Mei looked down and saw that Li's back was straight, his pen holding posture was standard, and his drooping eyes stood out.
I can't help it I walked down and looked like I was checking on every student.
At the position of Li Yu, a paper ball fell from the sky and just hit Li Yu's foot.
Li's heart went cold. He looked back and saw the teacher who bent down to pick up the paper ball. Behind him was writing the paper at his desk.