Seeing that Xiao Qiang was a little strange, Huang Han asked, "Student Xiao Qiang, what happy you encountered today! You were laughing so happily?"

"I'm laughing at you."

"Am I funny?"

"That's not, I just think you're different today."

"What did you see again?"

"You were dressed very energetic today, and I was happy to see."

"I have several patches on my clothes. How can I get more energetic? Your aesthetic standards are not high!"

"The clothes are not ugly, but they are so dirty that they are annoying. You look very clean today, so you have to keep it!" She moved towards Huang Han.

The little loli used to wish she could not be eight feet away from Huang Han, but taking the initiative to approach her at this moment was enough to show the change in her attitude.

Huang Han smiled and said, "Haha, I can't do new clothes yet, so it's necessary to keep them neat. Oh! By the way, what class will you take in the afternoon?"

"You are still a fool when you become clean, and you don't even know what class you take. The first class is Chinese, and the second class is picture class. Have you brought crayons?"

Huang Han knew what crayons were, and he said, "I'll look through if there is any in my schoolbag."

Xiao Qiang said generously: "It doesn't matter, if you forget to bring it, you can use mine."

In the past, Xiao Qiang could not have taken the initiative to borrow stationery to Huang Han, but before she knew it, she changed her mind and wanted to get closer to Huang Han.

There are more than 60 students in the class, only she and Huang Han live in the same alley, and the two families are not too far apart.

But Huang Han, one year younger than her, was so sarcastic that he was crawling all over the ground, and his hands were dirty all the time. Of course, she refused to touch Huang Han's things.

Huang Han was not polite, and did not try to find crayons when he heard this, and said, "Okay, thank you!"

"Hehe, you're so polite, no thanks. This is what our red scarf should do."

The little girl is innocent and lively. She really feels happy when she discovers the huge changes in her seat. This is the same as the difference between neighborhood relations and living in harmony.

The drawing classes for elementary school students are completely perfunctory, the school does not pay attention to them, the teachers make do with them, and the students draw talismans.

Huang Han lamented in his heart, how should we endure this period of elementary school? Will we be assimilated and lower our intelligence value when we are mixed with a group of little kids all day long?

"Dingling..." The class bell rang, and the classroom suddenly became quiet. The expected fat man Jiang did not appear.

After a few minutes, I hadn't seen the teacher who came to class, and my friends began to whisper, and it didn't take long to make a noise.

In the chaos, the picture teacher who was supposed to appear in the second class walked into the classroom and announced that Teacher Jiang was sick and very serious and probably would not go to work for a short time.

The school is arranging substitute teachers, and this lesson is changed to a picture class.

Huang Han felt strange and a little overwhelmed. This is different from the scene in his memory!

Fatty Jiang didn’t retire so early, at least not this year. Could it be that his life trajectory has changed from today?

In fact, Fatty Jiang suddenly became ill and had more or less related to Huang Han. That was because when she came home at noon, she was thinking about the afternoon essay commentary in her mind, and she thought of Huang Han’s essay that surprised her like a conditioned reflex.

It is obvious that the essay should be the first in the class, or even the first in the whole grade, but this essay should not appear in the essay of that bad kid.

This article should be used as a model essay when essaying and essaying, but...

Thinking about it, Fatty Jiang accidentally fell by the well. Fortunately, it was noon and he was immediately found and sent to the hospital, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

That's because she was too fat and fell so hard that she had a stroke two years earlier. Her mouth and eyes were crooked and she couldn't even speak, and she couldn't take care of herself.

The primary school student was heartless, and Fatty Jiang did not leave any good memories. He learned that the head teacher was sick and very serious, and most of them were secretly having fun. The picture class was extremely active, which caused the teacher to rush three times.

After class, the little boys were like a pot, and seven or eight resigned students smiled extremely unrestrainedly. Even Xiao Qiang quietly approached Huang Han's ear and said:

"I don't like Jiang Pang'er the most. It's best to let her stay ill until the summer vacation. We will change teachers when the next semester starts."

The little girl exhaled like orchid, making the uncle's ears itchy. Huang Han asked, "You actually hate Fatty Jiang too? It shouldn't be! She is always kind to you. Why are you?"

"Hmph, I just don't like to look at her stinky face. There's no reason."

The saying that the masses' eyes are bright and bright seems to make sense. Even the children know who is better and who is worse.

Huang Han said: "Haha, those who have attained enlightenment are more helpless and those who have lost their power are few. The ancients did not deceive me!"

"What does this mean? It sounds so profound! Can you explain it?"

"Little girl, it was an illusion just now, and I didn't say anything."

"I don't want to listen to your explanation."

Jumping rubber bands is Xiao Qiang’s favorite, and she left the classroom happily and went out to have sex with a few female classmates.

The hot topic during the break was of course guessing who was the substitute teacher. Huang Han could not be interested in talking nonsense with a group of children and had nothing to do, so he had to look at all the texts required to be recited in the Chinese textbook of Volume 6 to deepen his impression.

They all made bold statements that they would score 100 points in the exam, but of course they could not break their promises. Huang Han would definitely make trouble in the future. Without the support of his family, an eleven-year-old child could not do it and must be trusted and supported by his family.

If you want your parents and sister to believe in yourself, you have to show your performance and use your test scores to prove that you are enlightened as if you are helping God, and at least make them doubtful.

After a few more attempts, the family will be affordable and the trust of parents will be natural.

The class bell rang, and Xiao Qiang hurriedly ran back and looked at Huang Han who had been reading quietly, with his eyes even more strange.

With the expectations of more than 60 students, the substitute teacher finally appeared, and many students knew this female teacher in her twenties.

Her surname is Han, and she is a technical secondary school student. She has been intern at Sanshui Experimental Primary School for several months. She should be assigned to her graduation in the second half of this year.

I guess she performed well during her internship, and if nothing unexpected happens, she will have the hope of being assigned to Sanshui Experimental Primary School to become a formal teacher.

The current Sanshui County is not big, I am afraid that the permanent population is between 50,000 and 60,000. You should know that the population in later generations is as high as more than 300,000.

There are too many primary schools in the townships under Sanshui County, and it is possible to be assigned to the townships below without certain connections.

At this critical moment, Teacher Han certainly had to work hard to be able to enter the best primary school in Sanshui County to teach.

After all, she is a professional and has a much higher level than Fatty Jiang, who is a grassroots background. When she was just a newcomer, she did not rush to teach, but instead introduced herself and asked her classmates to introduce herself, and always kept a smile on her face.

Huang Han guessed that it was possible that Teacher Han had just obtained a job opportunity, and he should be enthusiastic in his heart. I don’t know if every day is a repetition of yesterday year after year. Can she still maintain this bright smile on her face?

Next is the activity class. Huang Han, who was idle, still spent his time reading Chinese books in his seat.

Unexpectedly, after only a few minutes, Xiao Qiang returned to her seat angrily. Her pretty face turned red, and a few children also returned to the classroom, still arguing about something.

Xiao Qiang, who couldn't hold back his words, of course she had to complain. She chattered that the other group of girls who jumped on rubber bands had fouled. She obviously had moved but didn't admit it. She was too arrogant...

Huang Han finally understood the whole story. The primary school students' games all have a bit of competition. If two people compete or two groups of people compete, they will all be conscious without a referee, and the arguments are inevitable.

Often when arguing, they swear that they won’t play with XX from now on, and if they can’t do it, they will be a puppy.

But after three or five days, a group of puppies got together again.

I really couldn't stand Xiao Qiang chattering in my ears, and I had to ask Huang Han to judge her.

The annoying Huang Han decided to change the topic and said, "I am idle too, so I'll just tell you a story!

"Okay, okay! I love listening to stories the most, but I don't dare to listen to ghost stories."

"Don't worry, the stories I tell are all healthy and uplifting, and the feudal superstition of monsters and monsters are firmly defeated!"
Chapter completed!