Professional Sugar Sprinkler Instruction Manual

Before Ye Ya had time to elaborate, she just showed off, and the bell rang for class preparation.

Da Mao ran to the classroom in a hurry, and shouted back: "I'm in Class [-], Yaya, what class are you in?"

Ye Ya was very happy in his heart, he smiled and imitated Da Mao's demeanor and tone, stretched his neck and head forward and shouted, "I'm in class one."

Da Mao waved at him and smiled, "I'll have dinner with you after school!"

"Okay!" Ye Ya smiled for a while, it's great that Da Mao didn't really break up with him, he can play with Da Mao now, and don't have to worry about Da Mao's parents thinking that he is ignorant and bad for Da Mao and prohibiting them from getting along.

Enough is enough for Ye Yale, he subconsciously glanced at the empty corridor, clicked his tongue, went to the toilet, and walked back to the classroom slowly.

After one morning, Ye Ya was already complaining that her hair was getting bigger.

At the beginning, he wanted to listen to the class seriously, but... he couldn't understand it at all. It was as cloudy as listening to a bible. The teacher taught the class very fast. The knowledge points in the textbook were only roughly summarized, and then began to be distracted by the important and difficult points. Ye Ya finally gave up altogether, and only stared at the teacher with his head half-opened.

After finally getting through get out of class and getting ready to eat, Ye Ya was about to walk out of the classroom when Liu Jianguo suddenly stopped him. He packed up the lesson plans and textbooks and walked over, patted Ye Ya on the shoulder, "Wait for dinner, let's talk first, I have to treat you I have a general understanding of my learning situation and personality.”

Da Mao was already waiting at the door. Seeing Ye Ya and Liu Jianguo coming out, he was stunned and hurriedly gave way, saying politely, "Hello, teacher."

Ye Ya pointed at Da Mao, and declined politely: "Teacher, my friend is waiting for me to eat, why don't we talk about it another day?"

Unexpectedly, Da Mao, a coward, didn't have much guts, but his brain turned quickly. Hearing what Ye Ya said, he hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, you guys talk, let's have dinner together tonight, Yaya."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Ya to answer, he hurried away.

Ye Ya stared at Da Mao's back speechlessly, and Liu Jianguo asked, "You've just made friends?"

"No, I'm a kid." Ye Ya replied.

He followed Liu Jianguo to the office. Liu Jianguo took a sip of tea before looking at Ye Ya, "Where did you study?"

"Thirteen High School." Ye Ya replied.

Liu Jianguo frowned. Thirteenth Middle School is a middle school with a notoriously bad school ethos. It took almost a few years for the middle school entrance examination to pass one high school.Although the headmaster has confessed to take good care of Ye Ya, the average score of the class cannot be lowered because of this. He squinted his eyes and looked Ye Ya up and down. He was about to ask him if he planned to study hard, but Ye Ya preempted him from speaking: " Teacher, do you dislike my old school?"

Liu Jianguo was taken aback, he didn't expect him to ask so straightforwardly, he coughed to cover up his embarrassment just now, and said ambiguously in an official tone: "Since you have come to Yuhua, you are a member of Yuhua, as for you The school is already a thing of the past, now you just need to work hard and strive for excellent results in the senior high school entrance examination."

Ye Ya shrugged, "Teacher, to be honest, what you have said is so profound that I can't understand it at all."

"Don't understand at all?" Liu Jianguo paused while holding the thermos.

Ye Ya nodded honestly, "Yes."

Liu Jianguo's eyes were darkened, and his hands trembled a little. As soon as this "hot potato" came over, his excellent head teacher's legal bonus and excellent class group honors probably all flew away...

Liu Jianguo took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and smiled, "Do you want to study hard?"

Ye Ya stared at Liu Jianguo's hairline, but couldn't think of words: "Think about it."