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Probably stimulated by Wen Xiaohua's playful attitude, my long-extinguished fighting spirit was ignited again. I recorded all his words and deeds to motivate myself to work hard and surpass the impossible. I used to use a diary. Now I use LOFTER, and the name of the diary is "Wen Xiaohua Observation Diary". It has only been recorded for two weeks, and the diary is full of famous sayings that can piss us off:

——Sleep in class is to go all out when chasing dreams, after all, playing basketball is very tiring.

——You can read the homework once, and writing it again is superfluous. With this American time, it is better to do something meaningful, such as condolences to the lonely elderly or playing basketball.

——No matter how good the test is, it is a perfect score, but the game can be improved more and more. A man's pursuit should never end.

……

Elder Mu, who was so annoyed by the famous words, finally stopped caring about Wen Xiaohua's sleeping in class, and Wen Xiaohua has now mastered the ability to wake up when the get out of class bell rings, and fall asleep when the class bell rings.Often when I walked into the classroom after the class bell rang, I could see his face pressed against the table, soundly asleep.

This is the only time you are like Rukawa Feng now.

At first everyone looked up to Wen Xiaohua as a genius, and thought that what he did was justified. He talked back because he was proud of his talent, and he raised geckos only because ordinary people raise cats and dogs. Geniuses raise monsters or little monsters.But as time passed, all Wen Xiaohua left for everyone was that kind sleeping face. He slept like this today, and slept like that tomorrow, and his little charm as a genius was gradually exhausted.

Once when the class was doing general cleaning, Mr. Mu came to check in the classroom and spotted Wen Xiaohua's seat at a glance.At that time, Wen Xiaohua was sitting in the last row of the classroom by the window. In fact, his desks and chairs had been wiped clean by himself, and the floor was also spotless, but there was a particularly eye-catching spider web hanging in the corner.Mr. Mu wondered, why didn't you sweep up the spider web when you were cleaning?

Wen Xiaohua was even more puzzled than him: "Why sweep?"

Mr. Mu said how dirty the spider webs are hanging there!

"It's not a rat's nest, where are the spiders dirty?" Wen Xiaohua replied, "There are too many mosquitoes in the classroom in summer, and you can't light mosquito coils. Keeping spiders can still catch mosquitoes and flies. This kind of spider doesn't bite people, and it doesn't bite." To spread diseases, we should not kill it just because it hangs a harmless net in the classroom. Moreover, the pattern of this net is geometrically artistic. Compared with its net, our classroom is like It’s fine if you don’t know how to appreciate the magic of nature in a small room, but does it hinder you? Does it hinder your class? Does it interrupt you in class? There are countless microorganisms in the air , don't you think it's too cruel to drive them all out because of wrong prejudice?"

For the next 10 minutes, he eloquently turned into Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang, proving that spiders are beneficial to human beings, worthy of our study and reference, and good teachers and helpful friends of human beings.

Old Mu shook his beard angrily, and was too lazy to talk to him, so he asked him to sweep out his good teacher and helpful friend immediately with a broom. Wen Xiaohua glanced at the spider web behind him, and refused to carry out the order because he loved animals.

The whole class was so angry!

Old Mu asked angrily, why don't you keep animals if you love animals so much? !

Wen Xiaohua's face was arrogant: "Then let's raise them, I have several at home."

Then?

Then Wen Xiaohua raised that spider, in the classroom of our class...

Every time after class, I saw him squatting in the last corner of the classroom, watching the back of the spider with relish, and getting goose bumps all over his body, and sometimes he would talk to the spider.

"Eighth Prince, you have hairy legs!"

"Eighth Prince, I still miss your thin legs~~"

"But I also like the furry look, I'm a plush fan."

You have never understood what plush control is!

Wen Xiaohua's lines every day can be more terrifying than the day before. At first, she was attracted by his appearance, and she really thought he was Rukawa Kaede's girls who don't eat the fireworks in the world. Now seeing him is like seeing a piranha.With its teeth and claws, this flower not only eats the fireworks of the world, but also eats the fireworks of hell. It really can only be viewed from a distance, not close up.

However, Wen Xiaohua still took good care of the Eighth Prince. If he hadn’t come to school—it’s common for him to skip classes—he would also ask Zhang Long and Zhao Fu from the last class to take care of the Eighth Prince. The envoys can't pass the hurdle of eight legs. Fortunately, the Eighth Prince himself is very capable, and he basically doesn't need to be fed by the flower protectors. Just watch it and don't let it scare passers-by or let someone carry it. .

One morning it rained heavily, Wen Xiaohua skipped class, and the flower protectors did not come to take care of the Eighth Prince, so I had to tremblingly walk to the last row, and stretched my arms to close the window. The spider web finally calmed down, and the Eighth Prince waved his furry forelimbs to thank me. I couldn't make it cute at all.

That night I dreamed that its hairy forelimbs were magnified hundreds of times before my eyes, and Wen Xiaohua rode on the back of the giant Eighth Prince in armor like Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father, crushing me mercilessly .

At the end of the dream, Wen Xiaohua looked back and asked the Eighth Prince: "Did you step on something just now?" Then one person and one spider left in a cool manner.

The last golden sentence in "Mulan Poetry", "The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred; two rabbits walk side by side, who can tell whether I am male or female?" It resounds in my dream like "A Laugh from the Sea" inside.

That's called Spider-Man.