Dodder Pampering Handbook

After going to school, Zhong Cheng saw four dispirited team members, only to realize that all four of them live in the school, and they have to get up at 06 o'clock every morning, and start reading at 30:[-], unlike day students, who come after [-] o'clock It's not too late.

The difficulty of learning in the seventh grade has increased on the whole.In class, Sanzhi always looks at the blackboard seriously and listens to the teacher.

But when it comes to homework, he will reveal his secrets. Mathematics is the most difficult to understand. He can memorize Chinese and English. As long as he memorizes a lot, he can form muscle memory. To a cage, why put and pour water into the pool at the same time.

Zhong Teng could only explain to him after class, and let him do it by himself after the lecture, so he took the opportunity to go to the toilet.

After going to the bathroom, Sanzhi was no longer doing the questions when he came back. He was holding a book, and Zheng Wei asked him, "Who was that girl just now?"

Sanzhi shook his head, flipped through the book in his hand, and stayed in a daze for the well-known romance queen, "The Dragon Prince Falls in Love with Me".

Zhong Cheng stretched out his shirt and sat down on the chair: "Did that girl come to you yesterday?"

Sanzhi nodded, and then handed the book to Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Teng roughly flipped through it, a little speechless: "Why did she give you this?"

Sanzhi said in a low voice, "I don't know."

Zhong Teng wanted to return the book to her, but the class bell rang, so he had to give up.

Zheng Wei asked him from the side: "Is that girl chasing him?" with a gossip on his face.

You've only just graduated from primary school to junior high school, and you're already at the stage of flirting from a kid to a fledgling love?Do you want it so fast?

Zhong Ting glanced at Sanzhi indifferently, and silently stuffed the book into the table hole.

He is not really raising his son, Sanzhi belongs to him, and he belongs to Sanzhi.

"Go and return the book after class." He said to Sanzhi.

Sanzhi nodded blankly: "Okay."

He was so obedient that even Zhang Keke looked up at him, and Zheng Wei lay behind the table: "Who is he, why is he so obedient?"

A chalk head flew off the podium, and the Flying Tigers team was deducted three points.

After class, Zhao Hu was very angry and criticized Zheng Wei with a stern face: "One point is only awarded for actively answering questions in class. You deducted three points all at once, and you have to make up for these three points no matter what."

Zheng Wei was aggrieved: "I'm not the only one who spoke, they also talked, but the teacher beat me easily, so I was the scapegoat."

Zhao Hu looked at Zhong Ting seriously. He did hear them chatting in class just now.

San Zhi trotted out of the classroom, took the book to Class Seven, Zhong Cheng said: "I will add the points."

He kept his promise, answered several questions during four classes in one morning, and successfully raised the score of the Flying Tigers to the first place in the class.

When we went to the cafeteria for lunch, Zheng Weile cheered, "You are amazing." He turned to Zhao Hu and said, "He added all three of our points back, which is enough for us to chat a few more times."

Zhao Hu frowned: "He is him, you are you, why do you need others to help you with the points you deducted?"

Zheng Wei was almost pissed off, and told others in private that Zhao Hu was holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

Zheng Wei is a ruthless person who can chat with anyone, and his mouth will itch if he doesn't chat for a while, but it's a pity that Zhao Hu and Zhong Cheng are sitting on the left and right.

He can only chat with the people in the group behind him. He is mean-spirited, and people don't like to talk to him. As a result, he always gets into the group discussion with a book, teasing this and that.

Once again, I pulled the girl's hair, saying that the pimples on the girl's face looked like a clown's red nose, and I was crying out of anger, so I went to tell the teacher.

The homeroom teacher was very angry and deducted ten points from the Flying Tigers. Zhong Teng lost all the points he gained for actively answering the questions for two days.

Every week the group will evaluate the total score, and the bottom three will be contracted to clean up their class on campus.

Seeing that it was going to be Thursday, the other teams strived to be the first, and the score went straight to [-], but their team, alone, scored three points.

These points were earned by Zhao Hu and Zhong Teng by answering questions in class. They could have been the middle class in the class without merit, but now they can only sweep the floor.

Zhong Teng’s active answering of questions is not about showing off, he just found that if he answers questions, Sanzhi will listen more seriously. Every time the teacher asks who is willing to answer questions on the podium, he looks at Zhong Ting expectantly, I can't wait to raise my hand for him.

Naturally, Zhong Teng would not disappoint him, so in less than three days, almost everyone knew his name.

I can recite the ancient poems I just learned fluently, I can do difficult math calculation problems very well, and even my spoken English is much more fluent than the children in the small town.

Coupled with the fact that he is tall and handsome, he has gained a lot of limelight.

Zhong Teng could feel the eyes of the girls in the class following him when he went to the toilet, and he originally planned to keep a low profile in order to keep a low profile.

But he didn't want to be reduced to cleaning.

So everyone looked at Zheng Wei with condemning eyes, even Sanzhi was no exception.

He doesn't understand what these scores are for, but he knows number one.

Zhong Ting has always been the number one, and he and Zhong Ting are also competing for the number one when running.

To him, the first place has a special charm, and the factors flowing in his blood seem to be clamoring for the first place.

But he is too weak, no matter how hard he tries, he can't get the first place in the exam.

Because of the silent condemnation from the group members, Zheng Wei used his anger to cover up his embarrassment. He kicked the chair and angrily said: "It's a big deal, I'll win it back myself!"

Then ran out of the classroom.

Zhao Hu silently pursed his lips, took out the textbook for the next class, and silently recited it.

When he was the group leader, he was trying to drive ducks to the shelves at first, but after a few days, everyone recognized his identity. He was strict with others, but even more disciplined with himself.

The long class break passed, and as the bell rang, all the students in the class were restless, ready to go, looking straight at the teacher, waiting for her to ask questions.

As a teacher, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to see the enthusiasm of the students. She can hardly hide the smug smile at the corner of her mouth.

After explaining the English text, she finally asked questions according to the students' desire: "This text is very simple and practical. It takes 3 minutes to memorize the text. We will find someone to recite it later."

This text is not short at all, Zhong Cheng glanced at it at a glance, there are seventy or eighty words.

As soon as he was about to start memorizing, he saw Sanzhi frowning, covering his ears, chanting words, and he was actually memorizing the text.

He looked at the teacher with complicated eyes: "Course reform, it's really your fault."

Memorizing an unfamiliar English text with 3 to [-] words in [-] minutes is not a small difficulty. Zhao Hu has been mentally prepared before class, and he will be confident.

Time passed quickly, and as soon as the teacher called to stop, many students raised their hands together, including Zheng Wei.

The naughty kid who had just been criticized by the head teacher in the office raised his hand. The English teacher called Zheng Wei's name. Zheng Wei didn't expect to call him. After reciting two sentences, the rest was blank.

The palms of the hands holding the book are sweaty. It turns out that the pressure to answer the questions is so great.

The teacher had no choice but to let him sit down and ask him to recite after class. Perhaps it was because Zheng Wei's nervous appearance made some people afraid. After him, many people raised their hands.

The teacher picked out a few other group members to get up, and seeing that the get out of class was about to end, and there were still some things he hadn't said, he wanted to stop reciting.

Zhao Hu and Zhong Teng put down their hands that had been raised with some pity, and at this moment, Sanzhi raised his hand timidly.

It seems that he is also hesitating.

The English teacher is a stylishly dressed female teacher. She has an impression of Sanzhi. In fact, all the teachers in the office know that there is a beautiful and well-behaved little boy in the seventh grade who suffers from autism. It seems that his intelligence is higher than that of ordinary children. Low, he has been playing with his brother.

Seeing that Sanzhi actually raised her hand at this moment, she immediately called his name: "Zhu Sanzhi, do you want to get up and recite it?"

When Sanzhi was called by name, his legs were a little weak, Zhong Teng held his hand without hesitation.

Thinking of the first one, Sanzhi plucked up his courage, his face was flushed red, he kept his head down, looking at the table, he nodded slightly.

The English teacher could not wait to call all her colleagues to take a look. She suppressed the excitement in her heart: "Then you start."

Zhong Cheng could see clearly that Sanzhi was very nervous, his eyes were full of mist, and his lower lip was bitten red by him.

He looked at Zhong Ting and smiled embarrassedly.

When he heard the beginning, he began to recite in a low voice.His voice was too low, and the class was a little restless at first. The teacher pressed his finger on his lips to signal them to be quiet.

Then he carefully got down from the podium and walked to Sanzhi's side.

You can hear a needle drop quietly in the class, and naturally you can also hear Sanzhi reciting the text in a low voice.

At the beginning, he stuttered a bit, but the more he got to the back, the more natural his recitation became. His brain was like a river blocked by mud. The mud was suddenly cleaned out, and the river finally merged and flowed smoothly.

He thought of Zhong Teng telling him that when endorsing a book, first think about the Chinese meaning, remember the Chinese meaning, and then understand the fixed sentence structure and grammar, and then you will know how to convert it.

He still doesn't understand the sentence structure and grammar, but he can read it once, ten times, or more, and those things seem to be engraved in his mind.

When he hadn't realized that he had finished reciting it, the English teacher took the lead in applauding him with a look of satisfaction on his face. She was not stingy with her compliments. Praising three branches in English is really amazing.

Sanzhi sat back in a panic, covering his flushed face with his hands, his heart pounding.

The English teacher made an exception and added five points to Sanzhi, because it was his first time answering a question. She hoped that other children who were afraid to answer the question could actively perform in her class, and all of them would get five points.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the English teacher walked out of the classroom with a smile on his face, eager to show off to his colleagues.He didn't care about the thousand waves caused by his words.

Zhao Hu smiled happily. He flipped through the class schedule and found that there were still two English classes until Sunday. He turned his attention to Xu Li and Zhang Keke who hadn't answered the question yet, full of anticipation.

The three students with the worst entrance grades could successfully recite the text, even if the children didn't talk about it, the desire to win in their hearts was aroused.

They nodded heavily, ready to burn the boat.

On the way home from school, Sanzhi was so happy that he didn't want to ride a bike, but he didn't want to ride a bike either, so he let Zhong Cheng ride a bike, and he wanted to race against the bike.

Smiling like a bright little fool.

Back home, Zhong Teng told his parents about Sanzhi's performance, and then quietly waited for his parents' praise.

His three branches have really grown up!