I signed up yesterday, and today I received the book. After receiving the book, Xiaoxi and the others were going to put it back on the desk. Since they entered the first grade, they have to prepare their own desks. Xiaoxi's desks were still carried back from my aunt's house. They were vermilion red, half-open-covered and hung the lock. In this way, the book was packed inside and locked the lock, so that they don't have to recite the book every day, which is troublesome and tiring.

When they went up to the second floor, the office, the second grade, the first grade, and the third grade and the fourth grade on the left. Since they had not moved the classroom yet, Xiaoxi and their desks were still in the original classroom, so the three of them walked towards the second grade classroom on the right with their books in their arms.

When passing by the office, Xiaoxi saw through the open door that a man in his fifties was sitting at the desk at the door. He was very scholarly and held a folding fan in his hand and shook it gently. It was still a little hot now. He was slightly bald, his hair was combed backwards, and his white short sleeves were washed, and his whole body was filled with a comfortable atmosphere.

Next to the man was a boy about the same age as Xiaoxi. He had a red T-sleeved shirt, making his face look whiter and cleaner. He was lying bored on the desk and pretending to sleep.

Xiaoxi knew that this was the new teacher, whose surname was Zang, and the little boy was his grandson, named Zang Hao, and they would accompany him through the third and fourth grades.

Teacher Zan was Xiaoxi's first teacher. He was very talented. He was just as good as the basic courses of Chinese and mathematics. He could also write calligraphy and paintings, and they were all good. He was gentle in dealing with people, generous in dealing with others, and was very friendly.

Locking the book into the desk, putting the stool upside down on the table, and pushing the table to the third-grade classroom. Zhao Juan helped Chen Yubin push her desk, and his grandfather carried it from home in the morning to the classroom.

When passing by the office, Teacher Zan was gone, and Zan Hao sat in the original position with a folding fan and fiddled with it casually.

Move the table to the classroom and help clean the classroom, and the few people go home.

Although I have published several books, I can’t go to "Ideology and Morality" and basically only take mathematics and Chinese classes. Now there are more, practice calligraphy.

Not long after the start of school, Teacher Zan showed Xiaoxi and the others the calligraphy they had practiced for many years. The dragon and phoenix danced, and the strength was so strong that they could work hard. At a glance, they could tell that they had put in a lot of effort.

Then the student bought a brush and ink and practiced two brush calligraphy every day, which he wanted to check.

Brushes are very cheap, 50 cents a piece, and ink is one piece of 51 bottle. Teacher Zan also taught them how to save paper and use a book repeatedly. The first time to do homework, the second time to play grass in blank spaces, the third time to write brush calligraphy, and the fourth time to write brush calligraphy in the gaps.

I was quite excited to write brush calligraphy on the first day, because Xiaoxi has never written brush calligraphy since Teacher Zan did not teach her, so this is the time when I hold the brush again after more than 20 years.

In fact, Xiaoxi still wanted to practice good calligraphy, because when he was in junior high school and college, others had strengths, such as hard pens, chalk calligraphy, and painting, but she didn't. She liked calligraphy, but she only had one word, lazy, and didn't stick to it.

After returning home, I took out the brush and wrote the remaining brush words first. After finishing my homework, I took the brush and planned to wash it. There are two small puddles with a radius of one meter on the road beside the vegetable garden of Xiaoxi, which are connected one after another. Because if the water on the mountain wants to flow into the pond in front of Xiaoxi, I have to pass here, so the water in these two puddles flows all year round, always full and very clean.

The surroundings are covered with yellow thorns, and the water is flowing, so it is very cool. It is very hot in the summer, so Xiaoxi likes to brush shoes and wash two simple clothes here. So Xiaoxi takes a used brush and carefully cleans the ink on the brush in the puddle below.

In addition to the brush calligraphy assigned by the teacher every day, Xiaoxi also added two big characters to himself, and he insisted on completing it every day, so he made rapid progress, and gradually the brush calligraphy was written in a certain way.

Another point that Xiaoxi likes Teacher Zan is his class method. As long as the homework is assigned to do this class, he will correct it on the spot after you finish your homework, and the rest of your time is to take free classes. Moreover, as long as the students don’t understand anything, you can ask you to explain the questions.

That day, after finishing his homework, Xiaoxi gave the notebook to Teacher Zan to correct. Since no one has finished it yet, Xiaoxi waited for him to finish it before going back with the notebook. As expected, it was all right.

"Chen Yuxi, tell me this question." After returning to the seat, Luo Ting next to him stopped Xiaoxi.

"Oh, which one?" After putting the notebook back to his seat, Xiaoxi possessed herself and looked at Luo Ting's math book. Because everyone was doing homework at this moment, Xiaoxi pressed the sound low and felt a little uncomfortable, because no matter how small the voice was at this moment, it seemed abrupt in the classroom.

"I've been doing this for a long time, but I still can't do it." Luo Ting pointed to a question and said with great distress.

"Oh, let's take a look. A train drove from Place A to Place B at 5 a.m., and drove 120 kilometers per hour as planned and arrived at Place B at 3 p.m., but the actual arrival time was 5 p.m., and 2 hours later. Ask how many kilometers the train actually drove per hour?"

At this time, Pu Xiaoli, who was holding a book beside her, heard Xiaoxi talking about this question, and hurried over. She walked around the classroom and wanted to find someone to tell her about this question, but she was busy with her own things, and she was embarrassed to disturb her.

Pu Xiaoli's arrival did not attract much attention from Xiaoxi. Looking at Luo Ting, who was still confused, Xiaoxi explained patiently: "You see, you do this first, then this will come out."

Seeing Luo Ting's sudden realization, Xiaoxi still missed a word, "Do you understand?"

Luo Ting nodded suddenly and looked at Xiaoxi's excitement, "I understand, I understand, thank you Chen Yuxi!"

Xiaoxi returned to her seat after nothing happened. At this time, several students handed over their homework books and spoke, so the classroom was no longer quiet. After the period, several students took books to ask her questions.

When get out of class was about to end, Teacher Zan sent out the corrected homework book, took Pu Xiaoli's homework book, and said in confusion: "Pu Xiaoli, you wrote this question correctly before, why did you make mistakes afterwards? You still write it in complex? I said, you can't do homework, so you should ask others for good learning."

Pu Xiaoli stood up noddedly and said carefully: "Teacher, I just asked Chen Yuxi, that's what she told me."

Teacher Zan looked at Xiaoxi in confusion. Chen Yuxi’s homework just now was correct, why did he even explain it to others wrong?

Hum? When asked me, Xiaoxi said she was confused. "Teacher, I didn't explain the questions to her." She remembered clearly that she had never explained the questions to Pu Xiaoli.

Seeing that Xiaoxi refused to admit it, Pu Xiaoli said hurriedly: "It was when you were just explaining the question to Luo Ting."

Xiaoxi glanced at Luo Ting next to him and suddenly realized, "Teacher, I was telling Luo Ting this question, but I didn't tell Pu Xiaoli. Moreover, Luo Ting's question was done correctly."

Seeing the teacher looking over, Luo Ting nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, Chen Yuxi was telling me this question, and Pu Xiaoli was listening at the time." As he said that, he turned his homework book to that page to show Teacher Zan, "This question was taught by Chen Yuxi, and I answered it correctly."

Teacher Zan looked at it and found that it was true. He walked to Pu Xiaoli's desk and returned her homework book to her. He said helplessly: "People should be serious when giving questions. Look, the same person should be the same question, if someone else does the right thing, you do it wrong, now, be serious next time."

Pu Xiaoli took the notebook carefully, and she didn't dare to come out. The stream spitted out turbid air, what's the matter!

Xiaoxi was changed seats, and in groups of four, she was sandwiched in the middle.

I didn't want to be summoned by someone after finishing my homework early, so Xiaoxi lay on the table and wrote slowly.

"Squeak..." Hum? Xiaoxi stood up and saw that it was Zang Hao, who was carrying his stool and squeezing between Xiaoxi and his deskmate. It turned out that he was here to tutor his deskmate. He didn't take it seriously and went back to continue his homework.

A small voice came from my ears, "Chen Yuxi, why haven't you finished it yet?"

Xiaoxi looked up at him and found that he looked at his eyes with a smile. He quickly turned around and said calmly: "Oh, I'm writing a little slow today." After saying that, he continued to do his homework, and the sound of him explaining math problems in detail came to his ears.

Although the hand writing did not stop, the stream's thoughts had already flown away.

At that time, Xiaoxi was attracted by Zan Hao because he was very clean, including his clothes, eyes, face, and smile. He didn't look like a child in the countryside at all, some of which seemed to come from the county town, but indescribably, his family was in the next village.

It was the same at that time. He took advantage of the time he was tutoring his classmates for homework. He just chatted with him, and he kept laughing at him. At that time, Xiaoxi would think about how he was doing with him (please forgive her for being precocious, and she had watched too many TV series).

But in autumn, he had a habit of holding a few soaked green persimmons in his schoolbag every day.

Every morning before class, Xiaoxi would see him holding a green persimmon and chew on it. He thought how much he liked to eat persimmons! And looking at the persimmon's green skin, it felt hard and crispy. Please forgive her for not eating persimmons. Xiaoxi's family has no persimmon trees, and the persimmons have never aroused her interest. However, because of Zan Hao, she was more interested in this green persimmon during that period.

But one day, he didn't chew persimmons because he gave them to Hong Hong in his class. The next day he took one more, one with Hong Hong. On the third day, Xiaoxiba looked at him taking one more and let himself taste the taste, but it didn't.

Xiaoxi was very angry. While hooking up with him (smiling at her and taking advantage of the topic to get to her), she also hooked up with Hong Hong (save her persimmons).

After being injured, Xiaoxi decided to stay away from him (actually, Xiaoxi refused to admit that she ate for that bite).

As he thought about it, he moved a little bit aside, so he might as well stay away from him. Zanhao watched Chen Yuxi move a little bit outside and then move a little bit, and he was puzzled. What is this for?
Chapter completed!