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Seeing Zhang Yingxuan's face gradually flushed, the justice partner Su Xiangli decided to use the skill: Lu Zhengkang flew!

"Quickly, sing!"

Lu Zhengkang shook his head, he didn't like to do repetitive things.

Su Xiangli pursed her mouth and stood up, "A vine in front of Amen..." She actually repeated it completely, the lyrics and tune were correct.

When she started to sing, other children sang to the beat, but compared to when Lu Zhengkang led the singing, the scene was much messier. Zhang Yingxuan on the stage suddenly lowered her head, hurriedly ran down, and shrank into the class. corner of.

Qiu Qiongzhu was puzzled, "Why can't he come, his position is here..."

Su Xiangli didn't finish singing, but she stopped singing. She turned to look at Zhang Yingxuan. The young man was lying on the table with his head buried between his arms, his little suit trembling slightly.

Lu Zhengkang pulled Su Xiangli back to his seat. At this time, the head teacher introduced himself to Zhang Yingxuan on the stage, and then called No. 15 to the stage without embarrassing Zhang Yingxuan. Lu Zhengkang got up, slipped out, and ran to a seat beside Zhang Yingxuan.

Lu Zhengkang gently hugged the boy's shoulders, "Xuan Xuan, dumb? How are you?"

Zhang Yingxuan turned his head slightly and rushed his teary face towards Lu Zhengkang. He sobbed incoherently, "Am I very useless?"

Lu Zhengkang looked around. No one paid attention to this place except a few teachers. So he took out a small handkerchief from his jacket pocket. The plain square towel was soft in texture. He wiped Zhang Yingxuan's face and blew his nose.

"It's okay, you're great. They don't listen anyway, as long as the few of us know you." Lu Zhengkang comforted his little partner awkwardly.

On the 16th, Qiu Qiongzhu came on stage, and Su Xiangli also came to Zhang Yingxuan, not talking, just trying to show a worried expression, just like her mother, the little girl actually didn’t understand what caring was in her heart, she just hoped to do something. Let Zhang Yingxuan become that cheerful little handsome guy in a suit again.

Zhang Yingxuan put his hands on his face, this is subconsciously imitating his father. He has seen his father sitting on the sofa more than once, with his face buried in his palms, his body arched, silent, the light of the projector shone in the dark. Bright father's body, his vague outline is like a solemn sculpture or a tombstone.

But Zhang Yingxuan's hands were too small, he could only hold half of his face, which seemed a bit funny. Lu Zhengkang relaxed when he saw that he was adjusting himself.

When Zhang Yingxuan put his hands down, he was the honest little staid again. It's just that the eye sockets are still a little red, and the eyes are wet, like a bright lake in the morning mist dispute.

Su Xiangli's eyes widened, what kind of magic is this?

Qiu Qiongzhu on the stage talked to himself, and regardless of the noise of the children off the stage, he stepped down after speaking, not at all procrastinating.

Classmate Qiu squinted her eyes and raised her face. She couldn't see any emotions. She walked to her place and sat down to find that the friends had shifted their positions. She stood up in a panic and ran to Lu Zhengkang to sit down. .

Lu Zhengkang gave her a thumbs up, "Nice! (Like!

Qiu Qiongzhu also replied, "Gracias! (Thank you!

Lu Zhengkang is stunned, can she speak Spanish? Can you still play? !

Surprised!

...

At the end of the day’s course, Lu Zhengkang had some aftertastes of afternoon tea, saying it was afternoon tea, but it was impossible to really drink tea for children. They drank high-calcium low-fat pure milk with a 20g piece of tiramisu. Two walnut crisps and a few milky teeth sticks.

In the era when the means of production are extremely abundant, diligence and frugality are still a good social trend. Children can eat clean meals. Each of their meals will be backed up and recorded. By then supplying them on demand can further reduce waste.

Lu Zhengkang was still the kid who ate the most.

They all say that eating is a blessing, but the teachers are still worried about Lu Zhengkang's weight problem. A life teacher repeatedly asked Lu Zhengkang if his stomach is full, but Lu Zhengkang was not embarrassed to continue eating.

The unlovable classmate Su Xiangli laughed at Lu Zhengkang for being a big rice bucket without hesitation.

Lu Zhengkang flushed with anger, "Why are you innocent out of thin air, can your body grow like a rice bucket? I just ate a little bit more, so why did I become a rice bucket..." Incomprehensible words such as learning and physiology made the friends laugh, and the dining hall was full of joyful atmosphere.

When leaving school, Lu Zhengkang, Su Xiangli, Qiu Qiongzhu, and Zhang Yingxuan walked together. Lu Zhengkang walked in the forefront, Su Xiangli was on his right, Zhang Yingxuan was half a position behind him on his left, Qiu Qiongzhu honestly followed behind Zhang Yingxuan and Lu Zhengkang.

Su Xiangli pulled Lu Zhengkang's sleeve, "You perform another one."

Lu Zhengkang was helpless, "Which one?"

"That's it."

Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath and sighed slowly, "No."

"Come on, one more!"

"...Okay, just once." Lu Zhengkang felt humiliated, and then his body was stunned, "Why are you innocent out of thin air! Can the thing of growing your body be called a rice bucket? I just eat more A little bit of'billion'..."

"Hahahahahaha!!!" Su Xiangli smiled so much that he could only live on hearing aids for the rest of his life.

Zhang Yingxuan exclaimed, "As expected of Lu Zhengkang, I searched it just now, and Lu Xun said this paragraph."

Lu Zhengkang erred, "It can't be regarded as what he said, I am a model for him to speak."

"Cool! (Cool! × 3

The little brother waited at the door. The strange thing was that the parents were reluctant to give up in the morning, but the robots who picked up the children after school were basically robots, which caused some little boys to feel wronged.

The robot of Zhang Yingxuan's house is black and red with a middle-aged male voice called Mr. Bai.

It's really the same line, even the expression is (??_ゝ`).

Qiu Qiongzhu's robot is blue and white with blue and white color~www.readwn.com~ mechanical electronic sound, very punk sense, it is a rare five-type test version on the market. It's called TT Tsai, and this naming style is not under the Baiyang Yangzheng style.

The capsule train can't fit four children and four machines, so they agreed to go home together and plan to take the city air rail.

The nearest empty rail station was on the edge of the school district. It took half an hour to walk, so I took the bus first. After making an appointment at the station, a flying bus arrived within ten seconds.

Public transportation in the city is free. Lu Zhengkang likes this. Although it is not expensive to take a bus, it takes a while to get on the bus or scan the code. It is very anxious for a group of people to slowly swallow, especially It can make people feel depressed even on rainy days.

The first half of the carriage is for people to sit, and the second half is for robots. Lu Zhengkang's current 2235 bus can accommodate up to 20 people and 40 robots.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival was on the 17th. Several senior students in the car were discussing holiday trips, while the adults mentioned the city-wide screencast performance.

Su Xiangli: "Lu Zhengkang, will you come to me during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Lu Zhengkang was lazy, "Not good."

"Huh! Do you want to eat moon cakes I made myself?"

Qiu Qiongzhu silently raised his hand, "I, I..."

Lu Zhengkang: "Hey, do you really know how to make mooncakes? I doubt your craftsmanship."

Su Xiangli sniffed, picked out the phone gallery, and motioned to Lu Zhengkang to look carefully.

In the picture, the light is clear and clear. On the white dining table, there is a round black-glazed plum-blossom saucer. Three white waxy snowy mooncakes with the word "Fu" pattern are piled on the white table.

"You did it? Okay, I accept your invitation!" Lu Zhengkang's mouth was bald, and he almost didn't leak his saliva.

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