With the "protection" of Rorschach's junior squad leader in the class, Chen Yu, the "big demon king of the mixed world", never dared to trouble He Xiao'an, what kind of strange things like the 38th line never appeared on He Xiaoan's table again, but He Xiao'an still suffered from the "yin gun" of this "little bastard" from time to time.
According to He Xiaoan, her long and thick ponytail was pulled like a donkey's tail, and the rubber head flying from a fixed direction could be put together into a whole piece of eraser, Jiang Heming asked He Xiaoan if he wanted him to stand up for her, he even locked himself at home for a whole day and handed He Xiaoan a small plastic bag full of rubber heads The next day proudly showed off the "ammunition" he prepared for her to He Xiaoan, and the intimate kindergarten Jiang Heming prepared a rubber head for primary school student He Xiaoan who could smash Chen Yu for six years, but the "little devil" of Wutong Lane How could He Xiaoan be afraid of the short, thin, and thin-faced Chen Yu in the first grade of Chengxi Primary School, so a "revenge plan" quietly sprouted in He Xiaoan's heart.
Before being at the same table with Chen Yu, He Xiaoan wanted to be Meixue in "Balala Little Demon Fairy", a little girl at this age likes pink and tender things, He Xiaoan and Yu Cheng also had a cold war for several days because of who is Meixue, and now she is at the same table with Chen Yu, He Xiaoan doesn't want to be Meixue anymore, she wants to be a little black magic fairy and turn him into an ugly toad.
Mentioned earlier that Chen Yu is a "little white face", which is certainly not the nickname He Xiaoan gave him. Although he is a little naughty and unreasonable, he is still very delicate, although he is young, he can also see his potential to grow into a handsome guy, Chen Yu is a famous "little white face" in the class and even in the grade.
Faced with a shy little orange that inquired about Chen Yu, He Xiaoan persuaded her not to be deceived by Chen Yu's appearance, this is a complete "black-hearted radish". She also told Yu Cheng about the attack by the rubber head "bullet", and the next day she also received a large package of small paper balls "ammunition" from Yu Cheng.
Back to the topic, the war between He Xiaoan and Chen Yu without gunpowder has begun.
He Xiao'an's revenge inspiration came very coincidentally, one weekend, Jiang Heming came to He Xiao'an to play, Jiang Heming was tired of playing, Jiang Heming fell asleep on He Xiao'an's small desk, and when he woke up, Jiang Heming, who was confused, sent He Xiao'an the biggest laugh of the year, and the words of He Xiao'an's homework written with a pencil were all printed on Jiang Heming's face.
He Xiaoan couldn't help laughing, especially Jiang Heming still looked ignorant, he didn't know that he had become a little cat, He Xiaoan took Jiang Heming's hand and knocked on the door of Sun Tao's Zhang Yang Yu Cheng and Liu Xiaoyu's house, everyone laughed together made Jiang Heming even more confused, the more he was like this, the more his partners laughed, of course it was not ridicule, Jiang Heming is everyone's mascot, and his ignorant appearance is particularly cute, He Xiaoan once said that Jiang Heming is like a big fluffy dog, this inappropriate metaphor was severely reprimanded by his mother, but He Xiaoan's original intention was that he was a very cute boy.
That day, everyone got together to study what words were on Jiang Heming's face, He Xiaoan did not participate, she was a little examiner, and the children who guessed correctly could get a pack of egg yolk pie.
The story goes back to the first class of the year, at noon on a sunny day, He Xiaoan, who seized the opportunity, opened Chen Yu's homework book and put it on his desk, the usual lunch break time came, He Xiaoan generally did not rest, she always found Yu Cheng to go to the playground to play, and Chen Yu had to lie on the table to sleep at noon every day. He Xiaoan kicked the shuttlecock with Yu Cheng in the playground, and while kicking, he thought that he would be able to see Chen Yu with a cat's face when he returned to the classroom for a while, and couldn't help laughing.
But when she returned to the classroom with a proud face, she unexpectedly found that Chen Yu's delicate face was still white and tender, why didn't the words print on his face? He Xiaoan was very puzzled, but she would never know that Chen Yu's pencils were much more advanced than those she wholesaled in the market, and his pencils would not fade. The revenge plan fails.
A semester ended quickly, and the final exams for primary school students were only two subjects of Chinese and mathematics, and the academic pressure of primary school in that era could not be smaller.
He Xiao'an's homeroom teacher's surname is Zhang, she is a tall and thin young and beautiful woman, her son is in the fourth class of He Xiao'an's grade, and Liu Xiaoyu's class, He Xiao'an always looks at Teacher Zhang and is always puzzled, "Why is Teacher Zhang's son as old as me, but she looks so much younger than my mother?"
The first activity is the announcement of the final results.
"This time, there was a student in our class who had the highest score in the grade, and he wrote a very interesting story in the Chinese exam, and the teacher especially wanted to share it with you. Let's start by announcing the score of the student who won first place. He Xiao'an, 100 points in Chinese and 100 points in mathematics. The students applauded, He Xiaoan stood up and bowed to the teacher, and held the mathematics test paper in the teacher's hand, the red 100 points, and the Chinese test paper was still in the teacher's hand.
He Xiaoan walked off the podium and walked to her seat amid the applause of her classmates, and she found that Chen Yu glanced at her, and she didn't pay much attention to it.
Teacher Zhang cleared his throat: "Now, the teacher would like to share with you that the pictures and writing essays of He Xiaoan's Chinese test paper are very vivid and interesting, and I hope you can study hard."
"Look at the picture and write the words... Look at the picture and write words... What?"He Xiaoan recovered from the dizziness of winning the first place, "What am I writing when I look at pictures and write words?" Recalling his small composition, He Xiaoan buried his head under the table, covered his head with a math test paper, and only showed his red ears, Chen Yu next to him had an inexplicable expression, and then pulled He Xiaoan's hair, He Xiaoan did not jump up abnormally to carry Chen Yu on his back, but buried his head deeper. Chen Yu blinked his eyes, expressing doubt.
The picture given by looking at the picture gives a picture of a dog holding a balloon in its mouth, next to a small house with a door sign with a rabbit's portrait on it.
Teacher Zhang's voice jumped from He Xiao'an's head word by word: "The puppy is the courier of Happy Town, and the letters of Happy Town are delivered to the residents through balloons, the blue balloons send bad news, and the red balloons are filled with good news." One day the puppy courier received a colorful balloon that the puppy had never seen such a special letter. On the way to the recipient of the balloon to the recipient of the little rabbit's house, many residents stopped curiously when they saw the colorful balloon, and the little dog walked towards the rabbit's house with his head held high in his mouth. Rabbit saw the colorful balloon and wondered that he had never received such a letter, so Rabbit stretched out his furry paw and pierced it with doubt, and inside the balloon was a picture of Mother Rabbit, and Mother Rabbit wrote the news that she was going home on the back of the letter. The little rabbit cried, and the puppy wondered why the news of his mother's home was a colorful balloon? The colorful balloons are the mother's thoughts and apologies, and the mother's tears and joy.
After the teacher read He Xiaoan's story, the classmates applauded, and when he grew up, He Xiaoan recalled this little essay and couldn't help laughing, as if the writing was not very good, but it was also a little naïve and a little cute. It is always absurd and ridiculous to comment on a child's heart from an adult's perspective, a child has his own world, and a child sees the world from his own perspective.
He Xiaoan slowly poked out her head buried under the table, and for the first time she was read in public, the little girl was a little embarrassed.
The reason why she wrote such a story is because Zhang Yang, He Xiao'an's house and Uncle Ma's house are only separated by a wall, and she often sends things to Zhang Yang at her mother's orders, she and Zhang Yang respectively built a small step on both sides of the wall, and you can see each other when you step on it, and she saves time and effort to complete her mother's task in this way.
He Xiaoan didn't know why her mother took care of Zhang Yang so much, but when she grew up, she faintly felt it.
Zhang Yang lived in Uncle Ma's house very young, she and he were neighbors when they were very young, but she rarely said that she had barely seen Zhang Yang's parents in Wutong Lane, and his parents seemed to have come a few times in the past few years, and they slowly stopped coming. Zhang Yang said that his parents were working hard to make money in order to give him a better life, and that he would go home if he earned enough money, but why did he not earn enough money for so long, and why couldn't he go home if he didn't earn enough? Is it necessary to have money to go home?
He Xiaoan wanted to give Zhang Yang a colorful balloon.
In the applause of the classmates one after another, the link belonging to He Xiaoan finally ended, He Xiaoan's head completely stretched out from under the table, Chen Yu compared a turtle to the action of stretching his head, He Xiaoan stepped on him under the table.
Reading the second place, He Xiaoan noticed that Chen Yu's head next to him was stretched out, He Xiaoan was a turtle that shrunk down, and Chen Yu was a turtle with a probe. He Xiaoan learned Chen Yu's action of laughing at him and also made a turtle stick out his head, good men don't fight with women, obviously Chen Yu is not a "good man", He Xiaoan's white shoes are firmly printed with half of Chen Yu's big feet.
Second place is not him, third, fourth... Finally, the turtle classmate next to He Xiaoan heard his name when he was in fifth place, and his head stretched out and retracted. A pair of people at the same table with flexible necks.
Chen Yu hung his head in frustration, and the naïve little boy didn't forget to raise his head and glared at the girl who won the first place.
"What? Am I finally unhappy for him?" He Xiaoan lay on the table and was secretly cool, it turned out that it felt so good to be the first in the exam. First-grade children know what it feels like to be the first in the exam, He Xiaoan is simply happy because of revenge, his breathing is smooth, and he can eat three bowls of rice when he goes home at night.
"Oh, why is my roll gone, where did my full score roll go, Chen Yu, did you see it?" He Xiaoan grew up and recalled what happened that day, and her scalp was numb with embarrassment, she could never forget Chen Yu Tieqing's face, it was really funny, well, a little white face with a blue face.
He Xiao'an! Here!" Jiang Heming, who was sitting on the side of the road, saw He Xiao'an from a distance, and began to call her name when her figure was still a small black spot, and He Xiao'an, who came home from school, saw Jiang Heming waving at her, and a small white and tender hand waved at her in the air with five fingers.
Jiang Heming was waiting for her at the intersection after school again.
He Xiaoan saw Jiang Heming also waving at him, and thought to himself: Alas, the children in the kindergarten are so idle every day, why do they leave school earlier than me every day, and they can see him here every day, so good and envious.
Jiang Heming was the first child in Wutong Lane to know that He Xiao'an had taken the first place in the exam, and Jiang Heming proudly told Sun Tao and Zhang Yang: "He Xiao'an took the first place in the exam! The first place is the most powerful first place in the first grade!" Yu Cheng and Liu Xiaoyu also sent praise and congratulations. At that time, He Xiaoan didn't have any concept of grades, he didn't learn these two words in his troubles, the sky fell, but the toffee expired, the chocolate melted, Chen Yu bullied her again, and the pressure was just to go home before the meal, and to be scolded by her mother when it was late.
It was a long day, it was clear, the first grade, but only the first grade.
First grade, fortunately first grade.