"Um?"
Principal Li glanced around at the three people in front of him. What does this mean?
What did he miss just now?
What just happened?
For a brief moment, he just thought for a moment about what Yan Feng mentioned, and by the way, he thought about Yan Feng's incomplete fifth child, but still loved music passionately, and he couldn't help but sigh.
People, you need to know yourself and see yourself clearly.
He just thought about it in passing, how to give it to Lao Zhao later.
?
After thinking about it for a moment, Principal Li raised his head and looked not far away.
It seems that it's almost time.
It's almost time to cook lunch, right?
He seemed to be a little hungry indeed.
Do you want to remind Lao Zhao that it is Lao Zhao who will cook the meal for noon today, or he will show off his talents?
Principal Li retreated slightly and looked not far away.
"Uh." Tong Shuai thought for a moment and wiped his face, "The biggest difference between the two children is."
Um? The fallen leaves in Su Qianqian's hand stopped for a moment, and she turned to look at Uncle Tong Shuai who was diagonally opposite. Out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently saw Tong Tong glance at her.
The biggest difference between her and Tongtong? of course.
Ahem, just listen to Uncle Tongshuai.
Su Qianqian blinked her big shining eyes and looked at Tong Shuai diagonally opposite.
What kind of trouble is dad planning to make?
Hearing this, Tongtong looked away from Sora and glanced at Su Qianqian, who was playing with raindrops, and happened to see Su Qianqian glance at her.
Haha, Tongtong couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, this princess in a fairy tale!
She shook her left and right hands gently on her knees, turned around, and looked towards Tong Shuai's father.
Is Tong Shuai having an epiphany? Principal Li looked at Lao Zhao who was chatting and laughing with Wang Jun not far away, and then turned to look at Tong Shuai.
I saw Tong Shuai wipe it off and smile innocently at him.
Principal Li couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, luckily he wasn't his student!
Otherwise, he will regret it for the rest of his life!
What about the good green that comes out of the blue and is better than the blue?
Either he is giggling, or he is holding his chin, who is it?
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wang Jun, who was not far away and was humming a song and beating Lao Zhao's shoulders.
They are all students taught by Lao Zhao.
The difference is too big.
One is tone-deaf and doesn't know himself, and the other is dull and can't talk.
I'm so glad that I'm not my student.
They are both older when they are three years old and older when they are seven years old.
Principal Li counted silently in his mind. He was already thirty and two, and it was too late to train him.
Teachers are like parents.
Forget it, he is not their teacher.
Principal Li curled his lips: "Well, look!"
"Well," Tong Shuai wiped his face and laughed, "They are in different learning environments and receive different educations, so."
Tong Shuai was halfway through his words. He looked left and right at Tong Tong and Su Qianqian, and then fell on Principal Li without saying anything.
"Yeah." Principal Li raised his hand and touched his half-white hair.
Tong Shuai, this lump of wood, must have some sense this time.
Su Qianqian was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Principal Li, and then at Tongtong opposite, just in time to meet her gaze, their eyes met, and they were speechless for a moment.
"So, their personalities will be a little different." Tong Shuai smiled, "They all have different personalities..."
"Character determines destiny?" Principal Li blurted out.
Su Qianqian blinked when she heard this, glanced at Tongtong, and turned to look at Principal Li.
Does character determine destiny? Is this a question or an affirmative sentence?
Tongtong was slightly startled and followed Su Qianqian's gaze towards Principal Li.
Does character determine destiny? Is Teacher Li going to start teaching them philosophy of life lessons again?
Didn’t God only control half of your destiny before, and the other half was in your own hands? We haven’t seen each other for a few months, and it’s sublimated again? God only controls half of you!
That sentence, oh no, that prose, that prose that Teacher Li read to them, is still fresh in her memory.
It was the first semester of fourth grade, September 11th, just after Teachers' Day.
Next door, I was studying in Niujiacun, and suddenly a challenge letter came over. It was a table tennis competition in a friendly league.
The purpose is to prepare for the table tennis competition held in the town in November.
hehe. She clearly remembered that when her deskmate told her to hear the news, she laughed several times.
The wind suddenly picks up and ruffles a pool of spring water!
A table tennis tournament in town? Does it have anything to do with his Niujiacun's friendly competition?
Do you think Niujia Village is the town education office? He just wants to compete? Then they, Liujiacun, are so shameless!
Tongtong snorted and turned his head towards the window. The September sky seemed to be washed by water, blue and dazzling.
It was only when the head teacher informed her of the incident during the class meeting that she realized that it was not a rumor.
That has nothing to do with them, there are so many students in the school.
Besides, there are fifth-grade students standing in front of me.
She raised her head and looked towards the head teacher, met the head teacher's gaze and said something resounding.
"Principal Li, the fifth grade students are learning tasks, so they will not participate in the competition. The third grade students have just changed their class teachers and are not emotionally stable."
ah? Hearing this, Tongtong couldn't help but open his mouth.
Is this what Teacher Li means, to put the heavy responsibility of this competition on their fourth graders?
The class teacher on the podium continued: "Our class teacher has not changed, and our classmates have not changed. Therefore, in this league and the town competition in November, it is our classmates who will come to school to win glory. Come on. "
"Okay." "Great." "We are going to bring glory to the school."
The classroom was abuzz.
Looking at the class teacher on the podium and the blindly optimistic classmates in the classroom, Tongtong couldn't help but twist the corner of his mouth, what a fool.
Niujia Village next door obviously wanted to beat them before the game.
Their Niujia village collectively raised cattle to make a fortune, and the sports equipment in the school village was much more than that in their Liujia village.
She remembered that before the summer vacation that just ended, she took a look again and saw that there were six table tennis tables and four basketball hoops. There are six jumping goats, and they are all new. The shot put is thrown. Looking through the slightly high glass window, there are more than 20, and they welcome...
And what about their Liujiacun School?
There are only two ping-pong tables, and no one cares about them. The cement platform above has been damaged by wind and rain, and there are already potholes where water accumulates. Basketball stand? There are only two basketball hoops outside the school gate.
As for, jumping goat? Ahem, if she remembered correctly, except for the two green jumping goats whose skin had been worn off at all corners, there seemed to be nothing else.
Tongtong couldn't help but curled his lips.
We can only blame the villagers in Liujia Village for not raising cattle and relying on manual farming for their livelihood!
What a difference!
What a difference! Without contrast, there is no harm.
After she returned from studying in Niujiacun, she felt a little heavy. On the way, she met her math teacher, Principal Li.
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