Teaching and educating people, my goal is to be the most beautiful teacher!

Chapter 134 Greedy

"Something happened at Guo Xiaomei's home. Please pay more attention to her. If she becomes upset, tell me right away, but don't tell other classmates."

Yu Zhaozhao completely believed in Ma Yilin. The boy was mature, smart, and scheming. He was on the same track and field team as Guo Xiaomei. Although he occasionally attended track and field training, he was a good at getting information.

With him helping to look after Guo Xiaomei, Yu Zhaozhao felt much more at ease.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Ma Yilin didn't ask any more questions and went straight to the task.

In fact, everyone knows what Guo Xiaomei's family situation is like, after all, they have been classmates for 6 years.

It’s just that Guo Xiaomei is an introvert and doesn’t like to make friends with others, so she has less contact with students in the class.

Although Ma Yilin didn't ask anything, he had already guessed the general idea and understood exactly what to do.

Yu Zhaozhao waited until Ma Yilin left before she began to revise the composition with peace of mind.

I took out Yang Wei’s first and took a look at it.

I have to say that compared with his previous level, there has been great improvement. With some polishing, it will not be a problem for him to participate in a school-level essay competition.

Fulfill your child’s wish.

Of the two tasks in this sports meet, the first task, the cheering-article task, has been settled, but the rewards have not yet been issued. Xiao Taozi said that they would wait until the second writing task is completed before settling the tasks together.

Yu Zhaozhao then took it out and read Zhang Zhiyuan's composition, and her eyes lit up.

The idea of ​​this composition is very novel. It mainly describes that although he is not a very fast runner, he signed up for a relay race and was not only not rejected but also happily accepted.

There are many essays describing the hard work, unity and cooperation in sports games. Zhang Zhiyuan's essay easily stands out, but it also needs some polishing.

Yu Zhaozhao suddenly saw some hope. The task regarding Zhang Zhiyuan's composition finally had the possibility of being completed!

The other students basically performed stably, but their overall level improved.

Especially Yang Wanying's, no one would doubt that it was a high school entrance examination composition.

Whether it is quoting from classics or the opening or ending, it is definitely the type that graders love the most.

Yu Zhaozhao immediately took out his phone and took a photo as a souvenir. He was looking forward to seeing Yang Wanying in the future! Maybe she would be the top scorer in the college entrance examination! This child is so intelligent.

After class that afternoon, Guo Xiaomei trained with the track and field team as usual.

Seeing that Zhao Zihao had also arrived, he looked at Teacher Wang with some embarrassment.

Teacher Wang naturally understood Guo Xiaomei's sensitive thoughts and shook his head. "There will be a test in two days. You should prepare well and help me gain some face."

Guo Xiaomei nodded vigorously and hurried to the side to warm up.

"Guo Xiaomei, go get me a glass of water. How many laps do you have to run? Are you tired?"

Zhao Zihao habitually told Guo Xiaomei to do some work, and Guo Xiaomei habitually took the cup and went straight to get some water.

Seeing this, Ma Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yang Wei looked at Guo Xiaomei's back as she ran to get water, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. "Fuck! That fat guy from Class 4 is bullying the girls in our class! My fist is itching!"

Ma Yilin knocked away Yang Wei's raised fist and said, "Don't cause trouble for me."

"Brother Lin, how can we tolerate this? Look at how arrogant that fat guy is! He even asked Guo Xiaomei to tie his shoelaces! I'll fucking kill him!"

Ma Yilin smiled and said, "I can't stand it, but I can't cause trouble for Teacher Zhao Zhao.

Think about what Teacher Yu said last time, 'no bloodshed', do you understand?"

Yang Wei shook his head blankly.

Ma Yilin talked in Yang Wei's ear for a long time, but Yang Wei still didn't quite understand. However, he was determined to carry it out.

Brother Lin is smart, so you can always go right by listening to him.

Track and field training has always been boring and hard.

Zhao Zihao couldn't hold on at all, the key was that no one around him paid any attention to him, and every time they looked at him, they couldn't help but roll their eyes and say a few sarcastic words.

Or maybe just laugh at it outright.

Finally... Zhao Zihao couldn't help it and burst into tears.

Teacher Wang discovered the situation in the team very early, but did nothing about it. You bullied my beloved disciple, but I didn't deal with you personally because I am a teacher!

So he directly criticized Zhao Zihao.

Zhao Zihao went home that day and cried loudly.

"I won't go to track practice! They all laugh at me!"

Guo Xiaomei's aunt was furious. "No, you have to go. Didn't you see that Guo Xiaomei was able to go to the provincial experiment just to run? Why can't you?"

"I won't go. I'm so tired! I'm almost dead! Guo Xiaomei won't help me. She's an ungrateful person! Mom, kick her out!"

"10 laps?! So many?" Aunt Guo Xiaomei felt distressed instantly. How could a child who was just over 10 years old run so many laps in a short time!

He couldn't help but wonder if the teachers didn't want Zhao Zihao and were deliberately making things difficult for his son. He was instantly so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Guo Xiaomei! Guo Xiaomei! Come out!"

Guo Xiaomei reluctantly put down the pen in her hand and went to the living room.

Aunt Guo Xiaomei asked loudly, "Why does your track and field team have to run 10 laps at once? Is your coach deliberately making things difficult for your brother? How many laps do you run?"

Guo Xiaomei answered truthfully: "I ran 43 laps today. Zhao Zihao ran 20 laps because he couldn't run anymore. Usually, we run at least laps during training."

Aunt Guo Xiaomei was speechless.

"Is your school professional or not? I'm so tired, running so many laps, but they don't teach me any real skills. The teacher is just making things up!"

Guo Xiaomei wanted to argue a few words, but she wisely kept her mouth shut.

Zhao Zihao took the opportunity to say, "Mom, I'm not going tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, let's not go! I think the teachers in your school are not good enough!"

"That's right! I want to eat fried chicken legs."

"Okay, my dear son, I'll do it for you! I really owe you a debt of gratitude." Aunt Guo Xiaomei tapped Zhao Zihao's head vigorously with her finger.

Guo Xiaomei watched this scene quietly from the side.

Only after the two left did he obediently go back to his room to do his homework.

It's called a room, but there's a curtain next to the bed...

When Guo Xiaomei thought of the scene during the day, she did not feel sad. Instead, she felt infinitely motivated.

I must work hard so that when I grow up and have the ability, I can repay Teacher Zhaozhao and Teacher Wang.

but...

After what happened today, Aunt Guo Xiaomie always felt that she had suffered a loss. Her son did not join the track and field team, and it was impossible for him to go to the provincial experimental school just for running.

Aunt Guo Xiaomei was so happy all day, but the more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.

So I sent another WeChat message to Yu Zhaozhao.

"Hello, class teacher, can you apply to the school for more subsidies? You know, Guo Xiaomei is old enough to eat now.

500 yuan a month, basically it’s gone before I spend it.”

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