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Chapter 2 Snow White World

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    From the first day of school, Mr. Zhang conquered most of the students in the class with his strong enough personal charm.

    This of course includes me.

    All right!  I admit that I am an exquisite follower, that is, I will never stand out among the many students in my class as the No. 1 "legend".

    As the saying goes, "If I can lower my head, I will never lift it up, and if I can shut up, I will never talk nonsense."

    So much so that only the head teacher could remember my name after I graduated later.  Being a student and doing this is considered a complete merit!

    However, since the creation of Pangu, the great creator has firmly grasped the basic theory of "everything, mutual generation and mutual restraint" for the sake of ecological balance.

    So this creates a creature whose survival skills are the exact opposite of mine.  As the saying goes, "If I can stand, I will never sit down, and if I can be late, I will never come early." This kind of students can't wait to get into the eyes of the teacher every day.

    But in the eyes of the teacher, this kind of students are also divided into different types!  Whether it is a beam of "smart" white moonlight or a touch of "naughty" mosquito blood depends on the students' innate genes and hard work.

    Needless to say, this innate gene is naturally good-looking.  You know, since ancient times, no matter men, women, or children, they have liked romantic scholars, handsome ladies, and little dolls carved with jade and other good-looking groups!  As for the hard work the day after tomorrow, it is naturally because of popularity and winking.

    The specific reference method is as follows: before class, always add a cup of hot water to the teacher's thermos cup, and immediately after class, immediately rush to the podium to wipe the blackboard, and then rely on his fair, tender and handsome face to get close to Teacher Xiao Zhang and laugh.  Talk about it and so on.

    Such students often please Mr. Zhang very much. Even if they don't observe discipline and don't improve their grades, Mr. Zhang still caresses their chests with a smile.

    How about it?  envious?  envy?  There will always be no hatred, right?

    Like me, I will not have such emotions, I know that I will never be able to get this shiny skill.

    At most, it means a few words similar to those in idol dramas: "From the beginning to the end, what I hate is myself, myself!" At the end, I shed a few tears of regret.

    Although I often lament that I have grown an elm-headed melon seed and cannot serve Teacher Xiao Zhang, at least there will be one less lament in history that "he Shengliang is born with Yu".  I don't think there will be too many students who want to compete with me for the title of "the first little transparent child in the universe"!

    Unknowingly, the hot and dry summer in the north quietly left, and the bitterly cold winter arrived as promised.

    All the students put on the red thick padded jackets that are standard in the school. Every winter when we are boarding at the school, relying on this bloated thick padded jacket, we can often spend the whole cold winter warmly

    On this day, the first snow of this winter came, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell in a hurry.

    After the first class in the morning, a dull atmosphere enveloped the whole class.  This break is often the most sleepy time for the students. Most of the people in the class are lying on the desks limply, enjoying the short but sweet nap time.

    "It's snowing, it's snowing," Zhu Gui, the intelligence officer and weather reporter of our class, broke the silence with his exceptionally unique shrill voice.

    Everyone felt sleepy for a moment, and they all wanted to lie on the window to feel the breath of the first snow in winter. Some students even opened the window eagerly, and stretched out their hands to try to catch a few pieces of the thousands of snowflakes.

    Suddenly the class bell rang. This class is Teacher Xiao Zhang's English class.

    First, Mr. Zhang's step -by -step exclusive background music "噔噔 噔 噔" crispy in the open corridor.  It seemed to be reminding everyone in the class.  "Sister Zhang" is here.

    Everyone rushed back to their seats in a swarm.  On the way, I was sitting on the edge of the aisle against the wall and felt the strong wind brought by the students passing by me: the paper on my desk seemed to be blown by a big breath, fluttering  fell to the ground.  But I picked up the paper in a daze, and was shocked when I looked up and saw the neat and uniform class.

    After the whole life-threatening English class, after the careful teaching of the kind math emperor teacher, it finally came to the wonderful time for inter-class exercises.  After a few lessons, the snow on the ground is enough to "not do exercises between classes".  So I excitedly pushed Celine who was sleepy next to me.

    "Celine, Celine, let's go out and play in the snow!"

    She had no choice but to "patiently" accompany me out to enjoy?The snow-white world is now.

    After leaving the teaching building, I immediately grabbed a small handful of snow from the table outside and stuffed it into the back of Celine's neck.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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