80 fierce wife is a bit sweet

County middle school.

When the bell rang, Zhou Qi, like everyone else, was writing furiously.

He sat in the front row, because he was the shortest boy in the class because of his height.

But he didn't know that Chen Lu's family had a lot of hands and feet in the county school in his previous life, so he put the tall and strong Lu Zhengkang in the first three rows.

In this life, something happened to Chen Lu's family, and the related households in the county school were afraid of being implicated when they found out, and they didn't dare to do it blatantly, so they had to put Lu Zhengkang in the bottom three.In addition, when Ren Haiming went to the school to conduct investigations, he recited the book for Zhou Qi. Everyone thought that Zhou Qi was the nephew of the police officer, and they dared not ignore him.

The most important thing is that Zhou Qi in his previous life had a grudge because of the fact that his mother was killed by Chen Ergou. Lu Zhengkang's small report was disliked by his classmates, and he was hated and hated by his teachers. The situation intensified and broke the jar.

In this life, the mother is fine and the family is complete.He has the motivation to struggle, and he also has a dream that is close in front of him and far away in the sky.

He has to work hard.

Before the exam, he received a letter from the girl, and she made a bet with him that each of them would be No. 1 in the grade of the school.The loser will cook a delicious meal for the opponent.

He secretly rejoiced, for him, no matter whether he wins or loses, he is satisfied.

In this life, everything is different.

Three rows later, Lu Zhengkang was scratching his head and scratching his head, thinking hard, but he couldn't think of anything, and he let out a long sigh.

When the teacher passed by Zhou Qi, before reading the answer sheet, he saw Zhou Qiqi's rough draft on the board, which was neat, beautiful and orderly.Just by looking at the content of the draft, you can judge that you have answered the questions well.The teacher smiled and nodded and left, walked to the back, saw Lu Zhengkang's appearance, no need to read the answer sheet and draft paper, his brows were already frowned.

The bell rings.

The long and short exam was over, and the students rushed out of the classroom cheering.

The two friends climbed onto Zhou Qi's shoulders and asked the questions and answers, all based on Zhou Qi's standard. They were rejoicing and lamenting at the same time.

Lu Zhengkang was dissatisfied, but when he heard that everyone was biased towards Zhou Qi's answer, his heart began to turn cold.

This first semester, because of his own bad habits, he didn't study hard for a few days because of his own bad habits and various kinds of fuss. In fact, the topics were not difficult for him, but he just couldn't calm down, especially after seeing Zhou Xiaobang, who looks like a sloppy ghost, is getting more energetic every day, and is more popular with his classmates and teachers than him. He is completely different from his state in the town, and he feels even more uncomfortable in his heart. He can't control his emotions. thunder.

Damn it, he is not reconciled, it shouldn't be like this!
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On the other side, Provincial Middle School.

At the end of the morning exams, all students were detained and asked to turn in previous gossip photos.

"This photo cannot be hidden. If it is discovered that it is hidden, it will be dealt with as a violation! Students, you must abide by the school's regulations, otherwise you will fail in conduct and will be dragged down in the future high school entrance examination. Also, those who report can get extra points .”

Hearing this, the little girls and boys were a little scared, and most of them handed in their private photos.

Lu Yao sat on her seat, not moving.

She kept the photos she got from Chen Shuihong, because the photos are the clearest and can be kept as a souvenir.

The dean glanced at Lu Yao, then stared at Lu Yao, "Lu Yao, where are your photos? Hand them in."

Lu Yao stood up with an innocent face, "Director, I only took two and gave them to my mother. I don't have any here!"

The dean didn't know what to say, two deep lines of law appeared from the corners of his straightened mouth, and he looked at Lu Yao for three more seconds before going to another class to issue a deterrent order.

As soon as the person left, Lu Yao opened the flip-top desk, looked at the photos in the pencil case, and snickered.

There was a head sticking out from the side, with a look of surprise, she hurriedly made a hiss.

Liang Mingli called from the door of the classroom, "Lu Yao, it's time for lunch."

"Come on, Mom!"

Liang Mingli was not alone, she even took Lu Min by her hand.

The preschool class ended a week ago, and it is already a holiday.Lu Min is used to going to school. Seeing that her sister still has to go to school, and she can still eat the welfare of two eggs, she insists on going to school.The adults couldn't persuade her, so Lu Yao thought of a way and put Lu Min in the school library, doing homework, drawing, playing with toys, and making three chapters.If he doesn't finish his homework and still makes trouble, he will be sent back to his grandparents' home as a left-behind child.

The little guy didn't quite understand what "left-behind children" meant, so he felt bad, so he raised his hands and agreed to "trial for three days".

At lunch time, Liang Mingli took the children to eat together, also intentionally protecting the two of them.

During dinner, Jiang Qiu also brought Chen Shuihong to the cafeteria. When friends met, they would always blush and say a few words.

"You are a bad aunt, you are a bad sister, we don't talk to you. Hmph!"

Amidst the taunting and sarcasm, Lu Min's little milky voice suddenly came out, with a straight-forward style, cutting right into people's hearts.

But he couldn't argue with a little doll, and there was constant laughter around him. Jiang Qiu was so angry that he said "the whole family is not well-bred", and pulled his daughter away.

Seeing that his mother and sister didn't stop him, Lu Min clenched his fists, frowned, and hummed, "Bad auntie, bad sister, you've been beaten away, you've been beaten away! Hoho, we won the victory—"

He posed a standard Bruce Lee pose on the spot, which made everyone around burst into laughter.

As soon as she sat down, Lu Yao stuffed her younger brother with a big chicken leg and praised her, "Baoyu, your fighting power has exploded today, and you will continue to work hard in the future!"

"Hoho, keep up the good work!" The little guy punched his fists and took a bite of the chicken leg, looking so cute.

A circle of mother fans were attracted on the spot, chatting and laughing around them, and the previous photo turmoil seemed to fade away.

Lu Yao also took out her own private photos and showed them to Lu Min.

When Lu Min saw it, he was very excited. He waved the photo around, and was spotted by the dean who just came over for lunch.

The director stared, "Student Lu Yao, where did you get this photo?"

Lu Min was stunned, and reached out to point at his sister.

Lu Yao pulled out her younger brother's little finger and pulled it towards Liang Mingli.

Still innocent, "Ah, my mother showed it to me and my brother just now."

Of course, Liang Mingli wouldn't take this kind of excitement and demolish her son and daughter. She could only say sorry to the director, "Director, I think I have to leave a piece of evidence."

The dean's face turned foul, "You, you mother and daughter are really..."

Lu Min suddenly cried out in dissatisfaction, "Sister, why is there no Baoyu? I sat on the hand-held swing of Xiaobang brother and sister. Here, here, there should be Baoyu. Mom, mom, Baoyu is in it. My sister is bad. My sister hid Baoyu. It's a fake, Baoyu doesn't want this one, but Baoyu's one."

The little guy pouted, dropped the chicken leg and didn't eat it, put his hands on his chest, and put on the standard "I'm very angry" posture.

Lu Yao was overjoyed, her brother is strong enough, this big chicken leg is not in vain.