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Chapter 31 Rainy Days, Mom Will Sing This Song
Lao Wang casually picked up a piece of chalk and glanced in Jin Xiaodong's direction.

Suddenly his right arm snapped back, and then he threw it forward violently.

A white light flashed, as fast as lightning.

"Ah~~"

With an exclamation, Jin Xiaodong already had a white flower tint between his brows.

Compared with the painful blow, the most deadly thing is actually the deterrent effect.

Jin Xiaodong was so frightened that his heart almost burst on the spot, and the originally noisy classroom fell silent instantly.

Old Wang breathed out calmly...

After 30 years of diligent practice, this magical skill of throwing chalk has finally been practiced to the level of proficiency!

"You bastards, I don't even know how to say hello to you!"

"Jin Xiaodong was shortlisted this time based on his real skills. Of course, there is also a lot of luck in it, but he definitely didn't copy it."

"Besides, how did you copy this composition?"

"Memorize it in advance?"

"If you can guess the composition question, I, Lao Wang, will be the first to be convinced. Even if you find a composition and memorize it in advance, I will give you a thumbs up."

"Stop introverting! Isn't it good to be consistent with the outside world?"

Having said that, Old Wang paused.

The face that had been tense just now unconsciously revealed a look of joy like a villain's success.

"Hehe, do you know how many students were shortlisted in class (5) this time?"

Lao Wang stopped as if tantalizing.

"With the composition strength of class (5), there are probably 4 of them, right?"

"Look at Lao Wang's shyness, there must be fewer students than our class, I guess there are three."

"Well, I guess there are also three."

……

"Ahem", Old Wang cleared his throat, "(5) Class only has two students shortlisted this time!"

When I saw Zhao Ying in the office just now, her face was livid as if she was constipated, and the powder on her face was stuck in the creases of her skin.

Damn Ganni, it's so fucking relieved!
At that time, Lao Wang almost couldn't hold back and danced to the disco.

Alas, such an exciting moment of happiness has to be restrained desperately.

Facing a class of students now, Lao Wang still tried his best to suppress his smile.

Being a teacher by example is not a burden!

How fucking annoying! !
The students, however, have nothing to worry about.

The tide of applause and cheers instantly flooded the entire teaching building.

These bastards...

Damn, it's good to be young!
"Now, let's invite these four students to come on stage and read their shortlisted essays for us. I just want to take this opportunity to study hard. How should an excellent essay be written?"

"You four, who will come first?" Lao Wang looked towards the shortlisted group of four.

Jin Xiaodong raised his hand, "I'll come first."

Lao Wang made a big move, "Very well, come up."

Jin Xiaodong strode to the podium and picked out his own paper.

"Ahem, the title of my composition is - "There are hemorrhoids in this world, they need to be cured!"."

A tsunami of laughter almost knocked off the roof of the teaching building.

"Papa papa", Lao Wang picked up the blackboard eraser and slapped it on the podium.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

"Zhuangzi said that the Tao is in the excrement! Even the most unbearable things contain the [Tao], let alone hemorrhoids?!"

"Using hemorrhoids, the most disdainful thing in the article, can be unique and make people's eyes shine!"

"This is what makes Jin Xiaodong's composition so good, you all should study hard!"

Students, suddenly became quiet.

Although they are frivolous, they are not stupid.

What Lao Wang said, they all naturally got it.

Indeed, the entry point of "hemorrhoids" is so tricky, how did Jin Xiaodong think of it? !

Can't help secretly giving birth to a heart of reverence.

"Jin Xiaodong, go ahead."

Jin Xiaodong immersed himself in reading...

Amid Lao Wang's continued excitement and the students' drowsiness, the bell for the end of get out of class finally rang.

Lao Wang was still unsure, and called the composition quartet to the corridor.

"It seems that the effect of the composition seminar last time was very obvious. This weekend, we will strike while the iron is hot and hold another one!"

Lao Wang hit the air with a powerful right uppercut.

"Ah, no, it's going to open again?!"

The composition group of four immediately withered.

Lao Wang's eyes turned fierce: "Damn it, I've helped you guys get fired up, don't be so sluggish, okay! The essay finals are coming up next week, cheer up and sharpen it before the battle!"

"Oh." The four replied weakly.

"The ultimate battle with that woman is about to begin. Do you really want the teacher to eat noodles upside down?"

Jin Xiaodong stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose: "To be honest, I really want to see it. I just want to know, can the noodles go into the stomach?"

Lao Wang slapped Jin Xiaodong on the head: "Stinky boy, you will know if you try it yourself!"

…………

In the afternoon, Tang Yimo went to the bookstore outside the school.

The bookstore is quite large, walking slowly between the rows of bookshelves, smelling the faint fragrance of ink in the nose.

Also a treat.

After picking out a copy of "Creative Composition Contest Works Collection", after paying the money, and just about to leave the store, Tang Yimo found out depressingly that it was already raining heavily outside.

Tang Yimo was holding the book, standing by the door of the store, looking up at the gray sky with broken pearls and broken jade.

The sound of crashing rain filled my ears for a moment.

With such a heavy rain, if he ran back to the classroom, his whole body would definitely be drenched.

But if we wait, we don’t know when the rain will stop.

Tang Yimo sighed lightly.

After waiting for a while, I was really bored, so I stretched out my right hand to catch the raindrops falling outside the door with the palm of my hand.

The cool and gentle touch splashed in the palm of the hand...

Suddenly, I remembered a song my mother liked, "Silent Rain" by Meng Tingwei.

The popular songs of my mother's time had simple and pure melodies, and simple and catchy lyrics.

So Tang Yimo could sing after listening to it a few times, and he knew the lyrics by heart.

[Standing on top of a skyscraper]

【Through the quiet glass window】

[It's raining outside, but it's silent]

【After much loneliness, I never want your company】

【Who would believe that I am so brave...】

Perhaps, it was the sound of the pattering rain, which was so heartfelt that Tang Yimo sang this song softly without knowing it.

She didn't know if she sang well or not. Anyway, when she sang, her heart was clear, and she felt as one with the sound of the rain.

"You like this song too?"

A soft baritone voice rang in the ears.

Tang Yimo was slightly startled, and then blushed.

His clumsy singing...was...overheard?
Turning his head to look, Tang Yimo was stunned immediately!
Li Zheyu! !

Li Zheyu nodded gently at him, with a faint smile on his lips.

Huh? !

Today's Li Zheyu...

Why is it not cold at all? !

Seeing that Tang Yimo didn't answer his question, Li Zheyu didn't ask any more.

He walked to the position beside Tang Yimo, looked up at the sky, and said leisurely:
"My mother used to sing this song every rainy day."

(End of this chapter)