Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

The two of them worked hard all day long and still hadn't eaten.

Song Pan'er pulled Li Rui and strode towards the cafeteria.

Maybe it was because she was injured from hunger when she was a child, or maybe it was because she was growing taller, but Song Pan'er couldn't stand being hungry now, and she would get flustered when she was hungry.

"Song Pan'er, why are you playing riddles with the principal? Why did the principal believe you after you clicked a few times?"

Li Rui kept chattering and leaned back to prevent Song Pan'er from pulling her away.

"Oh, you will know this after studying in the evening. Hurry up and leave. I'm hungry and I want to eat."

"Yeah, it's a starving ghost."

After Li Rui said this, she followed Song Pan'er's pull and started running forward.

Song Paner smiled. Haha, the bowl of longevity noodles in the previous life did not reach my stomach. I really starved to death.

It doesn't matter whether people are made of iron rice or steel, Song Pan'er just ordered a large bowl of food worth one yuan and a half, and she was full.

Li Rui held a small meal worth one yuan with a look on her face that said, "You're a pig."

The afternoon classes went on as usual. Except for Ding Min's boastful remarks from time to time, which was a bit annoying, everything else was fine.

After dinner in the evening, Song Pan'er went to the phone room again, called her grandma and chatted about home affairs.

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't wait to go back to the classroom.

I don't know whether Ren Mei was lucky or unlucky. When Tang Zhiqiang came, she happened to be lazily back from outside.

The school stipulates that when students study in the evening, the class teacher must watch them in the classroom.

Although this rule is somewhat strict for class teachers and they are protesting, this rule has not been abolished yet.

Ren Min explained a little guiltily: "I went to the toilet."

After explaining, he changed his appearance to a gentle one and said with concern:

"Principal Zhiqiang, are you here tonight? It's been too hard. Have you had dinner?"

Tang Zhiqiang turned a blind eye to her and opened the door directly into the classroom.

Ren Mei stamped her foot angrily. This principal is really a piece of wood. Isn't he in a hurry to get a wife? You are in your thirties, why are you still so clueless?

"Teacher Ren, come in."

Tang Zhiqiang had been in the door for a long time, but when he saw that Ren Mei hadn't followed, he shouted loudly.

The voice was so stern that the students all looked up and looked ahead in fright.

Ren Mei was startled, threw away all her thoughts, and entered the classroom hesitantly.

"Teacher Ren Mei, who wrote this composition?"

Tang Zhiqiang slapped the manuscript paper in his hand on the lectern and scolded him with a cold face.

"Ah? This is written by classmate Ding... Min."

Ren Mei glanced at Song Pan'er suspiciously, did this brat really dare to file a complaint?

"Give me another chance. Think carefully before answering. Whose essay is this?"

"It belongs to classmate Ding Min."

Ren Mei didn't hesitate at all this time. She was sure that Song Pan'er had no evidence, and she could tell her that she was lying. Anyway, she asked her niece to memorize the essay by heart, so she was not afraid of being confronted face to face.

"Okay, you are very kind. I didn't expect that you, a black sheep, would sneak into the teaching team of our school."

Tang Zhiqiang slapped the desk angrily, and the students in the classroom were frightened into silence.

"Principal, you can't just listen to other people's words. Did someone say something to you?"

Ren Mei glared at Song Pan'er and argued meaningfully.

Tang Zhiqiang didn't listen to her sophistry, glanced around and asked:

"Where is Ding Min? Stand up and tell me what you wrote."

When Ren Mei heard what Tang Zhiqiang said, she immediately became energetic.

"Ding Min, hurry up, stand up and recite it again."

Ding Min was really not very courageous. After standing up, his legs were shaking and he started to recite:

"The title of the essay is 'Campus Beauty'"

"Okay, take it and read it."

Tang Zhiqiang disliked her for reciting it too slowly and pushed the manuscript paper on the desk to her.

Ding Min felt better this time and started reading smoothly.

"My school - Railway No. 1 Middle School.

It is a campus with beautiful scenery, especially in early spring, the white plum trees in the snow are the most fascinating.

There is an ancient poem from the Song Dynasty that puts it well: "The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall, so the poets put aside their writing and commentaries." '

Looking forward to the coming of spring and looking forward to the departure of winter. Both plum blossoms and snowflakes think that they have all the beauty of spring, and neither one is willing to admit defeat.

The children gave the answer directly, reciting the sentence: "Plum plums are three cents whiter than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum blossoms." That's all.

......"

"Okay, that's it. Read to me the first word of each line at the beginning."

Tang Zhiqiang interrupted her.

"I am Song Pan'er."

As soon as Ding Min finished speaking, before she could react, Ren Mei's face turned completely black.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the classroom, breaking through the roof. The students in the last few rows slapped the table, screamed, and ran around all over the floor.

Tang Zhiqiang did not stop them and said, "I will announce the result of your punishment at the teachers' morning meeting on Monday." ', then opened the door and left.

Ren Mei looked at the students in the room who were laughing at her, slammed the door and ran out.

“Song Paner Niu B”

“Song Paner Niu B”

......

This sentence echoed one after another in various places in the classroom, and finally came together.

Several classes next door heard a loud sound of "Song Pan'er Niu B".

The whole class is happy except Ding Min.

"Stop, stop, stop shouting, I thank you all. Hurry up and go to self-study!"

Song Pan'er broke away from Li Rui, who was holding her and shaking her like crazy, and stood up, clasping her fists and holding her hands.

Yan Bin led the students in the back row and gave him a fist salute.

"As you command, Heroine."

"Hahaha"

The classmates burst into laughter.

In the gaps between laughter, Ding Min's loud cries can occasionally be heard.

Song Pan'er didn't beat up the lost dog. She mainly dealt with Ren Mei today, and Ding Min, the toad, was insignificant.

Ding Min didn't go back to his dormitory at night. He didn't know whether he went to sleep in Ren Mei's dormitory or went home on leave.

The atmosphere in the dormitory without Ding Min was extremely lively.

"Hey, Pan'er, tell me, why are you so good at writing essays? Tell me how to do it. If you get a perfect essay score of thirty points, I will get ten points in return."

After the elder sister in the dormitory poured the foot-washing water, she came back and ran to Song Paner's bed to ask for advice on writing skills.

"That's right! I'm not tall either. Sometimes I go off topic, so I get a charity point."

Other students also joined in.

Song Pan'er sat up smoothly.

She looked around at her roommates and said, "Talent comes from talent and cannot be passed on to others."

"Ah! Song Pan'er, you bad guy."

"Pfft~ Why are you as stinky as the squad leader!"

"Sisters, take care of her..."

Song Pan'er was attacked by a group of people, and finally had to surrender with tears in her eyes and beg for mercy.

"Haha...I was wrong, don't yell at me, I said what I said..."

But no one bought it. Although they stopped, they changed the topic.

"I don't want to hear it anymore. Talent is indeed a big advantage. Now I want to know, do you have to hide your name in every composition?"

The eldest sister let go of Song Pan'er, crossed her legs, and changed the question.

Song Pan'er wiped away her tears from laughter and answered honestly: "No, just this time, if she continues reading, the words 'I don't like Ding Min' and 'Idiot high heels' will follow."

"Pfft~ You're really good at it."

"Haha, you really know how to play."

Song Pan'er: "Anyway, Ren Mei will definitely not use my composition. I write it to vent my feelings."

"By the way, being able to play is also my talent."

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