Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

Before Li Muhua could figure out where to start, he saw two people walking arm in arm in arm in front of him.

One is fat and the other is thin. The fat figure looks a little familiar from behind.

"Zhu Maomao, Tao Yong!" Li Muhua shouted, then jogged and walked in a row side by side with the two of them.

"Do you know what happened to Bang Geng yesterday? He came back to the compound dirty and covered in wounds, and even when his mother asked him, he refused to tell her."

As Li Muhua spoke, Zhu Maomao and Tao Yong could not help but freeze. Just as they were about to speak, Li Muhua continued, "Later, his mother came to my house and asked me what happened. I guess it must be the gang of hooligans who blocked Bang Geng on his way home from school every day and beat him up."

"Do you think so?"

"I guess so!" Tao Yong answered directly, and then said indignantly: "These little hooligans are too bad. Not only do they rob people, they also beat people up every time. I have been beaten by them too!"

Zhu Maomao also nodded vigorously. If Li Muhua had not already determined that it was just those four minnows who did it, he would have been fooled by their superb acting skills.

"That's good. It seems I was right." Li Muhua quickened his pace and left the two behind. He only heard the wind:

"Bang Geng's mother has already called the police. The police will definitely be able to catch these hooligans this time..."

Listening to Li Muhua's words, Tao Yong and Zhu Maomao couldn't help but look at each other, with a strange look in their eyes. How could they clear their suspicion now? That must be to let the gangsters really beat them up!

As for how to get the gangsters to clean up the mess, hasn’t Li Muhua already said it?

"I don't know if these two silly boys can understand what I mean." Li Muhua glanced back with the corner of his eye, looking at the two people standing there after listening to what he said, and couldn't help muttering.

"Forget it, forget it. These are all unexpected surprises. It doesn't matter whether I can beat up Bang Geng or not." Li Muhua muttered and no longer paid attention to what was behind him.

Walk forward with big strides.

"My fortune-making paper plan is more important now!"

Soon Li Muhua sat down at the desk, holding her chin with her left hand, twirling a pencil with her right hand, and muttering, "What should I write first? It would be best if I could make some money now so that I don't have to worry about buying notebooks and pens in the future."

He only has one dime now, which is not enough to buy a pencil and an exercise book. Naturally, he has to find a way to make money first!

"To be on the safe side, it would be better to write red, a wreath under the mountain?"

Speaking of red, the first thing that Li Muhua thought of was this movie. When he first saw this movie in his previous life, he was shocked. One can only say that the author was really brave to write it and the director was really brave to shoot it.

"But we haven't fought back against Vietnam yet!"

Li Muhua said as the pencil in his hand spun rapidly: "Why don't we write the Sword of the Dragon Saber first? I've watched Li Yunlong's novel quite a few times, and I remember most of the plot.

You can write the graduation speech from the Military Academy as the first volume, and then release the second volume after 20 or 30 years.”

Thinking of this, Li Muhua couldn't help but sit up straight.

If it is really written like this, what a beautiful thing it would be. I am afraid that it will eventually become a monument in literature, an ending that spans twenty or thirty years, real or unreal!

Li Muhua just did it. She took out a brand new exercise book from her messenger bag. Looking at the childish cover, Li Muhua became conflicted again.

"If I send this kind of exercise book for elementary school students or a novel written in pencil to a publisher, will they really read it?"

"Forget it, this is my condition. You can watch it or not. If they don't watch it, it's their loss. I wrote these to kill time in class!"

Muttering to himself, Li Muhua didn't hesitate any longer and directly spread out the exercise book.

"Shasha~~"

The tip of the pencil slid across the paper like a dragon or snake, and Li Muhua quickly immersed himself in the memories of the sword. This time, Li Muhua did not hold back when writing, and all of it was the hard pen calligraphy of Mr. Lu that he had practiced in the future, and it was worth all the calligraphy he had spent so much time on.

Time passes quietly——

Only when the pencil tip became "dull" would Li Muhua frown, raise his right hand and flex it, then sharpen the pencil twice before continuing to write.

This strange scene quickly attracted the attention of Xiao Baozi, who sat at the same table.

"Li Muhua, what are you writing?"

Li Muhua turned her head when she heard this and saw the little bun sticking his head out slyly. She quickly covered the exercise book with her hands to prevent her from looking at it, and warned fiercely:

"I'm writing in my diary. Let me tell you, anyone who reads other people's diaries will get stye. It's ugly. Anyone who is far away from you can tell that you have read something you shouldn't have read!"

After hearing what Li Muhua said, and how she was guarding her so closely, the little girl turned her head back. "If you don't want to read it, then don't read it. Who wants to read your diary?"

"It better be!"

Li Muhua glanced at her warily, then looked up at Xu Ming on the podium. Seeing that he was still reciting the text aloud with his neck stiffened, Li Muhua lowered her head with relief and continued writing.

Although Liu Xu said with disdain, seeing that Li Muhua had been writing for such a long time and was still so afraid that she would see the diary, she felt itchy in her heart like a cat being scratched. She would wait until the get out of class was over and Li Muhua left the classroom before she would secretly read it.

"Dangdang~~"

After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, Li Muhua glanced at the little kid who had been secretly glancing at her, stood up very quickly, put the exercise book in his arms, and then strode out of the classroom.

As soon as he walked into the school toilet, Li Muhua subconsciously covered his nose. He thought that the public toilet in the alley outside the compound was smelly enough, but it was not even half as bad as the school toilet.

There are always some little bastards whose buttocks are crooked. Looking at the "bomb" next to the squat toilet, Li Muhua frowned unconsciously and had to change another squat toilet. This is the case.

After changing several positions, Li Muhua finally unbuttoned his pants.

"How can students concentrate on studying in such a dirty campus environment? The principal and Xu Ming are so confused. The Labor Glory Commando should be sent here!"

Li Muhua muttered quietly: "Where is dedication not dedication? I write red books in class, that is to enrich people's spiritual world, Banggeng sweeps the toilet here, that is also a practical solution to the school's dirty and messy sanitation problem.

There is absolutely no distinction between high and low, I am doing this for the good of my classmates!"

After comforting herself, Li Muhua began to think of ideas again.

Unfortunately, he had just gone to the office to find Lao Xu yesterday, and he had been a little out of character in class recently. Li Muhua could only think carefully about how to persuade Xu Ming.

Raise the Labor Glory Commando’s level of dedication from that of serving the class to that of serving the entire school!

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