Lao Gong is a crybaby

"Isn't this Sang Ran from Class [-]?" Chen Qiao saw Sang Ran looking around her class as soon as she went upstairs, "Who are you looking for? I'll call it out for you."

Sang Ran shook her head, "I'm not looking for anyone." After speaking, she walked towards the end of the corridor.

Chen Qiao curled her lips into a smile, no wonder she didn't look for anyone. When she entered the classroom and saw that Tan Minze was not here, she understood everything.

"You copied your homework! I'm going to tell Viagra." Chen Chen came in through the back door, and saw Lin Xiangxiang who was writing vigorously.

When Lin Xiangxiang saw Chen Chen, it was like seeing a savior. He immediately grabbed his forearm, "Chen Chen, lend me your homework to copy. Sang Ran's handwriting is so ugly that I can't read it."

Chen Chen raised his eyebrows, "No."

Lin Xiangxiang pouted, "Good Chen Chen, please~"

Chen Chen slapped his hand away in disgust, "Can't you stop flirting? Your image is inappropriate."

Lin Xiangxiang knelt on Sang Ran's seat, "Chen Chen, class is only [-] minutes away, if you don't save me, I will be cut off by Viagra."

"Look at your promise, take it and take it."

Lin Xiangxiang got the homework and opened his broad chest, "Brother, give me a hug."

Chen Chen jumped back and looked at him vigilantly, "Get lost! You fucking gay."

A classmate passed by and teased the two of them, "Chen Chen, has the sports committee harassed you again?"

Chen Chen: "He is gay."

Lin Xiangxiang sat back on his seat with a face full of shock, "You actually said that the manliest man in Class [-] is gay?"

"Are you still copying or not? If you don't copy it, return it to me."

"Copy and copy." Lin Xiangxiang honestly started to make up his homework.

Luo Dawei came down from the teacher's apartment with his math textbooks in his arms. He inadvertently glanced at the backs of the students under the tree. He raised his wrist to check the time. Class was about ten minutes away, so he kindly went over to remind him.

"Student, class is about to start, why are you still here?"

Tan Minze was startled unexpectedly, got up quickly, bowed to Luo Dawei, grabbed his schoolbag, and walked away quickly.

"Wait!" He also taught mathematics in Class [-] this semester, and he remembered this boy who always sat in the last row without speaking.

"Tan Minze, right?" Tan Minze stopped on the spot, turned his back to him, and nodded nervously. He didn't understand why the teacher stopped him.

"I'm going to Class [-] for evening self-study, let's go together."

Tan Minze followed him obliquely tremblingly. Luo Dawei couldn't laugh or cry. Many students were very restrained in front of the teacher, but he was too restrained.

"Have you finished your homework?"

Tan Minze responded in a low voice, "Well..."

Luo Dawei changed the book to one side, stretched out his arm and put it on Tan Minze's shoulder affectionately, embraced him, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? The teacher can't eat people, boy, be generous."

"Hmm..." Tan Minze was a little apprehensive, but unexpectedly he didn't dislike Luo Dawei's touch.

This is why Luo Dawei likes school. In such a small place, there are so many children with different personalities. They are as lively as Sang Ran, and they can be loved by everyone when they come. They are introverted like Tan Minze, but they are still lonely after almost a year. Being alone, he doesn't think any character is more noble. He likes to deal with different children, like to understand their thoughts, and likes to watch them grow up and change a little bit.

Sang Ran leaned back against the low wall of the corridor, leaned her elbows back on the handrail casually, and glanced at the stairs from time to time. He had been standing here for more than half an hour, and Tan Minze hadn't appeared yet, but she didn't want to let him know. He sent a message to ask where he was, and he was still worried about Tan Minze crying because of such a trivial matter. He obviously didn't do anything special, and his crying made him seem like he was bullying him.

Luo Dawei: "Hurry up and go to class."

Tan Minze nodded and turned into the classroom, Sang Ran was surprised, how could Tan Minze be with Luo Dawei?

"Sang Ran, the bell is ringing soon, why don't you enter the classroom?"

Sang Ran stopped him, "Mr. Luo, why did you come up with Tan Minze?"

Luo Dawei looked at him curiously, "You can, it's only been so long, and you even know Tan Minze."

Sang Ran is serious, "After all, he is a man who wants to be Cuihua's dominance. Naturally, he has to know who is under his command."

Luo Dawei couldn't help laughing, and suddenly slapped him on the head, "Cuihua Yiba, dare you say it, he's about to enter the classroom."

"Oh..." You haven't answered my question yet...

Lin Xiangxiang flicked his sore wrist, "At the same table, are you constipated? It's been so long."

"You're constipated. I'm standing outside on the street."

Lin Xiangxiang showed a humble expression, "Yo~ Did you pick up the guest?"

Sang Ran sighed, "Hey, the world has changed, and a handsome man like me can't even accept guests."

Lin Xiangxiang raised his black eyebrows and lowered his voice, "Is it because you are too fast?"

"You're so fast, I can stand for three days and three nights."

Lin Xiangxiang patted Chen Chen and Yang Mu on the shoulders, "Squad leader, Chen Chen, did you hear that? This kid said he can stand upright for three days and three nights."

Chen Chen smirked, "There is no evidence for what you say, why don't you dedicate yourself to the Sports Committee and let Sang Ran prove it to us."

Lin Xiangxiang slapped him on the head, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck you, brother Lin, you seem to be someone down here?"

Chen Chen looked at Sang Ran again, "Then..."

Sang Ran said immediately, "It's impossible for me to be below."

Yang Mu: "Why are you discussing this topic so seriously?"

Sang Ran: "..."

Lin Xiangxiang: "..."

Chen Chen: "...Squad leader, what you say is always so cruel."

"Dingling—" the class bell rang, and Chen Chen and Yang Mu turned back.

Luo Dawei: "The mid-term exam is coming up next week. I won't be lecturing tonight. Everyone will review by themselves. If you have any questions, please ask me. The class representative will collect all the homework from last week."

Lin Xiangxiang put his head on the pile of books dejectedly, "Hey... I'm probably going to be cool off for the midterm exam."

Chen Chen leaned on the seat and read comics, mocking: "You are [-]% cool, not half."

Lin Xiangxiang blew on his hair, "Chen Chen, can you have some sympathy?"

"A macho doesn't need sympathy."

He stretched out his hand and shot Chen Chen in the head.

"Ah! Are you sick?" Chen Chen rubbed the back of his head and stared back at him.

Luo Dawei looked up at them, continued to correct homework, and said unhurriedly: "Students who failed the midterm exam in mathematics need to add more homework."

There was wailing in the classroom.

"Ah! Isn't it?"

"Viagra...don't do this."

"I'm going to cry……"

Lin Xiangxiang cried with a sad face: "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Chen Chen gloated, "It deserves it."

Lin Xiangxiang grabbed Sang Ran's arm and begged bitterly, "At the same table, you must save me!"

"How to help?"

Lin Xiangxiang flipped through it for a long time, and took out a brand new math book that didn't even have a name written on it, and spread it out on Sang Ran's desk, "Teach me."

The corner of Sang Ran's mouth twitched, "Give up the treatment, it can't be saved."

Lin Xiangxiang squeezed tears hard, "At the same table..."

Sang Ran was helpless, "I can teach you, but one week is too short, whether you can pass depends on how much effort you put in, but even if you fail in the middle, if you study hard, you can pass in the end."

"Is there no quick fix?"

Chen Chen turned his head back, "Sang Ran, just leave him alone, he won't be able to persist. He used to ask me and the squad leader to teach him, and he couldn't even sit still for a long time."

Sang Ran patted his prickly head, "Good boy, you should honestly do the homework assigned by Viagra after you get your grades in the midterm."

Lin Xiangxiang took back the book and lay down on the table in despair, "I choose to die."

Sang Ran flipped through the book absently, where did Tan Minze go before class?

"Sang Ran." His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Luo Dawei's voice.

"Come up."

Lin Xiangxiang suddenly came back to life, "At the same table, did you commit a crime?"

Almost all the students in the class looked back at him curiously.

Luo Dawei: "It's none of your business to read your own books carefully."

Sang Ran walked up in a daze, Luo Dawei pointed at his homework with a pen, and said in a low voice: "Look at what you wrote, the teachers in other subjects have told me many times, they basically rely on guesswork to correct your homework. Yes, you were in No. [-] Middle School before, and the teacher didn't raise this issue with you?"

Sang Ran: "I mentioned it, they will know my handwriting after a long time."

Luo Dawei: "... From now on, you will give me a handwriting practice every day. You don't need to write very well, as long as you can write clearly one stroke at a time."

"Oh……"

"Go down."

Sang Ranyan babbled back to his seat, he didn't hate many things, except practicing calligraphy.

Lin Xiangxiang grinned, "At the same table, what did Viagra tell you?"

"He asked me to hand in a handwriting exercise to him every day."

"Ouch! I need to do more homework, and you need to practice calligraphy. We really deserve to be at the same table." Xueba suffered with him, and Lin Xiangxiang not only felt balanced, but also faintly happy.

Sang Ran: "Heh!" He reached out and took out a homework book in the drawer, tore up the drafts of the first few pages, and prepared to use this to practice calligraphy.

Lin Xiangxiang looked at his skillful movements: "Are you so poor? You can't use homework to practice calligraphy."

Yang Mu silently handed back a square book to Sang Ran.

Sang Ran: "Give it to me? Thank you, monitor." He took over the brand-new notebook, blushing with joy, "I didn't expect to see people using this kind of notebook these days."

Chen Chen: "Our monitor is practicing calligraphy every day."

"Really? Cow!"

Sang Ran joyfully wrote her name on the cover in two or three strokes. When she turned to the first page, she suddenly didn't know what she was going to write.

The barrel of the pen was turning between nimble fingers, and Lin Xiangxiang suggested, "Just write your name on one page."

Sang Ran sat upright and wrote the word "Little Dumb" stroke by stroke in the small square, once, twice...a whole page.

Lin Xiangxiang frowned tightly together, and said in a very sure tone: "At the same table, I'm sure, you must have a dog in your heart, tell me, who is the little mute?"

Chen Chen leaned back steadfastly, Yang Mu studied carefully and remained motionless.

Sang Ran answered him solemnly, "You are right, the little mute is just a puppy."

"Tch, I thought it was the person you like." Lin Xiangxiang played with his mobile phone in disappointment.