Sand Sculpture Cannon Fodder and Overlord's Thousand Layer Routine

Parent meetings are, well, nightmares.

The class exploded in an instant.Although I know that I have to come here once every semester, it still hurts when things come to an end.

Lao Qin raised his voice: "Are you satisfied with the results of the midterm exam? Are your parents satisfied? This parent meeting will mainly talk about the problems exposed by the midterm exam. Especially some students..."

The discussion in the class gradually weakened, and at this moment it had turned into a dead silence.

Most people are trying to recall their dark history this semester, worrying whether the "individual classmate" that Lao Qin said is themselves.

Only a few people are confident that teachers and parents will not make trouble for themselves.

For example, Mu Xiaoxi, he wasn't worried.

After all, he was the first in the grade in the midterm exam that just passed.On the high school campus, the score is the highest, and the score has the final say.

As Mu Xiaoxi thought about it, she couldn't help but cast a glance at Xia Cen next to her.

I don't know what kind of person Xia Cen's mother is?

Xia Cen only said that his parents were divorced, but never mentioned their occupations.People who can live in Jinghuiyuan and BMW grocery shopping carts should be unusual.

But Xia Cen must be the kind of genius child who doesn't need to worry about parents since childhood...

Mu Xiaoxi guessed this trick by instinct.

So the parents will not be anything to be nervous about for both of them.

At noon they go to the cafeteria to eat together.

Today, Mu Xiaoxi finally ate spicy chicken wings, which tasted very delicious.It may also be because he has made up his mind to be good friends with Xia Cen, so Xia Cen sits opposite him and eats together, he is not nervous at all, and talks and laughs with Xia Cen from time to time, so that the students around him can see him What a good relationship with Xia Cen.

Xin Zhao next to him had a frowning face: "Oh... After the parent-teacher meeting, my mother will definitely get angry and confiscate my mobile phone."

Wen He rarely laughed at him: "Then you have to hide our game group so that you don't get discovered."

When leaving the cafeteria after eating, two or three girls stopped Mu Xiaoxi. They came in groups, arm in arm, as if they were cheering each other on.The short girl standing at the front had a red nose, and said as if mustering up her courage, "Mu Xiaoxi, I have something to ask for your help."

Mu Xiaoxi saw that short girl looked familiar, like a girl from Class [-] or Class [-].

There is no way, they have ten classes in the whole grade, no matter how popular he is, it is impossible to know everyone.

"You are..." He couldn't remember the other person's name.

The short girl said angrily: "It's a shame that you are in the same junior high class as me! You forgot my name? How depressing! It's me, Shen Xin!"

"Oh! Shen Xin!" Mu Xiaoxi didn't think of anything about this person, but he still pretended to be enlightened.

Mu Xiaoxi walked and chatted with a few girls, while Xia Cen walked on the other side of him without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Mu Xiaoxi asked.

Shen Xin looked at Mu Xiaoxi, looking past him and looking at Xia Cen from time to time.

She said: "We are art students, in the same studio. You...do you want us to paint your portrait?"

Mu Xiaoxi asked, "Do you want to be a model?"

Shen Xin quickly said: "It's fine to be a model, or to take pictures!"

Mu Xiaoxi smiled and said: "For no reason, how can I ask you to paint a portrait of me."

He has to maintain a gentle, kind school grass image!Besides, do you think he can't see through!In fact, they wanted Xia Cen's photos more, or rather that was the purpose.

Otherwise, why have my classmates been here for so long, they haven't come to him to be a model, Xia Cen has only been here for a few days, and they have come to him.

"Oh, what's the point of embarrassment! We will feel better when we draw handsome guys like you!" Shen Xin joked.

Mu Xiaoxi tactfully refused with a laugh.

"Then, Xia Cen..." Shen Xin asked cautiously.

Xia Cen glanced at her and said, "No need."

"You can come to the studio to play!"

Xia Cen said, "I don't want to go." His voice didn't fluctuate.

Mu Xiaoxi was so cold by him.

The faces of the girls were a little embarrassing, and Shen Xin could only say: "Oh...that's fine...but if you want to take a look, you can come to me."

Mu Xiaoxi rushed ahead of Xia Cen and said, "Okay, I know."

After the girls walked away, Mu Xiaoxi said to Xia Cen, "Are you being too fierce to them?"

Xia Cen said flatly: "In the past, there were many such situations in school."

Mu Xiaoxi understood what he meant, because there are many girls who are active and enthusiastic like this, so they have to deal with it coldly, otherwise it will develop into an entangled relationship.

He sighed: "So it's like this..."

Xia Cen said, "What else? I thought you would have the same trouble."

Mu Xiaoxi, 囧.

Xia Cen's words meant that if he was a handsome guy of the same level and popular as him, he should understand him as a matter of course.Is this insinuating that the gold content of his school grass is a bit watery?

It seems that Xia Cen's black-bellied thing also has the attribute of a poisonous tongue?

Mu Xiaoxi smiled as much as possible, and said, "It's natural! I also have a kind of trouble! But isn't your attitude towards others too indifferent? I always refuse on the premise of not hurting the other person's feelings as much as possible." .”

He found a small moral high ground for himself, although it is estimated that it is only about the height of a small slope.But at least he saved his face in this way, and he can continue to pretend that he is at the same level as Xia Cen!

Mu Xiaoxi thought Xia Cen was going to refute, but he was already prepared.

But Xia Cen just lowered his eyes, silently, not knowing what he was thinking.After a while, he said in a low voice: "Maybe there is indeed something wrong with my character, not just...one person has said that about me."

Mu Xiaoxi was speechless.

Such aloof, mysterious, melancholy, with a wounded heart waiting to be rescued, what else can he say?He just thought it was too bright.

Probably for a person like Xia Cen, his personality doesn't matter at all.Even with his personality, there will still be people who will come forward one after another...

"Then do you want to go to their studio?" Xia Cen asked Mu Xiaoxi.

Mu Xiaoxi replied in seconds: "I don't want to."

Xia Cen said: "Hypocrisy."

Mu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "After all, I didn't mean that."

In the afternoon there are two English classes, one physics class and one history class.

During recess, Mu Xiaoxi was able to chat with Xia Cen casually.However, he concluded that Xia Cen doesn't talk much, and he rarely initiates topics.In fact, he doesn't like chatting with other people in the class very much, and often maintains the most basic dialogue mode.Cope with "thanks," "yes," and "okay" a lot.

And Xia Cen's English should be very good, because he writes fluently, he is not interested in history, and does not take notes at all, but he will not talk or secretly play with his mobile phone during class, he just reads quietly.

Mu Xiaoxi felt that this deskmate was actually pretty good for a person who wanted to study quietly, much better than Xin Zhao.

On the way home from school, they walked together again.

Not far from the school by bike, Xia Cen looked to the side of the road and asked, "What is that?"

Mu Xiaoxi looked along, and there were many students wearing Tiancheng High School uniforms queuing up.

"Oh, that's a milk tea dessert shop. It's the latest one to open, and there are a lot of people queuing up."

Xia Cen said: "Then let's go eat something, I'll treat you."

Mu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "No."

Xia Cen glanced at him: "Why?"

Mu Xiaoxi said: "I have to go back early, my brother is waiting for me at home. I might have to wait in line for half an hour to eat here. I don't have that time. Next time."

Next time, if you don't know when, it means you don't have an appointment.

Xia Cen asked, "How old is your brother?"

Mu Xiaoxi said: "Seventh grade. He's very cute. He's not tall yet. He looks like a primary school student, but I hate it when people say he looks like a primary school student."

Xia Cen said: "Then he is indeed not a primary school student."

Mu Xiaoxi laughed: "But he's really short, I'm afraid he will be abducted by someone putting him in a bag hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

They were chatting and riding, today Mu Xiaoxi only felt that he was home in the blink of an eye.

Back home, Mu Siyun hadn't gone to the night shift today, so Mu Xiaoxi told him about the parents' meeting.

Mu Siyun looked at the calendar on his phone, he was a little embarrassed: "Xiaoxi, what should I do, I just saw the notification from the parent group, my brother also holds a parent meeting on Friday."

Mu Xiaoxi quickly said: "Then go to Xiaofeng's parent meeting, this is his first parent meeting when he just entered junior high school."

Xiaofeng shouted from the side: "No, Dad! Leave me alone! You go to your brother's parent-teacher meeting! He is a high school student, and the college entrance examination is more important!"

Mu Siyun was in a dilemma.Mu Xiaoxi grabbed Xiaofeng's arm, lifted him up, and said with a smile, "Dad, I got the first grade in the midterm exam. Tell the head teacher that you can't come to the parent-teacher meeting. He will be fine."

Mu Siyun looked at his two sons, older and younger, and nodded: "Yes, Xiaoxi is right."

Mu Xiaoxi smiled, the first in the grade, it's cool, it's cool.

Early Friday morning, the air in the classroom was more lifeless than usual.

Because there will be a parent-teacher meeting this afternoon, most people are in a bad mood.

When Mu Xiaoxi walked into the classroom, she immediately noticed that there were almost as many people as usual, but the voice was not as loud as usual.

These poor babies... Mu Xiaoxi thought so, and walked to her seat.

He suddenly froze.

On his deskmate, there were two exquisitely packaged chocolates.Mu Xiaoxi is familiar with this brand, and chocolates are sold by piece, often costing tens of dollars a piece.

Obviously someone knew about Xia Cen's hypoglycemia, so he sent this exquisite chocolate full of love.

In contrast, the few hard fruit candies in Mu Xiaoxi's pocket looked so shabby and rough.

Mu Xiaoxi stared at the chocolate before slowly sitting down.

Li Jing, who was sitting in the front row, turned around to look at Mu Xiaoxi, and said cautiously: "When we came, the chocolates were already placed here. I just asked, and no one saw who put them there."

Mu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Then it must have come early in the morning, or stayed late after school yesterday afternoon, and it doesn't matter if it's because of our class."

He laughed casually like normal gossip.

Mu Xiaoxi felt sad for a while.

Is there any cannon fodder who is more miserable than him?He hasn't seen the shadow of the real card yet, so he wants to compete with passers-by for the favor of the real card?

Ten minutes later, Xia Cen arrived on the verge of being late.

Without raising her head, Mu Xiaoxi pretended to concentrate on reading the notes, and turned her body to the other side, almost turning her back to Xia Cen.

After a while, Xia Cen's voice sounded: "I don't want it, do you want to eat it?"

He was talking to Li Jing.

Li Jing said with a smile: "No, no, I don't dare to eat it. Someone gave it to you. If the person who put the chocolate finds out, you can't hate me."

Mu Xiaoxi slowly adjusted the angle of her body and turned around slowly.

A hand was stretched out in front of him.

Xia Cen said blankly, "Today's candy?"

Mu Xiaoxi then gave him two fruit candies and asked, "What about the chocolate?"

Xia Cen grabbed the two chocolates and put them on the podium.

When the class bell rang, Lao Qin walked into the classroom and was about to give a lecture, when he suddenly saw two chocolates on the podium, he grabbed them and stuffed them into his pockets: "You guys, don't think that I will let you go if you give me some snacks !"