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Mi Yang looked at the textbook on his desk, on which his name was written: Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao pushed a piece of paper over and asked him to write a few words to see. The corner of Mi Yang's mouth twitched, and he took it over with his left hand and wrote two words stroke by stroke. It was Tang Xiao's name, with a little stroke. There are many, plus I deliberately looked up and wrote while reading, the fonts are crooked.

Tang Xiao frowned and said, "Are you left-handed?"

Mi Yang nodded, he used to write good handwriting, and his right hand has almost been practiced within a month. Although it is not as smooth as before, it can be seen from the traces that he has practiced for many years and is waiting for his right hand to recover. Almost, Mi Yang changed to holding the pen with his left hand.He had never used his left hand before, and it was quite interesting to practice from a young age, and the characters he wrote in this way were not outstanding among a group of children.

Tang Xiao asked him to write another "language", and Mi Yang wrote it as he said, which was a little better than before, but only a little bit.

Tang Xiao was probably a little disappointed. He felt that this little writing-loving deskmate didn't write very well, and couldn't share his homework for him. He quickly lost interest and turned around to sit back and flip through the books for class.

Mi Yang breathed a sigh of relief, sat upright and began to listen to the class.

For Mi Yang, the third grade course is still as simple as a child playing a game.But he has just skipped a grade, and he always has to get used to it for a while before preparing for the next step, so Mi Yang tried his best to act like a good student, sat upright to listen to the class, raised his hand occasionally to ask questions, and wrote homework seriously with his left hand.

He sat a bit back, and the classmates in front of him were taller than him, but Mi Yang didn't care at all, he could see it by tilting his head, and he could follow him without looking at it, after all, it was a class for elementary school students.

Tang Xiao's curiosity about him comes and goes, especially when he sees that his left hand writing is getting better every day, his attention slowly shifts to Mi Yang, and sometimes he will hug him shoulder to shoulder and praise him as a "little boy". genius".

Mi Yang's arm was pressed by him, his hand was unstable, and the tip of the pencil in his hand broke with a "click". He looked up at Tang Xiao, wanting to act like an adult looking at a child, but he He was too young, when he raised his head and opened his eyes wide to look at people, he seemed to be wronged and kept silent, especially those dog-like eyes, lowered slightly, which made Tang Xiao feel embarrassed. .

Tang Xiao touched the tip of his nose, gave him one of his own pens, and said, "Use mine, who still uses pencils now, I'll use this mechanical pencil for you, it's still 0.5 lead, it's very thin... ..."

Mi Yang shook his head and said, "No, I have it."

He started sharpening the pencil again with a pencil sharpener, but Tang Xiao didn't listen to him, took the Chinese pencil in his hand, gave him his own mechanical pencil, and said, "Just take it and use it, it's not much Money." He saw his little deskmate from the first time he came in, carrying an old military satchel at home, stationery and other things were the cheapest, and he had never seen him bring snacks twice , Tang Xiao automatically made up a poor and pitiful image in his brain, and saw that other people sitting there were very obedient, and unconsciously included in his territory, feeling that the little deskmate had to be covered by himself.

Mi Yang had no choice but to continue writing with that mechanical pencil. It was too thin, and it looked a bit ugly when it was written big.

Tang Xiao was quite satisfied, and while sharpening the pencil for him, he praised: "Not bad, you've made great progress. I can see that you can do my homework for me after practicing like this for two weeks."

Mi Yang: "..."

How bad is this little brother's handwriting, and he can even boast such words.

Mi Yang looked up, and Tang Xiao's homework book was just opened, and he wrote a typo and was punished by the teacher to copy it a hundred times. The same word on it can be seen in a hundred ways, each of which is ugly and unique. .

Mi Yang thought to himself, he had to practice his handwriting quickly, otherwise it would be too shameful if he really had the same handwriting as Tang Xiao.Tang Xiao's writing is not as good as Young Master Bai's writing!

When school was over, Bai Luochuan was waiting for him at the door. They couldn't enter other classes casually, so they stood at the door and asked for help to call Mi Yang.

Tang Xiao and the other older kids had to play wild together after school. He stood up with his schoolbag and saw the neatly dressed young master at the door, so he winked at Mi Yang and said with a smile, "Hey, Yang Yang, your brother is here to pick you up." is you."

Mi Yang immediately packed his schoolbag, took his things and went to the door to go home with Young Master Bai.

When Tang Xiao passed by in the corridor, he asked them, "Do you want me to take you back? I rode a bike today."

Bai Luochuan held Mi Yang's hand, stood in front of him and said, "No, I have a car."

Tang Xiao shrugged and said, "That's fine."

After leaving the campus, when Tang Xiao went out with a group of friends to buy snacks at the school gate, he saw a jeep approaching from afar. The guard came down and waited for 2 minutes before walking over to pick up the two children With the schoolbag in his hand, he took them into the car and drove away.

The children next to him gave a "wow", and a fat man next to Tang Xiao who was eating plum powder said to him: "Hey, brother Xiao, do you see that? That is Young Master Bai, and his house has been there since the beginning of school. The guards came to pick me up in a car, what an honor!"

Another asked: "Who is following? Are there two children in his family?"

The little fat man said: "How is it possible, since they are all only children now, the child following him must have played well with Young Master Bai!" He licked his mouth, making Hua Meifan grin his teeth sourly, "I'm so envious, I'm sure There are so many good things to eat!"

"Haha, who is like you, you know how to eat every day!"

Tang Xiao frowned, "Mi Yang's family lives with him."

The little fat man was surprised: "Ah? That's Mi Yang, the one who skipped a level?"

Tang Xiao nodded, but he was no longer interested in talking, so he bought some chocolate and other snacks and took them away.

At this moment, Mi Yang was sitting in the car, being checked over and over while being held hands.

Bai Luochuan asked, "Why are your fingers red?"

Mi Yang said: "I didn't pay attention when using the pencil. I'll be more careful next time." This is a bad habit of his. The posture of holding the pencil with his fingers is not very good, and it is easy to grind calluses.

Bai Luochuan was still checking there, Mi Yang simply stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of him, saying: "It's really all right, no one bullied me."

Bai Luochuan snorted, thinking that today's inspection is over.

Mi Yang was not in a hurry to visit his home this time. Cheng Qing was admitted as a nurse. He worked a lot of overtime these days, and sometimes he had to work the night shift. His dinner was delayed by two hours, and sometimes he caught up with Mi Zehai and got busy with work. It is not uncommon to have a piece of bread for supper.Mi Yang will now go to Young Master Bai's house to do homework with him, and then miss a class or two of Teacher Wei's class, and then go home around eight o'clock.

Eight out of ten times, Mrs. Bai would stay and feed him. When he was around, Young Master Bai ate extra deliciously, and the number of times he returned the bowl increased a lot.

Mrs. Bai was happy to see it, and even tried to make delicious food for them.

Today I still stayed at Bai's house for dinner. After the meal, I put down the small bowl, and Teacher Wei took the two children to the study on the second floor, where they started studying at a small desk.