I am a scholar

The first calligraphy class in the afternoon was held in the large classroom. Students from the Xueba class entered the classroom and sat around on a square mosaic table.

They have already taken calligraphy class for half a year, and they are already proficient in what preparations they need to make before the class. They take out brushes, black ink, rice paper and inkstone from their schoolbags.

Chen Muxi made all the preparations, and even helped Tong Tong, who was sitting beside him, introduce the Four Treasures of the Study.

After the introduction, Chen Muxi took the roll call roll. His excellent performance in the past six months has been greatly appreciated by the teachers, and he gradually began to share the work of the teachers. If the teachers failed to attend the class in time for the meeting, he would organize the class.

At this time, the cheerful and melodious class bell rang from the horn, and the calligraphy teacher also came, but today he was followed by a group of people, including their English teacher Mirissa, physical education teacher Cheng Ran, harmonica teacher Jerry and so on.

Chen Muxi immediately stood up, put her little hands behind her back, turned her head forward and shouted in a crisp voice: "Stand up!"

The children around stood up scatteredly and said, "Hello, teacher!"

Every time they stand up and say hello to the teacher, this group of first-grade children will be full of jokes. Some people accidentally kicked down the chairs, some dropped the brushes, and some didn't react and simply didn't stand up.

Chen Muxi rolled her eyes.

I have to be criticized again!

The calligraphy teacher has a slow temper and is very grueling. He can talk with you for a long time when he trains others.

Today is a special case, because many teachers have come. The calligraphy teacher is very face-saving. He smiled lovingly and said, "Sit down, children."

The teachers following behind began to find a place to listen to the class and take notes.

In short, such a sudden public class made everyone feel that it was not interesting.

Can't whisper, can't pass notes.

You can only write seriously.

Even the children in the Xueba class are very eager for freedom. This kind of restraint is really uncomfortable!

While tracing the words, Chen Muxi looked sideways at Tongtong.

At noon, they went to the calligraphy teacher's office to lay the foundation for Tongtong. They didn't know how Tongtong would write.

Good-looking writing has a lot to do with sitting posture, holding a pen, attitude and talent.

Chen Muxi stopped writing without knowing it, and looked at Tongtong intently. His sitting posture was perfect, with his chest straightened out, his head raised slightly, his eyes fixed on the rice paper, very focused, and then he fell down and lifted up with confidence and natural movements.

A vivid word appeared on the paper, looking very cute.

Looking at it, Chen Muxi finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This doesn't look like a word, it's obviously a turtle lying on the paper!

Tongtong scratched his head, as if he couldn't figure out why what he wrote was different from what he thought in his head.

At this time, a slow voice sounded: "Student Chen Muxi, are you drawing flowers?"

Chen Muxi's pen flicked slightly, and when it landed on the paper, the black ink blurred, and it really looked like a flower.

The calligraphy teacher went to Tong Tong again, wondering, "Tong Fu, what character did you write?"

Chen Muxi gloated and said, "Teacher, that's not a word, it's a turtle."

Tongtong's face twitched.

The calligraphy teacher praised: "You really match each other with a flower and a tortoise."

Throughout the calligraphy class, all the children except Chen Muxi and Tongtong were praised, and Chen Muxi and Tongtong's flowers and turtles were also popular in Xueba class.

After class, the primary school bullies immediately gathered around to look at the flowers of their class leader and Tong Fu's tortoise.

Then a large piece of music poured out.

Chen Muxi has a very entertaining spirit, so he joins in the fun, of course he is happy with Tongtong's tortoise.

Tong Tong's eyes were bent, and he smiled.

"Hey, monitor! Class [-] is here." Someone reminded me at this moment.

Chen Muxi saw that many children had gathered at the door, so she took away Tongtong's drawing of a turtle, and waved her hand to order: "Let's go, get out of class is over."

The students in Class [-] and [-] listened to Chen Muxi very much, and immediately picked up their schoolbags and left.

However, half of the people who have just left, suddenly someone from Class [-] and [-] who were waiting silently at the door said, "Why do we have to wait for them to leave before we can enter?"

An admirer of Xueba class whispered: "This is class Yiyi, the best class among our eight classes. My mother really wants me to go in. If I can go in, then she will buy it for me." The toy I want."

"What is Class One and One?" Some people dismissed the top students.

The children were never afraid of conflicts, everyone stopped in their tracks, and the atmosphere froze slightly.

Chen Muxi walked in front of class one and six and said, "Who said just now that class one and one are nothing?"

"It's me, what's the matter?" A child who was taller than Xiao Tong and a circle of fat stood up.

I have to say, in terms of body shape, Chen Muxi still has to look up to him.

How can this work?

Chen Muxi beckoned, asked Xiao Tong to carry a chair, and then stood on it to look at people from a bird's-eye view.

The big keg was a little hesitant about Chen Muxi's actions, and suddenly he was a head shorter, and his arrogance was extinguished.

"I'm the monitor of Class One, let me tell you what's so good about Class One." Chen Muxi raised his chin, and the children under him stretched their necks to look at him, and couldn't help feeling a little proud, but the surface was still very high It was so cold.

"First, we enjoy the best resources in the whole school. For example, if toys are distributed, we must get them one by one first. Are you in class one or six? The gap is too far!"

"Second, our grades are very high. The teacher likes us very much, and the parents also like us. If you want to eat snacks, you can buy us any toys you want to play with. What about you? What do you say if you don't have grades?"

"Third, you have face. What are you bragging about when you usually only have eight or nine points? Our class one by one can not only achieve full marks in the course, but also accept additional studies. The gap between your level and your level is too big. Before Don’t you still hide from us and dare not enter the classroom? Why hide, aren’t you just afraid of us!”

Chen Muxi jumped off the chair, and Xiao Tong followed behind to wipe the chair, and then put it back to its original position.

"Think about it clearly, what's so good about Class One and One!" Chen Muxi left behind a sentence, pulling Tongtong away.

Afterwards, the school learned about this matter and was very worried that parents would react. After all, resources are allocated unfairly.

But after a long time, they gradually discovered that the first-year students in each class suddenly strengthened their learning awareness. Everyone worked hard towards full marks, and applied for optional courses, and their competitiveness gradually increased. The first-year students actually have such awareness , Let the school leaders laugh from ear to ear, let alone the parents of those students.

Especially the students in class six, they were directly hit by Chen Muxi, so they were even more excited.

But these are all things in the past for Chen Muxi, he had Tongtong at school, and he lived happier every day than before, and forced the dormitory management teacher to change Tongtong's bed to his side.

They can sleep together again.

Chen Muxi also drew the picture of the turtle, and he also asked Tongtong what word he wanted to write, but Tongtong, who is usually very good, didn't say it this time, and let Chen Muxi guess instead.

Chen Muxi looked at the turtle painting hanging on the wall, thought for a while, and said, "Could it be Xi?"

Tongtong slightly bent her lips, acquiescing.

"Then I'll write a word for you too, and you can hang it on the wall too, okay?" Chen Muxi looked at Tongtong with round eyes and asked.

"Okay." Tongtong said with a smile.

Chen Muxi's handwriting is better than Tongtong's, and it's not in vain for him to practice for half a year, the handwriting of a Fu is very flavorful.

Tongtong liked it so much that he couldn't put it down. After hanging it on the wall, he would look at it every day, and then wipe the dust on the frame and glass.

The winter vacation started on this day, and with the help of their parents, the children packed their bags and prepared to go home. This is also a rare holiday in a residential elementary school.

Tongtong's parents are still abroad, and they will stay with Chen Muchi for the whole winter vacation. The plan is that Chen Muchi has made arrangements, first to see his grandfather, then to see Tongtong's grandfather, and then they can go home.

Lu Jirong came to help them pack their luggage, and the children in a dormitory quickly recognized that Chen Muxi's father was a big star, and clamored for a big star like a fan.

Of course, they were taken away by the parents, so let them ask for autographs.

In addition, Tongtong insisted on wearing the word "Fu" on the wall next to his body, he was so idiotic, and the little girl Chen Muxi felt embarrassed——

So he also took down the tortoise and put it next to his body.