The next morning, as soon as Li Hua entered the classroom, he saw another person beside Luo Ziyu. It must be someone the Su family knew. He came to class together. Li Hua didn't think much about it, so he sent him the extra literature books and arithmetic books he had prepared.

It was literature class at noon. Following yesterday's progress, Li Hua asked the students to turn to the page where they should learn and hand out all the draft papers, so that they could practice writing according to the strokes in the book. After the writing meeting, they had to take an exam before school.

Because he Chenghao was on his first day of school, Li Hua took care of him and deliberately taught him how to hold the pen. Li Hua, the professor who taught him how to hold the pen, was sweating. He Chenghao's gesture was still unsatisfactory. Li Hua frowned and wiped the sweat on his forehead. I don't know where he found this student. He didn't know, but he didn't dare to ask.

Li Hua has been teaching he Chenghao how to hold a pen for half an hour. He has never felt so tired. It's just half an hour later. He is physically and mentally exhausted. But in order to stay at Su's house, he can still hold on. He thought he Chenghao had learned how to hold a pen, so he would not have to work so hard. Who knows when Li Hua went down to check the students' calligraphy practice, When I saw what he Chenghao had painted, I almost couldn't get out a mouthful of old blood.

Before Li Hua began to blame him, he Chenghao raised his chubby face and showed his innocent eyes: "Sir, when can I have dinner? I'm so hungry!"

Li Hua almost didn't get angry with him.

"He Chenghao, you stand up for me!" Don't you think you are too loose in your management? This student dares to make fun of him in his prime of life?

He Chenghao stood up and looked at Li Hua with his innocent eyes and head askew: "Sir, are you going to take me to eat?"

Li Hua had no choice but to slap his face. What he did was how failed he was. This student joked with him again and again. It seems that he has to be more severe.

Li Hua turned and quickly walked to the platform, picked up his prepared ruler, went to he Chenghao, took the ruler in his hand and patted it twice: "how, do you know where you are wrong?"

He Chenghao shook his head in doubt: "Sir, what's wrong with me?"

Li Hua is very angry. It's not obvious. Is this student pretending to be stupid with him?

Li Hua angrily picked up what he Chenghao had painted: "I'll send you the draft paper to let you write. Who let you draw? What's the painting? What is this round thing? And what are these four things? "

Li Hua's head is buzzing with anger. I don't think there's another one who likes painting as much as Luo Ziyu, right? However, Luo Ziyu, at least, could see what he painted, but he didn't know what he painted for a long time.

With an innocent face, he Chenghao stretched out his hand and pointed at his painting: "Sir, yes, this round thing is scallion oil cake, and this square thing is braised pork!"

Poof! Li Hua almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood coming out, which is to annoy his rhythm.

"He Chenghao, please take a look at your painting. You mean it's scallion oil cake. You mean it's braised meat. Please respect scallion oil cake and braised meat. You're insulting the food!" Li Hua continued with a black face: "I tell you that your parents want you to study with me when they spend 20 Wen. You can't waste all your time on painting. You don't respect me. You waste both your time and mine, do you? Now that your parents have sent you to me, I have the right to discipline you and put out your hand! "

When he Chenghao heard that he put out his hand, he suddenly let out light in his eyes: "Sir, do you want to give me something delicious?"

Li Hua is going crazy by he Chenghao. He's full of food.

"Nothing to eat!"

"Do you have scallion cake?"

"No!"

"Do you have braised meat?"

"No, no!"

"Do you have dry fried small yellow croaker?"

Li Huaqi's head was almost smoking: "enough! Don't talk nonsense, put out your hand quickly

Li Hua stretched out his hand and pulled a little fat hand of he Chenghao, "bang bang bang" five times in a row, but he still felt that he had not enjoyed himself.

Xu Shi Li Hua didn't hit hard. As soon as he let go of he Chenghao's hand, he began to ask, "Sir, do you want to send me something to eat after you hit?"

Yesterday, his mother beat him, but when he went home, she made a lot of good things for him, including dry fried small yellow croaker and scallion cake. Thinking about he Chenghao, her saliva came down.

Li Hua stares at he Chenghao angrily. Heaven, he has been teaching books for so many years. Is he going to plant them in his hands.

He felt aggrieved, so he wanted to ask, where did the child come from? Is it that Shuzhen came here on purpose to test him? If you want to say that, he really can't ignore he Chenghao.

"Listen, no matter I hit you or not, there's nothing to eat. Sit down for me. I'm going to continue my class!" In the past, I always felt that no matter what kind of students I taught, I could teach them earnestly. But now when these words are used on he Chenghao, how can I feel so powerless?

"Yes, sir. When will we have something to eat?" He Chenghao's stomach began to sound. He looked at his scallion cake and braised pork and swallowed his saliva.

Li Hua even has the idea of bumping into the wall. After talking about it for such a long time, he Chenghao's feelings go in one ear and out the other?

"I tell you, he Chenghao, from now on, don't mention food to me. I don't want to hear this word!" Li Hua continued with a black face: "if I hear this word again, don't blame me for punishing you with a ruler!"

Li Hua didn't want to talk nonsense any more. He turned to the platform, where the ruler knocked on the desk and rang: "OK, you're almost done. Now I'll send you the new draft paper. Next, I'll take a test of the words I learned today."

Then, Li Hua sent the draft paper to he Chenghao one by one. When he sent it to him, he felt a thump in his heart. Isn't this the test Shuzhen gave him? Thinking of this, Li Hua still sent him a piece of draft paper.

He Chenghao happily took the draft paper over, spread it on the table and opened the literature book. Li huayixi, it seems that it is really a test for him?

However, when Li Hua put the draft paper away, he almost breathed?

Sure enough, or he is too naive, if Shu Zhen to his test, how can so easily on the past?