Chapter 1558

When Leng Yicheng finished drinking the milk from the bottle, all the children in the class were still crying.

His boring hands propped his chin, waiting for the boring time to pass.

I don't know how long it took for the class to be quiet. I saw the teacher coaxing the children patiently, and the children changed a lot to the teacher.

Before those tutors would not coax him patiently.

The teacher handed out all the textbooks. He looked at them with high interest and found that the knowledge in them was hard for him, and the freshness was much lower.

"Everyone be quiet! Now come to the competition and write your name

Each child takes out his pen and writes his name on the textbook designated by the teacher.

Leng Yicheng is sitting on the desk with a good posture, writing his name with every stroke.

"Everybody's great. It's all finished..." The teacher's words just finished, found that Leng Yicheng has not finished writing, "there is a child has not finished writing, come on!"

Leng Yicheng frowned, and then he wrote the last word.

He was worried, especially when he heard the teacher's words, but he wrote the last word of his name correctly.

"I've finished it. You haven't finished it yet!" The children at the same table with him look at Leng Yicheng with great pride. They seem to break back 10% and are very excited.

"Teacher, I have finished it!" Leng Yicheng raised his hand and boldly reported.

The teacher came over and saw that he had finished writing. He touched his head in praise, but Leng Yicheng shrunk. The teacher didn't touch it.

"Great

"Thank you He replied politely.

Seeing that everyone had written better than him, Leng Yicheng stared at his name, pursed his mouth slightly, and lost his heart.

He was the last one to write it.

The teacher made a tour and announced on the platform, "there are eight children who can't write their own names, but it doesn't matter. The teacher will teach you to write your own names in the future. Now we will announce the first child who can write their own names, thousand yuan."

Leng Yicheng's eyes are wide open, and there is such a name. The strokes of those two words flashed in the little guy's head, and the corners of his mouth gasped.

He looked at his name again and blamed his father for taking such complicated strokes. Maybe he could still run ahead and not be the last. What a shame.

The little guy was in a very sad mood.

"Now let's see who has the best handwriting!"

The teacher called out with a smile, went down from the platform and went directly to Leng Yicheng. He picked up his textbook and showed it to the whole class.

"Leng Yicheng is the best child in our class. Let's give him a hand!"

I didn't expect that I could get praise from the teacher. Leng Yicheng was in a happy mood. "Teacher, what I wrote is not very good-looking!"

Daddy often criticizes his words for not being correct enough.

"Go on, you're great!" The teacher encouraged him and liked him a little more for his modest attitude. The tutor was good.

He narrowed his eyes with a smile. His facial features, which are made of powder and jade, are so dazzling that people can't move their eyes.

Several teachers especially like him, especially his good handwriting.

When he was praised by the teacher for his good handwriting, he immediately became the eye-catching child in the class, even surpassing the first one.

"Why do you write so well?" The children at the same table looked at him admiringly.

"You write faster than I do!" Leng Yicheng purses the corners of his mouth, and his name has a lot of strokes, which has become something that the little guy cares about.

Leng Yicheng silently tells himself that he must write the fastest in the future, otherwise it will be a shame to write at the end.

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