"It's not the same." The volume was surprised. She deliberately changed her handwriting, and the answer was somewhat different.
She practiced calligraphy at a very young age and wrote beautiful regular script, but Shi's homework was deliberately scribbled.
The teacher sighed.
To be honest, if it weren't for Rong Caitang's child to hit her sister's report, she would not have seen that the two assignments were from the same person.
However, Rong Caitang has no reason to frame his sister.
"Teacher has understood, measured, you want to help the classmate's heart, the teacher understands, but Shi has his own path in life in his family. You can't help him for the rest of his life, right?"
Volume meter blinked and lowered his head aggrievedly.
The teacher is too sympathetic. With my uncle's IQ, he can't even go to elementary school.
"Shi Jiazhong," the teacher turned his head and looked at the child in front of him with some seriousness, "your homework should be done by yourself. Now the teacher asks you to do all the previous homework by yourself."
Shi's nose was hanging on the elder, and he looked at the teacher blankly, wondering if he understood.
"I don't care about you!" On the way home, the volume was facing the car window outside.
Xiaotang didn't care at all, "Tsk," his mocking expression was carved out of a mold by Rong Linyi, "Your hypocritical kindness can't be vented, and your low self-esteem can't find support, so you can only take me out? It's so pitiful, I can only find superiority from the mentally retarded."
"It's not what you said!" The capacity was irritated with sarcasm.
Rong Caitang really has the ability to make people angry every minute. He is like a collection of "shortcomings" between Uncle An Mingchen and Rong Linyi's father, cold and cold.
"Then what do you think, what do you mean?" Xiaotang would continue to anger her.
"Yes, because my uncle was really good to me before," she was aggrieved. "She told me a lot of mommy's stories, and also gave me a lot of toys that mommy used to play when she was a child... I can't be ungrateful... …"
"What I know is completely different from you," Xiaotang finally let go of his mocking thoughts, he snorted coldly, "I heard that they are broken, they tend to be inflamed, they are falling into the ground, and they are too bad for Mommy. I don't believe them. So kind, to be so kind to you, a child who doesn't have a mother after Mommy leaves."
"This... how is it possible," the capacity was unwilling to believe, "you must be betraying me for you, right? You just have no sympathy!"
Xiaotang laughed: "If your sympathy is fireworks, then during the New Year, we only need to turn your brain on and light it, and you can fill the sky of C City, cycle day and night, without any color. Resample."
I don't know where Xiaotang came from with so many hypnotizing descriptions. When it hurts others, his brain is particularly flexible.
Although her capacity and acting skills are good, her line skills are weak!
She flushed with shame, "You said they were not good, what proof do you have?"
"There is no special evidence," Xiaotang said, "The only difference is that what you heard was what the uncle said, and what I heard was what Mommy said."
The volume... the sound was muted instantly.
Snapped!
In the townhouse, Shi Fang's wife slapped Shi's family.
"When you come back, you will do your homework and do your homework. After all the mahjong is played back, you only wrote two...what kind of words? Are you trying to **** me off?