Teacher Mark choked inside and almost couldn't catch his breath. Finally, the principal took action. The two teachers each criticized a few words and then let them go.
After leaving the principal's office, Mark snorted coldly and glanced at Charlie: "Charlie, wait!"
"I'm so scared~" Charlie said something sinister and arrogantly, "Do you want to beat me? I advise you not to do it. If you do, I will complain to the principal."
"You..." Mark couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally glared at him, turned around and left directly.
Charlie watched his figure disappear at the corner of the west staircase. He hummed a tune and turned around to go down the east staircase. When he turned around, he saw Shi Xi and others holding registration forms.
The smile on Charlie's face faltered.
Jon was stunned: "Cha, Teacher Charlie?"
I never thought you would be such a teacher.
Ning Yiran opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Shi Xi's expression was calm: "Hello, Teacher Charlie."
After saying hello, she walked to the principal's office holding the registration form and shouted a report. After walking in, her voice came from inside: "Principal, Teacher Milly asked us to hand in the registration form."
When Shi Xi and the other two passed by the teacher's office, they were stopped by Teacher Milly, who asked them to help move the registration form for the first-grade individual combat class to the principal's office.
Then the three of them witnessed Charlie arrogantly shouting that he wanted to file a complaint against Mark.
When Shi Xi and the other two walked out of the principal's office, Teacher Charlie was no longer there. She didn't know whether she was slacking off or she ran away quietly because she felt embarrassed.
Shi Xi thought he should be lazy.
On the way back to the classroom, Jon couldn't help but glance at Shi Xi a few more times.
Shi Xi turned to look at him and met his eyes. One golden and one blue eye was calm: "What do you want to say?"
Jon: "...Xixi, why are you so calm?"
"Huh?" Shi Xi was puzzled.
"Teacher Charlie's appearance," Jon hesitated.
He wanted to say that Mr. Charlie didn't look like a teacher at all.
Shi Xi was even more puzzled: "There's something wrong with Teacher Charlie's appearance? Hasn't he always been like this?"
Qiaoen, Ning Yiran: I dare you to be used to it.
Ning Yiran couldn't help but sigh: "You are so adaptable."
"It's been one semester, and you two haven't adapted yet?" Shi Xi was surprised.
Both Jon:...
Not really.
After all, this was the first time I encountered such a thick-skinned and shameless teacher.
"It proves that you haven't seen many people yet. If you see more people in the future, you won't be so shocked," Shi Xi said with an expression like someone who has been there before.
Jon: "Xixi, have you met many people?"
"Um."
Ning Yiran frowned: "Aren't you the same age as us? How many people have you met?"
Shi Xi pondered for a moment: "Have you ever seen someone wallowing on the spot for half a bottle of nutrient solution?"
Both Jon: "No."
What’s so valuable about half a bottle of nutrient solution?
"Have you ever seen a child beaten to death for a piece of bread?"
Jon both shook their heads.
Shi Xi puffed up his chest and said proudly, "I've seen them all, so I've met more people than you have met."
Wuwu, who was holding an ornament on Shi Xi's head, corrected her, "Xixi, it should be said that your knowledge is wider than the two of them. The number of people you have met should be about the same."
"Is that so?" When Shi Xi heard this, he turned to look at his two friends and was very proud: "I have more knowledge than both of you."
"..."
With Charlie as the leader, the rest of the individual combat classes would occasionally take time to let students practice throwing small sandbags during their afternoon training sessions.
It is said that Teacher Mark from Class C of the first grade gave his students after-school homework and asked him to come back and throw sandbags 300 times a day.
It made the students who originally wanted to watch cartoons when they got home from school cry.
After listening to Jon's sharing, Ye Dou raised his hand and asked, "Should we do more training when we go home?"
Ning Yiran shook his head: "No, we already have training at home. If we add more, it will increase the burden."
Jon nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's it."
Now Jon has a very busy schedule at night, including eating, sleeping, doing homework, practicing throwing sandbags, surfing the Internet for an hour, and finishing everything at 9:30 p.m.
Because he has to go to bed at nine o'clock.
Thinking of this, Jon sighed softly: "Being a child is really too busy."
Ning Yiran agreed: "That's right."
Ye Dou on the side was shocked: "You guys still practice throwing sandbags when you go home?"
Qiao Ning Yiran: "You haven't practiced?"
Ye Dou stammered: "No, no."
No one said anything, and she didn't care, thinking she was just practicing at school.
Thinking of this, Ye Dou subconsciously looked at Shi Xi who was throwing sandbags at the trees not far away, and thought: Xi Xi should not be so diligent.
"Don't look at her," Ning Yiran noticed her gaze and looked at Shi Xi, "She gets up at six o'clock every morning and goes for a morning run for an hour before coming to school."
Ye Dou was even more shocked. She thought Shi Xi was already very powerful, but she really didn't expect her to be so diligent.
Ye Dou felt very guilty. Xixi was so good and worked so hard, so she had to work harder.
Ning Yiran noticed the guilt on her face and said, "Actually, we just practiced spontaneously and didn't tell you, so you don't need to feel too guilty."
Jon nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes."
Ye Dou clenched his fists, "I will work hard too."
At this time, Shi Xi threw out the sandbag in his hand and headed straight for the red heart attached to the tree trunk.
"boom!"
The big tree shook, and a dozen green leaves fell with a crashing sound.
Ye Dou seemed to notice something as he looked at it, "Have you ever felt that the tree we used for practice has fewer leaves?"
When Jon and the two heard this, they subconsciously compared the tree they were doing exercises with other big trees.
This batch of trees were planted on the same day. The weather system of Wind Chime Star is controlled by an intelligent program. It is like spring all year round, so the big trees are green and lush.
However, the big tree in front of Shi Xi was obviously much balder than the other big trees, with just a few bare branches exposed.
Three people:……
As time went by, before the big tree became completely bald, the school sports meeting of Fengling Primary School finally arrived.
This morning, the sunshine was particularly good.
The weather system of Fengling Star knew that Fengling Elementary School was going to hold a school sports meeting, so it specially adjusted the weather to be sunny and windy.
The silver-haired principal was neatly dressed and stood on a high platform looking at the energetic students in the audience. He felt that the students were thriving like big trees growing in the school.
Looking at the green trees, the principal thought of the time when he led his teachers to plant these trees, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart. He felt that his speech was very good... Huh?
When the principal's eyes inadvertently swept across the playground, his eyes stopped.
Among a row of green trees, one tree was bare, with only a dozen leaves left on the tree. Compared with the trees with lush leaves next to it, it looked particularly desolate.