Qin An looked crazy.
Sun Sun felt that this hippies and smiles didn't seem to be ashamed and harmless as it was on the surface. When he showed his edge, he would stab someone, and he would stab him without any scruples and mercy.
This is what Sun Sun’s impression of Qin An at this time.
Of course she knew that Qin An could write an English font that made people ashamed of himself. Even Teacher Qin, who had more than 20 years of English teaching experience, was afraid that she would not be able to write it, let alone Li Hao who had just practiced hard for a summer vacation.
At that time, Li Hao would be nakedly humiliated by Qin An.
Sun Sun did not stop Li Hao. She was the class monitor, not the nanny. She had the responsibility to maintain the friendship between classmates in the class, but Li Hao had to learn some lessons before provoking her.
Ye Xiaohua's layout design is simple and elegant. She has not yet carefully crafted it, but has simply divided the areas.
Li Hao was full of confidence in his chalk. He participated in an English cram school during the summer vacation. He was originally the student with the best English score in the class. He scored more than 98 points than Sun Sun. The cram school also had courses to correct English writing, and he made considerable progress.
Li Hao wrote "Saying Gd-bye t Cambridge Again" and "Farewell to Cambridge" translated by Yu Hongmin. For junior high school students at this age, it is difficult for them to experience the ups and downs of Xu Zhimo's seven-section poem in the second and four-rhyme styles, which are catchy, let alone to appreciate the artistic beauty in Xu Zhimo's poems.
He just felt that this would reflect his taste.
Li Hao only wrote the first twelve sentences, after all, the layout is limited.
After writing, Li Hao left the chalk and looked at all kinds of gazes, and felt quite arrogant. In order to show his good English calligraphy skills in front of Sun Sun, he had specially practiced it.
Now that his goal has obviously been achieved, Sun Sun still has the calm expression of invisible thoughts. Maybe he is regretting suggesting Qin An to play. As for Ye Xiaohua, it is obviously a little surprised. This is not the first time she has seen Li Hao write a blackboard newspaper. It is very obvious that the interval between the fonts is compact and not crowded, the letter sizes are handled very appropriately, and the strokes at the end of the start are handled very well.
How about it?I have written it... You can leave now, I won't laugh at you, after all, everyone knows your background.Li Hao smiled and spread his hands, looked at the others, with a natural attitude.
It's indeed an ugly show.Qin An didn't even look at Li Hao, so he grabbed the blackboard brush and wiped off the first line.
What are you doing!Li Hao obviously did not expect Qin An to actually wipe his words.
Qin An pinched the chalk and looked at Sun Sun. He did not write about the flower style again, but instead had an elegant and dignified hand, gathering the elegant and flying breath of Andorra.
Self-praise is n recmmendatin.Boasting is not worth recommending.
They brag mst who can d least.The person with the least ability to brag the most.
Dg bark befre they bite.There was a bad voice before evil deeds.
A cck is valiant n his wn dunghill.Yelang is arrogant.
…………
Answer a fl according to his fly.Use the way of others to treat others' body.
Qin An explained while writing, wiped off Li Hao's handwriting line by line, and finally looked at Li Hao with a blood-red face and wrote the last sentence.
As the tree falls, s shall it lie.Take it upon oneself.
Giving up the chalk, Qin An carried his schoolbag, hoping that Ye Zhulan was still waiting for him.
Li Hao, Ye Xiaohua and Sun Sun were left in the classroom, looking at the words left by Qin An in surprise.
Sun Sun never expected that she thought Qin An could write such beautifully. The font he called the flower style was already amazing. Who knew that he had more than one English font? You must know that this was the first time Sun Sun saw that English fonts could be written with such artistic temperament, just like Chinese brush calligraphy.
Now Sun Sun has no doubts about Qin An's English proficiency. In the morning, she thought Qin An had specially recited the prose poem. The aphorism he wrote now clearly ridiculed him on the spot and humiliated Li Hao nakedly.
Li Hao's face was blue and purple. If Qin An had not explained these sentences, he would not have known what they meant. Some of the English words were completely beyond the contact range of junior high school students.
He is worthy of being Mr. Qin's son, Li Hao, the first place in English score, you have to give it to Qin An.Ye Xiaohua sighed, "Get out of here, I'm going to draw a version."
You go.Sun Sun glanced at Li Hao and sighed. He felt a sense of powerless frustration. Li Hao's English scores have always been slightly better than himself, but Sun Sun believed that if he did not try his best to balance the study time and focus and focus a little on English, he could completely surpass Li Hao.
Today, Sun Sun asked himself that it was impossible, or if the simple English test was not possible, he could get full marks without composition, but even if Qin An failed his English score, could he say that his ability to use English is better than him?
It is impossible. Within three years, Sun Sun felt that it was impossible for him to catch up, and it was impossible for Qin An to throw out a few aphorisms to humiliate the level represented by Li Hao.
Qin An left school and ran to the place where he often did homework with Ye Zhulan.
The old tea tree also has new and tender tea seedlings, but it is no longer the wave of tea juice that can be kneaded by the tenderness of early spring. The gray-white and yellow low thatch became soft, a small black shoulder bag was thrown on the ground casually, and the butterflies on the cotton socks in the white tennis shoes flapping their wings as the ankles shook.
Ye Zhulan sat under the tea tree, her long eyelashes shaking gently, and her slender fingers twisted several dog-tail grass, and was complaining about something.
I am coming.Qin An dropped his schoolbag and sat down beside Ye Zhulan. He looked at the bluestone mountain with a layer of dazzling gold edges in front of him. He turned his head and looked at Ye Zhulan's delicate face.
A hint of redness crawled out from Ye Zhulan's neck, dyed with earlobes with thin and cute fluffy.
The school has opened art cram schools, and classes will start on Saturday, so we can all sign up.Qin An asked.
I also want to tell you this... Ye Zhulan lowered her head, not daring to look at Qin An, and her voice was a little timid.
After all, we are not in the same class anymore. If we are still together all day, it will cause gossip. We can draw together openly on Saturday, and I will sit next to you.Qin An lay down on his back, holding the grassroots in his mouth, looking at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds, clean and dazzling. I have never seen such a scene in my memory for many years.
Could it be... are we sneaking around... Why do we sneak around with you... I don't do it!Ye Zhulan seemed a little angry, you still know that it would cause gossip!
Who is gossiping us?That is jealousy, naked jealousy.Qin An said disdainfully.
No one said... But you said that to me today... Ye Zhulan glared at Qin An, the flush on her cheeks had not yet dissipated, and it was particularly clear and charming.
Ye Zhulan was right beside him, the young girl's body exuded a leisurely fragrance, and the grass roots were mixed with the smell of soil. The boy and girl lying on their backs under the blue sky and white clouds, talking about simple thoughts. Qin An couldn't help but be immersed in it and gently held Ye Zhulan's hand.
Ye Zhulan looked at him nervously, not only surprised, but more incredible. What is he going to do?
Sun Sun felt that this hippies and smiles didn't seem to be ashamed and harmless as it was on the surface. When he showed his edge, he would stab someone, and he would stab him without any scruples and mercy.
This is what Sun Sun’s impression of Qin An at this time.
Of course she knew that Qin An could write an English font that made people ashamed of himself. Even Teacher Qin, who had more than 20 years of English teaching experience, was afraid that she would not be able to write it, let alone Li Hao who had just practiced hard for a summer vacation.
At that time, Li Hao would be nakedly humiliated by Qin An.
Sun Sun did not stop Li Hao. She was the class monitor, not the nanny. She had the responsibility to maintain the friendship between classmates in the class, but Li Hao had to learn some lessons before provoking her.
Ye Xiaohua's layout design is simple and elegant. She has not yet carefully crafted it, but has simply divided the areas.
Li Hao was full of confidence in his chalk. He participated in an English cram school during the summer vacation. He was originally the student with the best English score in the class. He scored more than 98 points than Sun Sun. The cram school also had courses to correct English writing, and he made considerable progress.
Li Hao wrote "Saying Gd-bye t Cambridge Again" and "Farewell to Cambridge" translated by Yu Hongmin. For junior high school students at this age, it is difficult for them to experience the ups and downs of Xu Zhimo's seven-section poem in the second and four-rhyme styles, which are catchy, let alone to appreciate the artistic beauty in Xu Zhimo's poems.
He just felt that this would reflect his taste.
Li Hao only wrote the first twelve sentences, after all, the layout is limited.
After writing, Li Hao left the chalk and looked at all kinds of gazes, and felt quite arrogant. In order to show his good English calligraphy skills in front of Sun Sun, he had specially practiced it.
Now that his goal has obviously been achieved, Sun Sun still has the calm expression of invisible thoughts. Maybe he is regretting suggesting Qin An to play. As for Ye Xiaohua, it is obviously a little surprised. This is not the first time she has seen Li Hao write a blackboard newspaper. It is very obvious that the interval between the fonts is compact and not crowded, the letter sizes are handled very appropriately, and the strokes at the end of the start are handled very well.
How about it?I have written it... You can leave now, I won't laugh at you, after all, everyone knows your background.Li Hao smiled and spread his hands, looked at the others, with a natural attitude.
It's indeed an ugly show.Qin An didn't even look at Li Hao, so he grabbed the blackboard brush and wiped off the first line.
What are you doing!Li Hao obviously did not expect Qin An to actually wipe his words.
Qin An pinched the chalk and looked at Sun Sun. He did not write about the flower style again, but instead had an elegant and dignified hand, gathering the elegant and flying breath of Andorra.
Self-praise is n recmmendatin.Boasting is not worth recommending.
They brag mst who can d least.The person with the least ability to brag the most.
Dg bark befre they bite.There was a bad voice before evil deeds.
A cck is valiant n his wn dunghill.Yelang is arrogant.
…………
Answer a fl according to his fly.Use the way of others to treat others' body.
Qin An explained while writing, wiped off Li Hao's handwriting line by line, and finally looked at Li Hao with a blood-red face and wrote the last sentence.
As the tree falls, s shall it lie.Take it upon oneself.
Giving up the chalk, Qin An carried his schoolbag, hoping that Ye Zhulan was still waiting for him.
Li Hao, Ye Xiaohua and Sun Sun were left in the classroom, looking at the words left by Qin An in surprise.
Sun Sun never expected that she thought Qin An could write such beautifully. The font he called the flower style was already amazing. Who knew that he had more than one English font? You must know that this was the first time Sun Sun saw that English fonts could be written with such artistic temperament, just like Chinese brush calligraphy.
Now Sun Sun has no doubts about Qin An's English proficiency. In the morning, she thought Qin An had specially recited the prose poem. The aphorism he wrote now clearly ridiculed him on the spot and humiliated Li Hao nakedly.
Li Hao's face was blue and purple. If Qin An had not explained these sentences, he would not have known what they meant. Some of the English words were completely beyond the contact range of junior high school students.
He is worthy of being Mr. Qin's son, Li Hao, the first place in English score, you have to give it to Qin An.Ye Xiaohua sighed, "Get out of here, I'm going to draw a version."
You go.Sun Sun glanced at Li Hao and sighed. He felt a sense of powerless frustration. Li Hao's English scores have always been slightly better than himself, but Sun Sun believed that if he did not try his best to balance the study time and focus and focus a little on English, he could completely surpass Li Hao.
Today, Sun Sun asked himself that it was impossible, or if the simple English test was not possible, he could get full marks without composition, but even if Qin An failed his English score, could he say that his ability to use English is better than him?
It is impossible. Within three years, Sun Sun felt that it was impossible for him to catch up, and it was impossible for Qin An to throw out a few aphorisms to humiliate the level represented by Li Hao.
Qin An left school and ran to the place where he often did homework with Ye Zhulan.
The old tea tree also has new and tender tea seedlings, but it is no longer the wave of tea juice that can be kneaded by the tenderness of early spring. The gray-white and yellow low thatch became soft, a small black shoulder bag was thrown on the ground casually, and the butterflies on the cotton socks in the white tennis shoes flapping their wings as the ankles shook.
Ye Zhulan sat under the tea tree, her long eyelashes shaking gently, and her slender fingers twisted several dog-tail grass, and was complaining about something.
I am coming.Qin An dropped his schoolbag and sat down beside Ye Zhulan. He looked at the bluestone mountain with a layer of dazzling gold edges in front of him. He turned his head and looked at Ye Zhulan's delicate face.
A hint of redness crawled out from Ye Zhulan's neck, dyed with earlobes with thin and cute fluffy.
The school has opened art cram schools, and classes will start on Saturday, so we can all sign up.Qin An asked.
I also want to tell you this... Ye Zhulan lowered her head, not daring to look at Qin An, and her voice was a little timid.
After all, we are not in the same class anymore. If we are still together all day, it will cause gossip. We can draw together openly on Saturday, and I will sit next to you.Qin An lay down on his back, holding the grassroots in his mouth, looking at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds, clean and dazzling. I have never seen such a scene in my memory for many years.
Could it be... are we sneaking around... Why do we sneak around with you... I don't do it!Ye Zhulan seemed a little angry, you still know that it would cause gossip!
Who is gossiping us?That is jealousy, naked jealousy.Qin An said disdainfully.
No one said... But you said that to me today... Ye Zhulan glared at Qin An, the flush on her cheeks had not yet dissipated, and it was particularly clear and charming.
Ye Zhulan was right beside him, the young girl's body exuded a leisurely fragrance, and the grass roots were mixed with the smell of soil. The boy and girl lying on their backs under the blue sky and white clouds, talking about simple thoughts. Qin An couldn't help but be immersed in it and gently held Ye Zhulan's hand.
Ye Zhulan looked at him nervously, not only surprised, but more incredible. What is he going to do?
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