Because of the sports meet, the time for each class to go home is different.

Zhao Huanhuan did not go home with Wei Mingshan.

On the playground, Mashasa walked from the base camp of Class 1 and Class 2 to the base camp of Class 1 and Class 2. Seeing Zhao Huanhuan who was packing up and preparing to go home, she said enthusiastically: "Huanhuan, let's go together."

Zhao Huanhuan likes to take the initiative, likes to choose, and does not like to be chosen.

Obviously, she and Mashasa, she was the result of being chosen.

This made Zhao Huanhuan feel like an object.

However, Mashasha is a good-looking girl, and Zhao Huanhuan ignored the little bit of discomfort caused by this choice.

"Teacher Ni, then I'm back." Zhao Huanhuan said goodbye to Ni Ruisheng.

When Ni Ruisheng saw Mashasha waiting for Zhao Huanhuan, he suddenly thought of the broadcast: "Huanhuan, I seem to hear you broadcast today."

The teacher really loves his students, and he could hear it in just a short broadcast.

"Yes, the senior sister who broadcasts the TV station has a stomachache, and Teacher Bai Yun asked me to replace me temporarily."

Ni Ruisheng looked at Ma Shasha who was waiting aside and said, "Shasha is an announcer. Huanhuan, learn more from Sasha. After the sports meeting, the school will hold a speech competition. A Chinese teacher can only send one student to participate. Then both of you will sign up. Let's screen our own two classes first."

Speech competition?

Zhao Huanhuan felt novel, this was not her strength.

In the five years of elementary school, only students like Mashasha have the opportunity to stand on the stage to show off.

Zhao Huanhuan agreed readily: "Although I know I am definitely not as good as Sasha, the key is to participate, and I will sign up to participate."

When the teacher sends an invitation, the students must have a resounding response so that they will not lose their face.

And Mashasa's face was already broken.

From childhood to adulthood, teachers will directly participate in this kind of storytelling or speech competition. When will they need to screen a round in the class first?

My aunt is just an elementary school teacher, so she has no influence in middle school? These middle school teachers are really snobbish!

Mashasha was indignant in her heart, and her eyes looked at Ni Ruisheng with bad intentions.

Of course, Zhao Huanhuan saw it and guessed Mashasha's inner activities.

This is how the privileged class is. When privileges fail, they feel that society is unfair.

However, at the bottom, I have never enjoyed the taste of privilege, so it doesn’t matter how I can’t enjoy privilege.

Even some people at the bottom have knelt for a long time, and they have to start pitying them if they have less privileges to certain privileges.

"Aren't you going home with me? Let's go!" Zhao Huanhuan's tone began to harden.

Along the way, Mashasha was depressed.

Zhao Huanhuan didn't say much, but when he arrived in the town, Zhao Huanhuan stopped: "Where are you living in? Do you need me to send you home?"

"Okay." Mashasa reluctantly agreed, showing her petite lady's sense of superiority.

Zhao Huanhuan stared at Mashasa's legs wearing flesh-colored stockings. The beautiful flower-spreading skirt just covered her knees. Zhao Huanhuan reached out to the skirt, and Mashasa took a step back: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Huanhuan withdrew her hand: "Let me guess what you are wearing in your skirt?"

"What else can I wear?" Mashasha was a little embarrassed.

"It's a pair of autumn pants. To look good, the legs of the pants are rolled up and fixed with flesh-colored stockings."

Zhao Huanhuan accurately told the situation under Mashasa's skirt, and Mashasa was nervous and surprised: "How did you... know?"

Zhao Huanhuan has seen Mashasa's dressing method that requires both warmth and grace in his previous life.

She patted Mashasa on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I often wear this."

How is that possible?

Mashasa doesn't believe it.

They are all from elementary school for five years. What family background is Zhao Huanhuan's family? Can she have money to wear skirts and stockings?

In fact, Mashasha and Zhao Huanhuan played together when they were in elementary school.

Once after school, Mashasha also asked Zhao Huanhuan to send her home.

Mashasha's parents were very enthusiastic and gave Zhao Huanhuan a dime for some reason.

Zhao Huanhuan, who was so poor and crazy, was jealous of money, so she refused and accepted a dime after a few minutes.

Mashasa didn't say it on the surface, but she secretly told other classmates about Zhao Huanhuan's bad things, saying that she even wanted money given by other people's parents.

If you don’t want to give it, don’t give it. If you give it, don’t let others take it. This is the mentality of rich people?

Later, Mashasha became alienated from Zhao Huanhuan.

Regarding making friends, Zhao Huanhuan was abandoned by Qin Shang and once by Mashasha. They all took the initiative to get close to her first, and then chose to abandon her first.

For the poor, emotions are a very precious thing.

It is as expensive as the money you pay and cannot be let down.

In a blink of an eye, he had already reached the door of Mashasha's house. Mashasha said with a sense of superiority: "Come to my house to sit?"

"One other day," Zhao Huanhuan pointed to the end of the street, "I live in front of my house, and it is very convenient to come and sit at any time."

Mashasha looked at the direction of Zhao Huanhuan's finger and showed a look of surprise: "Have you moved?"

"Yes, that's my own house, not my parents'."

Mashasha didn't know what to think for a moment.

The big house she lives in was built by her parents' savings, plus a temporary loan of 2,000 per relative per person.

"Then I'll go to your house to sit, too." Mashasanne said, "Everyone is on the same street, and I will be neighbors in the future."

"It's inconvenient for the time being." Zhao Huanhuan refused very quickly, and Mashasha was puzzled.

Zhao Huan laughed and said, "You forgot that Teacher Ni asked us to prepare for the speech competition. I have to prepare at home in advance. I am not like you. I have a good broadcasting foundation and a famous announcer in the school. I am a stupid bird, so I have to fly first."

Zhao Huanhuan left in Mashasa's painful eyes.

At home, Zhao Feiyan was waiting for Zhao Huanhuan with a smile.

Zhao Feiyan, who has always been honest and introverted, released her emotions for the first time. Zhao Huanhuan was surprised: "What's so happy?"

Zhao Feiyan took out two test papers: Chinese 90 and mathematics 95.

This is the best result in history for Zhao Feiyan.

Since going to school, Zhao Feiyan, a poor student who has never passed the exam, has steadily improved since she took tutoring with Ma Dongshang Haiou and his wife.

Having taken more than 90 points in both subjects is considered a record.

Zhao Huanhuan touched Zhao Feiyan's head and encouraged him: "Feiyan is so smart. She will study hard with the teacher and strive to get 100 points in both subjects."

When Zhao Feiyan heard her sister praise her for being smart, she couldn't help but blush in her eyes.

"Sister, I'm not smart. You paid the teacher to help me with tutoring." Zhao Feiyan's voice was a little trembling.

My sister is not talented and has grown up under the suppression of her mother for a long time. Her inferiority complex has penetrated into her bones.

Zhao Huanhuan couldn't help feeling distressed when she looked at her sister. She smiled and said softly: "We Feiyan are the smartest. If you are not smart, it would be useless to spend money to hire a teacher to do tutoring. You are just smart."

"Really?"

"Of course, will my sister lie?"

Must not!

Zhao Feiyan suddenly became happy.
Chapter completed!