Dudu, wearing a white shirt and a pair of black cropped pants, stood up coldly from his seat, and a deep light was reflected in Mohe's eyes.

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly dropped to zero, and everyone didn't dare to show off. However, the professor looked majestic and his eyes were always sharp and eye-catching.

You should know that what we taught this morning is the new skills developed by scientists. Only internal personnel know the specific models. Moreover, the systems are complex and scientific researchers with many years of experience are difficult to record them in a short time, let alone a child.

According to Xiaotian's rigid requirements, if the students fail to complete the task as required in class, they will receive severe punishment.

Everyone took a breath when they thought of the torture instruments hidden in the wall behind the classroom.

Xu Feng, who was standing outside the classroom window, couldn't help but want to rush into the classroom, but unexpectedly he was grabbed from behind by a small hand.

"Xu Feng, what are you going to do?" Qing Hai, who was also wearing military uniform, frowned and gave Xu Feng a coquettish look.

"What can you do? You didn't see that the new and old man obviously couldn't get along with our Dudu. Such a difficult question is obviously making things difficult for the child. What is the point of calculating a child?" Xu Feng looked angry, and his tough face was filled with anger.

Seeing his serious appearance, the sea of ​​love was afraid of causing a commotion, so he quickly reached out to seal Xu Feng's mouth tightly.

Then he made a "shhh" posture, and was pulled by the love sea. Xu Feng, who was still very impulsive just now, was much quieter.

All the eyes looked into the classroom, and just as everyone was sweating for Dudu.

Unexpectedly, the little man was convinced by everyone's words as soon as he opened his mouth.

Looking at Dudu clearly analyzing the small model fighter in front of him, Qinghai looked back proudly at Xu Feng, who was opening his mouth wide.

"Well, look, you're worrying about it." Qinghai looked at him with disgust, then turned around and left coolly.

Xu Feng hurriedly followed, "Oh, that's right, the boss's son, how can he not be outstanding!"

During lunch time, Dudu, who usually eats two small bowls of rice, has a lot of appetite. He only takes a few bites into his mouth and has no appetite.

Sitting on his small bed, shaking his little feet, the shiny leather boots bloomed in the sunlight, and the light-colored collared flower on his shirt was pulled to the edge of the bed. He leaned against the small bed pole and stared at the towering tree outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The results of this monthly exam seem to be out."

"Do you know who ranked first?"

Several small shadows were swaying in the corridor outside.

A little fat boy among them put his little lips on his crossbow, "Who can be the first? I don't envy these rankings."

The tone was full of disdain, but the soles of his feet kicked the small stone far away.

"Oh, it's not Du Ziteng again, right? He has won the first place many times. If I were the last place this time, my dad would beat me up." The tender bass was covered with grievances. He was already studying hard, but why did the teacher just go against him and he had to be so strict every time he corrected the papers.

"Tang Tang, should we go..." A thief voice floated in the corridor, and the friends looked at each other as if they had heard some mysterious event and finally reached an agreement.

Dudu, who was sitting on the small bed, narrowed his eyes, then got up, pulled the curtains with a snap, and the room suddenly fell into the darkness, and he could vaguely see his captivating eyes becoming colder.

The next day, Dudu was called to the office by the teacher.

The reason is that he actually handed in the blank paper again for his homework this morning.

"Why don't you do your homework?" The older teacher exuded a sense of majesty all over his body, but Dudu didn't seem to take the teacher's reproach to him.

"If you don't finish your homework next time, I'll ask someone to send you back and don't come to class in the future." Seeing that Du Du never spoke, the teacher was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him.

Facing a stubborn and strong background like Du Ziteng, the teacher's head ached faintly. Seeing that the child was silent, the teacher was too lazy to scold him anymore, so he waved his hand and let him go back to the classroom. He really had no choice but to do anything to him.

"Du Ziteng, do you want to play games?" As soon as he returned to the multi-functional classroom, the chubby Huang Xiaojian was holding a new mini mobile phone in his hand and shook it in front of Du Du. While talking, he didn't forget to squeeze his little eyes with the classmates next to him.

Dudu, who had a tight face, didn't even look at each other, and walked directly through the chubby figure and walked towards his seat.

Huang Xiaojian was not happy now. He bet with his classmates that if he beat Du Ziteng, then the midnight snacks tonight would be his own.

He stretched out his fat fingers and poked Dudu's back.

"Hey, do you want to play."

Dudu raised his head, looked at the other person with a blank expression, and said a few words coldly from his mouth, "There are new popsicles in the convenience store."

Before Du Du finished saying what he said, foodie Huang Xiaojian's eyes shone brightly and put the mini mobile game on his desk. He asked a few classmates to go straight to the convenience store.

Suddenly, when Huang Xiaojian walked out of the classroom, the things on his desk were stepped onto his feet.

"Du Ziteng, you have done something bad again, I want to report it to the teacher." A voice rose from behind Du Du, and you didn't have to think about it and knew it was the king of small reports.

Dudu was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, so he picked up his small schoolbag and walked outside.

Who told Huang Xiaojian to gather his classmates yesterday and said he wanted to give himself some color, huh, he is not easy to bully.

Walking on campus and looking at some parents who came to visit their children not far away, Dudu's little mouth pouted up and then kicked the small stone under his feet hard.

However, when passing by a classmate who ran into his parents' arms, Du Du raised his head slightly, looking tall, thinking to himself: Humph, he is so big, he still acts coquettishly, and he doesn't know how to be embarrassed.

The love sea behind him was neither anxious nor slow, and he followed behind the little back silently.

Dudu put his hands in his trouser pockets and took cheerful steps. He walked around the way even though the dormitory was only a few dozen meters away from the classroom.

This naughty kid must be thinking about something messy again.

As expected, when passing by the football field, he suddenly stopped, then squinted his eyes, looking at the students who were obviously half a head taller than him.

Humph, the chubby figure in the middle is really familiar.

Dudu supported the milky white marble with both hands, then sat down to the edge of the stone sculpture behind him, and the corners of his lips, which looked like Du Yunshen, curled upwards with a slight arc.
Chapter completed!