Chapter 429: Calligraphy Competition

Compared to the elder brother's fierce popularity, he is like a little girl. Song Ye is now a little woman. Although it is not in line with human behavior, tonight all these events are weird enough that she has to stand at the door and look out In the direction in which the car's exhaust gas disappeared, I was lost in thought for a long time.
The blazer's usual smell of tobacco still remained on the blazer, tinged with the coldness of the night and rushing into his mind, and the medals on his chest were heavy, like a hot heart hanging from her Heart.
Qin Zhan rushed back for her, accompanied by eating, shopping and watching movies. These kinds of goodness were so obvious that they made people feel heavy.
"Major General ..." she murmured as she rubbed the medal under her hand.
At the age of 26, Rong was promoted to the rank of Major General. This should be the first person in the history of Country Z. It is no wonder that the Han family did not hesitate to bundle Qin Zhan with the trick of getting on the bus first and then replenishing the ticket. Maybe even the Qin family can't wait for it now. Begging Qin Zhan to go back and inherit the family business.
This news may not be a good thing for Song Ye.
She did not intend to be the enemy of Qin Zhan, but in fact the probability of such an antagonistic ending is very high. The higher the position of the other party, the greater the power, and the danger of Song Ye will be doubled.
Severely wiping out some of the stiff faces in the cold wind, Song Ye turned and walked into the door. At that moment, her heart was numb.
When I arrived at school on Monday as usual, the class teacher summoned Song Ye to enter the office very kindly. Compared with the frowning frown at the beginning of school, the attitude of the female class teacher was charming and dog-legged.
"Song Ye, are you better? Why is your face still not good? Do you need to rest for a few more days? Don't study too hard ..." Barabara, after 10 minutes from Song Ye walked into the office, she was cared for by the class teacher for 10 minutes .
"Teacher, is there anything wrong?" In the end, Song Ye couldn't stand it anymore, rubbing his forehead with a headache, and interrupted her nagging.
"Oh, I heard that your calligraphy is very good, there is a competition in the school, I hope you can participate, of course, it is best to ask students to join Mencius Heng." The head teacher changed his face in a second, maybe he felt that the front was perfect enough, so Speaking of business at this time, he didn't mess with him at all.
Of course, Song Ye also captured the key point in one second, "I remember Mencius Heng did not participate in any competition."
"Um." The class teacher's face was so tense, she looked at Song Ye with a pleading cry, and her voice was lowered by eight degrees. "So, I hope you can help and say that this game is very important." The key is, the One teacher and the second teacher won prizes.
Song Ye Haohao lived for thirty years, and the class teacher's thoughts could be seen at a glance, so she maintained a high cold face paralysis, and asked indifferently: "The teacher thinks I am better at talking?"
In the middle of the winter, the head teacher snorted suddenly and felt that the temperature in the office was lower. "You are roommates, and it's good to go out and play together as a companion, isn't it?" She tried to use her purity. Reasons to convince each other.
Helpless, "Teachers don't have to worry. Where did I go? I don't have the habit of going to the toilet with my classmates hand in hand?" So, companionship or something can't attract me.
Song Ye's oil and salt didn't make the head teacher almost explode. However, I can think of the other person being his own cash cow and not being too tough. In the end, he could only respectfully put people back and crucify his heart and lungs.
A Master Meng family didn't dare to blame himself, but now he can't even control Xueba from a small place.
As a class teacher, I just feel unlovable.
When he returned to the classroom, Song Ye did not raise the matter with Mencius at all, and looked through the books as usual.
Until the afternoon, Wang Qianqian and Gu Yitong walked in from outside, and their mouths were so tilted that they could lift the kettle.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yan looked at the Huantu duo and asked everyone very well. No way, the other three grandfathers are pretending to be big names, he can only play classmate love.
As soon as she got attention, Wang Qianqian immediately felt wronged, and her mouth fell out suddenly like a machine gun. "It's not the Fu Tonger. This time she was named by a teacher to participate in a calligraphy competition. So she was guilty outside and her support group was released. The sound of the wind said that Song Ye ’s crazy grass was simply a copy of Lin Tong's work, and he could not write anything else. Although she did not say it, everyone could see that it was deliberately condoned. "
Gu Yitong nodded again and again. As a boy, he couldn't talk bad about girls, so Wang Qianqian was his best spokesperson at the moment.
It's a conscience.
After hearing the words, even Le Mingyu murmured, "I didn't see it, Fu Tonger was so stingy." Before, they also had a good opinion of the excellent child support of the Meng family. They felt that the little girl was kind and gentle, and it was suitable for Mencius Heng. .
As a result, a plate of drinks was hit on Song Ye at the banquet that day, and the goodwill of the crowd was also lost.
"I'll deal with this matter. Song Ye, I'm in trouble for you." Menzi Ziheng frowned, and took the responsibility very consciously.
Song Ye shook his head, not paying much attention. "I can't find any splash, don't care."
Wang Qianqian sighed, the emperor was not in a hurry to die the eunuch. "Song Ye, you can have a snack. There are not only girls in those support groups, but also some extreme messengers. They can attack people with fists and rumors. Drowned. "It was only after this that the rumors of Song Yebang's large sums subsided, and Fu Tonger was seduced again. It really couldn't stop for a moment.
"Who said that I was out of my mind?" Song Ye stared at the textbook with ten eyes, but gave a slight response in his mouth. "I also participated in the calligraphy competition."
At that time, will her mad grass be copied, will she have the strength, and everything will be broken? So Song Ye is really not worried at all.
Several people at the table were stunned, Song Ye participated in the game, they have not heard of it. No, Song Ye didn't even mention it.
"Why haven't you heard what you said?" Meng Ziheng also put aside the book, and squinted over, his eyes inquiring.
"Eh? Is it important?" Song Ye looked away and read the next page. He really didn't take the game seriously.
Mencius was stunned and suddenly had nothing to say. He knew that this man had a cold temperament and didn't blame him much. He got up and walked out of the classroom.
When the bell rang, the class teacher strode into the classroom, and the smile on his face was even brighter than the sunlight outside the room. "This calligraphy competition, two students in our class enthusiastically signed up to participate. The teacher was very pleased. Well, I wish Song Ye and Meng Ziheng to win the class in our class, and the teacher is waiting for your good news. "
With a bang, the classroom suddenly exploded.