My desk

After school, everything has changed. Our classroom has changed, the teacher has changed, my desk has changed, Xiao Xiao, who has been with me for many years, is not at the same table with me. My class is at our table. The sissy - Yang Zhaohui. Yang Zhaohui He is a top student in mathematics, and I am a childlike child of mathematics. Sitting next to him can be a blessing. Hey, secretly tell you that whenever I encounter a problem that I can't write, I use my "clairvoyance" to aim at his homework. . Do you know why he is our recognized sissy?

There is no lethality. The boys in our class are all violent and tempered. We are playing in the classroom and in the hallway, but my desk is still on the seat. At this time, there are always some boys who come to him and tell him. "Oh, someone is stupid." "Girly, hello." There are some people who love to join in the fun and always say. If other boys don't play, they will blame.

The typical crying ghost at my desk, his mathematics is quite good, but English is his Achilles heel. "Yang Zhaohui, come to the office after class." "Yang Zhaohui, what about your homework?" "Yang Zhaohui, have you listened to the class?" This conversation can be heard almost every day, and this sissy often goes to the office to be a guest. "This is not just coming back from the office, and the eyes are getting into trouble." If someone else is like this to him, it means that the person has no nerves of feelings. His "bad words" will be written here first, and thousands of people should not tell him.

Fifth grade: good heart