Transmigrated in the 90’s as a Little Dumpling

A little boy with glasses slammed into the classroom door like a cannonball, followed by a tall boy with a wheat complexion and single eyelid.

It is Ding Yi and Wang Junyang.

Wang Junyang ran a sweat, took Ding Yi's shoulders and walked to the podium, breathing heavily, "Old, here comes the teacher! Or, it is Teacher Feng from our preschool...Ay, Xixi? What are you doing? ?"

Afterwards, there was a rush of heels hitting the ground at the door, which quickly stopped.

Teacher Feng's gentle voice clearly floated into the ears of every child: "Good morning, classmates, I am the head teacher of the fifth class of grade one, Feng Aihua, and the classmates call me Teacher Feng."

It's really Teacher Feng!

Teacher Feng is a young teacher in the attached primary school. He is very gentle after graduating from the normal school.

The school leaders also know that the most difficult thing to bring to school each year is the children's class. What's more, this children's class is also mixed with some cross-regional school-choosing students.

In addition, she has taken the preschool class of the children's class during the summer vacation, and is already familiar with the children. The leader deliberately asked her to take the fifth class of first grade.

Song Qiaoxi thought that on the first day of the preschool, the original owner was truant and was almost kidnapped by a trafficker at the train station. The next day, he took Wang Junyang and Ding Yi to unscrewing the bells of the bicycle shed. Grab bag...

Uh, this...

Who was it at that time, vowing to be a good baby that the teacher likes?

With a dazed effort, she felt a cold on her wrist.

Looking down, it was a slender, white hand that pulled his fleshy wrist and then let it go.

Chu Jin held his schoolbag in the other hand, standing beside the podium, looking at her steadily.

Facing Shang Chujin's quiet eyes, he pursed his mouth and shook his head gently at Xiao Nuo Tuan.

Understanding what Chu Jin meant, Song Qiaoxi obediently stepped down from the podium and looked back at Jiang Qisheng dissatisfiedly.

Humph, let you talk nonsense!

Jiang Qisheng's little mung bean stared at the size of a yellow bean, and he slightly stuck his tongue at her provocatively.

Then a figure sternly stood in front of Song Qiaoxi, isolating the "eye war" between her and Jiang Qisheng.

Chu Jin pulled Nuo Tuanzi behind him, frowning, staring coldly at Jiang Qisheng, who was sticking his tongue out on the podium.

Xiao Pang Dun was stunned for a moment, shrank his neck in a constrained manner, and took two steps back.

Song Qiaoxi poked her head from behind Chu Jin, wondering what happened?

As a result, he didn't see anything clearly, so he was pulled by the arm by the boy and left near the podium.

"Students stood up with schoolbags, we went to the hallway, lined up in two lines, everyone is taller and shorter," Teacher Feng clapped his palms, looked at the children gently and firmly, but his tone was beyond doubt, "Hurry up and move. Whose small eyes didn’t look at the teacher?"

The children in the compound are well known to be difficult to manage, and all teachers in the school know.

If it is a young teacher who has graduated from a normal school and leads a class with children, they are often cried by bear children. These children are usually very naughty one by one, and it is easy to engage in small "groups" collective "rebellion."

The strange thing is that in 1996, all of the children in the newspaper compound liked the young and beautiful Teacher Feng, and they were willing to listen to her.

Teacher Feng has no pretensions, and it is easy to get along with the children. The games that children of this age like to play, books of interest, and even buzzwords among the children can be easily understood, and they can talk to the children very well.

Unlike the mathematics teacher Li, who always has a bitter face, the pointer strums "piapia", and the chalk head hits people without moving, making people stand up with fright.

Hearing what Teacher Feng said, the children stood up cooperatively, filed out of the classroom, and lined up obediently in two lines.

Song Qiaoxi took the schoolbag from Chu Jin, put it on her shoulder, and followed Wang Junyang and Ding to the outside.

Before going out, I turned my head and peeped at him, I wanted to ask, did he and Jiang Qisheng just say something?

But since there are all classmates around, it is not easy to speak up.

After taking a peek several times, he found that Chu Jin still had no expression on his face, but his eyes kept chasing her, and even he found himself peeking. There was an imperceptible arc between the corners of his lips, and there was no other expression on his face.

Nuo Tuanzi hugged her small arms in front of her chest, feeling a little strange.

Chu Jin, what are you laughing at?

Teacher Feng quickly adjusted the children's team, arranged from short to tall, and tried to match a little boy and a little girl as a group.

Because of her short stature, Song Qiaoxi was in the third row of the team, and Chu Jin and the tall boys were far away.

She looked around and found that her tablemate was a boy in the compound who hadn't talked much before and had little freckles on his face.

The boy looked familiar, he usually played well with Jiang Qisheng.

Since she didn't belong to the same "camp", Little Freckle twisted her face awkwardly to the other side, deliberately not looking at her, making it clear that she was unwilling to talk to Song Qiaoxi, as if using the air to draw a natural "three-eight line".

Behind her was Ding Miao. While Teacher Feng was behind the team, Song Qiaoxi turned her head, smiled and waved to Ding Miao, almost jumping up excitedly.

Ding Miao raised her head and glanced at her, took her finger to gently push the glasses, and nodded a little helplessly, as a greeting?

This made Nuo Tuanzi happy, and Miaomiao finally took care of her!

Just be willing to talk to her, so that the distance between myself and Miaomiao becoming good partners is one step closer.

Beside Ding Miao, stood a handsome little boy.

He looked pale and thin, not tall, with a digital watch, and wearing small leather shoes. At first glance, he looked like he was well raised by his mother.

The boy's face looks like he is not a child of their big yard, but a school-choosing student in society.

Tuanzi waved to him and smiled sweetly.

Song Qiaoxi deliberately lowered her voice to greet the little boy, but even if she whispered in a whisper, her enthusiasm could not be blocked at all, "Hello, my name is Song Qiaoxi. Song is Song Jiang’s Song, and Qiao is Qiao Mu’s Joe. Xi is a super difficult Xi with so many strokes, what is your name?"

The delicate little boy flushed with flushed face, quickly lowered his head to look at the toe of his shoe, and put both hands into his trouser pocket nervously: "I, my name is Zhao Xin...three, three golden Xin."

"Wow! Your name is so rich, but you have a lot of strokes, but we have some bad luck. We will have to write our names for a long time when we take exams in the future!"

She chuckles out of laughter.

The boy who called Zhao Xin relaxed a lot, raised his head and pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a light smile, his face was not so red.

He glanced at Ding Miao to the left, his face flushed again.

But this time, not only did he blush, Zhao Xin even blushed at the roots of his ears.

The boy carried his hard-shell schoolbag upside down, took out a transparent bag with colorful candies, opened it and handed it to Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao.

He spoke to Ding Miao in a voice that was so small that he could hardly hear him, "What is your name? Here, give you and Song Qiaoxi candy..."

Have sugar to eat?

As long as it is something to eat, you like glutinous dumplings!

Song Qiaoxi hurriedly put her little head in front of the sugar bag happily. There were many high-end candies she hadn't seen before, as well as round golden chocolates.

She suddenly chose to commit a difficult disease, and she was dazzled.

After hesitating again and again, he took a piece of toffee he knew from the sugar bag. Tongyin said softly, "Thank you Zhao Xin!"

Tear open the yellow candy paper with the big rooster printed on it, revealing a small chubby milky square candy cube inside.

Xiao Nuo Tuan swallowed the sugar cube "Ao Wu" in one mouthful. After a few seconds, the scent of sweet milk melted in his mouth.

Wow toffee, it's so sweet and fragrant!

It's so delicious too!

Being intoxicated, she raised her eyes, wondering to find that Ding Miao hadn't taken the sugar from the sugar bag.

Ding Miao leaned against the wall and said in a low voice, "My name is Ding Miao. I don't eat sweets. Mom said that eating sweets has worm fangs. Thank you."

Zhao Xin blushed and was about to explode, silently took the sugar back, and looked at Song Qiaoxi as if for help, looking at a loss.

Blushing, he stretched out his hand and handed the bag to Nuo Tuanzi again, "Song, Song Qiaoxi, are you still eating? Well, Jinsha chocolate is delicious."

Nuo Tuanzi was shocked, turning the sugar cubes with his tongue in his mouth, playing with his little hands drooping on his shoulders, curly ponytails.

Mother Ding won't let Ding Yi and Ding Miao eat candy?

Why doesn't she remember this?

Every time I went to Ding’s house to look for Ding, Ding’s mother would grab a handful of fragrant almonds and sweet and sour plum sugar and put them in her pocket.

Why does Miaomiao say that, doesn't he like Zhao Xin...'s candy?

A bag of all kinds of candies, and a lot of high-end imported goods, all of which I have never seen...

Looking at Ding Miao like a cold little adult, leaning her head against the wall and not looking at Zhao Xin, Song Qiaoxi really didn't understand the reason.

It's just that, after all, it's a short-mouthed cannibal, and you don't see Zhao Xin being so embarrassed, Song Qiaoxi thinks about it, it's better to make a round.

She pushed Zhao Xin's hand, because there was sugar in her mouth, the little dumpling's voice became more glutinous, and the tone became sticky, "Thank you Zhao Xin, I just have to eat one piece, you keep the others.

Ding Miao may not like to eat sweets, Zhao Xin is okay, don't be sad, you two are at the same table, and you will definitely be good friends in the future!

By the way, Miao Miao’s Miao are three waters, and your Xin is three golds. Your names look like, so fate! "

Zhao Xin looked at Ding Miao again, smiled shyly at her and nodded, "Then, Ding Miao, I will bring you other sweets tomorrow? If you like to eat salty, I will bring you salty. Is the snack good?"

After the boy finished speaking, although Ding Miao didn't reply, his face became softer.

She shook her head slightly, and added in a low voice: "Thank you, no need."

Zhao Xin had to turn his head and shrink his neck again, squeezed a smile at Song Qiaoxi, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

This time Nuo Tuanzi had nothing to do, so I had to spread my hand to Zhao Xin, shrugged, and comforted him softly, "Miao Miao is a very good person, but he is not familiar with you. It will be fine if you are familiar with it in the future. Don't worry. what......"

"Ling Ling Ling..."

The class bell rang.

"Classmates, we are ready to line up. I will take everyone into the classroom and sit down. From now on, I will keep quiet. You can speak as loudly as you want during the break."

After the ringtone was over, Teacher Feng took the little peas from Class 5 of Grade One into the classroom, and successively arranged seats.

Song Qiaoxi was placed in the middle of the second row. Ding Miao and Zhao Xin were separated from her by an aisle.

From now on, everyone will be "neighbors" next door, and Xiao Nuo Tuan is very happy.

After sitting firmly, she put her schoolbag into the hole in the table, and she kept looking back frequently, wanting to see where Chu Jin and the others were sitting.

Oh, Wang Junyang and Ding Yi are sitting together!

Count it, it's in the sixth row of the classroom.

Waved with them happily, and immediately got two mischievous faces.

Where's Chu Jin?

He is taller than them. Where is he sitting?

He glanced around in the back row and found that Teacher Feng hadn't arranged for Chu Jin yet. At this time, Zhao Xin's transparent sugar bag at the next table stretched out in front of him again.

"Song Qiaoxi, you can eat another one. You have it, can you tell Ding Miao which one is delicious?

This Jinsha chocolate is delicious. The outside is hazelnut grains, the inside is filled with hazelnut jam, and there is a whole hazelnut inside, which is fragrant and sweet.

Ding Miao doesn't like candy, does she like chocolate? "

With a little pitiful expression, Zhao Xin begged her to eat another candy.

At this kind of moment, after hearing Zhao Xin's detailed description, how can Xiao Nuo Tuan have any reason to refuse?

Although she knew that even if she described how delicious Jinsha chocolate is, Miaomiao would not necessarily eat it from Zhao Xin. Miaomiao is such a little "iceberg" girl with a little weird temper.

But this does not prevent Song Qiaoxi from liking her and wanting to be good friends with her.

Xiao Nuo Tuan nodded to Zhao Xin and took a golden chocolate ball from the bag.

The Jinsha Chocolate was held in her small hand. It was a big one. The outside was wrapped in a beautiful layer of golden foil, and there was a small brown paper cup holder at the bottom, which looked very delicate.

She tore open the sugar paper carefully, and smelled it first, it was a strong nutty fragrance, it was really good!

Opened his small mouth, "Woo" took a bite, and the whole ball was less than a half.

Wow, the taste is the first taste of the crushed hazelnut nuts, followed by the fragrant and silky chocolate, huh? The crunchy wafer also ran out, and at the end was half a crispy hazelnut.

Savour it carefully. It is not pure sweetness, but also has the aroma of hazelnut and the slight bitterness of chocolate. This taste will not disappear from the mouth for a long time.

Eating happily, my little head is still wondering how to organize language, and He Miaomiao describes how delicious this Jinsha chocolate is.

She heard Teacher Feng's voice coming from the back of the classroom, calling Chu Jin's name.

In Song Qiaoxi's mouth, the remaining half of the chocolate **** just stuffed into her mouth, her cheeks swelled up, she hurriedly turned her head to look at them.

Teacher Feng patted Chu Jin on the shoulder, pointed to an empty seat, and asked him to sit next to Jiang Qisheng, who was full of upset.

Jiang Qisheng immediately raised his hands high, his mouth pouted so that he could hang a soy sauce bottle, his little fat puffed his nostrils, and breathed like a man.

"Teacher! I don't want to be at the same table with Chu Jin!"

He barked like a plucked rooster, his facial features were all squeezed on his fleshy face like a disc, and his eyes were full of fear.

Song Qiaoxi stared at Jiang Qisheng in surprise, full of question marks, what is he doing?

Fearing that the teacher hadn't heard it, Xiao Pangdun suddenly jumped up from his seat, his fat belly was so loud that the table, chair and bench "choked", showing the magnitude of the movement.

Where did she hurriedly find Teacher Shen?

When Teacher Shen heard the movement, she turned around and walked quickly to Jiang Qisheng, placing her hand gently on Chu Jin's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

But the boy looked sideways uncomfortably, trying to avoid this physical contact.

Teacher Feng found it, and didn't force it, and moved a little bit away from him, stood a little bit in front of Chu Jin, and blocked Jiang Qisheng for him.

As the head teacher of the fifth class of grade one, Feng Aihua has learned about the situation of the classmates in advance.

Chu Jin's life experience made her feel very distressed. She had long expected that he would be more sensitive, so when she discovered that the child did not like physical contact, Feng Aihua deliberately stayed away from him.

At the beginning, Teacher Shen wanted to arrange for Chu Jin to sit with Jiang Qisheng, because Jiang Qisheng was like a "Kid King" in the preschool, with a lively and cheerful personality, and he could play with most of the children in the class.

The original intention was that he would bring Chu Jin with him. Feng Aihua had never seen Chu Jin before. From experience, I feel that generally such traumatized children are timid, introverted, sensitive and suspicious, and cannot easily integrate into the group.

The remaining reason is that these two boys are the tallest children in the class.

Feng Aihua patiently asked the bulging Xiao Pangdun: "Jiang Qisheng, tell your teacher, why don't you want to be at the same table with Chu Jin?"

"Teacher, me, I just don't want to be at the same table with him..."

Jiang Qisheng jumped to the side three feet away exaggeratedly, and with several desks, he was knocked crookedly.

He seemed to feel that the distance was far enough, and then made a funny gesture, curling into a ball and covering his eyes with his palms.

Xiao Pangdun yelled, "Woo, oh, because Chu Jin is playing with Song Qiaoxi's naughty bag, my father said, Uncle Song wants to raise Chu Jin as a son-in-law, and they will be a family in the future!

Teacher Feng, you don't know, Song Qiaoxi has bullied me since she was a child, and she will let Chu Jin bully me in the future..."

Teacher Feng frowned when he heard this "wrong reason", and felt that Jiang Qisheng was too noisy.

How did the parents teach this child, and tell the child all the messy things?

In front of him, Xiao Pangdun, who was seven years old, a little over 1.4 meters tall, and weighed almost 100 catties, tried his best to make a "weak, helpless, and pitiful" action expression.

Teacher Shen looked back at the cute little girl named Song Qiaoxi sitting in the second row, and saw that she quickly buried her head in her arms, covered her face tightly, and shrugged her shoulders slightly.

Look at Chu Jin, frowning around him, with complex expressions in his eyes...

Feng Aihua had the highest score in the class in early childhood psychology at a normal college. In this scenario, I would never believe what Jiang Qisheng said.

The children in the class thought Jiang Qisheng was so funny, and because of the incredible gossip, all the small faces showed surprise expressions.

Many kids poke me, I poke you, giggling and laughing.

Many children's eyes hovered between Song Qiaoxi, who was sitting in the front row, and Chu Jin, who was standing in the back row.

"Hey, what does it mean to be a son-in-law?"

"It means that Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin have a baby kiss."

"Na Xixi, I have to marry Chu Jin in the future, so I can't go back, right? Chu Jin is so handsome, and he can also play taekwondo, play the piano, speak English, and look as good as a prince."

"Haha, do you want to marry him too, shameful!"

"Oh, you hate it, I don't have one..."

......

"Classmates, be quiet, be quiet!"

Teacher Feng listened to the children's unscrupulous words, shook his head helplessly, and began to rectify class discipline, with a lot of serious voice.

The little Doudings who had just entered the first grade saw that Teacher Feng became serious, and they shrank their heads and turned into little quails, shut their mouths, and sat down honestly.

Only Jiang Qisheng was still shrinking on the spot, humming and peeking out of his palms, with a sly smile on his mouth.

Chu Jin clenched his fists, Jiang Qisheng said that he didn't care about anything, he had no interest in the tricks of these little kids, and he didn't care what they said.

However, as soon as the Song family was involved, it made his chest hot inexplicably, and he looked straight to the front row of the classroom, in the direction of Song Qiaoxi's seat.

From a distance, I could only see Xiao Nuo Tuan burying his head in his arms, lying on the table, with a pair of ponytails tied to the back of his hairy head, his curly brown hair swayed slightly, and his little shoulders shrugged.

She is...

Cried?

Teng burst out from the fire in Chu's stomach.

With a gloomy face, he walked straight to Jiang Qisheng, and grabbed the chubby man who had shrunk into a ball from the ground by the collar of his school uniform.

Jiang Qisheng opened his mouth without screaming, his mung bean eyes stared into a yellow bean again, letting Chu Jin pull him, staggering towards the front of the classroom.

This series of actions was so fast that Teacher Feng was a little confused, and his mind didn't change much.

Just now, she was still thinking about how to criticize and educate Jiang Qisheng, and comfort the cute and lovely girl Song Qiaoxi alone, and she had to take time to arrange some time to give Chu Jin a psychological counseling, so as not to let the little boy cast a psychological shadow.

In just a few seconds, Chu Jin in Teacher Feng's eyes suddenly seemed to have changed.

From the seemingly sensitive, alienated, polite, and pretty little boy like a girl, to a child with chills and aggressive eyes.

Teacher Feng was stunned and didn't understand what Chu Jin wanted to do.

When she recovered, she found that Chu Jin had already pulled Jiang Qisheng to the front row of the classroom, and stopped in front of Song Qiaoxi's desk in the second row of the desk.

The pale, tall and thin boy changed his hand, pressed Xiao Pangdun’s neck, forced Jiang Qisheng to put his head to his chest, and coldly spit out a few words in front of the children in the class: "Apologize to her."

"I, I don't... Teacher Feng..." Jiang Qisheng was crying, his neck hurt because of the pinching of Chu Jin's hands. He couldn't lift his head when he wanted to ask the teacher for help.

"Apologize."

Chu Jin repeated it again, his voice became colder, and his hands increased.

"Yes... Yes, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Qisheng trembled and apologized. Maybe he was really scared.

After all, Chu Jin has scared all the children in the class, including Teacher Feng.

When Teacher Feng rushed over, Chu Jin threw Jiang Qisheng near the podium like trash, regaining his indifference and alienation.

The hostility in his eyes was much less, and his eyes were dark and bottomless. Although there was still a little bit of anger, the beautiful boy in front of him did calm down.

Xiao Pangdun rubbed his neck, ran back to the back seat of the classroom, and sat down on the long bench.

The whole head can't wait to be stuffed into the table hole, as if afraid that other children would see him embarrassed and embarrassed.

Listening to what was happening outside, Song Qiaoxi dared to bury her head tightly under her arm, and kicked a little kangaroo in her arms, her small heart was about to jump out, it seemed that tears were almost in her eyes.

Her small teeth kept chewing hard, wishing that her shoulders followed her mouth hard.

But the half of the Golden Sands chocolate in your mouth is too much to turn around. After biting for a long time, I almost bit my tongue and haven't swallowed it?

Hey, the consequences of gluttonous mouth...

A pair of gentle hands covered Xiao Nuo Tuan's shoulders, and Teacher Feng's voice blew across his ears like a spring breeze: "Stop crying, Jiang Qisheng apologized to you, and the teacher will criticize and educate him."

"Song Qiaoxi, be good, stop crying, raise your head to show the teacher?"

"..."