80s Taoism

　　 Zhang Shicai really recovered. After drinking the bowl of water, the fever subsided and the wound healed very quickly. There was no further deterioration. Except for the loss of one eye, Zhang Shicai almost recovered to the level of a normal person. I don't know if it is because of the powerful mana of that bowl of water or Zhang Shicai's strong consciousness of survival.

　　 Zhang Youping and his wife are beginning to worry about cubs. They don't want Cub Cub to have powerful spells, on the contrary, they prefer Cub Cub to be a normal person. Live an ordinary life. Meishan Navy is awe-inspiring, but it is not always a good thing to be awe-inspiring. The prejudice in the world is terrible. Don't look at ordinary people who are afraid of Meishan navy master. In fact, because of their awe, they invisibly isolate the people they fear.

　　 Meizi'ao Primary School is about to open, and Zhang Jiaohua is about to become a primary school student. However, Zhang Youping and his wife are worried that carrying schoolbags on their backs will not allow Cubs to go to school like ordinary people.

　　 Zhang Biaohua is also full of worries about Meizi'ao campus life. He didn't worry about being left out by other children on campus. I was worried that the teacher I met was just like the master in my dream, holding a ruler all day long, and doing everything possible to tap a crisp rhythm in his palm.

　　 Zhang Biaohua pulled five urines along the way, chased the butterfly ten times, played three times at the entrance of Meizi'ao Primary School, and finally came to Gong Ziyuan, the first-grade teacher, by her mother's ears.

　　 "What's your name?" Gong Ziyuan asked Zhang Jiahua with a somewhat stiff smile.

　　 Zhang puffed his mouth, making no sound. Although this teacher is not as old as the old Taoist priest, he is too similar to the old Taoist priest, with a hypocritical smile that makes you mistakenly think that he is very amiable. When the board hits the palm of his hand, he knows how good he is.

　　 Seeing the teacher’s culture, Liu Qiaoye quickly replied on behalf of the cubs, "Called Zhang Huahua."

　　 "Can he talk?" Teacher Gong asked very upset. Parents do everything for a child of this age, and it must be spoiled. This kind of child makes Gong Ziyuan very disgusted.

　　 "Yes, Zaizai, the teacher is asking you something!" Liu Qiaoye pushed Zhang to beg the flowers.

　　 "My name is Zhang Biaohua." Zhang Biaohua said reluctantly.

　　 Teacher Guo had such an expression in his eyes, "What is your name? Flower? What is flower?"

　　 "The beggar's beggar." Zhang Biaohua said grimly.

　　 Gong Ziyuan couldn't help but chuckled, "You should be your nickname? What is your big name?"

　　 "The name is also called Zhang Jiaohua. Zhang Dechun's ball day has been posted on the account book." Zhang Jiaohua couldn't help but cursed.

　　 "Hey, no swearing is allowed. In the future, you must pay attention to studying in school, and you must be civilized. No swearing." Gong Ziyuan said sternly.

　　 "Smelly boy, it's itchy, isn't it? You dare to swear vulgar words in front of the teacher. See how I go back to clean up you." Liu Qiaoye glared at the cub.

"Okay, your name has already been registered in the household registration book, and it is not easy to change it. You have to go to the police station. Otherwise, you can only call Zhang Biaohua in the future." Gong Ziyuan may think that he will accept a student named Zhang Biaohua. It hurts his image.

　　 "Zhang is a good flower, and a cheap name is easy to feed." Liu Qiaoye said nonchalantly.

　　 Zhang Huahua's face is bitter, there is no way to resist, but he can only silently admit that he is unlucky.

　　 Since family planning, there have been fewer and fewer school-age children. There used to be two classes in one grade, but now there are too many people in one class in one grade, and the number of people in two classes is a little too small. Ma Lisong, the principal of Meizi'ao Primary School, made a decision directly, and more than sixty kids squeezed into a class.

　　 The classroom is not much older. There are more than 60 children in the classroom, and there are only needles. Almost all the empty space in the classroom was used.

　　 Zhang called the flower because he didn't like Gong Ziyuan, so he was directly arranged to the last row by Gong Ziyuan. This is quite like Zhang's intention. The teacher wanted to slap him in the palm of his hand, and he had to cross the mountains and rivers.

　　 Zhang Jiujin is one year older than Zhang Biaohua, but only came to school this year. Gong Ziyuan arranged to sit on a bench with Zhang Biaohua.

　　 "I'm not going to sit on a bench with Jiaohua. My parents said, stay away from the flower." Zhang Jiujin cried and yelled not to sit on a bench with Zhang Jiaohua.

　　 Gong Ziyuan didn't understand, "No trouble, the position is arranged by the teacher. If you don't obey, stand up and go to class later."

　　 "My parents said, you can't get too close to the begging flower, you just let me stand in class, I also want to stay away from the begging flower." Zhang Jiujin is also very stubborn.

　　 Gong Ziyuan was a little annoyed, so he could only temporarily arrange another position for Zhang Jiujin. Although it was the last row, Zhang Jiujin also sat down in his new seat. After sitting down, he gave Zhang Jiaohua a look of contempt.

　　 Gong Ziyuan wanted to arrange for other children to beg Zhang for a bench, who knows that all the children in the class would not be willing to take a bench with Zhang.

　　 "There is a problem!" No matter how stupid Gong Ziyuan was, he knew that something was wrong. However, he couldn't figure out how could a seven-year-old kid be treated like this. It stands to reason that such a big boy shouldn't do any evil things that hurt the world.

　　 "Who can tell me why no one wants to sit on a bench with Zhang Jiaohua?" Gong Ziyuan asked loudly.

　　 "I know." Zhang Jiujin clicked his mouth and swallowed half of the paper-wrapped candy into his stomach.

"Zhang Jiujin, you are not allowed to eat in class in the future. Well, tell me why you are not willing to sit on a bench with Zhang Jiaohua." Gong Ziyuan glanced at Zhang Jiaohua, but found that Zhang Jiaohua was very calm, holding one. Pencil writing and drawing on paper, it seems that he is alone in this classroom. It's really strange.

"Between the flowers is a broom star! Whoever walks too close to him will be unlucky." When Zhang Jiujin called Zhang before the flowers, the six children went to the cattle together, but all the other five children drowned, and Zhang called the flowers. The only surviving thing has been said~www.wuxiahere.com~ Although Gong Ziyuan has only been transferred to Meizi'ao to teach first grade this semester, he has naturally heard about such a big thing as Meizi'ao. Unexpectedly, this survivor was in his class.

"In this way, this matter has nothing to do with Zhang Jiaohua at all. Why do you put all the responsibility on him? In the future, Zhang Jiaohua will be your classmate, and you cannot discriminate against him. You cannot isolate him. "Gong Ziyuan somewhat lamented that the feudal superstition in the countryside was still too serious. Unexpectedly, a child of this age would become a victim of feudal superstition.

　　 "Teacher, you can see ghosts by begging flowers. Everyone in the village knows that although Jinhu and the others are dead, they have been pestering the begging flowers. If you don't believe it, ask the begging flowers yourself." Zhang Jiujin laughed.

　　 Gong Ziyuan is a little bit skeptical. As a people's teacher, how can he believe in such a strange thing? Gong Ziyuan looked at Zhang Biaohua, "Zhang Biaohua, classmate."

　　 Zhang Biaohua didn't expect someone to call himself, so he didn't react immediately.

　　 "Student Zhang called Hua." Gong Ziyuan continued to shout.

　　 Zhang Jiujin stood up, walked to Zhang Jiaohua and knocked **** his desk, "Call flowers, the teacher is calling you!"

　　 Zhang Jiahua raised his head in surprise and looked at Gong Ziyuan strangely.

　　 "Student Zhang Jiahua, Zhang Jiujin said that you can see Jinhu, Fortune and other friends, can't you? Can you still see it now?" Gong Ziyuan asked.

"I can see it before. Some time ago, I don’t know where they went." Zhang Jiaohua suddenly remembered that he hadn’t seen Jinhu and the others for so long~www.wuxiahere.com~Welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiahere.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.