Song Shengsheng is always very helpful for compliment.
She also felt quite smart. When she was in the first year of high school, although she had a hard time studying, she was a little bit forced.
But their teachers were all taken out to criticize and educate.
Later, the teachers who came to the school were not much older than them. They all taught according to the textbooks. She couldn’t understand the content in the class, so she held the book and asked the teacher after class.
The teacher couldn’t explain either.
He hesitated and stumbling, and at the end he was a little impatient: “This is how the formula is written, you just copy it accordingly, don’t need to understand it.”
Song Shengsheng’s grades are getting worse and worse.
The teacher doesn’t like her much either.
When the second year of high school started and my parents were reluctant to pay her registration fee with the money, the teacher told her about her usual problems at school in front of her parents.
Small details are infinitely large.
The Song family was already stingy. When they heard the teacher say this, they thought that she, a rotten wood, was in school, and they were using the money they had saved up with their hard work!
I was furious and stopped reciting for her.
Twist her ear and she pulled her tears home.
Song Shengsheng made a statement and defended himself: “I didn’t stop listening to the class.”
Song Ma asked, “Then why did you get more than ten points?”
Song Shengsheng said aggrievedly, “I don’t understand.”
I can’t understand because these little teachers couldn’t understand at all.
They are neither college students from prestigious universities nor old teachers with many years of experience in teaching and educating.
Who can’t study according to the textbook?
But Song Ma didn’t know this and treated her words as a quibble.
Song Ma was so distressed that she was so sad that she was so sad that she was so sad that she was not good at listening to her. She could listen to her brothers and sisters at school, and she wouldn’t get more than ten points in math!”
Song Shengsheng still remembers this.
She still believes that she was not too stupid at all and was persuaded to leave, and she didn’t even allow her to continue her second year of high school.
Although she is not as smart as Shen Zhishu and Song Peiyuan, and her understanding is a little worse than that of them, she is willing to study and study hard. If she doesn’t understand, she must break the casserole and ask the bottom of the problem.
不然那几个小老师也不会嫌她烦了。
It was because her desire for knowledge was too strong that she asked them down and made them angry.
Song Shengsheng secretly pulled his cuffs, pretending to be very modest in front of his elders: “Don’t talk like this.”
Fu Cheng pinched her face and smiled at the corner of his lips: “I’m not saying it wrong yet.”
Xiao Congming She is the first place.
Ye Jing felt that Shengsheng didn’t look like a person with great talent in learning, but since his son said so, there must be his reason.
“It is of course the best to be admitted to college in the future.”
Song Shengsheng has even figured out what to learn, and she wants to learn very profitable professional knowledge! Or just learn how to make many beautiful clothes.
She doesn’t care whether she will be ridiculed by others. She worked hard to get into college but just became a tailor.
She just wants to do what she likes.
Let’s just say that.
Ye Jing thought of his eldest son who hadn’t moved his chopsticks a few times at noon. Although he didn’t know why he was so fragile, the amount he ate at noon was obviously not his usual appetite.
An adult man can be full after eating a few bites, and it doesn’t sound like a sensible thing.
Ye Jing said, “You both happened to be free in the afternoon. Shengsheng is not familiar with the area near the courtyard. You can take Shengsheng out for a walk later, be familiar with the neighbors, and say hello.”
“It just happened to send your brother some snacks. I’m afraid he will be hungry in the afternoon.”
Fu Cheng was expressionless after hearing this, and did not show any reluctance.
However, Song Shengsheng felt guilty when he heard his uncle.
The little hands that were grabbed by Fu Cheng were sweating.
Fu Cheng gently lifted his eyelids and asked seriously: “Does their diplomatic department not buy snacks, or is there no one preparing?”
Ye Jing was really puzzled! Why can’t her two sons be used to it these two days?
In the past, I did everything I asked them to do without saying a word.
Today, one or two talk a lot.
Ye Jing asked a little strangely: “Did you have a quarrel with your brother?”