Moreover, Wang Hua couldn't help but speak, "But you don't win many awards when you paint."
Song Ersheng smiled, "I don't have energy."
Wang Hua knew that he couldn't ask anything.
The kid didn't want to say.
Anyway, as long as she is willing to participate in the math competition, but, ah, "I'm looking for you here, and the teacher on the Chinese art side will also look for you and ask you about participating in the competition."
It's not that I'm too snobbish, and you know that although they are all awards, mathematics does have the highest gold content.
If you want to participate in other competitions, your teachers will support you, but I still hope that you can put most of your energy into mathematics."
Song Ersheng nodded, Wang Hua could say it so directly, and it could be regarded as attentive to her, "Don't worry, I understand the severity." ” Just like his father, although he was happy that he had a talent for painting, he supported his painting but never encouraged himself to draw for a living.
In my father's heart, painting is just a trick and entertainment, and it is not the right way in the end.
Song Ersheng also understands his father's pedantic thoughts, and grandpa basically thinks so.
So she doesn't plan to participate in any drawing competitions in the future.
Back in the classroom, it's already class.
Physics class.
Physics Teacher Chen glanced at her, didn't stop lecturing, and waved her hand to let her in.
Song Ersheng bowed slightly, and then quickly returned to his seat.
After class, Misty asked the math teacher what she was looking for.
Song Ersheng didn't answer first, but turned his head to look at Zhanhe, looking at the meaning of the old math, Zhanhe was also a candidate to participate in the math competition, and obviously knew it before himself.
But he didn't show it in the class at all, and the kid really didn't look away.
"Zhanhe, what do you see he doing, what's wrong with him?"
Song Ersheng pushed away Mimeng's head, "Just take a look."
I'll talk about that later. ” Soon, it has been almost two months since the start of school, and the freshmen have basically adapted to the study and life of junior high school, this day the head teacher called Song Ersheng and Meng Ben, "At the end of next week, there will be an autumn sports meeting, this is a notice, you go back and have a class meeting in the class to say, what project you want to apply for, you can find Meng Ben to sign up, and urge the students in the class to use these two weeks to exercise, this is the first collective activity of the freshmen, I hope our class can have a good result." ” Zhang Lingdong didn't say it in detail, but Song Ersheng glanced at the notice, and he had a score in his heart.
"I see, I'll take care of this.
Teacher, shouldn't you talk about the class fee this time?"
The head teacher nodded, "You can do it." ” Song Ersheng and Meng Ben went out of the office, Meng Ben looked at the game items, basically all of them, and there was a tug-of-war between classes after the game, "When is the ball game?"
He likes basketball and football, and Sanqian also likes football.
After thinking about it, Song Ersheng replied, "It should be at the end of May."
It's next year. ” Meng Ben was a little dissatisfied, and he couldn't help it.
Song Ersheng hooked his fingers, "Be content, now that the living conditions are better, there are more school activities, and when my sisters used to go to school, they were very happy to have a sports meeting and a New Year's Day party."
Meng Ben snorted, "That Song Xiaodi has been arranged by your grandfather to go to a private high school in the city, let's go to a private high school too."
Song Ersheng didn't answer.
Meng Ben knew that what he said was in vain, but he still hoped that Sanqian could have a better learning environment, "If you go to a private school, you will be able to fiddle with the opera and painting you like, but now you have to look at the face of the person to participate in a math competition."
"Meng Ben" Song Ersheng pulled him and let others hear what to do.
Meng Ben turned his head, but he didn't say anything.
Song Ersheng knew that he was just a little tempered, and said patiently, "Although Mr.
Wang designated me in the mathematics competition, it is normal to participate in the examination for selection.
This math competition is of great quality, and the school is just cautious. ” "Then why do you want to pick a bone in the egg and give you such a low score, obviously you should be the first, why did that Zhanhe become the first" Meng Ben was not angry here.
Three thousand is learning mathematics from people like Guo Lanting, and she has lived for a lifetime, even if it is just the present of this life, three thousand is enough to crush Zhanhe.
But the judge actually said that Sanqian's thinking was wrong, and even if the answer was correct, half of her score was deducted, making Zhanhe the first place It's so unfair, the more Meng Ben thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, "These bullshit teachers have problems with their own thinking, their own thinking is narrow, why do you say that your thinking is not right, who stipulates that the thinking of the exam should be the same, your thinking is obviously the easiest, just because it is out of the program, they deliberately deduct your points, those teachers are jealous, they are sick" Song Ersheng really didn't expect that a week had passed since this exam, and Meng Ben was still so angry.
Although he understands that he feels sorry for himself, it is not a good thing to be so serious, "Do you think that when I am with you, I should be superior" Meng Ben's fierce anger made Song Ersheng dislike it very much.
Because most of the reason why he is angry is because he was underestimated, and incidentally, he was belittled.
In fact, if it's even more hurtful, Song Ersheng still didn't say it, you just think it's a shame to be with me, right?
Meng Ben's face changed, he looked at Song Ersheng suddenly, and then his eyes flashed slightly, and his face turned red.
Although I was panicked, I still had a hard mouth, "What's wrong with me thinking so I have been thinking this since I was a child, since I was a child, I felt that you wronged yourself and didn't talk about your own ability, just say that I am here, why do you have to be so angry" Song Ersheng looked at his virtue, which he obviously regretted and worried about, but deliberately maintained an arrogant shelf, so a pair of eyes had already leaked everything.
She didn't like the idea in her heart, so she immediately dispersed, and pulled Meng Ben to the corner, even if she was looked at by other children, she didn't care.
"I'm sorry, I'm the one who made you wronged" Meng Ben was slightly stunned, his expression softened, and his eyebrows were full of distress and regret, "I don't feel wronged, I just, I feel sorry for you even more, I don't use it, I always say that I can make your life better, but for so many years, I haven't done anything" t1706231537: