Chapter 11301130.Qiaoqiao live broadcast
Isn’t it easy to chop firewood? !
I heard that there would be rice cakes in the morning, so the five young men were eager to get ready. At dawn, they came with the old men in high spirits with their stomachs empty. Song Sancheng got up and stretched himself, but he felt guilty at the sight of this.
Hey, where are the relatives of Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, how come they are always arranging work every day?
But if they are not working, these young men will stand in a row, walking straight, and it would be a pity not to call them out!
After muttering, he looked at Aunt Lianhua washing coriander by the sink with gloves on in the early morning. With such a big pot, you can imagine how much these young men can eat!
In this case, you have to use it when it’s time to use it!
He put a large bundle of rope on his back and asked a few young men to pick up the chain saw.
Going to the door, he pointed out his new car to everyone: "Did you see it? How about it! This car is not bad, isn't it?"
Those who can do this job for young men may not necessarily have high emotional intelligence, but they will definitely be able to answer the questions. At this moment, Song Sancheng listened to the praises and became even more joyful.
But no matter how happy he was, he still had to drive a pickup truck to go up the mountain. At this moment, when he opened the car door, he said "tsk":
“This car door is too old...my car door still feels different.”
Song Tan, who was lying on the railing on the second floor:…
Her dad is really... He has been so popular in the village over the years, thanks to the small number of people in the village. Everyone plays cards and works and there is really no more choice.
After thinking about it for a while, he simply shouted: "Dad, let me go with you."
"No need!" Song Sancheng seemed to have just realized that his daughter was a young girl. She wore a skirt for dating, but his daughter wore a jacket and sneakers. She couldn't go to the mountain to plant trees, right?
“What are you doing! The car can’t fit in!”
Four of the five young men went up the mountain, and one stayed at home to do odd jobs (take care of the old men), which was just right! How can you squeeze in so many girls?
Song Tan didn’t force it, but the weather was bad today and she had already gotten up, while Lu Chuan was at work...
“Qiaoqiao, Mipi is going to make it. Do I need to show the results to your children before going to class?”
Qiaoqiao was reading and writing by herself. When she heard this, she thought for a moment and then threw away the pen.
Xin Jun rushed out of the bathroom and couldn't help shouting downstairs from the third floor: "Song Tan, Qiao Qiao has her own study plan, don't make random arrangements... go find your boyfriend when you have nothing to do!"
Song Tan quickly apologized: "Okay, okay, I won't do this next time." Joking aside, Teacher Xin taught Qiao Qiao, and the whole family respected her. This time she admitted that she was not being kind.
So, many early-morning workers who had just struggled out of bed were brushing their teeth in sleepy eyes when they heard a "ding-dong" from their mobile phones. Teacher Qiaoqiao announced the live broadcast!
【The [Pastoral Notes] that you are particularly concerned about is now on air! 】
Hurry, the subway signal will be jammed when you wait!
And when the live broadcast room started to show people, before Qiao Qiao had time to adjust the camera, the barrage was densely packed:
【Okay, okay, early self-study is for social animals, right? 】
【Who knows? Postgraduate students are so confused that they don't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning and don't forget to turn on their mobile phones...】
【Hey hey hey, my commute only takes ten minutes and now I am lying on the bed beautifully...】
【I advise you to be careful while lying on the bed, as you may lose track of time...】
【Lying on the same bed, a migrant worker in a small town commutes 20 minutes directly to...】
【Hit the workers! Working spirit! Beipiao workers are rushing all the way to catch the bus! But my love for Teacher Qiaoqiao is awesome! Don’t go—]
【Am I the only one who couldn't sleep at night thinking about the pig killing feast two days ago? 】
【You are not alone in front of me. As long as you have eaten it once, you will know that when I am seventy or eighty years old and all my teeth fall out, I will still be thinking about this pig-killing feast】
【Bao'er, just ask, is there a link for pork today? 】
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[I felt relieved when I saw that Brother Lian was also studying in the morning...] It was only six o'clock in the morning. It was quiet early in the mountains, and there was no entertainment at night. Not to mention the most boring Qin Yun, nine o'clock at night felt like midnight. Terrified.
Coupled with a good night's sleep, a warm house and a delicious breakfast, everyone can get up early in the morning.
And Jojo, wearing a brand new hat with Ultraman Page on it, adjusted the camera and then said hello:
“Children, today I’m going to teach you how to grind rice flour so that we can mix it with the rice skin and eat the rice flour…”
As he spoke, his happy and fair face suddenly became serious again:
“Sister said, I’ve been teaching the children for a long time but I haven’t achieved results yet. It’s a bit embarrassing to tell them...so starting from today, I will give you homework!”
“Children must do their homework seriously!”
He tightened his cheeks and said seriously: "If you don't do it well, I'll ask my parents!"
Barrage:…
【Ah...this...there are so many things I want to say at this time, but I don’t know what to say】
【ah? I just graduated, Qiao Bao! Why do you still have to hand in homework while watching the live broadcast? 】
Teacher Qiao Qiao is hardworking and a good teacher. My sister puts pressure on me, my sister is bad...]
【Um... If you give me homework, are there any prizes if you do well? Like pork? Like others? 】
【What? ! Are there prizes? ! Well, well, watch me regain my glory as a top student! 】
【teacher! Teacher, look at me! I... cough, my son is a bad student, and the teacher asked parents to please call me whatever he wants! 】
【…? ? ? ! ! You in front of me are so scheming! 】
【Teacher, to be honest, my father is watching me watching the live broadcast. I am his son, not myself】
【You guys are too unscrupulous to feed you! 】
【So what are we teaching today? top cancer is gearing up! 】
Zhang Yanping had just stretched his body, and when he saw the barrage of students and parents, they couldn't help but feel silent.
At once…
“Qiaoqiao, how do you plan to call your parents?”
Qiao Qiao thought for a while: "I want to ask parents to supervise their children to write ten big words! Take photos and post them in the group... Teacher Xin's online classes are arranged like this!"
The barrage instantly fell silent.
After a while—
【It's over, it's over, there won't be a parent-teacher meeting】
ification, let's go away, the parents will not be called to the door]
【It's gone, it's gone, there's no chance to eat pork】
【It's gone, it's gone...Wait! Teacher Qiaoqiao, you haven’t said yet whether there will be rewards for studying well? 】
Zhang Yanping suppressed laughter and quickly relayed the question, but saw that Qiao Qiao had something serious to say:
"I can reward them with a small red flower... If I save three small red flowers, I can send a copy of our food!"
He became proud: "I ground the rice skin and mixed it with crispy soybeans, minced coriander, chili oil, minced garlic, sesame oil and other seasonings. It's delicious!"
Update 2. Good night.