"It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone," Fang Sisi said with a smile.
Qiao Sang couldn't hold back his laughter. "Hahaha, you do make sense."
"Hahahahahaha..." Fang Sisi also laughed out loud.
Although she has told this story to many people, it still sounds so funny every time she tells it.
The two of them smiled at each other for a while, and when they got tired of laughing, Qiao Sang asked, "Why don't you just buy a bottle of radish root glue?"
The root gum of radish is extracted from the radish egg basin.
Every time you go to bed, you close the eggshell. When you wake up in the morning, the eggshell will separate and a small amount of gel will flow out, which is called Sugen gel.
This glue can have a miraculous effect in promoting hair growth, saving much more time and effort than hair transplantation.
"A bottle of radish root gel is equivalent to half a year's salary for my boss. It's much cheaper to just transplant the hair directly." Fang Sisi said.
Indeed, these days anything related to supernatural beings is ridiculously expensive.
Although hair is the life of a middle-aged man, the old man has a wife and children to support, so it is impossible for him to spend a lot of money to buy a bottle of fern root glue for himself.
Thinking about it this way, Qiao Sang felt that his teacher was also quite pitiful.
Teacher Ji, who teaches the third pet and nature class, likes to ask questions, especially to students with poor grades.
Qiao Sang had been called out many times in the past. Since she was away a while ago, the pressure was shared by several people who were ranked close to Qiao Sang.
"The round-spotted bud evolved into the poisonous pink bud in the Lianke area." Teacher Ji said the correct answer to the second fill-in-the-blank question on the test paper. After saying that, he raised his glasses and asked, "Then who knows what the round-spotted bud evolved into in the Liaoxi area?"
Some pets have fixed evolutionary forms, while some pets will evolve into different forms based on different evolutionary materials and evolutionary environments.
The round-spotted bud is the latter, and it is currently known that it has different evolutionary forms in four environments.
The students sitting below all lowered their heads and stared at the test papers, afraid that if they looked up they would accidentally make eye contact with Teacher Ji.
The test paper was distributed last week. Qiao Sang didn't have it. He was leaning sideways and looking at her with Fang Sisi.
Teacher Ji looked at the area where Qiao Sang, Fang Sisi, and Guo Lin, a bunch of poor students, were gathered.
Guo Lin suddenly became nervous. He had been called up to answer questions many times in the past period of time. His eyes wandered and he saw Qiao Sang who was sitting in front of him on the left.
"Qiao Sang, you don't have the test paper, I'll give you mine." Guo Lin patted Qiao Sang's shoulder and said softly.
I have been talking about the test paper for more than ten minutes, and you are giving it to me now? Qiao Sang wanted to refuse, but when he raised his eyes and was about to turn his head, his eyes met with Teacher Ji's.
"Qiaosan, you answer it."
Qiao Sang: “…”
Guo Linze, you are such a scheming man! "Bingfenmo." Qiao Sang stood up and answered.
Teacher Ji saw that she had answered and asked again: "What about in the Xilu area?"
"Grass pollen." Qiao Sang said.
"That's a good answer. Please sit down." Teacher Ji nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Does anyone know where the last type of water-colored jasmine evolved?"
Qiao Sang sat down, turned around, snatched the test paper from Guo Linze's desk, and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite."
Guo Lin was caught off guard and tried to press down the test paper with his hand, but he failed and his hand hit the table, making quite a noise.
"Guo Linze, stand up and answer."
Guo Linze: “……!”
Soon it was break time.
"Qiao Sang, the head teacher is calling you." Ma Xiao, the study committee member, walked over.
What is meant to come will eventually come.
Qiao Sang put down the book and came to the office with a completely different mood from last time.
"You've taken so many days off, so bring your leave application here to make up for it." The teacher opened the drawer and put a leave application on the table.
Qiao Sang's eyes looked uncontrollably over the old class leader's head.
It's still a wig, and I don't know what it looks like underneath the wig...
"Qiao Sang." The old class teacher called Qiao Sang's name with a dangerous tone.
Qiao Sang quickly picked up a pen and wrote a request for leave.
"Is your mother okay?" asked the teacher.
Qiao Sang was stunned for a moment and replied, "It's okay."
After the leave application was completed, the teacher picked up the notebook beside him and placed it in front of Qiao Sang, "You have fallen behind in your review progress in the past few days. Here are the notes of my last student. He scored 632 points in the high school entrance examination. Go back and take a good look at it."
The full score of the high school entrance examination is 650, and a score of 632 is indeed not low.
Qiao Sang was silent for a while but did not refuse. This was indeed what she needed most right now.
The teacher waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.
Qiao Sang couldn't describe the feeling. The teacher might have some shortcomings, but who doesn't have shortcomings? At least he was impeccable with his students.
Even if she was the reason why he lost his precious hair, he still has no intention of taking revenge on her.
Qiao Sang was deeply moved and asked with concern: "Teacher, is your hair okay?"
The teacher's expression froze and he stood there in a daze.
After a while, the teacher took a deep breath and said, "Will your mother really delay you from coming to school for such a long time because of her illness?"
Qiao Sang: “…”
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After returning home from school in the afternoon, Qiao Sang decided to confess directly to his mother.
The consequences of some things coming out of her mouth and coming out of the teacher's mouth are definitely different.
But when I got home, my mother wasn't back yet.
"Firetooth Dog, you mop here and I'll mop there." Qiao Sang handed a wet rag to Firetooth Dog and pointed to the right half of the living room.
Qiao Sang had already made up his mind that when his mother came home and saw that the room was clean, the floor was mopped, and the meal was cooked, no matter how angry she was, she would be much calmer.
"tooth!"
The fire-toothed dog responded cheerfully, stepped on the rag with one paw and started to move.
The fire-toothed dog stepped on the rag with its right leg, pushed back with its left leg, and slid forward for a distance along with the rag.
"tooth."
"Ya Ya~"
He was shouting happily while dragging the bag.
Although it is physical work, Firetooth Dog does it as if he is playing a fun game.
What a good boy.
Qiao Sang was filled with relief and started mopping the left half of the living room.
In the afterglow of dusk, light orange shone through the glass onto the floor, and also onto the girl and the fire-toothed dog.
Everything is so quiet and beautiful.
The fire-toothed dog stomped happily on the rag, faster and faster, sliding faster and faster.
"Bang!"
A loud noise broke the quiet moment.
Qiao Sang looked up and saw broken porcelain on the ground next to the Fire-toothed Dog.
Qiao Sang's heart skipped a beat. Without having time to think about it, he dropped the mop and ran to the fire-toothed dog, picked it up and checked it, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"tooth!"
The fire-toothed dog barked loudly and wagged its tail to show that it was fine. It pointed at the celadon fragments on the ground with its paw.
"Tooth, Tooth, Tooth."
"Tooth."
"Tooth."
After the Fire Fang Dog finished explaining, he felt a little guilty and his ears drooped.
"It doesn't matter if the vase is broken, as long as you are okay."
After comforting the Fire Fang Dog, Qiao Sang looked back at the fragments on the ground.
She remembered that this was something her mother brought back from her trip to Lianbo. There seemed to be a signature of a beastmaster her mother liked on the bottom of the bottle...
“Click.”
Just at this moment the door opened.
Qiao Sang turned to look at his mother's face, and four words emerged in his mind.
My life is over...
(End of this chapter)