Chapter three hundred and seventy-six rush, be beaten
I originally wanted to read martial arts novels, but the novel was taken away by Teacher Yang. Zhao Xiangyun was bored and began to read it with the book.
"Zhao Xiangyun, please do your homework quickly. If you don't write, we will be punished with you tomorrow!" Li Xiaomeng said viciously. Just writing these punishment homework in the past two days, she will not be able to rest until twelve o'clock every day, and she will get up again at 5:30 in the morning. She is tired and sleepy, and very tired.
Zhao Xiangyun felt a little embarrassed and smiled, "Okay, I'll write it now, and write it now!"
He is such a person, smiling, and when others scold him or say him, he will suffer. He will not refute his fault anyway, and then he will still do his own thing and act casually.
Zhao Xiangyun began to copy English words and wrote while reading books. Although he was a little tired, under the threat of other members of the group, he had to continue writing honestly.
After the class, Zheng Xiangnan said in surprise: "Then you have no problem with your eyes, and you won't cry anymore!"
Zhao Xiangyun was also a little surprised, "It seems to be so. I didn't know what happened before. It didn't hurt or itch at all, but I just shed tears!"
"Maybe you have been tired after reading martial arts novels for a long time. Don't read them in the future. You have this time to study hard!" Zheng Xiangnan persuaded, "My sister-in-law often tells me that the scientific development outside is changing with each passing day. If we don't study, we will not be able to keep up with the development of this era. I didn't understand it before, but I understand it now!"
Zhao Xiangyun rolled his eyes, "Okay, you can talk more than my dad now!"
The next evening self-study was passed when Zhao Xiangyun didn't listen but had to read and study. Fortunately, he didn't continue to cry, so Zhao Xiangyun felt a little comforted.
When he got home, Zhao Xiangyun would never do his homework, and then he would watch martial arts movies while having dinner.
But the more Zhao Xiangyun looked at him, his eyes became blurry, and his tears continued to shed tears.
Zhou Xiaolian, who was having a meal, was startled when Zhao Dalong saw his son crying while eating, and said, "Son, what's wrong with you?"
"I don't know that this is the case in school this morning. When I read martial arts novels, I burst into tears. When I went to the hospital, the doctor helped me check and said nothing was wrong. Now when I got home and watched martial arts films, I actually cried again. Am I fighting with the martial arts gangster?" Zhao Xiangyun was panicked at this time and directly told him what he did in the school.
When Zhao Dalong heard this, he was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped his son in the head, "I'm sending you to school, but you actually peeked into martial arts novels in school!"
When Zhou Xiaolian saw her husband so angry, she saw her son crying constantly, and was angry, "He peeked into the novel and talked about things he didn't learn later. Take him to see his eyes quickly. It's not okay to keep crying!"
After hearing this, Zhao Dalong was scared and quickly took Zhao Xiangyun to the hospital. After quitting the emergency room, he didn't expect that it was the old doctor during the day again.
Seeing Zhao Xiangyun coming, the old doctor was very surprised, "Young man, why are you here again? You are crying again. I'll tell you, I have no problem with the examination, I really can't see it, I have limited ability, you'd better go to another hospital for a visit!"
Chapter completed!