Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 43

Song Qiaoxi hugged the box of Jinsha chocolates, got up from the stool with a "huh", and without hesitation, raised her leg and ran in front of Ding Miao, pushing the chocolate in front of her, "Miaomiao, you are at the same table." Zhao Xin's chocolate has fallen to me, you want to return it to him."

After speaking, he put his hands on his chest and returned to his seat in a puffed manner.

Ding Miao was confused, looked at the Golden Sands in her hand, and then at the seats in the back row.

I only saw Song Qiaoxi lying on the table sideways, wishing to turn her back to Chu Jin.

And Chu Jin was...laughing? !

Not only laughed, but also laughed...well, Ding Miao searched for adjectives for a long time, and finally chose a suitable word to describe Chu Jin's smile.

That is, a wicked smile on his face.

"Fairy" Chu Jin even poked Xiao Nuo Tuan's back with his pen cap. I don't know what he said. Xi Xi looked... even more angry?

Shit, these two are happy friends.

Miaomiao smiled and turned his gaze back to the textbook, and casually stuffed the box of Jinsha chocolates into Zhao Xin's table hole.

In the afternoon, Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao went hand in hand to the bathroom. As soon as they left the classroom, they ran into the teacher Feng and a familiar middle-aged aunt talking at the door of the classroom.

"Hey, Xixi, and Miaomiao are here too, how did you get on the final exam?"

The middle-aged aunt saw them and greeted them enthusiastically.

Song Qiaoxi remembered that this chubby aunty was Aunt Gao, the director of the neighborhood committee.

The boiler room in Chujin is very close to the neighborhood committee. A few children usually don't have much chance to contact the neighborhood committee's work.

Say hello to Aunt Gao politely, Xiao Nuo Tuan smiled sweetly, "Good Aunt Gao, I got fourth place in the exam, Miaomiao got second place in the exam, Miaomiao is better than me!"

"Good Director Gao."

Ding Miao nodded and said hello.

"Well, the children in our newspaper compound are promising, and they are taught well by Teacher Feng."

Aunt Gao still speaks with the style of the neighborhood committee, with a smile on her face.

"Director Gao, let's do this. I think we still have to ask the child what he thinks. If the child is unwilling, we can't force him to go, right?"

Teacher Feng made a gesture to Song Qiaoxi's Ding Miao, meaning that what should I do, adults and children should not mix up.

"Miaomiao, why did Aunt Gao come to school?"

Song Qiaoxi took Ding Miao's hand, and the two little girls stood not far from Teacher Feng and Aunt Gao, biting their ears.

Ding Miao whispered in her ear, "I don't know, but in our class, the only thing that has something to do with the neighborhood committee is Chu Jin, right..."

"It's strange, but I will notify my parents first about Chu Jin's things?"

Song Qiaoxi frowned, thinking that this matter was a bit weird.

"I also find it strange that although your parents are not Chu Jin's guardians, the school teachers always go directly to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao when they have problems...Ay, Xixi, I'm looking for Chu Jin, you see, He came out."