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Li Zhihua then nodded, "well, don't talk about learning, don't talk about learning. Hey, there was a girl in my class at that time. Now I think she really looks like you, looks like you and has a similar personality. She is very smart, but she doesn't concentrate on her studies and doesn't work hard. "
"It's the same as me, isn't it?" MengMeng, stop.
Li Zhihua look at her, "you listen to me. All the teachers think that she has great learning potential and always want to dig it out for her, but she just can't feel it, and it always hurts. Teachers and parents are very anxious. What is the reason? Later, I accidentally read the weekly diary she gave to the Chinese teacher and felt that something was wrong. After observing for a while, something really happened. "
"What's the matter?"
"puppy love."
"Forget it, it's boring, go home." MengMeng turned to go.
Li Zhihua stopped her. "What's the matter? You mean nothing? "
MengMeng turned around, "dad, I feel that you are also acidic, and we can't neutralize it at all. You always try to make up stories to insinuate me. I'm not a teenager anymore. Those little moves are useless. It is better to speak frankly like my mother! " Just turn around and walk by yourself.
Li Zhihua stood there, helplessly looking at her daughter's flamboyant back, and said to herself, "Aren't you a teenager? Are you already a child in your twenties? ...
It should be the whole book.