Devil's Body Temperature (MTL) [COMPLETED]

11. Thin

She also knows that the growth path of such a disabled child is a curve, because she paid special attention to a few children who are neighbors of Pei Chuan in her class.

Chen Hu, Fang Minjun, Bei Yao, Li Da.

There are a total of 62 people in the first grade, no one will come out alone, this time Pei Chuan has the same table.

But listening to teacher Yu said that this child has no good intentions for everyone, and it is probably uncomfortable for any child to be at the same table with him.

Pei Chuan came very early on the first grade, and Teacher Cai beckoned to him. The child's gaze was silent in the morning light like the sky at dawn. He paused and pushed his wheelchair toward Teacher Cai.

Teacher Cai knew his character, so he didn't say much and put four names on the paper in front of him.

Teacher Cai smiled briskly: "Pei Chuan, the teacher plays a game with you, you refer to a name, he will be your tablemate."

Teacher Cai knew that Pei Chuan, who had only been in pre-school, was illiterate, and she wanted to let this child choose the same table in this fair way.

Pei Chuan's black eyes looked at the four names quietly.

He really did not know.

Except that Fang Minjun is three words, he can guess it is her. The other three names became a multiple choice question in front of him.

He lowered his eyes.

There is a "big" in the word "Da". He also guessed that the name was "Li Da".

There are only two options left.

He couldn't rule it out anymore.

He sat for a long time, and Cai Qingyu couldn't help but urge him.

His eyes turned slightly, and quietly fell on the preschool results spread out on the table. One 50, one 99. He glanced at it, and then he looked back. This time he knew which name was Chen Hu and which name was Bei Yao.

The first lesson taught him by preschool is that if he does not fight, he will have nothing.

Life is not good for him, the selfish talents of this world will usher in the dawn. His finger skipped the first name on the paper and landed on the third name.

Beiyao and Pei Chuan became the same table again. She was overjoyed and Xing'er's eyes were clear, like water grapes.

Her little milk sounds glutinously: "Pei Chuan, I will bring the stick to play together tomorrow, OK?" Although she remembered a few years ago, her mind was limited by this body, and her innocence was lovely and fresh.

Pei Chuan still did not speak, he pursed his lips.

Everyone in the class has his own table again, he is not a good person. Deprived her of three-fourths of the probability that he was not at the same table, only to exchange for the next six years.

Because the same table became Pei Chuan again, Bei Yao was very happy. She brought the little colored sticks that her mother bought into her schoolbag and played with Pei Chuan after class.

The stick was originally a tool used by first grade mathematics teachers to teach addition, subtraction, and counting, but Bei Yao knew there was a game called picking a stick. Hold all the hands first, and then release it violently, the sticks will be scattered all over the table, and then picked up one by one, but in the process can not alarm other sticks, whoever picks up and wins.

In the age of material shortage, this is a game that all children love to play, just like the popular jump ball in the second and third grades.

She handed him the little stick in her little hand: "You first."