Chapter 971 (1/2)

When the representative of Chinese class came back to the classroom and told us this, we were very surprised.

Chinese teacher this year just over 40, the child is only 11 years old, is a particularly lively and lovely girl, a few days ago also played in our classroom, we all like.

But how, just a few days later, the whole was under the notice of critical illness?

Although Ma Dongdong and I had some doubts, we felt that it was normal for our children to get sick. Apart from praying silently for the Chinese teacher's children, we couldn't do much, so we took other courses at ease.

But at noon, the representative of Chinese class found me and Ma Dongdong.

”Liang Shiqi, you two come out with me. I have something to ask you.”

Ma Dongdong and I went to the corridor with a hooded face.

”Chen Xingxing, what's the matter? We still have to go home for dinner. If you have something to do, just say it

The representative of Chinese class took out his mobile phone, did not know what to do on it, and handed it to me.

”Look, are the people in here you?”

I looked down and found that what she pointed on her mobile phone was the video that Ma Dongdong and I had just uploaded to the D sound today.

In the video, Ma Dongdong wears black clothes and trousers and plays a ghost who is burned to death. His poor acting skills make me feel embarrassed across the screen.

”This... You're wrong. We didn't make it. We didn't make it that bad.” I'm a little reluctant to admit it.

Ma Dongdong, however, didn't feel ashamed of his acting. He just glanced at the video and said, ”I'm the one who plays the burning ghost. What's the matter? Do you think I'm very powerful? I want to ask for my signature?”

Before the representative of Chinese class spoke, Ma Dongdong continued to talk incessantly.

”Chen Xingxing, let me tell you something. No matter how I say it, I'm also a red man on the D sound now. This signature is not what you want me to give you.”

Ma Dongdong even put up the score, just like a big shot.

The representative of Chinese class couldn't stand him, so he interrupted him directly.

”You can pull it down! Just a few words like chicken feet, give them to me for free, and I don't want them pasted upside down! ”

Being so despised, Ma Dongdong is a little depressed.

”If you don't want me to sign, why do you call me out? Do you want to show us the results of your last midterm exam? ”

Chinese class on behalf of a white look at him, full of disgust.

”Do you think that everyone is just like you?”

Ma Dongdong was puzzled.

”What are you doing? If you don't talk for a long time, do you want to die with me and seventeen? ”

The representative of Chinese class didn't watch it too early and didn't hide it with us any more. He opened his mouth and said, ”this video was just sent to me by the Chinese teacher today. Her daughter is seriously ill. The doctor has issued a notice of critical illness, saying that she can't be cured, and asked her to take her daughter home to prepare for the future. Later, she accidentally saw this video you sent on D, so she asked me to come to you to help her daughter. ”

”To us? What do we have to do with her daughter? We're not doctors Ma Dongdong doesn't think so.

I looked at the representative of the Chinese class, pondered it for a while, and asked, ”does the teacher doubt that her daughter's affair may not be the cause of the disease, but some other evil trick?”