Cheng Guodong exhaled, "Just for this?"
Qin Xin silently passed the journal on the table to him.
Little Taotie saw the journal, her eyes wide with delight, tears hanging there as her mouth broke into a smile. She hugged the journal and thundered "thump thump thump" up the stairs.
"What's the hurry for?" Cheng Guodong shouted, "Slow down!"
"Can't slow down! I need to write my journal now!" Little Taotie hurried back to her desk, took a pencil, and "swish swish swish" left her "dragon and phoenix dance" chicken scratches in the notebook!
Little Taotie wrote a line, then glanced at the time, mumbling under her breath, "I must finish within ten minutes, whatever I write counts!"
Usually, if she wrote day by day, she knew what to write, but now the teacher said the journals shouldn't be written that way, so she was out of ideas. Plus, with insufficient time, she could only write whatever came to her mind.
