The queen of fast wear has a fetish for collecting gold fingers

Chapter 167 Orion's Wish 3
"Mr. Hui, I have never heard my playmate read it in its entirety, so I probably recognize all the characters above."

Hearing this, Master Lin asked Jian Jian to read it again, but unexpectedly, Jian Jian once again exceeded his expectations, and directly memorized the full text of the "Three Character Classic".

And he recited it very smoothly, without getting stuck, and it was not as unbearable as Jian Jian himself said.

Thinking about what Jian Jian said just now, Master Lin is really interested in Jian Jian.

In the beginning, Lin Fuzi was not interested in the students who were so big and had not yet entered school. In order not to affect the teaching progress of Class D, Lin Fuzi didn't even want to recruit simple students.

"Have you ever read "Thousand Characters"? Can you recite it?"

Jian Jian saw that his body was slightly straightened forward, so he knew that the matter of enrolling in school was a mess, and hurriedly said: "I didn't memorize it."

"Those, since that's the case, let's start."

So the voice of simple reciting texts sounded again in the small side hall.

After reciting it, Lin Fuzi stared at Jian Jian in surprise, and asked, "Where are those books?"

Jian Jian glanced back, quickly shook his head and said, "I haven't read it yet."

Today's limelight is almost here, if there is more, it will be troublesome.

Master Lin couldn't tell what it was like, but listening to what Jian Jian said, it was within his expectations, but also beyond his expectations.

Still, it's still early days, let's see.

Thinking like this, Master Lin accepted the simple ceremony of apprenticeship and Shuxiu, and then was brought to the Dingzi class by Master Lin.

Here, the Dingzi class is for learning to read characters; the Cingzi class is for those who are initially exposed to the books that must be read in the imperial examinations such as the Four Books and Five Classics; of.

After entering Dingzi Class, Jian Jian felt embarrassed for a while, she didn't expect that the students in Dingzi Class were all young children, and the oldest one was only ten years old.

And Jian Jian is now 15 years old with this body.

Hey, if it weren't for the fact that there was no way to explain the situation of literacy, Jian Jian wouldn't even want to come here.

depressed.

And the students in the Dingzi class who were still looking forward to their new classmates couldn't help but silence when they saw Jian Jian's paralyzed face without a hint of a smile, and turned their eyes back to the books, not daring to have any more playful thoughts.

So, Jian Jian became the child king for a month, until the first day of the next month, Jian Jian then allowed Master Lin to enter Class C.

Here, Jian Jian meets a little kid who always likes to pester him——Yan Zi'an.

Yan Zi'an was the son of a small shop in the county seat. Since he was the only son in the family, his parents inevitably favored him a bit. As a result, when others were sent to school at the age of four or five, he was outside; Ziban, when preparing for the final exam, Yan Zi'an had just finished reading.

Therefore, Yan Zi'an, who is ten years old this year, can't help but feel entangled when he sees Jian Jian, the kind that he can't get rid of, which makes Jian Jian very distressed.

The child is still young, it's not appropriate to beat or scold him, and in the end, Jian Yi succeeded in falling for him.

This day, I just finished school at noon, so I asked the students who lived nearby to go home for dinner, and then came back for afternoon class at XX: XX.

Jian Jian was also planning to go home for a meal, but before he could walk out of the teacher's door, he was blocked by Yan Zian.

The little guy said pitifully: "Brother Yuan, can I go to your house for dinner today?"

Jian Jian glanced at him, "Why didn't you pass the class test last time, and your parents knew about the teacher's slap in the palm?"

Hearing what Jian Jian said, Yan Zi'an's little face collapsed again, "Well, my dad whipped it with such a thick stick, and it still hurts when I squat down."

After gesturing the thickness of the stick, Yan Zian used his fleshy little hands to cover his butt that had been hit hard two days ago.

While covering it, he sucked in "hissing" air-conditioning, as if it was in pain.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Jian Jian still didn't agree to him, Yan Zi'an glanced at Jian Jian from the corner of his eye.

simple:"……."

Jian Jian went straight to the brain and said, "Xiao Yang, do you still dare to play tricks on me?"

Jian Jian believed it when he said his butt was pumped, but he really didn’t believe how painful it was. Everyone in the class didn’t know that this little chubby guy was his family’s baby bump. Ann his father.

Thinking of this, Jian Jian gave Yan Zi'an another brain collapse.

"Tell me, what is your plan?"

Yan Zi'an was not embarrassed when he was found out, he smiled, "I heard from XXX that Lingtang was very good at hunting before, so I wondered if I could let you take me to play.

I've grown up and never hunted?Oops, I feel like being scratched by a cat's paw in my heart right now. "

Saying this, he couldn't help but pay attention to Jian's expression, trying to find out the face that broke through Jian's paralysis.

Jian Jian had another brain collapse, "Hehe, with your short and fat body, if you really go into the mountains and the wild boars come, you will be his first target. I see what you will do if you can't run?
Also, my father is my father, and he is not here now, why do you still want to enter the mountain.Are you counting on me?hehe"

Yan Zian didn't get angry when he suffered brain collapse several times by Jian Jian, and he didn't feel pain from left to right.

After the simple speech was finished, Yan Zian smiled and said: "Hey, don't lie to me, look at your height and build, who in the whole private school can compare to you?
Not to mention the same age group, even those who are older than us, there is no such thing as you.You see, you are only five years older than me, and you are almost half a body taller than me, hehe. "

Speaking of this, Yan Zi'an became a little annoyed, looked down at his chubby body, raised his head and glanced at Jian Jian; looked left and right at the classmates who hadn't left yet, then gouged Jian Jian again; then looked down again With his white and tender body, he raised his head and gave Jian Jian another gouging look.

Jian Jian: "...." Your eyes are going to fly to the sky.

There was a little chubby Dunyi who had a brain collapse when he raised his hand, this time he put in a little more effort.

Seeing the white and delicate forehead turn red for a moment, Jian Jian hummed, telling you to keep rolling your eyes at me.

But in fact, Yan Zi'an didn't roll his eyes at Jian Jian at all, it's just that Yan Zi'an was too short, so the eyes staring at Jian Jian raised a degree, and Jian Jian looking down from above naturally looked like rolling his eyes.

Yan Zi'an, who was wronged by this eternal injustice, held his forehead, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had been wronged by the sky.

Seeing this, Jian Jian felt once again that ten thousand muddy horses were galloping past him.

What the hell, how come the more you live, the more you go back. She is an old monster who has lived for tens of millions of years, and she is even fussing about with a ten-year-old baby.

Simple sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "Okay, but not today, we have to wait for the next holiday."

Well, anyway, no one in this world except Tiandao will know how long she has lived. If that is the case, how about being more casual?

How about being casual?

How about being more willful?

Otherwise, what's the point of living for such a long time?

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

Starting today, Jian Jian felt that she no longer had to worry about the old monster who had lived for thousands of years, how to deal with problems, and how her daily words and deeds should be.

Now, Jian Jian just wants to be as casual as possible and pursue casualness.

(End of this chapter)