The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 119

The biggest annual event of No. [-] Middle School is the Spring Cherry Blossom Show.On both sides of the Cherry Blossom Trail, there are entries by all the students of the school, which attracted lively comments from the students.

When Qu Jimeng walked in front of Jiabao as if no one was there, a certain entry was surrounded by people.

Everyone is exclaiming.

"(*@ο@*) Wow~ Student Bo Liangshuo's idea is actually a future city?"

"Why didn't I think of drawing a picture of the future society!!!"

"Just your IQ is not as good as Liangshuo's."

"Okay... If you don't obey the wall, then obey him!"

"Our school grass will definitely win the first prize this time!"

Some people are already gearing up for a bet.

"Hey... look at Jiabao's painting!"

"What did she draw?"

"Huh... She actually drew her holding hands with the president?"

A hand in hand that is not popular can also arouse their heated discussions!
Qu Jimeng curled his right hand under his nose and pretended to cough lightly, perfectly concealing the embarrassment on his face.

"That...Garbo, let's go to the classroom."

Lychee and Orange Juice ran away when they saw Qu Jimeng approaching.

Right now, there is only Garbo himself.

"Brother Mengmeng, did you hear them saying that Liangshuo is better at drawing than me?"

"creative?"

"You haven't seen Liang Shuo's painting?"

"Not yet..." Garbo said weakly.

After lunch, more and more people gathered, more and more...

Later, the principal, the family committee, and many teachers from the school came to visit and appreciate it.

"It seems that we can't see Liang Shuo's paintings up close, but I have a photocopied version that he sent me in my mobile phone." Qu Jimeng touched the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and glanced at the principal and his party.

What he meant was to chat in another place and show Jia Bao Liangshuo's paintings by the way.

Ran goose ...

Jiabao obviously misunderstood.

And deeply misunderstood.

"Brother Mengmeng, I still want to look at the paintings of other students. You should go back to the classroom first." Jiabao froze with a small face.

"Baby, you seem to be angry? But I don't seem to make you angry?"

Accompanying her to paint is also completed.

Qu Jimeng gently stroked her ponytail, especially loving the innocent and shy girl in front of her.

"Let's go!"

Regardless of whether he noticed the two of them or not, Qu Jimeng tried to drag the little girl away.

"Mengmeng--"

Jiabao broke free from him suddenly excitedly.

Qu Jimeng was startled.

The people around also looked at them curiously.

"Baby, what are you thinking? Look - they are all looking at your work, aren't they excited?"

"What are you excited about? I only heard them talking about Liang Shuo's paintings...very creative."

Oh, that's the crux of the matter.

Noticing that the students passing by were glanced in their direction intentionally or unintentionally, Qu Jimeng sighed, pulled out a bland expression abruptly, and put one hand on Jiabao's shoulder, "Baby, we are not machines, so we don't need to be perfect. Because of our flaws, we learn to work hard and accept who we are and who we are.”

"Be brave, just be your own hero." Qu Jimeng saw that her head was getting lower and lower, and he could hardly see her small chin, so he couldn't help but hug her with both hands.

"But Brother Mengmeng, the excitement is all theirs, it has nothing to do with me..." The little girl leaned on his shoulder and said with a sob.

"You are a very cute girl, as long as we work hard, don't care too much about the result."

The students next to me covered their mouths when they saw this scene.

The girls wanted to scream but the voice got stuck in their throats.

[P: There is a lottery in the book review area, hard-working babies can easily complete a wave of tasks]

(End of this chapter)