The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 171 0171. Too bad it's a feeling of heartbeat! (1)

After handing over that huge painting to those on the basketball team, Zhuang Xinian never accepted such a huge sum of money again.

But life is still the same.

The results of the competition are announced at the end of December and the beginning of January.

The results of the competition will be notified by e-mail.

When Zhuang Xinian saw this email, she was pulling Jiang Shaoheng to play a small game for two on the webpage, such as the Q version of Bubble Hall, Forest Ice and Fire Man...

So Zhuang Xinian quickly ended the game, moved the mouse and clicked on the mailbox to find the email and open it.

"Hi, Zhuang Xinian... Congratulations on your entry winning the third place in this competition! The certificate will be sent out in a week!"

And the one attached to the email was Zhuang Xinian's painting.

Jiang Shaoheng looked at himself against the sunlight on the painting, and felt as if something in his chest had been shattered and reassembled, a little hot, a little swollen, and his eyes were tightly locked on the painting.

"Oh..." Zhuang Xinian yelled with some regret.

Pouting his lips, he muttered: "Dad took this best-looking picture to the competition, so Brother Shaoheng can't give you this picture on his birthday!"

Jiang Shaoheng's voice hadn't yet reached the stage of changing his voice, but now it became obviously dry, and comforted him: "It's okay, as long as Niannian celebrates my birthday, it's fine without presents."

Zhuang Xinian retorted: "No! I still have two other paintings! Give you both as birthday presents! Anyway, I drew them!"

"Okay." Jiang Shaoheng stretched out his hand to touch the little girl's head. He clearly felt that he felt something different about the little girl, but he didn't know what was different.

After all, he still feels that he cares about, likes, and wants to protect the little girl.

Probably an illusion...

Jiang Shaoheng blinked his eyes, and suppressed the strange color in his eyes.

"Speaking of birthday presents, Brother Shaoheng, your birthday is coming soon!" Zhuang Xinian opened the calendar from the computer and looked through it.

"Yeah." Jiang Shaoheng's birthday is particularly easy to remember.

January NO.11, that is, 1.11.

And Zhuang Xinian was born prematurely, so Jiang Shaoheng was only ten months younger, so Zhuang Xinian's birthday is November No. 11, that is, 11.11.

But this year's birthday has passed, and it happened to be the day when Jiang Shaoheng took Zhuang Xinian to play.

That's why Zhuang's father readily agreed to let Jiang Shaoheng take Zhuang Xinian out to play.

In fact, Jiang Shaoheng is not really keen on celebrating birthdays, but Zhuang Xinian really likes to eat birthday cakes, and he only likes to eat that kind of ice cream fruit cake, so Jiang Shaoheng had no choice but to obediently celebrate his birthday every year.

Then ask my dad or mom to order an ice cream and fruit cake, and let Zhuang Xi read it for his birthday, and eat the cake along the way.

After Zhuang's father came back, he was told by his daughter that he won No.3 in the competition. His face was full of surprises, and he drove the two children aside, and sat in front of the computer to read the email over and over again.

It's just that when he saw that painting, whatever Jiang Shaoheng was doing, he just saw what he didn't like.

If Zhuang Xinian hadn't blocked it, Dad Zhuang would have been jealous of this for a year!
Jiang Shaoheng silently stayed away from Father Zhuang, the little girl likes me so much, what can I do?I can only pamper her steadily!

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