At this moment, Brother Dao gradually withdrew his smile and said to her: "I have no problem with you coming out to work, why do you always have to hide it from your family? Do you know how worried your parents are this time? I went to four cities just to call the police." ”

"Ahh The girl complained.

Wu Dao's eyes narrowed: "That's what you're worried about? Do you know how much your parents have lost weight this month? ”

"Come here, send them a picture first. ”

Wu Dao took out his mobile phone, and the brother and sister leaned against each other with sweet smiles on their faces.

Wu Dao took a picture: "Mom and Dad, don't worry, I've caught Little Seventeen." ”

Junxi, who was about to pull the door and leave, was pulled back by him.

Wu Dao's face turned cold again: "Look at this parent, I was at his age back then, and I either sent you to learn to dance or send you to learn piano every day." At that time, I was also so young and handsome, you can look at me now. ”

Junxi turned his face and looked at him in a daze, and then laughed, this Daoist brother is a wonderful person!

The girl who was about to cry also laughed: "Brother, don't talk nonsense, look at the handsome guy." ”

Wu Dao glanced at him, and pulled Junxi's arm before he let go.

"I know I'm going a little too far, but you're forcing me to do that! Now the little girl really cried: "I have loved singing since I was a child, why can't you support me once." ”

Junxi frowned and looked at Wu Dao: "Why don't you let people sing?"

Wu Dao narrowed his eyes and patted him: "It's not that she won't be allowed to sing, it's not that she won't be allowed to sing on stage, my parents gave birth to her almost 50, and I want her to live a safe and stable life, but this Ni wants to go out and sing all day long." Then the entertainment industry is a place for ordinary people like us. ”

When Junxi heard this, he felt that what he said was reasonable.

"I said I wanted to be a tree, you made me a grass, I said I wanted to be a cloud, you made me a ......"

Yo oh! The girl actually sang, and the song was as good as a gart in the empty stairwell.

The little girl is not pretty, but the pair of dimples on her face are quite pleasing.

It looks like he is less than 20 years old, but this opening is still somewhat powerful, and he should have studied vocal music systematically.

"It's really a good voice. Junxi looked at the martial arts next to him with certainty.

Wu Dao's eyes were full of pride: "I love to sing when I am young, and I sing wherever I go." The surrounding villages didn't sing her. ”

It's time to pick up the wheat, Junxi is about to leave, and looks at the simple brother and sister as he leaves: "Then you let her sing, or she will definitely not be willing for the rest of her life, and that circle is not exactly what you think." ”

He went down the stairs to the wheat level.

Leaving the brother and sister who were still standing in place, Wu Dao looked at his sister who was more than ten years younger than him, as if he had made up his mind: "Cheng, then try it!"

"Yay!"

"Seventeen, I tell you, if you dare to run away from home in the future, I will send you abroad. ”

Wu Seventeen squinted his eyes at his brother who lacked a heart.

"Brother, how did you find me?"

"A brother down there saw you enter this building. I didn't see so many brothers with me just now, but today we are sweeping the building. ”

"Tut~"

Junxi came to Wheat's classroom and looked at the little fat man through the glass.

There are still more than 10 minutes before the end of class, but these little guys don't seem to be able to sit still, they are all around Tong Mai, Junxi looks a little strange, why even the two teachers are standing next to them.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Junxi followed a few parents and walked in.

Approaching the point and sticking out his head to see, good guy, the little fat man brought all the paintings of "My Neighbor Totoro", and this meeting is introducing who is who to the children in a good way.

Junxi stood with his arms crossed and listened, he really hadn't seen Wheat say so much.

Li Hao is the teacher in charge of this class, and when he looked up at the tall Junxi, his smiling eyes were bent: "Uncle Wheat, I heard that Wheat's words were all drawn by you." ”

He nodded, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth: "I specially painted it for wheat." ”

Tong Mai's mouth couldn't close when he heard the laughter.

Li Hao had an expression of admiration: "The painting is so good and interesting, why can't I think of it?"

Junxi didn't hear what she meant, so she thought she was praising herself!

Many of the parents who picked up their children have left.

The two teachers smiled and helped Wheat clean up the "Totoro" that had been laid out on a table.

"Mai is so happy to have an uncle who can draw, unlike the teacher's uncle, who can only make steamed buns. Li smiled and touched Wheat's head.

Hearing this, Mai looked at her with a pair of big eyes, and there was undisguised envy in her eyes: "Teacher Li, I think your uncle is also good." ”

"Hahaha~~ The wheat is so cute, then next time the teacher will bring you a few buns to taste. Both teachers laughed.

"Really? Then I'll give you a pair of My Neighbor Totoro!"

"Really!" Teacher Li Hao's eyes widened for a while, and she thought about it and looked at Junxi over the wheat again.

Junxi thinks that the teachers in the interest class have very good personalities, and their IQ seems to be similar to that of children.

"Is it okay, Uncle Mai?" she looked at Junxi, her eyes full of expectation.

Junxi shrugged: "If there's anything you can't do, just agree to it." ”

Tong Mai looked at the teacher and nodded seriously again, my paintings can be sold for money, my uncle's paintings can be exchanged for buns, and the artist's life is really good!

Teacher Li clasped his hands together in front of his chest, looked at Junxi and said, "Then can I draw it?"

"Yes!"

"Can you draw anything?"

Junxi smacked his lips, "Where are you going to draw?"

Teacher Li, who asked this, was a little embarrassed, and his face was flushed.

Junxi looked at this scene and became even more curious.

"To tell you the truth, it's our turn to come up with a mural this time, but we haven't figured out what to paint. ”

"Well," the little teaching assistant on the side also nodded: "We just want to draw something that is different and eye-catching!"

"Oh, where should I draw!" Junxi realized: "Okay, just draw it!"

Oh woo~~

The two teachers jumped happily!

Junxi, who called it, was startled, and saw that these children had nerves the teacher too!

Junxi took Tong Mai into the piano school.

The bouncing little fat man sang all the way: "Ten women, seven stupid, eight stupid, nine bad, and one that everyone loves brothers to stand up." ”

"The one that everyone loves is here!" Tong Xiaoxiao happily held the wheat bun face, and Lin Lin followed behind with a smile.

"That's Mom. Wheat also smiled and messed with her sister.

This time Junxi was not by their side, and the two siblings saw their tall and handsome uncle snuggling by the door of a piano room.

In the piano room, a young teacher is playing and singing to herself.

It was singing as if it were the theme song of a cartoon, and several children around her were singing along.

"Wu Seventeen" - there are names and photos of each teacher at the door, the photos are good, this girl's smile is very infectious, especially the pair of dimples is definitely a plus.

Wu Qiqi, who shook his head to the music, was full of drama for a while, screaming and whispering for a while, a song was about to be sung to her into an opera, it seems that she really likes to sing, Junxi thinks that Wu Dao should also come to see this scene.

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