Unconsciously, it has been half a year since Zhou Nianwang began to learn to dance.

Time flies.

And Zhou Nianwang's persistent efforts in the past six months have also achieved great results.

Who says the Reborn don't have a cheatle?

So who, the Zhou family said it a little, right?

If you stand up, I promise not to kill you.

Yes, Zhou Nianwang didn't have a very obvious golden finger, and he once thought that he didn't have a so-called golden finger. But since learning dance, Zhou Nianwang found that his memory was simply against the sky.

No matter what posture or movement, as long as he has seen it once, he basically does not need to be taught a second time by the teacher. Of course, remembering is still indispensable for practice.

This also made Zhou Nianwang unable to teach the dance teacher in just half a year.

Limited to hip-hop.

Like break dance, mechanical dance, lock dance, throwing dance, free dance, jazz dance, etc., as long as it is a type of street dance, Zhou Nianwang is involved. It's just that if you want to say that you are still specialized, I'm afraid it's almost hot.

After all, this thing needs time to precipitate.

Zhou Zhiyu, who has been playing and disappearing for a long time, went home on a dark evening, dragging a tired back.

My mother was naturally very distressed, and she served tea and poured water. It can be seen that Zhou Zhiyu was in a very good mood after returning home, and there was a relieved expression on his face.

"You don't have to fight so hard, as long as we can get by, you don't wear yourself out. Mother Wang Lin said distressedly.

In my mother's eyes, nothing is more important than the health of my family.

Like my father, it's rare to go home twice a month, working alone outside, working hard for the happiness of this family, how can you make my mother's heart feel good?

But Zhou Nianwang was still young, and she didn't worry about asking her sister-in-law to bring her, so she could only put the burden of the family on Zhou Zhiyu. Every time she saw Zhou Zhiyu go home exhausted, her heart was extremely uncomfortable.

If you really can't...

Send Zhou Nianwang to kindergarten?

Don't look at Zhou Nianwang who is only one and a half years old now, but he can eat, drink and scatter, and go to a kindergarten class, there is absolutely no problem. In this way, I can help my husband.

I just don't know if Zhou Nian Wang Tong disagrees.

Wang Lin thought of Zhou Nianwang's temper, and felt a little headache.

As long as he is unwilling to do something, he never seems to have a way to force him. I don't know if he will reject sending him to kindergarten this time.

"Come, come over and let Daddy hug me. Let's say in advance that we're not allowed to pee on my body again. Zhou Zhiyu beckoned to King Zhou Nian and said with a smile.

He both loves his clever son, but is also a little afraid of him.

Peeing is out of the psychological shadow.

Even if I wanted to pee, I couldn't pee now!

Do you think I'm still a child who hasn't grown up?

I don't see, your son is wearing a full range of pants, do you think it's as convenient as open crotch pants?

complained and complained, but Zhou Nianwang still sent it to the door for Zhou Zhiyu to hug. After all, it's not easy for Dad, and King Zhou Nianwang still feels sorry for him.

"Husband, why don't we find a kindergarten for dragging?" Wang Lin said after finishing her work, sitting on the sofa.

"Drag it so young to send it to kindergarten?" Zhou Zhiyu stopped teasing Zhou Nianwang's hand and said with a frown.

"Although the drag is small, he can take care of his life completely! Besides, if I free my hands, I can help you a little!" Wang Lin explained.

What the heck?

Send me to kindergarten?

Let me spend my days with a bunch of little kids who don't know how to eat and drink Lazar?

oh my god！

Zhou Nianwang only thought about it, and felt that the whole person was about to go crazy. If he really went in, then he wouldn't have come out with a nervous breakdown!

Resolutely no.

But if he refuses like this, Zhou Nianwang is afraid that he will hurt his parents. After all, they are also thinking about this family. If they are troublesome at this time, they will feel a little chilly, right?

Gotta figure come out.

Can't say no, don't want to go to kindergarten, and want to make room?

It seems that there is only one way.

Zhou Nianwang jumped out of his father's arms, and regardless of how the two discussed how to send him to kindergarten, he came directly to the phone and dialed a phone number.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?" asked Dad curiously.

"He, except for the mobile phone numbers of the two of us, only remembers his godfather and godmother. If you call at this time, you must be calling one of the two of them!" said my mother, Wang Lin.

It's still my mom who understands me.

The phone was called for a long time, but no one answered that day, and Zhou Nianwang estimated that his godfather was busy filming again. Forget it, it's the same with looking for a godmother.

"Drag, you want to your mother, why don't you make a video call?" said Ah Le's voice on the other end of the phone.

Hehe, as long as you answer the phone.

"I miss my mother, my mother wants to send me to read, I don't want to read, I miss my mother. King Zhou Nian said like a tongue twister.

There are two mothers in the content, I think my mother is talking about Ah Le, and the mother who sent him to study is his biological mother.

"What do you want to do?"

Ah Le doesn't think it's a good thing for King Zhou Nian to study now. Children must have the innocence of children, and they must have their own memories of childhood, that is the most perfect.

"Drag and miss Mom. King Zhou Nian said.

Now Zhou Nianwang can't say too many words, but there is no problem with simple communication.

"What do you mean by dragging and wanting to be with your godmother?" Ah Le asked tentatively.

"Hmm. King Zhou Nian nodded in response.

It's better to be with Ah Le's godmother than to be thrown into kindergarten, right?

"Does your mother agree?" asked Ah Le.

In any case, even if she is the godmother of the drag, in this regard, she has to ask for the opinion of his biological mother Wang Lin.

"Mom, agreed. King Zhou Nian replied with an opinion.

Do you dare to disagree?

Believe it or not, I'm crying to you.

Seeing that his son made a decision in front of him without asking himself, Wang Lin couldn't cry or laugh. This little guy is getting smarter and smarter now, and he knows that he is going to save the country by playing curves.

didn't tell himself that he couldn't go to kindergarten, so he went straight to his godmother. The phone call that didn't get through before should have been made to his godfather, right?

After all, with his godfather, I'm afraid it will be more fun.

For handing over the drag to the two of them, Wang Lin is a hundred relieved. After all, everyone has known each other for so long, and the kind of care they show for Zhou Nianwang more or less on weekdays is enough to reassure her and her husband.