"Mom, go with Dad, you haven't been together for a long time." An Yiran said with ulterior motives, "I want to go to Kunlun Mountain with my brother to play." ”

"You and Xiaoji?" Su Lianyi was a little strange, and looked in the direction of An Yingji, "Are you going to Kunlun Mountain with your sister?" ”

An Yiran looked straight at An Yingyi behind Su Lianyi.

An Yingyu especially wanted this sister when he was a child, as an invisible sister control, of course, he couldn't stand this kind of straightforward pleading eyes, and promised vaguely: "En." ”

Su Lianyi was still a little uneasy, and said, "Why don't you go to Venezuela with us?" ”

As soon as An Baisheng heard this, his eyes changed. With these two children, what kind of two-person world do you live?

Even though they have had relatively little contact with An Baisheng, the pillar of the An family, since childhood, An Yiran and An Yingjian feel that they seem to have directly heard An Baisheng's inner call. This kind of rejection of them, even if I can understand it in seconds, I still feel a little sad to think about it.

However, he still refused: "It's too hot in Venezuela, and most of the people there are Indians." It's still good in China, but we still want to climb the mountain. ”

"Okay then." Su Lianyi's heart still hasn't let go, this is the first time they have gone out since they were young, can these two brothers and sisters handle it?

An Baisheng has long seen Su Lianyi's worries, and the children of the An family have always been self-reliant and not afraid of hardships. How could such a trivial matter become an obstacle, but he still comforted Su Lianyi and said, "You have to believe in them, they are as independent and self-reliant as you." "The implication is, you are so good, how can they be bad as your sons.

Su Lianyi nodded as expected.

It seems that each wife and slave has a unique way of managing their wives.

As soon as the weekend ended, An Yiran resumed his school days.

An Yiran didn't dare to desert in Chinese class at all.

Other people raised their hands and rushed to answer the questions, but they couldn't grab them, and the teacher asked her to answer them while she was sitting. Thinking about it this way, hehe, it's still quite an idea with the spirit of Ah Q.

An Yiran now simply misses the days when he used magic freely in his previous life. Although she didn't enter the formal study of the magic academy in her previous life, she still had a little yearning and a pity that she didn't go to school in the end.

In this era, Zi'an also went to school, so I didn't like it very much.

All the fun classes in the academy of the magical civilization are offensive and dangerous. Of course, there are also courses like "Modern History of the Orr Continent" that are boring and jumping.

In the era of science and technology, everything that a child can touch is guaranteed and safe, and it is not challenging at all, which is not conducive to cultivating the spirit of daring to fight and dare to take risks.

Even if An Yiyi, who is now an underage child, still has the wildness and cruelty of the beasts in the forest of no return, the disdain and arrogance of the ants, and the indifference and cruelty that have lasted for a long time. This is the wildness and nature that flows deep in the soul.

However, the world cloned her with the garb of a human being, and she was a human from then on.

God knows how challenging it is for her to sit in class in a proper manner, and to preserve the nature in her blood.

"An Yiran, how do you feel after reading "The Color of Spring"?"

An Yiran stood up helplessly, God, she didn't want to stand up and answer such an idiotic question at all: "I think the little sparrow, the little swallow, and the little yellow warbler have all made their remarks, which shows that everyone's thoughts are different." Spring is also different in everyone's eyes, and we express each other's ideas without hindrance, which is how much we respect each other. ”

Listening to such philosophical words, the exterminator praised it: "Well said, listen, the philosophy of life contained in this sentence is very rich, from theory to practice, you must learn from An Yiran in the future." ”

The entire first-grade class applauded her.

An Yiran felt that his face was a little hot.

An Yiran has been immersed in the Internet for so long in this era, and she has long been an Internet addict girl, and being off the Internet is like breaking her life!

An Yiran reads most things with mental power, so he browses in detail and reads quickly. I also read a lot of chicken soup for the soul, and the skills of making up nonsense are rising slowly. Even writing novels in codewords is full of inspiration, and if you ask her anything, she can say two sentences to you now. As for writing a novel, she wrote it directly to the place where she didn't remember it very clearly, and anyway, she just had to go around it in the end, and the editors on the novel website began to ask her to sign a contract.

An Yiran is only so serious when he is in Chinese class, how can other teachers be so abrasive. An Yiran's grades in other subjects except Chinese are basically close to full marks, can you disturb the self-growth of such a genius as others? Doesn't this help the seedlings grow? Yes, yes. All the teachers in the school thought that An Yiran had already learned such a part of the knowledge and did not need to learn it anymore.

After school, An Yiran walked home alone. Today, Fu Xi was sick, and Li Yi said that he was good in the last game and directly qualified for the semifinals. The trio who used to go home to fight iron were left with An Yiran walking alone on the small road on the side of the street.

There are no ordinary two people, so quiet, and I feel a little lonely~.

An Yiran's road home is lined with major high-end communities, and their home is still a little inside.

These upscale neighborhoods are beautifully built, with railings up to 4 meters high, and most of them have particularly brilliant walls or European artistic touches. Through the black railing, you can see the exquisite and splendid real estate inside.

The security guards at the entrance of each community have very straight backs, and they wear suits like white-collar workers who usually go to work.

Suddenly, An Yiran saw that a young man in black in front of him jumped directly over the high railing and landed on the ground steadily, steady and unharmed.

An Yiran looked at the young man in great surprise.

The boy wore a black peaked cap, the hat was pressed very low, and only the bridge of his nose that stood like a snowy peak and the lips that were as thin as the wings of a cicada could be seen, and the outline still carried a hint of the softness and uninhibition of the youth.

The young man in black ignored the child and planned to leave directly in a completely different direction from An Yiran.

An Yiran looked at the young man, his heart pounding. He took two steps forward and shouted, "Wait." ”

The young man in black didn't expect a mortal child to see him, and dared to tell him to stop. With a disdainful smile, he looked back at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl wore a well-behaved ball-like head, and her very smooth hair was gently placed on both sides of her cheeks, which matched her fair skin. The inky pupils are as deep as a cold pool, the nose is playfully erected, the lips are slightly upturned, and the lip shape has the arc of a smile. This is a very beautiful little girl, just looking at this girl has a feeling of aura.

The young man in black looked at it again, and recalled in his mind the little girl who invited him to eat beef noodles when he was in exile~.