In the classroom, Lin Yiyang took out a picture book and a set of paintbrushes from his schoolbag.

Turning to one of the pages, there is a painting that has not yet been completed. It depicts a woman with long hair, but she can't see her clearly, and the drawing is blurry.

The woman stretched out her hand and held a child next to her, this child was clearly drawn, it should be Yang Yang himself. Well, let's just think so.

Lin Yiyang in the painting, with a bright smile on his face, raised his hands high, holding the vague woman with one hand and ...... with the other It seems that the painting is not finished yet, only one arm is outstretched, and the other parts are not finished yet.

But if you think about it with your heels, you can think that the part that has not yet been completed must be Lin Chuan.

Lin Yiyang selected a paintbrush and began to continue his unfinished masterpiece.

At this moment, a little girl who looked to be only four or five years old and about the same age as Lin Yiyang came over with a Barbie doll in her arms, first looked at the painting with her eyebrows, and then said with a little interest: "What are you painting?" ”

Lin Yiyang raised his head, glanced at the girl, and said coldly, "My father and my mother." ”

"That person is your mother? But why don't you paint her face? The little girl said strangely.

"I ...... I don't know what my mother looks like. Lin Yiyang's mood became even more depressed.

Where did the little girl know this, when she heard Lin Yiyang say that she didn't know what her mother looked like, she instantly smiled, covered her mouth, and said, "Hehe, how come you don't know what your mother looks like, haven't you seen your mother?" ”

A joking sentence inadvertently touched Lin Yiyang's wound. He raised his eyes, glared at the little girl fiercely, lowered his head and did not speak, and continued to draw.

The little girl was startled, but she didn't give up, paused for a few seconds, and continued to talk: "What's your name?" My name is Cui Qianqian, you can call me Qianqian. ”

"My name is Lin Yiyang." Yang Yang didn't even raise his head this time, and the brush in his hand didn't stop for a moment.

"Lin Yiyang, a nice name, why don't you stop drawing and come and play games with us." Cui Qianqian said, reaching out to pull him.

However, how could Lin Yiyang be in this mood? was already in a very low mood, and when I was pestered by this little girl, my temper suddenly came up.

However, don't look at his young age, but he is very personable, angry and angry, he didn't swear, nor did he have any excesses, he just raised his head indifferently and said, "I want to paint, you go play." ”

The little girl frowned, pouted, and let out a soft 'oh', and then reluctantly went to the side.

Lin Yiyang didn't look at her again, it seemed that in his eyes, there was only his own paintbrush and drawing book, as well as his father and mother on it.

After a short time, the classroom door opened, Teacher Zhang walked back again, and glanced in the direction of Lin Yiyang intentionally or unintentionally, then clapped his hands and said: "Okay, it's time for class, today we are going to learn a new song, but before learning a new song, I want to ask, will you still sing the song that the teacher gave you in the last class?" ”

"I can sing."

"Teacher, I will too."

All of a sudden, I saw many children, all of whom raised their hands, among which Cui Qianqian was the most active.

Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "Qianqian, you come and sing it again, and the teacher will accompany you." ”

Walking up to the electronic keyboard, Mr. Zhang sat down.

Soon, the music sounded, Cui Qianqian sang beautifully, and the other children also listened very seriously, but Lin Yiyang was still sitting in the corner, bowing his head and drawing.

……

Soon, the first class was over, and the children came to the playground under the supervision of several teachers.

Teacher Wang Yue and Teacher Xiaomei were also among them, and they looked at these children with smiles on their faces.

"Teacher Xiaoyue, Yang Yang seems to be a little out of place, you see, he ran to the side by himself, and he didn't know what he was doing." Teacher Xiaomei said.

Wang Yue stared at it, and sure enough, he saw other children, either playing on slides or swings, all immersed in joy.

Only Lin Yiyang walked to a clearing in a muffled voice, looking at the road outside, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yang Yang is not usually like this, today is really a little strange, I'll go over and take a look." Wang Yue said with some concern.

Indeed, Lin Yiyang has always been very sensible, and when he was in Bac Ninh Kindergarten, he also got along very well with the children, and his popularity was very good.

What's going on? Not only did he keep his distance from the other children, but he also looked unhappy.

But after thinking about it, Wang Yue figured it out again. Yang Yang hadn't been with Lin Chuan much for several days. Even if the two met, they were just in a hurry.

Today is Yang Yang's first day of school, and he originally wanted his father to see him off, but who would have thought that he hadn't seen anyone since he got up, so who would be in a good mood? What's more, he's only a five-year-old kid.

In fact, Wang Yue only guessed half right. In the past, Lin Chuan was often so busy that he rarely saw his son, but Lin Yiyang could understand it, and he didn't make such a big fuss.

The real reason is...... Ahem, only Yang Yang himself knows.

Wang Yue just wanted to go over, but before he could walk a few steps, he saw a little girl and came to Yang Yang's side.

"Lin Yiyang, why don't you go over to play? Shall we go on the swing together? Cui Qianqian said.

Lin Yiyang turned his head to look at her, his mood was still a little low, and said, "Go ahead, I don't want to play." ”

"That'...... Shall we go on a slide? Cui Qianqian's spirit of not giving up is really valuable.

Lin Yiyang frowned and said, "It's all a child's game, so I don't want to play it." ”

"Hehe, aren't you also a child, then what do you like to play, I can play with you." Qianqian smiled.

"I want to ......" Just as Lin Yiyang was racking his brains and thinking about what to play, two little boys walked over.

"Qianqian, what are you doing here? Let's go play on the swings. One of the fat boys, said.

Cui Qianqian seemed to hate him very much, just glanced at him, and said unhappily: "I won't play with you, I want to play with Lin Yiyang." ”

"Who is Lin Yiyang? Oh, is this new arrival? The little fat man glanced at Lin Yiyang absently.

His contemptuous eyes made Lin Yiyang very unhappy, and Cui Qianqian was also very unhappy, so she took Lin Yiyang's hand, turned around and walked to the other side.

However, just as they and the little fat man passed by, the little fat man grabbed Lin Yiyang's arm and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Li Dapeng, we don't want to play with you." Cui Qianqian said with a slight frown.

"That's not good, I'm going to play with you today......" The little fat man began to mess around, relying on his strength, trying to pull Lin Yiyang aside.

Lin Yiyang is very similar to his father's temper, and has always followed a principle, that is, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if people offend me......

Taking advantage of the little fat man's exertion, Lin Yiyang didn't say a word, and pushed hard with both hands. Outcome...... The little fat man fell a big butt and sat on the ground and cried.