"Teacher Bai, come and see, this ...... Is this what a five-year-old should say? ”

Teacher Yang's voice was crying, and he took out a crumpled paper ball from his pocket and threw it on the desk.

"What's 'I was fascinated by you at the first sight of you', and 'I want to touch you'......'" Teacher Yang couldn't go on, and said angrily: "I didn't learn well at a young age, and I didn't know what Lu Dao would be like when I grew up!" ”

These are words that even adults can't even say, and it is impossible to imagine what it would be like to come out of the mouth of a five-year-old child.

"Is it possible that children who grow up in foreign countries are so precocious?" I wish the teacher to interject.

Bai Xiao spread out the paper ball, and the words on it were crooked, and there was not a single typo.

Her gaze shifted downwards to the pencil drawn two small figures in the lower right corner, holding hands with their names written on their clothes.

"Yu Jingxi?"

As soon as Mr. Yang heard this name, the fire that had finally been extinguished rose again.

"Isn't it great that Grandpa is the head of the general/staff? My grandfather is also a hero of the Anti-Resistance/US Aid/North Korea Fight! ”

Bai Xiao couldn't cry or laugh at Teacher Yang's angry words, and saw that the time was almost up, so he took the violin to class.

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There were only twelve students in the violin class, and after 60 minutes of a lesson, Bai Xiao didn't feel too tired.

Passing by the painting class, there was a gentle voice from Teacher Yang, which seemed to have disappeared.

Remembering that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, Bai Xiao couldn't help but speed up his steps back to the office.

She had only taken two steps when she was caught by a small figure in the corner of the classroom wall.

Red large-mouthed monkey sweatshirt, green sweatpants of the same style, a pair of cowhide boots on his feet, a cartoon scarf around his neck, mushroom-shaped thick black hair is slightly curly, looking fluffy and cute, and a pair of big black eyes inlaid on his fair round face.

Bai Xiao has worked at the art center for two years, and she can't say that she can name all the students here, but she has met them more or less a few times, but she really doesn't know what to do with this head held high like a sulking child.

Thinking of the one in the office in the morning, Bai Xiao looked at the door of the painting class and knew in his heart.

"That kid is really tough, he's been standing outside the classroom for almost an hour!"

Listening to the words of the cleaning aunt on the side, Bai Xiao couldn't help but look at the child twice.

He was holding a huge schoolbag in his hand, and he didn't look carefully just now, but Bai Xiao only noticed a few slight bruises on his face, which should have been caused by a fight with his friends, and for some reason, he suddenly drooped his head.

The sunlight hit him, pulling a slanted shadow on the wall, looking lonely and lonely.

Bai Xiao looked at him, unable to equate him with the kind of troublesome little Tai Sui in Mr. Yang's mouth, what popped up in her mind was the pair of villains at the bottom right of the "love letter", and her funny painting skills made her can't help but raise the corners of her lips.

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Tonight, I want to make a whole website planning plan, I can only change one watch, and I will continue to change the second watch tomorrow, beauties, forgive me! Group of one~~