Zhou is the only one who is in the small theater four

Jiang Xiaoxiao had already shown an advantage in IQ when he was in elementary school, which made Sheng Yang, a scumbag, very sad. She snorted like a tomboy, but when she got to Jiang Xiaoxiao, she became a confidant in a second, and she thought that only in this way could she regain the age advantage she missed because of her academic performance.

One day, it was a rare weekend for Zhou Wei and Sheng Yang, who were in high school. They were classmates all the way, and they were peers in high school. Sheng Yang continued to be bloody in the middle school affiliated to Bousan University, and Zhou Wei continued to strive to be a top student. So on this day, Sheng Yang of the material called Zhou Weiwei: "Oh, Xueba Zhou, what are you doing, it's rare to go to the film festival city to participate in the comic con on the weekend!" ”

Today is the global event of the finale of a well-known comic house, and it happens that today it is Boussan's turn. And Sheng Yang is a big fan of one of the male protagonists in it.

"You're done with your homework?"

Can you still be good friends? Sheng Yang smiled at the phone and quickly said, "I'm done." ”

Zhou Weiwei finally opened the net, thought about it and said, "Well, then I'll contact my uncle to get an invitation." ”

"Okay!" Sheng Yang cheered.

But what I didn't expect was that Sheng Yang, who arrived at the scene, suddenly appeared, and Xueba Zhou was followed by a small dot. If you look closely, Xiao Budian is Jiang Xiaoxiao, the famous prodigy in Busang City.

The blood groove is empty, how can Sheng Yang, who is already friends with Xueba, make friends with a prodigy?

Besides, Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was only a primary school student, was thin, but his face was "You mortals, hehe." Expression.

Nima, Sheng Yang suddenly felt that he was a little shorter in front of this little one. Academic performance is really an eternal pain in my heart, and the other party's little man is too good at math to imagine.

Sheng Yang snorted rudely, took the invitation letter in Zhou Wei's hand with his chest high, and waved his big hand, especially shouting at Jiang Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, follow my sister." ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and saw that Zhou Weiwei also followed, "oh", and he really walked with Sheng Yang with his calves.

As the so-called art industry has a specialization, Sheng Yang may not be as good as the two behind her in terms of academic performance, but for anime, she can throw Zhou Weiwei, especially Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Sheng Yang, who led Jiang Xiaoxiao, had a particularly superior sense today, she took the other party's little hand and coughed lightly: "Oh, look, this is the male protagonist, don't look at his big grin, he was very weak at the beginning, he ended up with the seventh generation Hokage!" Do you know what the Seven Hokage means? That's the best guy! So, Xiaoxiao, people must not look down on their stupid partners at the beginning, right? ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at her, expressionless, like looking at a fool.

Oops, it's a good blow! Sheng Yang can't bear it! So she pointed to another person and said, "Look, Xiaoxiao, this person has been a genius since he was a child, and he looks bullish and cool all day long, but you see, he didn't lose to the weak little friend at the beginning in the end?" ”

"So what?"

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao asked, "So what?" ”

Sheng Yang thought for a while and patted Xiao Budian's shoulder: "So, be kind." ”

Jiang Xiaoxiao pointed to the side: "I'll go over there and stay for a while." ”

Spike! Sheng Yang finally regained the sense of accomplishment that high school students should have in the face of elementary school students. Zhou Weiwei looked at the two of them from behind, and couldn't help but criticize Sheng Yang: "Why are you so naïve? ”

Sheng Yang fried hair: "Hmph! I'm just naïve! ”

Zhou Weiwei suddenly felt like a blessed spirit, thought of something, grabbed the old running Sheng Yang, and pulled the tomboy-like girl to his side with all his strength: "Honestly, have you finished writing the author?!" ”

Sheng Yang's eyes rolled slightly, and he looked left and right and said to him: "What's that, oops, you didn't look at it one by one, you look at that actor is so handsome." ”

Zhou Weiwei's head was big: "You lied to me again, if my mother knew that I took you out casually, she would definitely criticize me again." Not only my mom, but your dad is probably calling again today! ”

Sheng Yang stuck out his tongue and jumped out with a "whoosh" while Zhou Wei was not paying attention.

The appearance of running for his life was so fast that he met a wolf with a rabbit.

Sheng Yang still couldn't finish watching the film festival, two hours had passed, she paced and walked slowly to Xiao Budian's side with her hands behind her back, and was stunned for a moment.

O God! Jiang Xiaoxiao brought an iPad, which is full of math problems! And more importantly, she glanced at the math problem above and didn't see what it meant!

Don't live!

At this time, Zhou Wei appeared, and pulled Sheng Yang back, and didn't forget to make fun of her: "You know that your IQ is not enough, right?" ”

Sheng Yang was bitter: "Why did you bring her here, are you here to attack me?" ”

"It's going to hit everyone, okay?! Think about it, that's Jiang Xiaoxiao. The name of the prodigy in Busan City is false! ”

Zhou Weiyi patted Sheng Yang's head: "I'm not here to hit you, do you still need this kind of person to fight at your level?" ”

Zhou's only tone of killing chickens with a knife made Sheng Yang feel that it was great to study well!

"Don't you think it's boring? I've been reading books and reading books, and I'm going to be short-sighted at such a young age, isn't it good to take her out to play? Zhou Wei sighed with a smile: "I really didn't expect that this kid would come out with a title." Uncle Jiang asked me to bring her to play, and I guess I can't do it again. ”

Sheng Yang, who has always regarded mathematics as a beast of the flood, suddenly sighed: "Little kid...... Why is it so ...... Incomprehensible? ”

Zhou Weiwei pulled Sheng Yang and expressed deep understanding: "Yes, I can't understand it." ”

The comic con finally ended, and as the sun set, Jiang Xiaoxiao stretched her waist, put away the tablet, and then happily followed behind Zhou Weiwei and Sheng Yang.

The small restaurant on the street was filled with the aroma of food, and Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled the corner of the only piece of clothing in front of Zhou: "The only brother, I'm hungry." ”

"Ahh Hungry? Sheng Yang reacted, and took the first step to ask Jiang Xiaoxin: "What do you want to eat, I'll please." ”

Although no one is smart, Sheng Yang has the richest father...... She is ready to make a full banquet of abalone and sea cucumbers, and she will be blind.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoxin: "Give me a piece of chocolate." ”

Sheng Yang wailed, begging me to give me a chance to express my appearance, okay?

The following is the four contents of the small theater.,38 chapters have not been able to be modified.,The last chapter has been modified.,Only a new chapter can be opened.

You finally love me (there are too many children, let's talk about my parents~)

Sheng Xuan was seven years old, Sheng Congsu asked him to go to school alone, sent a driver, and followed the children's bus every day, rain or shine.

Song Ru and I probably didn't take care of Sheng Yang, and always thought that children were like flowers in swaddling clothes, and they couldn't be touched at all, so she also began to get up early and start going to school with Sheng Xuan. Even on Sunday, Sheng Xuan went to learn painting from a Chinese painting teacher, and Song Ru and I followed with no worries.

In the early morning, he was still holding a fragrant and soft body in his arms, but now he was only a lonely person, Sheng Congsu made up his mind that he must appeal.

It's Saturday again, Song Ru and I got up as usual, Sheng Congsu, who usually calmly let go of his wife, suddenly opened a pair of sharp eyes, and the tail tips of the narrow Danfeng eyes were like waiting for the rabbit hunter.

Not long after dawn outside, Sheng Cong muttered, "The teachers who teach painting are all so early now?" ”

Song Ru and I hummed while getting dressed: "I'm leaving." ”

The word "ah" was still on her lips, and her whole person was taken to the bed by Sheng Congsu, and Song Ru I was annoyed: "What are you doing." ”

Sheng Congsu didn't speak, his eyes flowed, and the eye knives smashed at Song Rume.

"Don't be so naïve, okay?" Song Ru I was angry and funny, and I reacted to what kind of trouble this was, she coaxed Sheng Congsu like a child: "Wait for me to come back and have breakfast with you, okay?" ”

Sheng Congsu did not answer, and said very resolutely for a long time: "The negotiation is invalid. ”

Song Ru patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, Sheng Xuan should go." ”

"Let him go."

His tone was stern and serious, and his temper was worse than that of a child. Song Ru sighed, then took the initiative to step forward and kissed the corners of his narrow eyes, and then the newly grown scum.

Throwing himself into his arms, Sheng Congsu of course climbed along the pole, and a French kiss ended in the morning. Then he heard Song Ru and me whisper in his ear, "I love you." ”

It is the sound of the tinkling sound of the clear spring stream, and the sound of the morning sun shining on the vegetation of the earth. It's a whisper between lovers, the first sentence in decades.

Song Ru I successfully escaped from the bedroom, and I hit it with one blow, that sentence is really a supreme weapon.

And Sheng Yang watched her wise father's smirk at home for a day, so she said tentatively: "Seventh, I want pocket money for a year this year." ”

"Give." A check is handed over with a "whoosh".

"Old Seven, I'm in love with Zhou Weiwei."

"Huh? Oh, okay. ”

"Old Seven, I'm going to blow up the earth!"

"yes, okay." Sheng Congsu smiled: "What did you just say?" ”

After Sheng Xuan returned home, she was taken out by her sister and told very strictly: "Xiao Xuan, you are ready, our old man is probably stupid." ”

Song Ru, who came back together, patted Sheng Yang's head: "Don't talk nonsense." ”