When anyone dares to rob his sister, he will definitely unite with his brothers and share the same hatred.

"Brother Xu Yang, since you can teach my sister, you can definitely teach me ......"

Except for Zhuo Jinchu, Xu Yang's self-confidence has been hit so much that he doesn't even have scum left, and he still has full confidence in others.

He's more than ten years old, Zhuo Ran is only seven years old, he can't fight a seven-year-old boy?

Zhuo Ran glanced at Xu Yang, put away his usual gangsterism, and said politely, "Brother Xu Yang, I didn't want to ask you a study question, I just wanted to compete with you, you teach me." ”

When Xu Yang heard this, he laughed, and then waved his hand again and again, and the hand was so fast that it was about to take off, "That's not good, I'm a round older than you, I can't bully the small with the big." ”

The second Zhuo Yang couldn't hold back and laughed.

Xiao Tuanzi didn't laugh so indulgently as Zhuoyang, but his round and dark apricot eyes were also soaked with a smile, shining brightly, like the stars twinkling in the night sky.

Xu Yang looked at them inexplicably, is this funny?

looked at Zhuo Jinchu again, the corners of his mouth were also hooked, as if he was smiling.

Xu Yang rubbed his chin with his hand, feeling a sense of horror.

"No, no, no, just teach me." Zhuo Ran insisted, a pair of black eyes were extremely firm, like obsidian, "It can't be considered a bully." ”

Xu Yang thought for a while, "Then let me use my left hand to compare with your right hand." ”

lest anyone say that he is invincible.

"No, no, just use your right hand, anyway, it's just playing, Brother Xu Yang, you don't have to worry too much." Zhuo Ran said.

Zhuo Yang stared at Zhuo Ran, when did his younger brother become so good at talking? I also became thoughtful.

But then I took a look at Zhuo Ran's naïve appearance, what kind of thoughts? It's all an illusion, this is obviously Zhuo Ran's unintentional statement, it's because he thinks too much!

When it came to this, Xu Yang felt that he was a little old man, and it would be hypocritical to be cowardly, so he stretched out his hand, "Come on." ”

The Zhuo family laughed, but he still didn't believe in evil, in the end, age and height were suppressed here, he could lose to Zhuo Ran!

Xu Yang took a deep breath, rested his elbows on the table, and put himself in a perfect posture, his mind was also studying strategies quickly and accurately.

The most important thing to do is to break the wrist, the first to turn the wrist over, adjust the position, and occupy the absolute high ground.

In fact, there is also a certain risk in comparing this matter with Zhuo Ran.

Although he is compared to Zhuoran, the probability of success is 99.99999%. But once he falls into this negligible situation, the shame he receives will be multiplied.

Therefore, he can only have one result, and that is: win!

Xu Yang is usually a talker, and no one knows that he has much more brain supplements......

A warm smile finally floated on his face, Xu Yang was ready to win, and naturally won in his hands, "Come on, you say start." ”

"Hmm...... Begin! Zhuo Ran didn't talk about those vain things, and his black eyes were like torches.

"Smack!"

Xu Yang took a breath, but it was still stuck in his throat.

He stared intently at the hand he had been pressed down, his handsome face showing a look of confusion, and then he wondered if he was hallucinating, and he leaned up to see it, trying to raise his hand, but the hand had been numb from being pressed, like meat nailed to a cutting board by a kitchen knife, and he couldn't move.

Xu Yang couldn't help but scold, with a terrifying expression on his face.

This face is too big, first he was overconfident, and then he said "bully the small with the big", and then he wanted to make his left hand compare with Zhuo Ran's right hand, so that he could let this little brother go.

At this moment, it was his right hand that lost compared to Zhuo Ran's right hand.

He couldn't wait to slap his lips a few times, why did he talk so much?

Every word at the beginning, but now it is a knife pierced in his heart!

But after thinking about it, Xu Yang looked at Zhuo Ran as if he was looking at a monster, "You, you...... A seven-year-old kid, so strong! ”

Zhuo Ran smiled and said without hesitation, "Brother Xu Yang, you are too weak, okay?" ”

said it without heart or lungs, but it was heartfelt.

Zhuo Ran has been helping the family do farm work since he was a child, jumping up and down like ADHD, and he can't be idle at all, which is very different from Xu Yang.

Xu Yang's mother raised him as a protected animal when he was young, their ancestors of the Xu family had a champion, and then there was no one with a promising culture, forced to read, but they couldn't read, until they arrived at Xu Yang, so that the Xu family saw hope.

So since he was a child, Xu Yang has never experienced the happiness of any peasant children, nor does he work, and reads all kinds of books.

The better the grades, the tighter the fucking mantra will be.

This is a really weak scholar, and naturally it is not as good as the enhanced version of Tarzan of the Apes.

Xu Yang clutched his chest, sullen, but facts speak louder than words, he turned his head to look at Xiao Tuanzi again, the youngest one in the family.

"Forget it, I still continue to teach Xiao Tuanzi homework, Xiao Tuanzi needs me."

Zhuo Jinchu's expression was slightly abrupt, and Zhuo Yang had already stood up, with a smile on his face, but it seemed that he had a knife hidden in his smile.

What's going on with this self-talking Brother Xu Yang? Do you really think that the three of them can't hold a knife? I don't know how to read words and colors.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Yang looked at Zhuo Yang puzzled, he was fine when he came in, and he thought that he got along quite well with the Zhuo family.

Why do you look at him like an enemy now?

Come to think of it, he didn't do anything wrong just now, huh?

"Brother Xu Yang, I also have something to ask you for."

Xu Yang sat upright, "It's a good thing to be humble, come, big brother will teach you." ”

Zhuo Yang frowned fiercely, this tone, inexplicably a little disgusting, what's going on?

Xu Yang saw that Zhuo Yang took out an exercise book, and his heart was relieved, it was a category that he could solve.

He can't be martial, at least he can write.

Zhuo Yang pointed to one of the questions and asked him, "What is the central idea of this text?" ”

Xu Yang was stunned, first of all, after so many years, he was only familiar with the name of this article, but he didn't remember the content.

Secondly, he is a bit biased, not bad in mathematics and science, Chinese and English, then it is just so-so.

"You've got to show me the text." Xu Yang scratched his head and said.

Zhuo Yang handed it to him disappreciatively.

Xu Yang was dumbfounded again.

What's more, it's actually classical Chinese, he hasn't learned modern Chinese clearly, and giving him a long piece of classical Chinese, his head is swollen and numb.

Halfway through, he spoke again, this time with a blank eye, as if a little pitiful, "Give me another dictionary." ”

"Give." Zhuo Yang is also generous.

Xu Yang took the ancient Chinese dictionary and checked it word by word, and the time passed minute by minute, and the patience of such a good person as Zhuo Yang was also grinded.