Giant pandas are precious!

But Sun Simiao, who was regarded as a giant panda, just wanted to explode on the spot at this time!

It is uncomfortable for anyone to be seen on the podium as a giant panda.

Especially a group of little kids who don't have a view of right and wrong yet.

On a small playground in Nanshi City, standing on the rostrum, the corners of Sun Simiao's mouth stiffly swung with an arc.

"Sun Simiao, tell us how you write so well?"

The teaching director standing next to Sun Simiao asked Sun Simiao with a smile.

The little short legs are really not long enough, even if they are a few centimeters long, they are still one meter and two.

Sun Simiao tiptoed to find that she still couldn't align the microphone.

If it weren't for the expectations of so many people, she would definitely not do it.

Fortunately, the teaching director saw Sun Simiao's embarrassment and kindly lowered the microphone.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Don't blame many people!

Therefore, Sun Simiao's words were naturally exchanged for the smiling face of the teaching director.

"Good morning, students!

I am Sun Simiao from a remote mountain village, and my family lives at the foot of Shanwowo, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the transportation is inconvenient.

I have four children, and two more children are about to be born in my mother's womb.

Our family is really a poor middle peasant, the kind that counts for eighteen generations, and is very poor! ”

Sun Simiao said, and her eyes were red with cooperation!

No matter how Baoyu listens, he feels like he has the meaning of watching the miserable sales in variety shows in later generations.

And the more you listen to it, the more it feels like it!

That is, Sun Simiao is too lazy to pay attention to Baoyu, otherwise he will definitely say:

The old lady is taking the script that sells miserably!

Where she is here to communicate, she is here to deal with things.

The teachers and classmates of the first elementary school in the city also couldn't understand Sun Simiao's operation.

One by one, they all listened.

Who let the first time to see a child sold miserable.

It's been said that life is good these days, but who sells it badly?

It's quite a novelty.

"My eldest brother is eight years old, and he works in the fields all day to earn his share, and he has become a little old man at a young age.

My eldest brother and I are dragon and phoenix fetuses, but they are very thin, and we have to think of ways to get some food to fill our stomachs every day.

My youngest brother is only four years old, and he hasn't even worn a new dress. ”

Some of the children who listened with low tear spots began to burst into tears.

"I'm not saying this to make you sympathize with me, but to explain why I write so well!"

There's a bullshit connection to this!

The Dean felt the corners of his mouth stiffen.

Where did this bear kid come from?

What brain circuits?

Would you think there is a connection to this?

Sun Simiao doesn't care!

She has long wanted to try a miserable script, and she held back everything in her previous life, except for a tombstone after death, she didn't get any benefits.

She doesn't do it in this life.

"Of course you don't believe it, how can there be good words in a bad life?

Naturally, not, but when my grandmother told me to let me go to school, I practiced writing in front of the textbook.

No one taught me how to write, so I made myself write exactly like the textbook. ”

Feelings are waiting for her here.

The Dean of Education breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the logic of the elementary school student is meticulous, otherwise he would have to drive people down.

"So my experience is that you copy the textbook, and copy it over and over again until it is exactly the same as the words in the textbook!"

After saying Sun Simiao's sincere eyes, he did deceive many children.

Look at the excited-eyed ones.

I guess they all want to do that.

Baoyu really couldn't help but say:

[Little Ancestor, you will be struck by lightning like this! ] 】

Is there such nonsense?

Sun Simiao bowed down and stood aside, warning Baoyu in her heart:

[Shut up, if you want to hack, you will be hacked first!] 】

Something that doesn't have to worry about it.

Without it, where there are so many things.

So in the final analysis, it's all Baoyu's problem.

Judging from this day, Sun Simiao began to live in a small school in the city.

Of course, I will also live in the Song family.

Who let the Song family not far from here.

Under the guise of winning glory for the country, Sun Simiao was naturally arranged to be in a class with those exchange students.

Looking at the white-skinned and black-skinned children, Sun Simiao's heart is really a little complicated.

Having volunteered in South Africa for most of my life, I never thought I would be able to contact them again.

These children relied on the Chinese children in the class who could not understand, and the content of the discussion was not very friendly.

Sun Simiao didn't bother to pay attention to the little kid and rested on the table.

She's an old aunt, what does she have to do with a group of little kids?

"To eat chocolate or not?"

The little white brother was really curious about Sun Simiao, so he took a piece of chocolate as a stepping stone.

Sun Simiao looked at the piece of chocolate, to be honest, she was not greedy!

She really didn't lack this thing, and He Yiting got her a lot.

Shook his head decisively.

The little white brother still didn't believe it, but someone could resist the temptation of chocolate.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized that Sun Simiao had never seen chocolate.

It's so poor here that it's possible to never see chocolate.

Muttered a few words in English and explained chocolate in broken Chinese.

"Although our family is poor, there is really no shortage of this thing, we don't like this thing as much as you do, we prefer to eat osmanthus crisp, mille-feuille cake, chestnut cake and the like."

This is in English.

It's really not that Sun Simiao pretends to be a big head, but that she has the reputation of a genius little miracle doctor recognized by the old man, and it is rare to know a foreign language?

You must know that Zhan Yutian knows eight doors, Gao Hao is also proficient in four, and even Hua Qianqian is also proficient in six.

Of course, the pseudo-genius He Yiting will do more.

His language is difficult to estimate, after all, for people who were able to perform tasks around the world in their previous lives, language is the most important thing.

The little white brother was shocked and the chocolates in his hands fell to the ground.

The other black little brothers and the other white little brothers also looked at Sun Simiao curiously.

Naturally, there are also elementary school students from Huaguo.

How did she do it as a country girl?

"Do you know my native language?"

The little white brother's voice was a little dry.

"Is this hard to understand? Isn't your country friendly and mutually helpful with ours? Isn't it easy to learn your language? ”

Do you want to be so annoying?

Other Huaguo elementary school classmates are angry and want to beat people, they can only communicate simply after studying for so long, but Sun Simiao, a local girl, is so arrogant.

It's so angry!

Can you hit someone?

"Sun, you're amazing!"

The little white brother took out a small box of chocolates and stuffed it for her:

"Can I be your friend? The kind that crosses the world! ”

In the expectant eyes of the white little brother, Sun Simiao took the chocolate very firmly,

Shake your head!

How bored is she?

Will you be friends with some little kids?

Don't even think about it!

We're local girls, we have an identity!

The small appearance of the tsundere makes people inexplicably angry.

Hand the chocolate in his hand to the Huaguo elementary school student standing beside him:

"Help divide it, a kindness from foreign children!"

Why is the appearance of selfless sharing so fake?

Baoyu thinks that Sun Simiao, who releases his nature, has the temperament of a little bastard.