In art class, he squeezed his drawing paper tightly, raised his head and lowered it, and struggled for a long time, raised his hand and wanted to pull the little girl's hair like he did yesterday, and saw the little girl's coiled hair, and finally had to tighten his palm.

The girl in front of her drew seriously, and until the end of class, he didn't know what Chi Jisong had drawn.

Yesterday's boys asked him to play football again, he didn't rush to respond, sat with the little girl in front of him on the seat for a while, and saw the girl in front of him put away the drawing paper, he mustered up the courage to step forward, "You...... Do you want to play with me? ”

"What do you want to play?" Chi Jisong did not agree, nor did he refuse.

Qi Shuanglu was stunned by her question, and then said: "It's okay, you, do you want to play football?" I'm a great kicker, I can teach you. ”

Seeing that she was looking at a few girls skipping rope, he said again: "If you want to skip rope, you can also do it, I can go to the teacher to borrow the rope." ”

Every project he said was not something her legs could play.

Chi Jisong blinked, she wasn't actually looking at the girls who were skipping rope, she just noticed the sand pit that no one was playing with, and her eyes unconsciously showed yearning.

So she whispered to him, "Can I ...... Go to the bunker to play in the sand? ”

Qi Shuanglu was very popular among the children, and she thought that he made the rules for who could play here.

I don't know why she asked like this, Qi Shuanglu still gave an affirmative answer: "Of course!" You go over and wait for me first, and I'll go to the teacher to get the sand bucket. ”

He ran out and didn't see anything wrong with Chi Jisong's walking.

However, some people on the playground noticed that not long after she arrived at the sand pit and squatted, another little girl with two pigtails came to ask her about it.

"Chi Jisong, Chi Jisong, are you lame?" After the little girl who took the lead asked, she began to "giggle".

The other children who surrounded Chi Jisong also learned to "giggle" and laugh with her.

"I have a servant in my house who is lame," said a young boy, "and her husband is lame, and even their children are lame." ”

This boy is a little older, and he doesn't stumble to speak.

Chi Jisong knew that she couldn't walk well, but she didn't have much vocabulary and didn't understand what "lame" meant, but she could hear that it wasn't a good thing, they talked and joked like her little uncle, and they also looked like Shen Zhishu.

"I'm not crippled." She spoke, rejecting the title with a nonchalant expression.

"Then you can walk and show us." I don't know which child screamed.

"That's it! It is! ”

A few children chimed in and made way of a passage.

Chi Jisong stood up and walked out, the sand pit was not flat enough, plus she had been squatting for too long just now, her legs were a little numb, and she tripped and fell to the ground after walking a few steps, she propped up her upper body, saw that the hem of her skirt was stained with sand, her eyes were full of tears, and her expression still did not change.

"Hahaha......"

The children in the back were still laughing, and the girl in the lead shouted, "Look! I'll just say she's a cripple. ”

"Yo, little girl."

A group of children heard the sound and looked over, and a woman with long chestnut hair and a well-dressed woman stood not far in front of them.

The woman was so beautiful that the girl who took the lead couldn't help but ask her: "Beautiful sister, my name is Li Sheng, what's your name?" ”

Li Sheng didn't notice, the other children noticed the two tall men behind the woman, they were so frightened that they wanted to run, Mencius commanded: "Catch them." ”

The child's legs are short, so naturally he can't outrun the adult, and after a while, he caught a few and brought them over, and the child who was caught cried.

"Miss Meng, ran a few."

"It's fine."

When a teacher heard the crying and ran out, seeing such a scene, he ran forward and hugged a child who had been arrested, and shouted at Mencius: "Who are you?" How did you get in? Let them let the kids go! ”

Mencius glanced at the female teacher without being salty, the teacher was frightened, and his tone softened a lot, "Please let go of the children, they are still young and can't stand the scare." ”

As he spoke, he patted the boy on the back and smoothed him down.

Mencius looked at the bodyguard who was holding the boy's back collar, and the bodyguard understood, handed the child he was holding with his other hand to his companion, and then covered the kindergarten teacher's mouth.

The female kindergarten teacher was so scared that she struggled, she didn't care, looked down at Chi Jisong, who had already stood up from the sand pit, and sighed regretfully, "It's dirty like this, I can't see any effect." ”