Once upon a time, there was a fan, and her graduation thesis was to investigate and analyze the composition of her fans.

In the end, it was concluded that her fans have a large age span, a wide geographical distribution, a large gap between the rich and the poor, and an even ratio of men and women......

Approximately equal to a pentagonal warrior.

She thought it was funny when she read it.

Now seeing this group of cuties, and thinking of the group of old cuties who went abroad to visit the class before, Ni Bingyan suddenly had a real experience of the sentence "fans have a large age span" in the conclusion.

"Sister, sister, let's go camping together! My mom and dad brought all the food! ”

"Sister, sister, I really want to go on a trip with you~ We have class on Monday."

"If you don't go, you won't have a chance."

"Sister Sister ~~~"

was surrounded by such a group of cuties and shouted sister, and the words were reasonable, Ni Bingyan was also a little moved, and was almost abducted by the elementary school students directly.

But she's a sane person.

"We agreed to the invitation of the neighbor next door today, and we want to go to their house as a guest, so we can't be untrustworthy~ So although my sister is very excited, I still want to refuse you~"

The neighbor's uncle got up early in the morning to kill the sheep, and it was impossible to pat his ass and leave.

No matter how cute the little sister and little brother are, it can't be.

However, there was a social cow in the crowd.

Alyselle went straight to the next door.

Across the courtyard wall, the Uyghur language they spoke, Ni Bingyan couldn't hear it clearly, and he couldn't understand it, but he knew that the neighbor's family listened to Alidai's words, and quite simply put the prepared sheep on his pickup, and in less than ten minutes, he drove off by the wall.

"The two sheep were just pickled, and we were going to make roasted whole sheep, but when we got to the campsite, we cut them and roasted them on red willow branches!"

The neighbor pointed to the stainless steel vat with the lid on the pickup, and his eyes looked like stars.

At this age, I can still talk to elementary school students, and I have to say that the uncle next door is quite pure in heart.

A group of people are clamoring to go camping, afraid that they will not be well prepared by outsiders, and even tents and sleeping bags have been prepared for them.

Ni Bingyan had no reason to refuse, so he had to lead the team to set off.

The adventure bus is limited to 39 people, and the children want to go up, except for the cameraman, photographer and Ni Bingyan, everyone else can only go to sit with the children's families.

Along the way, there was no need for Ni Bingyan to bother at all, Alidai, the social cow, arranged everything.

One by one, the children went up to tell the story, and whoever Ali called up, she went up.

"Three minutes for one person, if you can't finish talking, you have to change the next one, otherwise when you get to the campsite, you won't have time to talk about the rest of it!"

She also took a stopwatch out and sat at the front pinching the watch.

For the children, it is an extremely interesting thing to tell a story to Ni Bingyan on the adventure bus.

The most touching thing is that although they all have a bit of an accent, they can all speak Mandarin.

The first child came to the stage, and a classmate took out a handful of dongbula and played it quietly.

There's even a soundtrack!

So if you don't have any talent, you can't get mixed up in XJ, can you?

"I'll tell you a story about my teacher.

"Our homeroom teacher was always concerned about whether we were wearing a school uniform or not.

"I don't think that's good.

"Because we're always in school, we can't wear nice clothes and shoes.

"I always complained about it, but my table mate never complained, and she always put her school uniform neatly in every day.

"Until one day, when I was bravely at the same table, during the Chinese exam, I wrote an essay with a perfect score, and the teacher asked her permission to read it aloud in class. I learned that her family was very poor.

There is a sentence in her essay that I still remember.

Once upon a time, she said, the school uniform was the most valuable set of clothes in the world because it concealed poverty and made her look like the rest of her classmates.

"But now, courage is."

The little classmate was a little shy, his fair little face was flushed, and when he looked at Ni Bingyan, his eyes were moist, like two big grapes.

After Ni Bingyan listened, his slap turned red!

"A person's poverty is only temporary, but a good character can accompany her for a lifetime! You have a very good teacher, and you have a very good tablemate, and you are all great! ”

"I think she's great, too!"

After that, the little classmate shouted a long list of names loudly, and in the middle of the window, a child with wheat-colored skin and a few small freckles on both sides of the bridge of his nose stood up.

The girl walked a few steps to the front and stood with her tablemate.

The two children hugged each other hard, and the child reached out and asked his classmate to borrow a hot wap and began to perform.

The girl sat on the camping chair at the front, playing happily, and rapping as she played.

Ni Bingyan didn't understand, but that unique charm made her remember it deeply.

It wasn't until the three minutes were up that she stopped.

"I was afraid that I didn't have enough time, so I didn't dare to talk nonsense. I'm Kazakh, I'm playing Dastan, my grandfather and my dad's grandfather, they're all Dastanch. ”

Seeing that Ni Bingyan was still confused, she took out the pen and paper in her small satchel, wrote down those words, and handed them to Ni Bingyan:

"I can't tell you for a while, I heard that there is everything on the Internet, you can check it yourself!"

The classmates were amused by her words, and Ni Bingyan didn't feel it.

The little classmates deserved to be children full of courage, who came up in the applause of their classmates, and returned to their seats confidently and high-spirited in the sound of everyone's kind laughter.

The third small-square-faced classmate walked up, but with a straight face: "Don't laugh~ Yesterday my camel was missing." ”

It's obviously a very sad thing, but when he said it in this tone, the children just couldn't control it and laughed even harder!

Ni Bingyan pinched himself hard, only then could he hold back a smile and asked him with a serious face: "Then what?" Did you get it back? ”

"My brother is missing too."

"And then?"

Xiao Fang's face scratched his chin, and his eyes squinted at her: "I don't speak Mandarin very well, don't rush!" ”

Ni Bingyan covered his face and burst into laughter, and it took a long time to sort out his emotions: "I'm sorry, please speak slowly, I won't rush it." ”

"And then my brother came back."

Now Ni Bingyan stopped urging, and replaced others with a chorus of urging - "And then?!" ”

"The camels didn't come back."

"Where did the camels go?"

"He heard that someone had gone missing in the desert, so he lent his camel to the search and rescue team, and my camel knew the way home."

"Huh?? Who's lost? ”

"Seems to be an explorer. Said to take on the challenge of crossing the Taklamakan Desert. ”

"Huh? Did you get it back? ”

"I don't know, I'm not at home at this time, you wait for me to make a call and ask my brother."

The square-faced boy has a serious face, as if he is serious in everything he does, but it always gives people a cute contrast.

When he said to make a call, he literally showed the children's watch on his wrist and dialed his brother's number.

The others didn't pay attention to it for three minutes at this time.

Everyone's spirit was taken away by the lost explorer, and they didn't care about that little bit of gain or loss.

At night, the king of the volume writes homework, I code words, one person occupies one end of the table, each holding his own computer, and he doesn't even feel disturbed by each other. After many years of studying, I feel quite effective in my concentration. I heard that taking children to get closer to nature will improve children's immunity, I don't know if it's true? Today, I took the children to the park for a picnic, basking in the sun, and improving their immunity, and I felt that they were quite happy. There was a neighbor's child who was hospitalized with severe pneumonia, and his coma was not relieved for two days, and he suspected meningitis, and he had to do a spinal fluid puncture to confirm the diagnosis in order to prescribe the right medicine. I found that all kinds of ways didn't work. Ay! The green belt outside the second annex to West China is all set up in tents for infusion, and the poles for drying clothes support the infusion bottles, which are about to be crowded. I want to transfer to the hospital, I am afraid that it will not get better, I am worried about her, and I have no ability to help, so I can only pray for the child to recover soon. Ermao and Sister Wang are almost fine, and Sister Wang is going to kindergarten again tomorrow, and I am starting to be anxious again. A little scared of the Friday Spell.