All-in-one Sign

A small bag cut out of old fabric was slung cross-body on Xiaoxiao's shoulder. The small bag and the small person were just right.

Xiaoxiao smiled, she had her own small bag, which made her very happy.

"The little baby has a small bag, the little baby is carrying a small bag, hehehehahaha..."

The little man covered his mouth and snickered, but the cheerful laughter could not be hidden, and slipped out of the fingers, letting everyone feel her happiness.

Touching her little head, Xu Ang said to her, "Then why don't you thank Uncle Zhang?"

Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously.

Thank you, definitely thank you, the little bag that Uncle Zhang gave her was so beautiful, and a cute puppy was spelled out of colorful rags on it, which was deeply appreciated.

As a little baby who claims to be a puppy, there is nothing more in line with her temperament than such a small bag.

Zhang Ming gave her such a gift, and the little baby thanked him very much for the kind of gratitude from his eighth-generation ancestors.

"Uncle Zhang, the little baby likes you so much." Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to Zhang Ming and said seriously, "I won't talk about your crying in the future. Come, let's pull the hook. The hook cannot be changed for a hundred years."

Zhang Ming looked helpless.

You darn little boy, you've said it's okay.

Xu Ang looked at the small satchel. Although it was made of worn out old clothes, the craftsmanship of the bag maker was superb. This bag might not be inferior to the famous brand bags in the brand store.

Especially the puppy made of rags, its vivid appearance is very attractive.

"Sister-in-law's craftsmanship is good."

Zhang Ming smiled embarrassedly: "She used to be a tailor. She learned craftsmanship to earn work points at the age of ten, and her craftsmanship is not bad."

Children don't understand the politeness between adults. The little baby who has newly acquired a small bag is jumping on the spot and shouting: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay just like my mother."

When Xu Ang saw it, he explained to Zhang Ming, "My mother used to be a tailor. She learned craftsmanship from her family when she was thirteen years old, and helped her family earn money every two cents."

After listening to Zhang Ming, he said with deep emotion: "In the past, life was hard, and it was not easy for everyone."

Patting him on the shoulder, Xu Ang said to him, "It was really hard before, but now life is getting better, we should look forward."

"You guys are still thinking about sweet memories?" Lao Meng held Xu Ang's hand aside, "Tell me about you, it's been a long time since you went back to school, you have the final exam, you know? Don't you think Let me tell you, our school is very strict academically, even if you fail too many college entrance examinations, you will be dismissed."

When it comes to studying, Xu Ang is also helpless.

"It's not that I don't want to go to school, it's really inseparable."

It's not that easy to have to do a career and take care of your studies at the same time.

It would be fine if Xu Ang was a true learner, but he wasn't. He wasn't as good as a learner, and he could pass the exam even if he didn't go to class.

"Lao Meng, it's really impossible to think about it. I also plan to donate one million to the school to repair the library."

Lao Meng really wants to slap him. Are we short of a million-dollar school?

Then, Xu Ang added: "By the way, does the school charge US dollars?"

"receive!"

Lao Meng got excited immediately.

"How can you not accept it! You kid earns U.S. dollars, and you don't even know how much the country lacks U.S. dollars. The compatriots in China work day and night to make 100 million shirts to replace them with a plane. We don't want it to happen again."

Xu Ang clapped: "Just accept it, I donated the money, but you have to find someone to repair the library yourself."

"That's for sure."

Lao Meng didn't tell Xu Ang, even if you want to study your own school, you won't let it.

One million dollars to build a library, who is so prodigal except you, the school will definitely not be able to do it anyway.

Chong Lao Meng winked, Xu Ang asked him, "What about my final exam?"

Lao Meng said: "When you came, the school leaders had already taken into account your special situation, so they told me to make a social practice survey report, preferably about the financial aspects of the United States. Anyway, your studies are also In this regard, it is good to apply what you have learned.”

Xu Angpin said, "Okay, Lao Meng, I've learned to cheat people."

"How can a scholar's business be called a pit?"

Lao Meng angrily protested.

"It's you who mentioned donating to the school to build the library, and I didn't ask you to do that."

"I can see that Kong Yiji in Master Lu's writing has a prototype."

Xu Ang laughed at Lao Meng, and Lao Meng became more and more angry: "How can you contaminate people's innocence out of thin air!"

"Ha! What white?"

Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at Lao Meng, her pure eyes blinking.

"What white does Uncle Meng want to kiss?"

Zhang Ming almost couldn't help laughing.

This abominable child has set his sights on Lao Meng, and he doesn't know what to plan for Lao Meng, but he is smart enough to bribe the child with a small bag.

"It's innocence, not a kiss."

The teacher's professional habits make Lao Meng try to correct Xiaoxiao, but he forgets that your seriousness may not be effective in the eyes of children.

"It's not white, it's not white, the baby is not white at all, you don't want to kiss the baby."

Hiding behind Ge Ge, holding Ge Ge's calf, Xiaoxiao sticks out her little head to guard against Lao Meng, so she is worried that Uncle Meng will kiss her.

"The baby's face is only for mother and pigeon to kiss, not for you. If you kiss me, I will tell the police uncle and let the police uncle arrest you."

Xiaoying's mother is well educated, so that little people have a sense of self-protection since childhood.

Lao Meng is depressed, when did I say I want to kiss you?

Besides, my Lao Meng is also a professor at Svenswen University. Look at my well-dressed appearance, do you think I am so unapproachable?

Lao Meng began to doubt himself. He remembered that when he was young, he was also a handsome guy. Most of the girls liked him. Now that people are middle-aged, they should have a little more mature charm. Children hate it.

Could it be that I am disabled?

It can't be!

Xiaoxiao didn't know that she had successfully caused an uncle to have self-doubt. She happily followed Pigeon out, standing by the track in the gym, watching Pigeon whizzing past.

"Pigeon, run, pigeon, run!"

Two little hands were raised above his head, and a little boy kept jumping in place, cheering pigeon pigeons with her cute little milk voice.

Today, Xu Ang came to the gym at Zhang Ming's request to test his 100-meter running speed to see how the changes in his body affect his speed.

All of a sudden, his head jumped ten or twenty centimeters. Even with Zhang Ming's assurance, the leaders of the track and field center would still be worried.

The test this time is to reassure their hearts and let them put their hearts in their stomachs. After all, it is not long before the game in District 11.

"Nine seconds seventy-four!"

It is 0.01 seconds faster than the world record set by Xu Ang himself. What does it mean?

It shows that Xu Ang's strength has become stronger again. The increase in height has indeed affected his speed, but it is not slower, but makes him faster.

The leaders in the stands smiled and applauded Xu Ang vigorously. If they knew that Xu Ang didn't use all his strength at all, and ran with all his strength, their smiles would be even brighter.