Dad Academy

Zhang Tan sat on the sofa, ready to listen to Xiwawa telling the English story in her mind, but the little girl walked to the study room, turned around and waved, calling him to follow.

Telling English stories should go to the study room, which is more formal and ceremonial.

Zhang Tan found it funny and interesting, so he followed with grapes, and closed the door of the study room under Xiwawa's instructions.

Then Xiwawa pushed a small chair, which was where she and Xiaobai usually sat when doing homework.

She sat in front of Zhang Tan's big chair, with her feet together, sitting upright, and began to tell her story.

Zhang Tan thought it would be an ordinary little story at first, but it was not right as he listened. The little story was indeed a little story, but it was very touching when told by the little girl Tan Xier.

Zhang Tan couldn't help but put away his playful thoughts, and listened carefully to Xier's gestures and finished her story.

Her eyes were sparkling as she stared at Zhang Tan, full of expectation and a little nervous, fearing that she would not speak well and her godfather would not like her.

But Zhang Tan praised her highly and did not hesitate to compliment her.

Little girl Tan Xier's eyes became brighter, and she had a smile on her face that she could not hide. If she had not been so strong-willed, she would have laughed out loud.

Until she could not help it any longer, she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed for a while, but her exposed eyes were full of smiles, which had already overflowed, and she could not hide them.

"Is it really good?" Xiwawa was still a little unconfident, seeking the godfather's approval again.

"It's really good. This is the best English story I have ever heard. It can not only let the students learn knowledge, but also touch the soul. It is full of emotion and very touching." Zhang Tan said sincerely.

"hiahia~"

Xier quickly covered her mouth and laughed secretly, looking a bit like covering her ears and stealing the bell.

Zhang Tan asked the question in his mind: "Did you come up with this idea yourself?"

Xier nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah~ I thought about it for a long time."

Zhang Tan couldn't help but look at the little girl Tan Xier with new eyes. He really underestimated the little girl before. She could come up with such a profound story. Although it was simple, it was great.

I thought Xier was always stupid.

Zhang Tan asked her: "How did you come up with this story? How many days did it take?"

Xier blabbered and said that she dreamed about it last night, and then she thought of it.

"Ah? Dreamed about it?... It's really special."

Zhang Tan did not deny that it is possible to dream. For example, I saw in the news that I dreamed of a string of numbers, and I didn't know what it meant when I woke up. One day, the lottery was drawn, and the winning number was that string of numbers, and I immediately regretted not falling.

Let's not talk about the distant past, just talk about the recent past. He wrote the script based on dreams, at least sometimes he explained it to the outside world like this.

"I thought about it for a while and thought of it." After Xier finished speaking, Hiahia laughed.

It didn't take a few days, but just a moment, she thought of it. She didn't have this idea when she got out of school in the evening. When she was bored after dinner and homework, she came up with this idea and perfected it.

Who asked her to do her homework too fast? Her friends didn't finish their homework, and they didn't let her see it. They didn't dare to ask her to write for them. She could only be bored and think about it.

Zhang Tan continued to praise the little girl Tan Xier, who was quick-witted and smart.

"Don't worry, the rest of the work will be left to godfather, godfather will definitely do it for you."

"Thank you godfather."

Xier thanked him politely, and stood up and rummaged in her trouser pocket, and took out a ceramic Maitreya Buddha. This Maitreya Buddha smiled, opened his chest, and revealed a bulging belly.

"Godfather, this is for you, I hope you will smile as often as this big-bellied grandfather."

There was even a salary! Zhang Tan was surprised and accepted this small Maitreya Buddha, which was about the size of his thumb. When he took it closer, he found that the left ear of this Maitreya Buddha had fallen off, leaving a bump.

Xier said a little embarrassedly: "I picked it up in the alley, hiahia~~~"

Although it was picked up and the left ear was knocked off, the Maitreya Buddha was washed clean and looked very cute.

"Is it for me?" Zhang Tan asked, feeling the kindness of little Tan Xier, he was actually a little moved. This is much deeper than the expensive gifts given by those outsiders.

"Yes, it's for you, godfather, you should accept it quickly, accept it quickly~"

Little girl Tan Xier has learned to persuade people to accept gifts. Zhang Tan accepted it decisively and put it under the computer screen on the desk so that he can see it when he looks down.

Xier put her hands on the edge of the desk, revealing a pair of eyes staring at the Maitreya Buddha, asking godfather if he likes this little gift.

"It's very beautiful, I like it very much, and the most important thing is that it's from you." Zhang Tan opened his mouth and said, he hasn't said words to coax girls for a long time, and he is not unfamiliar at all.

Xier was very happy after hearing this: "Godfather, go to work, I'm leaving now, bye~"

She waved and went out, Zhang Tan followed her, and just as they walked into the living room, they heard the door open with a click, and heard the voices of Xiaobai and Robin.

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Zhang Tan's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, but he heard Xier happily calling Xiaobai and ran over.

"Haha, little aunt, I said Sister Xier was at home~" This is Robin, as expected, she has long been her little aunt's spy.

Xiaobai didn't doubt Xier, but stared at her old man suspiciously.

Zhang Tan said: "I talked to Xier for a while."

"What did you say?" Xiaobai was even more suspicious. Why did he hide from her when he was talking? It seemed that he was hiding on purpose.

Xier hiahia smiled, as honest as ever: "I told my godfather my story and asked him for help."

"Huh? Have you thought of a story? What story? I'll help too."

Robin also jumped out, threatening to help and do her best.

She might not be able to do other things, but she could always serve tea and water.

"hiahia, I won't tell you yet, Xiaobai, on the day of the storytelling, I'll ask you to sit in the front row so that you can listen closest to me."

Sincerity is a killer move, and this made Xiaobai embarrassed to ask about the story again.

However, Xiaobai started to start nagging mode, complaining that Xiwawa didn't ask her for help to think of a story. She had already thought of several and told one on the spot.

This was a way of giving someone a taste of their own medicine. Xiwawa always liked to nag Xiaobai, and this time Xiaobai found an opportunity and started nagging her.

However, it seems that this mode does not work for Xiwawa. She does not seem to be bothered at all. Instead, she listens with great interest and laughs from time to time.

The three of them went downstairs. Zhang Tan thought that the matter was over. He returned to the study and began to think about making a presentation for Xier. In fact, his level of doing this is limited, but he can find people from the company. The PPTs they make are fashionable and beautiful.

In the evening, Xiaobai sent all the children away and returned home. As soon as he entered the house, he began to feel something wrong. He sighed and lamented that he was so tired, really so tired, and it was so tiring to take care of so many dolls.

Zhang Tan just said: "Teacher Xiaoliu and the others will take good care of it. You don't have to be so busy."

Xiaobai immediately replied: "Then why don't you tell me what the story of Xiwawa is? Hum~"

"emmmmm~~~"

Zhang Tan was speechless. This is irrelevant. Does it have anything to do with what he just said?