Entertaining Children

"When you say that, I remember it. It's really him." Cheng's mother nodded, and said excitedly, "I didn't expect my daughter to be at the same table with the son of a big star. It's quite face-saving to say it. of?"

"Take it easy," Cheng's father quickly persuaded, "You see, neither father nor son mentioned their identities, and Xiao Siqi obviously dressed up on purpose when he came. It's obvious that he wants to keep a low profile, so don't make trouble It is a disgusting thing that everyone knows, how can their children go to school with peace of mind? When they get upset and transfer to another school, their daughter's deskmate will be gone."

Xiao Yao is not a vocal teacher. Although he has had vocal training with Xiao Siqi, it does not mean that he can train Cheng Yaojia to be a good singer. But if it's just for Cheng Yaojia to sing a good song, it can still be done. Cheng Yaojia is a seven-year-old girl with a good voice. What Xiao Yao has to do is to help her master the rhythm and find the pitch. The method is also simple, just correct and practice every sentence.

The method is simple, but it takes a lot of time. Xiao Yao demonstrated it once, Cheng Yaojia memorized the lyrics, and it was almost noon, and the formal teaching could only be held in the afternoon.

There was only Xiao Yao as a guest, and Cheng Yaojia's family of three was only four people, so they didn't go out for lunch. Cheng Yaojia's mother made it, and it tasted good.

During the dinner, Cheng Yaojia's mother finally couldn't bear to confirm her guess, and asked Xiao Yao, "Xiao Yao, you play the piano very well, who did you learn from?"

"Learned from my dad." Xiao Yao didn't feel anything unusual, and replied casually.

"Sure enough," Cheng Yaojia's mother thought to herself, and asked directly, "Is your father Xiao Siqi?"

"Ah?" Only then did Xiao Yao realize that the couple had already discovered the identities of their father and son. But it's normal when you think about it. My surname, piano skills, and even though my dad sent me dressed up, after all, I just added glasses, changed my hairstyle and clothes, and it's not a mask. See it.

"Yes." Xiao Yao nodded, and said to Cheng Yaojia's parents: "Uncle and aunt, since you asked, I won't lie to you. But please don't publicize it, especially in school."

"Understand, understand," Cheng Yaojia's mother said, "We won't talk about it everywhere." I thought that it was my husband who understood the thoughts of other celebrities' families.

Cheng Yaojia has also studied piano for a while. Although her current level is average, she still has a basic sense of music. It is not too troublesome for Xiao Yao to guide and train. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Yaojia had already sung a song very well.

Although Xiao Yao's work was over, he thought of his father and Ye Jiaying staying together as long as possible, so he didn't call Xiao Siqi. Xiao Yao didn't say he wanted to leave, and the Cheng family naturally wouldn't drive Xiao Yao away. Both adults and children hoped that Xiao Yao would stay for a while.

It's okay to be idle, Cheng Yaojia, who has seen Xiao Yao's piano skills, has been pestering Xiao Yao to play the piano. Xiao Yao's identity has been exposed, so it doesn't matter, he just held a concert at Cheng's house, and he has the right to practice piano.

"You are so good at playing the piano and singing, if you also want to be a literary and art committee member, I will definitely not be able to compete with you." During the playing interval, Cheng Yaojia suddenly said to Xiao Yao.

"Don't worry, I don't want to be a literary and art committee member, and I won't compete with you." Xiao Yao smiled, "Not just a literary and art committee member, I don't want to be a class leader, so I don't plan to participate in the election."

"Why?" Cheng Yaojia asked with wide eyes, "You took the first place in the last test, at least you are suitable to be a study committee member."

"The cadres on duty are supposed to set an example for everyone," Xiao Yao said, "Just me who is always distracted in class, if everyone imitates me, won't it lead everyone down?"

"But even if you were distracted in class, you still got the first place in the exam," Cheng Yaojia said, "By the way,

how did you do it? "

"Because I understand everything the teacher said, so even though I am distracted, as long as you tell me the teacher's question, I can still answer it." Xiao Yao smiled, "But think about it, if you are distracted in class, Can you answer the question asked by the teacher?"

"No." Cheng Yaojia honestly shook her head.

"So," Xiao Yao continued, "If everyone follows me, distracted in class, and doesn't pay attention to the class, the teacher will die of anger."

Cheng Yaojia's parents shook their heads when they heard it, only then did they realize that there was such a thing, and they thought that this child was really a monster.

Xiao Siqi didn't call Xiao Yao until around 4:30 in the afternoon. When he learned that Xiao Yao had finished his work and could go home, he rushed over immediately.

"Mr. Xiao, sign your name."

Xiao Siqi went to Cheng's house to pick up the child. When the door opened, he was greeted with a piece of his album and a signing pen. Cheng Yaojia's mother promised Xiao Yao that she would not publicize their father and son's identities, but this did not prevent her from chasing stars and asking for autographs.

Xiao Siqi froze for a moment, then glanced at Xiao Yao in the living room. Xiao Yao spread his hands behind Cheng Yaojia's mother and made a helpless expression, indicating that his identity had been discovered by Cheng's family.

After signing the signature and saying goodbye to the enthusiastic Cheng family, Xiao Siqi took Xiao Yao to leave the Cheng family. As soon as he got in the car, Xiao Siqi started to attack Xiao Yao.

"Didn't you say you want to keep a low profile and don't want people to recognize you? How could you be noticed? Do you want to show off in front of others because of the beauty of other girls?" Xiao Siqi teased Xiao Yao with a smile.

"Cut~ Why don't you say that your camouflage skills are too poor?" Of course Xiao Yao would not admit it, and immediately shot back and complained: "Just wear a pair of glasses, change your hairstyle, your face shape is exposed, and you still sit in someone's house for so long. It’s been a long time. They have your album at home, and they immediately remembered it when they saw the photo on the cover of the album.”

"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Xiao Siqi surrendered, and he couldn't speak up to Xiao Yao now. He changed the subject and said, "Let's discuss something. I'll take you to the old man's place tomorrow. You stay there for a day."

"Okay, anyway, it's been a long time since I went to see grandpa." Xiao Yao said indifferently, it happened that Xiao Chengru had already returned from filming this Wednesday, and currently he has no job and is idle.

"Wait," Xiao Yao suddenly reacted, "Send me there, don't you take me there? You are throwing a burden. It seems that it feels good to meet today, and there will be a follow-up rhythm tomorrow."

"What are you talking about, I don't understand." Xiao Siqi pretended to be stupid.

"Pretend!" Xiao Yao gave Xiao Siqi a contemptuous look, "Is it nice to meet my godmother today, and make an appointment to meet again tomorrow? Otherwise, why would you throw me at grandpa's house?"

"Hey," Xiao Siqi chuckled, "Don't tell me you've seen it, save some face for Dad. Besides, how can it be called throwing away? You also said that you haven't seen the old man for a long time."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Yao waved his hand, "I will definitely support your great dating career. Well, what did you do with my godmother today? What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"I didn't do anything, I had lunch at noon, then we went for a walk, and we had a cup of coffee together in the afternoon. We mainly chatted." Xiao Siqi said.

"What about tomorrow? Continue talking?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Tomorrow..." Xiao Siqi was about to answer, but suddenly recalled, "Hey, when will I start reporting to you, my son, for everything I do?"

"It's still a secret, not to mention dragging it down." Xiao Yao curled his lips, "You know me, I'm the introducer, and now I'm going to cross the river and demolish bridges, and kill donkeys."

"I know a lot of idioms," Xiao Siqi smiled indifferently, "Is there any more? If not, go to the old man tomorrow and ask him to teach you a few more."

Early on Sunday morning, Xiao Siqi sent Xiao Yao to Xiao Chengru's residence, and left after a short stay. Although Xiao Yao was not forgiving, he was still very concerned about Xiao Siqi's lifelong affairs, and he didn't drag him, and let him go soon.

The grandfather and grandson spent the whole morning in Xiao Chengru's small courtyard. In the afternoon, Xiao Chengru said that Liu Zhongwen was going to test Xiao Yao's kung fu, so he took Xiao Yao to Liu Zhongyun's house.

Xiao Yao has practiced a set of Shaolin Changquan for almost four years, during which Liu Zhongwen taught Xiao Yao many times in bits and pieces, so Xiao Yao has practiced a set of Shaolin Changquan thoroughly. Liu Zhongwen also knows this very well. In fact, this time the school examination is more about checking Xiao Yao's physical condition.

Now Xiao Yao is seven years old, over 1.3 meters tall, and looks very strong. Speed, strength, explosive power and other aspects of physical fitness are stronger than those of ordinary children who are one or two years older than him. So after Liu Zhongyun checked it carefully, he was ready to teach Xiao Yao something new.

"Standing?" Xiao Yao looked at Liu Zhongwen in a daze and asked, "What is a stand?"

"Squatting on a horse, do you know?" Liu Zhongwen looked at Xiao Yao with a smile and said.

"I know, didn't the teacher punish the students physically?" Xiao Yao said. Of course, it is about the previous life, and I haven't seen it in this life.

"Nonsense," Liu Zhongwen said with a smile, "Standing is the foundation of boxing practice. Don't you want to learn Baji? Standing is the first step."

"Are you willing to teach me Baji?" Xiao Yao said happily. Xiao Yao practiced a set of Shaolin Changquan repeatedly for nearly four years, and the effect of strengthening his body is still obvious. Liu Zhongyun has never said that Xiao Yao's original obsession with Baji has faded. Unexpectedly Inadvertently, Liu Zhongwen actually began to teach Baji.

Xiao Chengru on the side was also very happy. Don't look at the fact that he seemed to be opposed to Liu Zhongyun teaching Xiao Yao Baji on the surface. In fact, it was just that Xiao Yao was too young at the beginning, and I was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it. Liu Zhongyun was able to let Xiao Yao practice a set of boxing for four years, and it was indeed visible to the naked eye that Xiao Yao had a good body that far surpassed his peers. There is nothing to say about Liu Zhongyun's professionalism. Now that Xiao Yao is in good health, Xiao Chengru couldn't be happier to be able to learn Liu Zhongwen's ability to press the bottom of the box.

"Okay, I'll practice. If you teach me how to stand, I will stand up well." Xiao Yao pulled Liu Zhongwen and said.

"How can it be that simple?" Liu Zhongwen said with his hands behind his back.

"Ah? Then what else?" Xiao Yao said with a bitter face. Is this a joke?

"Silly boy, kowtow to your teacher." Xiao Chengru had brought a cup of tea from the table at some point, handed it to Xiao Yao, and kicked him in the crook of the leg. "Old Liu's eight poles, if you are not an introductory disciple, you will not pass it on."

"Oh." Xiao Yaofu went to his heart, knelt down and kowtowed to Liu Zhongwen, and shouted, "Master, drink tea!"

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