The Actor and His Sister Are Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter Seventy Nine

Chu Xiaoyi found himself too difficult. He occasionally felt that it was okay not to go to university, but now he feels that his family status is more humble.

If Chu Xiaoxiao finishes the college entrance examination in the future, wouldn't he be the bottom of a family of four, and his speech is not tough enough?

Chu Xiaoxiao glanced at him and muttered: "I don't want to share singing and dancing topics."

Of course Chu Xiaoxiao wouldn't let the cheap brother sing and dance, she just saw him triumphantly just now, so she mentioned it casually.

She intends to complete the project sharing alone. One is to bring her parents to the battle, her parents will inevitably be compared; the other is that the teamwork is troublesome. For details, please refer to Xiao Bi's memorial book. The two brothers and sisters overturned without tacit understanding.

Chu Xiaoxiao: I'm cooperating with unreliable team members, so I might as well work alone, at least I can control the progress.

Chu Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words. He didn't want to perform on stage either, so he immediately asked to warm up: "Then what do you need my help for?

The little one will do some preparatory work for you before the start of school? "

Chu Xiaoyi had just wantonly slandered her sister's green scarf. Now when she thinks that she is in the same class with the children of the prospective academician, she is immediately warm and polite. It can be said that one person has gained the Tao and the whole class has ascended to heaven.

Seeing him so flattering, Chu Xiaoxiao showed a strange expression on his small face: "Can you speak well?"

It's so scary.

Chu Xiaoyi took his younger sister to wrap the book cover, he cut out all kinds of pattern paper, and began to fold according to the teaching materials.

The color of the patterned paper is light and delicate, as well as beautiful lines, which makes it very comfortable to the touch.

Chu Xiaoxiao knelt on the chair with her arms leaning on the table. She leaned her body and watched his work. She curiously said: "Xu Xiao said that there is a plastic transparent book cover. Just stick one set on the book."

Xu Xiao was active in the old city. She said that after school, she could buy it at a nearby canteen, which was full of various book covers.

Chu Xiaoyi was busy stacking paper, and he said without looking up: "Plastic is not good. Your brother and I are environmental protection ambassadors. I advocate using less plastic products."

Of course, Chu Xiaoyi would not admit that he thought it was fun to cover books. This kind of effortless work sometimes relieves stress and makes people feel calm.

He was very resistant to helping Chu Xiaoxiao work at first, but now he is a little bit happy, thinking that he is an ordinary craftsman genius.

Chu Xiaoyi wrapped many textbooks in patterned paper and marked the subject names on the cover. At the same time, he was forced to accept that Chu Xiaoxiao added English to them.

She wrote "Charms" in English, "DefenceAgainsttheDarkArts" in Chinese, and "Transfiguration" in mathematics, so as to modify the name of elementary school courses.

Chu Xiaoyi was able to understand what she was writing because of her English teaching, and at the same time she was deeply puzzled.

The language is called defense against the dark arts and can barely be understood. It can be regarded as learning "how to fight against the spirit of the bar". It can also be considered as defense against the dark arts. But why can mathematics and polymorphism be equated?

Chu Xiaoyi: Could it be that odds and evens do not change, and the signs look at the quadrants, so mathematics is changing blindly?

Chu Xiaoxiao didn't know his subtle psychological activities at all. Looking at the beautiful new book on the cover, she couldn't put it down and rejoiced for a while, even looking at the cheap brother became pleasing to the eye.

She feels that her textbook is unique, different from the book covers produced by her classmates, and has a strong personal style.

Chu Xiaoxiao happily hugged the textbooks, glanced at Chu Xiaoyi secretly, and muttered: "Although you don't have a PhD team, the book cover you pack is better than them, and that's okay..."

Chu Xiaoxiao noticed that Bianyi was too shocked when he learned of the word "academician". Although she didn't understand the meaning behind the title, she probably classified people again.

She feels that always using her own shortcomings is better than others' strengths, just like her family didn't criticize her when she took third place, and the cheap brother didn't need to criticize herself.

Everyone is as happy and hearty as Xu Xiao. It's good not to be obsessed with rankings.

Although the cheap brother does not understand biodegradable plastics and microbiological research, he is not a terrible figure who is applying for an academician, but he is willing to insist on using less plastic in his life. This is enough!

When Chu Xiaoyi finished speaking like a mosquito, the little girl looked down at her toes, pretending that nothing happened.

He was surprised for a while, but he didn't expect that she would comfort him, and his heart suddenly became soft.

In fact, Chu Xiaoyi had guessed that the parents of the supernormal class were not ordinary, and had already prepared a mentality of lying down and ridiculing, but she did not expect that she was scrupulous about his self-esteem.

Don't look at the little things often hurting herself, she still has the side of a little angel occasionally and cares about the emotions of her family.

Children usually feel headache and troublesome, but they can always show their sincere love inadvertently.

Chu Xiaoyi was very pleased when he heard the words. He immediately moved his arms around Chu Xiaoxiao, and began to tease her every inch, deliberately selling miserably: "Then you will be the first place in the exam this semester. I really can't compare to their parents. The parents will You can only rely on your grades..."

Chu Xiaoyi: Although I can't beat them, my sister can beat their children. I am the first person to be shamelessly dependent on my sister!

Listening to his pitiful muttering, Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't help being confused: "?"

What kind of devil are you?

I speak to comfort you, you let me take the first place?

Children from poor families are in their homes early, and children from fools' families can be early wise.

Because the cheap brother couldn't fight other people's parents, Chu Xiaoxiao took up the burden early, and she could only rely on herself to emerge and shine in school.

Chu Jiadong was listening to his brothers and sisters chatting, weak and weak: "...Isn't I going to hold a parent meeting?"

In the past, Chu Xiaoxiao’s parent meeting was attended by Chu Jiadong and Xiao Bi in turn, but "A Few Generations in Our Family" had Chu Xiaoyi participated in it once, and the eldest son seemed to have fun in an instant.

Chu Xiaoyi saw that his father was fighting for a place in the parent conference, and he was dissatisfied: "Dad, can't you let me be influenced by the academic atmosphere?"

Chu Xiaoyi: I have never seen a bunch of SSRs yet!

Chu Jiadong: "?"

Didn't you say that during the college entrance examination?

Chu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then solicited opinions from his elder brother, and asked: "Then can I use your data for project sharing?"

"My data?"

Chu Xiaoyi was stunned. When he thought that he was now an emperor, he waved his hand happily, "Use it, I don't mind, do you want to do art-related topics?"

"No, I want to do pedagogy."

After Chu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she fled in a hurry. She could share with the class how to let the Han Han learn English, which happened to have detailed information and literature.

Chu Xiaoyi: "?"

How can you still go to pedagogy?

Shouldn't I share my parenting experience?

On the official school day, Chu Xiaoxiao put on her new school uniform and a little yellow hat. She carried the new book wrapped by her brother and went to school happily.

Chu Jiadong was in charge of picking up the two children today. He saw Liang Shuangqi coming with a cello box and schoolbag on his back, and hurried two steps towards the little boy, and said with concern: "Can Qiqi carry it?

Is this heavy? "

Liang Shuangqi declined Chu Jiadong's help. He shook his head and said politely, "Thank you, uncle, this is not too heavy."

Liang Shuangqi often takes the piano out to participate in competitions. In the orchestra, the teacher will not help you to collect the instruments.

Chu Jiadong opened the trunk. Seeing the little boy put the piano case firmly, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Oh, I'm quite strong."

Liang Shuangqi put the cello case away, and got into the car with his schoolbag, sat next to Chu Xiaoxiao, and greeted her.

He did not wear a red and white school uniform, instead he was a white shirt and black pants. He was a completely polite little gentleman with an elegant temperament.

Chu Jiadong started the car, he turned on the navigation again, and smiled and greeted: "Qiqi always stays in the orchestra, but he can make a lot of friends."

Liang Shuangqi said seriously: "In fact, there is no. Our band only has boys who are disgusted with dogs."

He even wanted to expand the scope a little bit, not only in school bands, but elementary school boys are a bit disgusted with dogs.

Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't help reminding: "Brother Qiqi, are you also a boy in the orchestra?"

Liang Shuangqi: "I am a boy who hates dogs and knows himself."

Chu Jiadong was amused by the little boy. He listened to Liang Shuangqi openly mocking himself and soothed: "How can you say it so exaggerated, a boy of this age is just a little bit naughty..."

Liang Shuangqi sighed: "Maybe my uncle's understanding of'slightly' is different from that of my uncle."

Chu Xiaoxiao was wearing a yellow hat and a green scarf. Seeing that her little friend was dressed differently from her, she curiously asked, "Brother Qiqi, why don't you wear a school uniform or a green scarf?"

Liang Shuangqi: "I don't wear a green scarf anymore, now I wear a red scarf in my class."

Chu Xiaoxiao: "What about your little yellow hat?"

Liang Shuangqi looked at her innocent and innocent eyes, and was not ashamed to say that he felt too ugly: "..."

Although Liang Shuangqi is still a primary school student, he is in the fifth grade anyway, and he doesn't listen to the teacher like Chu Xiaoxiao, and he wears a formal dress for the orchestra performance.

As long as he is holding the cello, he will not be stopped. The teachers and students who check the clothes at the door will let him go. They know that the orchestra has a school performance today.

Liang Shuangqi was about to go to the orchestra when he entered school. He was wearing a red and white school uniform in his schoolbag. He planned to change into it after the performance. At this time, facing Chu Xiaoxiao's bright eyes, he couldn't explain it.

The children are all wearing yellow hats in the car. If he is beautiful alone, it would be too unjustifiable.

Liang Shuangqi stared at Chu Xiaoxiao stiffly, unable to speak for a long time, Chu Xiaoxiao stared at Liang Shuangqi straight, his eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

After a while, Liang Shuangqi finally defeated. He grumbled dissatisfaction, a bit like an aggrieved cat. He turned around and took out his school uniform and little yellow hat from his schoolbag.

He slowly draped the school uniform jacket over the white shirt, buttoned the silly little yellow hat on his head, and finally tied the red scarf without a soul. This process inexplicably revealed three points of humiliation.

He still bowed his head silently to friendship, from a haughty cellist to a bubbling elementary school chicken, sacrificing the burden of his idol.

Chu Xiaoxiao saw that the dresses of both parties were the same. She smiled happily and said happily: "We only have different scarves in color!"

Chu Xiaoxiao originally thought that dressing up for school was a bit ugly, but she found that everyone was the same, and she immediately became happy again.

Liang Shuangqi forced a smile. He didn't feel embarrassed to say that he usually only wears school uniforms, and he is willing to use a little yellow hat and red scarf to be a ghost.

After getting off the bus, Chu Xiaoxiao and Liang Shuangqi stepped into the school gate and parted ways, one going to the teaching building and the other to the small auditorium.

Liang Shuangqi carried the cello box on his back and his schoolbag. He had no time to change his little yellow hat and red scarf. He was ridiculed by the band members when he entered the small auditorium!

The children in the orchestra are all black and white suits or dresses, they also have exquisite bow ties and black leather shoes, and they laughed wildly: "Hahahahahahaha Liang Shuangqi, you are so ugly to me!"

"My God, what look is this, you just entered the first grade this year..."

Faced with Chu Xiaoxiao, Liang Shuangqi endured the humiliation and put on the little yellow hat honestly. At this time, his low pressure was bursting, and his tone was impatient: "You, men, okay, annoying."

Liang Shuangqi: That's why I hate elementary school boys who hate dogs. They are so boring they blow their noses.