Chapter 79

Chu Xiaoyi found himself too difficult. He used to feel that it was OK not to go to college. Now he feels more and more humble in his family. If Chu Xiao finishes his college entrance examination, isn't he the bottom of the family of four, and he doesn't speak hard enough?

Chuxiao glanced at him and muttered, "I don't want to share song and dance topics."

Chu Xiaoxiao certainly won't let her brother sing and dance. She just saw him complacent, so she casually mentioned it. She plans to complete the topic sharing alone. First, she takes her parents to battle, and her parents and brothers will inevitably be compared; Second, the team work is very troublesome. For details, please refer to Xiao Bi's souvenir book. The brother and sister rollover without tacit understanding.

Chu Xiaoxiao: I cooperate with unreliable team members. It's better to fight alone. At least I can control the progress.

Chu Xiao Yiwen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to perform on the stage. He immediately booed and asked, "do you need my help? I'll make preparations for you before the beginning of school?"

Chu Xiao Yigang has just wantonly slandered her sister's green scarf. Now when she thinks that she has classes with the children of prospective academicians, she is warm and polite. It can be said that one person is virtuous and the whole class rises to heaven.

Chu Xiao saw that he was so flattering, and a strange expression appeared on his little face: "can you speak well?" it's so scary.

Chu Xiaoyi wrapped the book cover with his sister. He cut all kinds of patterned paper and began to fold it according to the teaching materials. The color of pattern paper is light and delicate, and there are beautiful lines. It feels very comfortable.

Chu Xiao knelt on the chair and leaned her arms against the table. She leaned over and watched his work. She said curiously, "Xu Xiao said that there is a plastic transparent book cover. Just paste a set on the book."

Xu Xiao is active in the old city. She said she can buy books in the nearby canteen after school. The store is full of all kinds of book covers.

Chu Xiaoyi was busy folding paper. He didn't lift his head and said, "plastic is bad. Your brother, I'm an environmental ambassador. I advocate using less plastic products."

Of course, Chu Xiaoyi won't admit that he thinks wrapping a book cover is very fun. This kind of brain free work sometimes relieves pressure and makes people feel calm. At first, he was very resistant to helping Chu Xiaoxiao work, but now he is a little happy. He thinks he is an ordinary craftsman.

Chu Xiaoyi wrapped many textbooks in patterned paper, marked the subject names on the cover, and was forced to accept Chu Xiaoxiao's addition of English on them.

She wrote "Charms" in English, "defense against the dark arts" in Chinese and "transfiguration" in mathematics, so as to correct the course name of primary school.

Chu Xiaoyi could understand what she was writing because of her private English teaching, and had deep doubts at the same time. Chinese is known as the defense against the dark arts, which is barely understandable. It can be seen as learning "how to fight against the bar elite", which is also regarded as the defense against the dark arts, but why can mathematics and deformation draw an equal sign?

Chu Xiaoyi: isn't it odd change, even change, and symbols look at quadrants, so mathematics is changing blindly?

Chu Xiaoxiao was completely unaware of his subtle psychological activities. Looking at the new book with a beautiful cover, she couldn't put it down and was elated for a moment, and her brother became pleasant to see. She thinks her textbook is unique, different from the book covers produced by her classmates in batch, and has a strong personal style.

Chu Xiaoxiao happily hugged the textbooks, secretly glanced at Chu Xiaoyi and muttered, "although you don't have a doctoral team, your book cover is better than them, which is OK..."

Chu Xiao was too shocked when her brother learned the word "academician". Although she didn't understand the meaning behind the title, she estimated that she classified people.

She felt that it was not good to always use her own weaknesses to compare with others' strengths, just as her family didn't criticize her when she ranked third in the exam, and her brother didn't have to criticize herself. Everyone is as happy and frank as Xu Xiao. It's good not to stick to the ranking.

Although cheap brother doesn't understand biodegradable plastics and microbial research, and he is not a terrible figure applying for academicians, he is willing to insist on using less plastics in his life, which is enough!

Chu Xiaoyi listened to her voice, and then saw the little girl look down at her toes, pretending that nothing had happened. He was surprised for a moment. He didn't expect that she would comfort himself. His heart suddenly softened.

Chu Xiaoyi had guessed that the parents of the extraordinary class were unusual and had made a good mood of lying flat and ridicule, but she didn't expect that she was worried about his self-esteem. Although little things often hurt themselves, she occasionally has the side of a little angel and cares about the mood of her family.

Children usually make people feel headache and trouble, but they can always inadvertently show sincere love.

Chu Xiaoyi was very pleased when he heard the speech. He immediately hugged Chu Xiaoxiao and began to tease her with an inch. He deliberately sold her miserably and said, "then you won the first place in the exam this semester. I really can't compare with their parents. The parents' meeting can only rely on you..."

Chu Xiaoyi: Although I can't compare with them, my sister can compare with their children. I'm the first person to rely on my sister!

Chu Xiaoxiao listened to his pitiful chatter and couldn't help but wonder: "what kind of devil are you? I said something to comfort you. You put me first in the exam?

Children of poor families are early masters, while children of fools are early wise. Because her brother could not compete with other parents, Chu Xiaoxiao shouldered the burden early. She could only stand out and shine in the school by herself.

Chu Jiadong was listening to his brother and sister chatting. Weakly, he said: "... Didn't I go to the parents' meeting?"

Chu Xiaoyi's parents' meeting used to be attended by Chu Jiadong and Xiao Bi in turn, but Chu Xiaoyi participated in our generations, and the eldest son seemed to have fun in an instant.

Chu Xiaoyi saw that his father wanted to compete for the quota of the parents' meeting. He was dissatisfied and said, "Dad, can't you let me be influenced by the academic atmosphere?"

Chu Xiaoyi: I haven't seen a pile of SSRs yet!

Chu Jiadong: "?" that's not what you said in the college entrance examination?

Chu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then solicited his brother's opinions and asked, "can I share your data?"

"My data?" Chu Xiaoyi was stunned. As soon as he thought that he was seeing the emperor, he waved his hand happily, "use it, use it, I don't mind. Do you want to engage in art related topics?"

"No, I want to engage in pedagogy." Chu Xiaoxiao ran away. She can share with her class how to make Han Han learn English. There are also detailed materials and documents.

Chu Xiaoyi: "," how can you get into education? "? Shouldn't I share my parenting experience?

On the official opening day, Chu Xiaoxiao wore a 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 responsible for picking up and seeing off two children today. He saw Liang Shuangqi coming with a cello box and schoolbag on his back. He hurried to run two steps towards the little boy and said with concern: "can Qi Qi carry it? Is it heavy?"

Liang Shuangqi declined Chu Jiadong's help. He shook his head and politely said, "thank you, uncle. It's not heavy."

Liang Shuangqi often takes the piano out to the competition. In the orchestra, the teacher won't help you collect the instruments. The children are in charge of themselves. No one can say that they can't carry them.

Chu Jiadong opened the trunk. When he saw the little boy put the piano box steadily, he couldn't help sighing: "Oh, I'm still strong."

Liang Shuangqi put the cello box away, got on the bus with his schoolbag, sat down with Chu Xiaoxiao and said hello to her. Instead of wearing a red and white school uniform, he was a white shirt and black pants. He was a completely polite little gentleman with elegant temperament.

Chu Jiadong started the car. He turned on the navigation again and greeted with a smile: "Qi Qi always stays in the orchestra and can make many friends."

Liang Shuangqi said seriously, "in fact, there is no one in our band, but only boys who dislike dogs." he even wanted to expand the scope a little more, not only in school bands, but also in primary school boys.

Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't help reminding: "brother Qi Qi, are you also a boy of the orchestra?"

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

Chu Jiadong was amused by the little boy. He listened to Liang Shuangqi's open self mockery and comforted him: "how can you exaggerate? A boy at this age is just a little naughty..."

Liang Shuangqi sighed, "I may have a different understanding of 'slightly' from my uncle."

Chu Xiaoxiao is wearing a small yellow hat and a green scarf. Seeing that her little partner is dressed differently from herself, she wonders, "brother Qi Qi, 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 eyes and said he felt too ugly: "...."

Although Liang Shuangqi is still a primary school student, he is in the fifth grade. He doesn't listen to the teacher like Chu Xiaoxiao. In addition, the orchestra always wears dresses. As long as he was carrying a cello, he would not be stopped. The teachers and students who checked the clothes at the door would let him go. They knew that the orchestra had a school performance today.

Liang Shuangqi is going to the Orchestra when he enters school. He has a red and white school uniform in his schoolbag. He planned to change it after the performance. At this time, it is difficult to explain in the face of Chu Xiaoxiao's bright eyes. All the children are wearing little yellow hats in the car. It would be very ungrateful for him to be beautiful alone.

Liang Shuangqi stares at Chu Xiaoxiao rigidly. Chu Xiaoxiao can't speak for a long time. Chu Xiaoxiao stares at Liang Shuangqi straight, his eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

A moment later, Liang Shuangqi was finally defeated. He made a grunt of discontent, a little like a wronged cat. He turned and took out his school uniform and little yellow hat from his schoolbag.

He slowly put his school uniform coat over his white shirt, buttoned his silly little yellow hat on his head, and finally tied up his red scarf without soul. This process is inexplicably humiliating. He still bowed silently to friendship, from a proud cellist to a silly primary school chicken, sacrificing his idol burden.

Chu Xiaoxiao saw that the two sides were dressed in the same clothes. She smiled happily and said happily, "we only have different scarf colors!"

Chu Xiaoxiao originally thought that school dress was a little ugly, but she found that everyone was the same, and she was happy again.

Liang Shuangqi forced himself to smile. He didn't mean to say that he only wore school uniforms and was willing to use a little yellow hat and red scarf.

After getting off the bus, Chu Xiaoxiao and Liang Shuangqi step into the school gate and go their separate ways. One is going to the teaching building and the other is going to the auditorium. Liang Shuangqi was carrying a cello box and his schoolbag. He had no time to change his little yellow hat and red scarf. As soon as he entered the auditorium, he was ridiculed by the orchestra!

The band's children are all black and white suits or dresses. They also have exquisite small bow ties and black leather shoes. They immediately burst into laughter: "ha ha, Liang Shuangqi, you're so ugly to me!"

"My God, what shape is this? You're just in grade one this year..."

Liang Shuangqi endured humiliation in the face of Chu Xiao and honestly put on his little yellow hat. At this time, he burst out of low pressure and said impatiently, "you, US, good, annoying."

Liang Shuangqi: so I hate primary school boys who hate dogs. They are so bored that they have a runny nose.