After school, there was a row of luxury cars in various colors and styles parked at the door of the kindergarten. When Jiang Xiaomi rode the little electric donkey, he immediately became the focus of everyone.

Jiang Xiaomi ignored the strange eyes around him, generously took off his helmet, took out his mobile phone and passed the time there.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the back. She was so frightened that she almost didn't throw her cell phone out.

Looking back, I saw a familiar looking woman standing there, with a beautiful face, exquisite makeup, LV on her arms, and a body of jewels.

"Hello, are you..."

The rich lady took off her sunglasses and looked at Jiang Xiaomi from head to foot with a critical face. Her lips lifted and she smiled strangely: "I thought it was a big man. It turned out that she was a fat man with a swollen face."

The upper, middle and lower levels of society are clearly divided. There is a huge gap between each layer. It takes at least two generations of efforts to implement class crossing.

However, if you can send your children to this school, crossing class is not a problem. Because the children who can study here are either rich or expensive. Casually pull out one, and the family has hundreds of millions of assets.

Many middle-class people saw this shortcut and rushed their children inside.

In the eyes of ladies, Jiang Xiaomi belongs to this kind of person.

The little woman looked puzzled: "what face do I hit? What fat man do I pretend to be?"

The lady gracefully fiddled with her earrings and said contemptuously: "some people just overestimate their strength and think that if they send their children to higher education institutions, they are people of upper class society. Unfortunately... They are still shabby in their bones."

"Are you talking about me?" Jiang Xiaomi seemed to react slowly.

The beautiful woman was amused by her reaction. Is there anyone else here besides her?

"Madam, did anyone say that you look a bit like a poodle?" Jiang Xiaomi stared innocuously at each other and deliberately shouted.

Some people were attracted by her voice and looked at the rich lady one after another. I don't know who opened the head and muttered, "it's really like ah."

Then the atmosphere suddenly turned into a roar of laughter.

The rich lady stamped her feet in shame and anger: "what are you laughing at? This is the most popular hairstyle in America."

"The idea of the upper class is really special enough to run so far and complete this virtue for themselves."

"You --"

"Oh, the door is open. I have to pick up my son, Mrs. VIP. Bye!"

The gate of the kindergarten slowly opened on both sides. The children in each class lined up in a neat line. Jiang Xiaomi mixed in the crowd and saw his son at a glance.

But he seemed to have something on his mind. All the other children were happy, but he was Wan and spiritless.

"Hi -" Jiang Xiaomi saw him come out and immediately came out to frighten him.

Lou Shicheng said, "when did you see Xiaomi come back first?"

"Two hours ago."

She took his little hand and went to the front of the little electric donkey. Lou Shicheng was so big that he had never been an electric donkey. He looked a little stunned.

Jiang Xiaomi picked him up, and then he sat on it, twisted the accelerator, and the little electric donkey slipped out in an instant.

After driving out for a while, Jiang Xiaomi glanced back at his son: "what's the matter, little guy, is someone bullying you again?"

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