Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

When the answer sheets are collected, there will be a special judging team-the teacher of Nanshan Academy and the teacher of Guozijian, and there will be public comments for everyone to circulate.

The first question is not very difficult. Several female officials are all knowledgeable, so choose first.

The cub sitting at the bottom finally got a little nervous.

Ran Ran raised his face to see Daddy, Daddy saw her, and blinked, the child couldn't help laughing.

Everyone who thought that children would cry when they saw Ran Ran smiled, there was a dimple on their right cheek, and they couldn't help but smile.

Song Xuewei frowned calmly, did not see the crying, faintly retracted her gaze, her expression was calm, neither nervous nor proud, the whole person was a steady character.

I can see the praise from the bottom of everyone's heart.

The female officials were quickly screened, and the curls were too dark and many unfinished, which were obviously inconvenient to submit. Most of these were caused by the lack of basic skills and too much tension. The rest was submitted to a special judge. group.

So Ran Ran watched the aunt hand over the things to a grandfather, and Ran Ran looked at the grandfather slowly.

Full of heart and eyes revealed the desire: choose me to choose me, choose the cubs to choose the cubs.

Sima Yue looked over her head a little disappointed, "Oh, of course, I still have a little bit to finish. But I think it's not bad, just a little bit. It must be correct."

Ran Ran also sighed with the little adult, "Sister Ayue, I haven't finished writing."

The two looked at each other.

The answer sheet is handed in, there are not so many constraints, the little girls can talk, and once one said, everyone let go of the thoughts.

Someone asked Song Xuewei how he wrote, Song Xuewei smiled slightly and said, "It's acceptable. It's worthy of writing, not to mention it."

"This child is not arrogant or impetuous, but it is very good."

"The gentleman in Nanshan Academy showed a smile, maybe he saw the child's answer sheet."

...

Zhang Xiu smiled, really because he saw an interesting answer sheet, the writing was childish, neither flat nor straight, which just made people look a little bit happy.

Zhang Xiu has been teaching for so long and hasn't seen the answer sheet that made him so happy for a long time. It is not that the answer sheet is impeccable, on the contrary, it is just because the writer is happy.

Some are better than her writing, but not happier than her, and some are more complete than her, but not happier than her. The emotions in those answers were tense, calm, and irritable...just not so happy.

What makes this kid so happy?

Zhang Xiu stroked his chin.

Probably he had been facing this answer sheet for a long time, and Mr. Guozijian next to him asked, "What kind of seedlings have you seen? Look at this one. The handwriting is excellent. It doesn't look like a five-year-old girl. It's really talented. Excellent."

Zhang Xiu glanced, and after a surprise in his eyes, he slightly frowned, "I was writing in a hurry."

The heart is useless on words, but a bit eager for quick success.

Zhang Xiu didn't say the last sentence, it's not good to say too much.

He showed Deng Dan the happy character in his hand, "I think this one can be in the top five."

"The top five? The top ten is fair, barely complete, the roll is neat, there are no typos, and it looks comfortable, the tenth place is almost the same." Deng Dan said.

Zhang Xiu has a different opinion. "It's great to look comfortable. The words you write are shown to yourself and others, and those who write are comfortable and those who read them are comfortable. Isn't that enough?"

Deng Dan retorted: "Whether the writing is good or not is the key."

Zhang Xiudao: "The words and words are the same, but the technique is only part of it."

Deng Dan disagreed, "If you look at the artistic conception, there is still no artistic conception in this word."

"What counts as artistic conception? I feel happy when I look at the word, just like I feel suddenly when I look at a painting. The technique you chose is full of skills, and you will be anxious when you look at it. Wouldn't it be unfair to look at the technique alone?

...

Time gradually passed, and everyone was not tired, but more interested.

You know, the usual judgments are usually very fast, but this time it was delayed. Generally speaking, the top ones have written very well, and the rankings have their own opinions and need to be discussed.

Among them, one is Song Xuewei and the other is Zhang Yawen.

Song Xuewei was a little anxious, but she was still stable on the face.

She is five years old, not long enough to be reborn, and has memories of past lives, but she certainly does not practice as much as Zhang Yawen.

But she has more memories of past lives, not necessarily worse than Zhang Yawen.

In fact, she was ready to lose the first question. The first question was only a part of the first round. This question was a little behind, and she was completely confident to catch up later. After all, her poetry is her strong point.

But really wanting to be second, Song Xuewei lowered her eyelashes to block the dissatisfaction in her eyes.

At this time, the results were discussed, and the female official Wang took the answer sheet and began to roll the name.

"The first place, Zhang Yawen, in the curling faceplate, writing in the top."

Song Xuewei tightened her hand suddenly.

Since knowing that he hadn't finished writing, bad boy finished all the writing, Ran Ran, who failed to defeat bad boy, has been a little faint.

The cub didn't dare to look at his father, and he didn't dare to look at the uncle egg.

The system comforts the cub: "This is the first question, and there will be more later."

After being comforted by the system's uncle, the stupid brain cub rallied again and squeezed his small fist to show that he would work hard.

The old father frowned not far away.

The girl's expression is not right.

It turned out to be very depressed, but the stubborn little face made the old father feel distressed, and then he suddenly became energetic, as if he had heard something.

However, Jiang Zhile, who has been watching Ranran, knows that no one will speak to the girl, and no one will comfort her.

This thought flashed across his mind for a moment, and Jiang Zhile felt that he was thinking too much. Thinking of the "Uncle System" who didn't know where he came from, Jiang Zhile narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The system thought that the matter was over, and didn't expect Jiang Zhile to still be observing in secret.

Ran Ran heard that the young lady who was with her had won the first place, so she raised her little hand and slapped.

"Papa Papa"

"Papa Papa"

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa"

Rhythmic applause sounded, Ran Ran was very excited, as if he had won the first place.

The surrounding area was silent, and there was a sporadic applause suddenly followed by applause.

After the applause, she whispered to Sima Yue, "Sister Zhang defeated the bad cub. We have already won one. Sister Ayue, you have to cheer!"

Sima Yue, who had long admitted his fate:? ? ?

No, no, one win means everyone wins.

When everyone looked at Ran Ran, they always felt silly and cute, and wanted to laugh and sigh. The always upright female official couldn't help but glance at the cub before continuing to roll his name.

"Second name, Song Xuewei, under the curling armour, writing under the armour."

Zhang Yawen is in the top two, is she two in the top? Two waits?

Song Xuewei was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile that was not irritable or humiliating, and she glanced at it slowly, thinking that the child might have been brushed up on the first question, and her smile became more natural.

Ran Ran, who was comforted by Uncle System, has become stronger!

The system said: "Baby, you have to know that as the future boss, the big bosses are beautiful and strong. Do you know what is beautiful and strong? Beauty is particularly cute. Like Ran Ran, miserable is to experience failure and then change Strong, this trait is very popular, and everyone particularly likes it."

After being praised by Uncle System, the cub's face was about to burn.

Ran Ran cute! ! !

The cub knew that he was cute for the first time, and was taken aback, happy and crazy!

Is miserable the bad guy who wants to fail?

Well, this is what Ran Ran is experiencing.

The cub, who was a little sad, instantly felt that this was an important step in his journey to the big boss, holding his face happily.

Those who want to see Ran Ran's jokes only see the smiling faces of the little dumplings.

The old father felt wrong again.

It was obvious that the girl was very happy, and the old father was also relieved and very happy, but there was something wrong. The feeling of someone comforting the cub came again.

Song Shu poked Jiang Zhile with a white stamp, and said fortunately: "Fortunately, I was not affected, and I was scared to death."

Jiang Zhile gave a hum.

Seeing that Jiang Zhile was not in the state, Song Shubai raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhile's somewhat serious expression, "What's the matter?"

"Who do you think is Uncle System? This surname is especially rare, and the word system is especially weird. It sounds like a villain with a hidden head and a tail."

At this time, the second-ranked answer sheet was being circulated by everyone, and Song Shubai was the closest, and it was passed to Song Shubai first after singing.

Song Shubai was thinking about the uncle of the system. Everyone knows that he doesn't know how to write, so they don't bother to read it and let the young man pass it on to the next one.

Song Xuewei, who was paying attention quietly, took a sigh of relief.

Zheng Qingyan's face was not very good, and she said to Mother Zhou: "Sure enough, I misunderstood him. He was so ruthless to Weiwei. I am afraid that everything was pretended before. If it weren't for me to marry the Jingcheng Marquis, maybe Also deceived by him."

This……

Mother Zhou also didn't know what to say. This Boyanghou Mansion is under the care of the wife, and there is nothing to hinder her without long-sightedness. If this is called deceit, her old lady also wants to be deceived.

Mother Zhou squeezed Zheng Qingyan's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Madam is right. Now which family is willing to marry into Boyanghou Mansion, this outside room is not a good reputation, and it has also made a child. He was disgusted by the emperor again, and he was willing to be a small family or unfavored concubine."

Zheng Qingyan bit her lip, "Where is he worthy, he said he liked me, and he will marry a wife in less than a year?"

Mother Zhou said helplessly: "My dear wife, let's keep it away. Seeing that the little girl in the small door has no rules to shame Boyanghou, isn't it also a fun thing."

The female official Zhou is singing the third place, and the speed is not fast, because there are four groups of men and women, and the four female officials take turns to roll their names.

When it was Zhou's female officer's turn, Zhou's female officer's expression was obviously a little surprised, and she sang:

"Same name, Song Ran, in the curling mask, writing on the second."

"Papa--" With a sound, everyone was surprised, and subconsciously looked towards the place where the sudden noise was heard, and saw Song Xuewei's table, the inkstone overturned, and ink flowed out.

Sima Yue said: "Song Xuewei, of course my sister got second, are you too happy or too angry?"

Song Xuewei was also a bit clever. After overturning the inkstone in a gaffe, she went to clean it herself without fear of getting dirty, while answering Sima Yue's words.

"I... Weiwei doesn't want to lie, but Weiwei is actually not happy—"

Just when Simayue was proud, Song Xuewei changed her conversation, "I'm not angry. I'm just too surprised. My father never taught me how to write. I didn't expect to teach my sister so well."

Song Xuewei paused as she spoke, and she could see that she was a little sad, but she didn't say anything about it, but there was something unfinished.

This writing can actually catch up with Song Xuewei. Everyone has just circulated the words written by Song Xuewei. It is really good. Normally a teenager is not as good as her. This Song Ran can actually catch up with Song Xuewei?

Song Ran only picked it up from outside, and he was able to write so well and partly talented after living in Zheng's house not long ago. It can be imagined that Song Shubai was very pampered and paid a lot.

Can't bear to dominate his concubine and destroy his wife can not help but crusade Song Shubai.

"Song Houye is also very good. He taught this little girl really well."

Song Shubai seemed to be unable to hear the weird yin and yang, and he nodded cheerfully, "You are right, I taught it very well."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the sight of Ran Ran's father, and coughed abruptly, "This is the little girl's gentleman, and this gentleman teaches well."

Song Shubai was too busy to be happy for the cub, and everything beside him was deaf to his ears.

The roll-call is continuing, everyone is no longer thinking about the rankings, they want to see the words written by Ran Ran, they are rather shameless in their hearts, and they are extremely curious.

As a result, I took the answer sheet and took a look-

Well, it's a joyous cub.

Well, it's a silly boy.

Well, look at this stroke, how serious you write, how comfortable you look, and how clean the curls are!

Well, why did this kid miss the last sentence and didn't write just three words, what a pity!

In summary, how does it look different from what you imagined?

"Is this really taught by Song Houye?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe Song Houye taught him. At the level of Song Houye, can he teach Song Xuewei like this? Don't delay."

Song Shubai didn't refute, nodded, "I didn't teach Weiwei, I used to invite a female husband."

The female husband who taught Song Xuewei is well-known in Beijing.

One is a parent-teacher, and the other is a famous teacher. For a while, everyone will not be able to say whether it is good or not.

The eldest and youngest are different.

It is generally believed that the eldest son needs to be strict and inherit the family business, and the younger son can be more spoiled under the lap of Huan.

The way is different, in fact, the eldest son is more valued.

Looking at it this way, Song Xuewei was so young that she couldn't see clearly.

The system is quietly applauding at this time.

The immortals also applauded.

Congratulations to the cub, for second place!

Sima Yue was attracted by Song Xuewei's petty popularity. Thinking of Ran Ran's victory, her chest was not short and her chest was not short, and she couldn't help laughing up to the sky when she saw Song Xuewei.

Ran Ran was very worried when she saw that sister Ayue was laughing crazy, she didn't make a sound, she was a little weird.

"Sister Ayue, do you know that Mei is so powerful? If you fail, you can become the most powerful cub."

Ran Ran comforted the young lady, thinking that she couldn't be the most powerful cub of "Beautiful and Miserable", and she felt a bit of regret in her heart.

Ran Ran didn't want to be miserable, but wanted to defeat the bad cub.

Ran Ran wanted to lose her miserable life again, and she wanted to be a beautiful and powerful cub, and she looked super powerful when she heard it.

Beautiful, miserable, strong, beautiful...

Zai whispered secretly from the bottom of his heart, reading the beauty, and immediately put aside the miserable and profound problems, and couldn't help but rippling.

Uncle System said Ran Ran was cute, and Ran Ran was "cute" for the first time!

The cub wants to tell his father that his father is very powerful, his father is very cute, and his father is "beautiful and miserable". The cub who remembered that his father failed the imperial examination was very happy to put "miserable" on his father's head.