I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

"Come in, come in and introduce yourself to the kids."

When An Xiang was lost alone, An Zimo has officially become a kindergarten student.

The teacher stood on the podium and smiled at him. He looked dazed and stood next to the teacher, pulling the strap of his schoolbag.

There were only nine students in this class and he, looking at the innocent and clear smiling faces, An Zimo sneered in disdain from the bottom of his heart.

He had never been to kindergarten in his previous life. Because he was too smart, he did all his studies at home on his own, and naturally he did not have any contact with his peers.

An Zimo's mental age is higher than that of all the children present, and he automatically classifies them as stupid.

"My name is An Zimo."

"Tell the teacher, how old are you this year?"

The teacher squatted in front of him with a sweet smile and a soft southern accent when he spoke.

An Zimo resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Three years and seven months."

"Child Zimo looks so sensible, you can sit next to Fuze, Fufu, raise your hand."

At the end of his eyes, the little fat man named Fuze raised his short arm high.

He obediently moved the things on the seat next to him, took out a small handkerchief and wiped it clean inside and out, waiting for An Zimo to pass by with a pair of round soybean eyes.

——I'm not smart when I look at it.

An Zimo sat there with no expression on his face, and put his schoolbag on the shelf next to him.

"Hello Zimo, my name is Fuze, and they all call me Fufu, the blessing of blessing."

An Zimo rested his cheek with one hand and did not speak.

"Do you want to eat candy?" Fu Ze flipped through his schoolbag, sneaking out a candy from under the table and handing it to An Zimo.

"Fufu, ignore An Zimo, be careful that he beats you."

Pei Yan sat in front of Fu Ze. He still remembers the tooth that was knocked out and his gloomy expression when he went back to show off with the grandfather after learning "English" that day.

An Zimo is a bad boy.

He doesn't want to play with nasty ghosts.

"Huh?" Fuze, who had two clear noses, opened his mouth openly, "Will Zimo beat people?"

"Yes, he is very bad." Pei Yan emphasized his tone firmly, and spread his palms by the way, "I think you should give me the candy, in case the teacher finds out that it should be confiscated."

The kindergarten does not allow children to bring food in private, and they will definitely be taught.

Fuze can eat but can't control his mouth. Every time he goes out, he always has to put something in his pocket, such as candy, melon seeds, peanuts, and occasionally a few bags of small spicy noodles, hiding in the toilet with Pei Yan to eat.

He sniffed his nose, and was about to pass the candy to Pei Yan when he saw An Zimo raise his hand and get up.

"Zimo, what's the matter?"

Pei Yan's face changed drastically, and a bad feeling arose spontaneously.

An Zimo pointed at the two: "Fu Ze and Pei Yan ate sweets secretly, there is probably something else in their pockets."

"...!"

"Fu Ze, stand up and check it out, teacher."

Fu Ze was crying and reluctant to sit up on the stool.

An Zimo sat down again and looked at the two with his cheeks supported, his expression shifted, as if he was watching a good show.

"An Zimo, you are really bad."

Seeing that the teacher took away the snacks, Pei Yan comforted his crying companion on the table, and stared at An Zimo fiercely.

"Oh."

His contemptuous expression made Pei Yan angry again, "You can't find a friend like this!!"

"Oh, so what?"

Pei Yan's expression was distorted, and he snarled lowly: "If you have no friends to play with you, you will die of loneliness, you will die of loneliness, you will die of loneliness!!"

An Zimo wanted to laugh.

Children's ideas are so naive, and the adult world doesn't need any friends. Although he wasn't an adult, he was much better than these kiddies who only secretly eat sweets.

Pei Yan and Fu Ze were crazy about him in their hearts.

What idiot, idiot, big bastard, An Zimo can't help but ridicule.

Life in the kindergarten was boring and boring. The few children next to them were thinking about either **** or eating. They were so empty and mentally retarded that An Zimo couldn't help turning off the volume of mind reading.

It was lunch time in a blink of an eye.

The kindergarten lunch is very rich, with two meats and two vegetables plus a soup, and snacks after the meal.

only……

This rice is not as delicious as you want.

An Zimo disliked it, and used a spoon to deliver rice to his mouth.

"Teacher, when do we have snacks?" Pei Nuo ate the veal, still thinking about the daily snacks. She has big eyes, bulging cheeks, and she is cute and smart like an elf that only exists in the virtual world.

The teacher always prefers her, and said softly: "Nuo Nuo obediently finish the meal, and we will have a snack after eating."

"Blood cake, blood cake, we need it now!"

"Alright, alright, we'll eat in a while." The teacher shook his head helplessly, patiently calming the children's emotions.

When the whole class was clamoring for blood cake, An Zimo had eaten it, and there was no drop left. The small table remained clean and tidy at the beginning, even his small face did not get dirty.

The teacher who noticed this brightened his eyes and couldn't help clapping his hands in praise: "Wow, our kid Zimo was the first one to finish the meal, and there is nothing left. The table is still so clean. We reward Zimo with a little red flower."

An Zimo: "...?"

"Everyone applaud Zimo!"

The applause rang out one after another, An Zimo's expression was slightly flustered by the applause.

He was fierce, but the children didn't notice the hostility, they were still in high spirits, and sincerely applauded An Zimo.

An Zimo is dying.

Embarrassing.

"Because Zimo is the first to finish the meal, the teacher can reward you with two blood cakes."

ice cream?

An Zimo touched his teeth and consciously shook his head, "I won't eat."

"Hey?" The teacher was stunned.

He explained lightly: "It's not good for teeth." Besides, eating cold after lunch can also hurt the stomach. This kindergarten is really unprofessional, and I don't understand such basic things.

The teacher looked at him in surprise. After working for so long, it was the first time to see a child with such a strong sense of self-management.

After everyone had finished eating, the life teacher put down the plate and began to distribute blood cakes to them. A child could only take one piece.

Seeing that An Zimo was empty on the table, Pei Nuo blinked, and handed his little bowl over. The voice of the little milk was sweet and soft, "Zimo, do you want to eat blood cake? I will divide my share for you half."

The small square cake in the small bowl looks very appetizing for QQ bombs, like jelly.

Oh, it's still hawthorn flavor.

"Don't eat." An Zimo put his hands around his chest, and Babel turned his head fiercely.

Pei Nuo curled his mouth, digging up the blood cake with a small spoon, and ate it in small bites.

"I'm creamy!" Pei Yan craned his neck and moved to the side of Fuze, "Fufu, what about you?"

Fu Ze smacked his lips and said, "It smells like barbecue."

"Tsk." Pei Yan suddenly felt that the blood cake on his hand was not fragrant, and his eyes rolled, "Fufu, let's change our food so that we can have two different flavors!"

"Wow! You are so smart!!"

The two children chattered endlessly, and An Zimo looked at them disdainfully.

"An Zimo, don't look at it, and you won't give it to you." Pei Yan carefully guarded the contents in his hand, staring at him fiercely, "Turn around, I hate ghosts."

"Who is rare." An Zimo turned his head with a light hum.

Pei Yan blinked, and deliberately took his food to An Zimo to shake, not forgetting to show off: "My piece is very delicious, An Zimo, don't you really eat it?"

An Zimo said coldly: "Go away."

The more he let him roll, the less he didn't want to roll.

Pei Yan simply pulled the chair and sat next to him, digging a small spoon and swaying in front of him, eating and cheering.

[It's delicious, delicious, greedy An Zimo. ]

[Annoyed he is annoyed to him. ]

An Zimo shrinks his fist, staring straight at him, "You can't roll."

"I don't, slightly..."

His tongue was stained with red blood cake, and he looked even more awkward.

An Zimo's expression was low and he picked up the box of snacks and threw it in the trash can behind him.

Looking at the small empty plate in front of him, Pei Yan's eyes widened for a long time without regaining his senses. In the next second, his anger was exposed, and he rushed to press An Zimo on the ground, with his fangs exposed, and bit him on the shoulder.

They all say tooth for tooth, mouth for mouth.

How can An Zimo be bitten by him for no reason?

The two children fought fiercely. The children next to them were taken aback for a moment, and then they slapped the table to make a fuss.

"Come on! Come on, Peiyan!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Fight up and fight!!"

The children in this class are completely innocent, the breath of blood makes them excited, screams, noises, mixed together, the whole class is in a mess.

How could a few teachers let them quarrel like this, and quickly separated the two.

"An Zimo, you pay me blood cake!!"

"Bah!" An Zimo breathed out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time brought out another tooth. Raising his hand to touch, it turned out that the next tooth was knocked out.

Fortunately, it saves him from grinding every day.

An Zimo stared at Pei Yan fiercely, "I don't care about you, you leave me alone."

"You, why are you so arrogant!" Pei Yan stamped his feet with anger, "I hate you and hate you and hate you!"

"Heh." An Zimo smiled coldly, slightly raised his chin and stared at the crying Pei Yan opposite, with an arrogant expression and arrogant speech, "I am so arrogant, maybe you will call me grandpa in the future."

"you……"

Pei Yan was stopped by the teacher just as he was about to pounce.

She mentioned the two people from left to right, "Pei Yan, An Zimo, come and reflect on me. If you don't reflect on it, don't go out to play!" Then she pulled them to the corner and forced them to hold their hands.

An Zimo was dumbfounded for a while, and quickly threw away.

"You can't get rid of it." The teacher looked serious, "If you belong to the same race, you must love each other. Since you can't learn to love each other, then the teacher will teach you. When do you shake hands and make peace, when you leave, otherwise just keep holding hands like this. ."

Then he forced them to hold it.

An Zimo gritted his teeth and stood against the wall without saying a word.

Pei Yan shivered for a long time and refused to admit defeat. He hummed hard and turned his head to the other side.

The two of them have been in a stalemate like this. After a while, you pinch him; he pinches you and secretly competes, even if he refuses to let go or admit defeat.

"Teacher, I want to pee." An Zimo raised his hand, but he heard Pei Yan say unconvincingly, "Teacher, I want to shit!"

The teacher nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, you all go to the toilet together."

An Zimo: "..."

Pei Yan: "..."