Please Start Your Show Chapter 22
It seems that this lost childhood playmate has many stories worth digging deeper.
Yao Wuhuan tilted his head and let the white hair hang down, drawing a beautiful line in the air: "0 0 Yan Yan,
what are you looking at?"
"I think you look good." Lu Jianyan said so smoothly, and he got used to arguing with his brother on weekdays.
Yao Wuhuan was obviously not cheeky. The little white-haired boy's cheeks turned red. He was so pale that he could see the capillaries, and he was easily rendered into a fire-cloud-like color.
While shy, he looked at Lu Jianyan with his eyes shining brightly, and said with a serious earnest tone: "Yan Yan is also very beautiful, as beautiful as a princess!"
Lu Jianyan: "... thank you."
Since Yao Wuhuan refused to be separated from Lu Jianyan, he temporarily followed Lu Jianyan's class. After a brief period of turmoil, the teachers finally adapted to an extra “beautiful student” in the class, which had a beautiful and outstanding appearance.
Yao Wuhuan was generally very easy to handle. he only had Lu Jianyan in his eyes, and he only listened to Lu Jianyan's arrangements.
The only difficult thing was that whenever Lu Jianyan showed a slight tendency to be separated from Yao Wuhuan, Yao Wuhuan would start to lose his temper.
He wouldn't hurt Lu Jianyan, but that's all. Everyone, including himself, would be the object of his anger and threat. It's the kind of magical behavior pattern that I went crazy and even hit myself.
In just one morning, Yao Wuhuan was already infamous in the class.
Lu Jianyan finally temporarily suppressed doubts that Yao Wuhuan might be a tasker. Because Lu Jianyan encountered another suspect who was more like a tasker.
——In the end, I still couldn't escape the world filled with taskers.
But this time the tasker was not smart enough. Although Lu Jianyan did not know the other party's intentions, he estimated that this was nothing more than trying to add him memories of his childhood partners.
It was just that no one had thought that Yao Wuhuan, such a lost true partner, was appeared halfway through.
It was not accurate enough to suspect that the other party was a tasker. Lu Jianyan was basically able to identify the other party. The only problem was that he didn't know who was, father or son.
It's a bit messy, say it from the beginning.
Yao Wuhuan was previously misunderstood by the teacher as a child who has newly transferred to kindergarten, so this must involve that the kindergarten really transferred a child.
Not only did the child transfer himself, he also brought his father who was going to be a male teacher in the kindergarten. The style of the father and son was incompatible with the whole kindergarten.
How should we say ...
Yao Wuhuan was next to Lu Jianyan with a smile, but said with a very cold voice to Li Xiang, who was newly inserted into their class: "Don't lean on, your taste of poverty makes me a little vomit."
These words were very rude, even vicious. But it was also very visual.
The sudden arrival of the father and son, all over them was filled with the eye-catching sense that 'Although I am poor, I am poor and strong, and I am not the same as you rich and dazzling bitches.'
That's the feeling of the grassroots heroine.
There was no typo in this introduction, that was the grassroots female lead, not the male lead.
It seems that the tasker was 80% likely this time, and it ’s going to be the boost inspirational genre.
Lu Jianyan sighed helplessly in his heart. Sometimes he has to wonder if he has a villain face with "psychological problems and childhood shadows". Or why at least half of the taskers approaching him want to take the line of "warm him and love him"?
He really didn't lack love! Thank you!
The male teacher's surname who entered the Montessori kindergarten was Li. He wore black-rimmed glasses and a clean white shirt, but there was no smell of sunlight and no fragrance of acacia.
His son's name was Li Xiang. As an immediate family member of the employee, he was waived of most tuition and transferred to the class where Lu Jianyan was.
The moment the father and son appeared together, Lu Jianyan heard a chatty system and kept talking. It was the most lively of the many systems that Lu Jianyan has experienced.
Unfortunately, because the distance was too close, neither the father nor the son gave a system response, Lu Jianyan was unable to distinguish who the system belonged to.
Yao Wuhuan tilted his head and let the white hair hang down, drawing a beautiful line in the air: "0 0 Yan Yan,
what are you looking at?"
"I think you look good." Lu Jianyan said so smoothly, and he got used to arguing with his brother on weekdays.
Yao Wuhuan was obviously not cheeky. The little white-haired boy's cheeks turned red. He was so pale that he could see the capillaries, and he was easily rendered into a fire-cloud-like color.
While shy, he looked at Lu Jianyan with his eyes shining brightly, and said with a serious earnest tone: "Yan Yan is also very beautiful, as beautiful as a princess!"
Lu Jianyan: "... thank you."
Since Yao Wuhuan refused to be separated from Lu Jianyan, he temporarily followed Lu Jianyan's class. After a brief period of turmoil, the teachers finally adapted to an extra “beautiful student” in the class, which had a beautiful and outstanding appearance.
Yao Wuhuan was generally very easy to handle. he only had Lu Jianyan in his eyes, and he only listened to Lu Jianyan's arrangements.
The only difficult thing was that whenever Lu Jianyan showed a slight tendency to be separated from Yao Wuhuan, Yao Wuhuan would start to lose his temper.
He wouldn't hurt Lu Jianyan, but that's all. Everyone, including himself, would be the object of his anger and threat. It's the kind of magical behavior pattern that I went crazy and even hit myself.
In just one morning, Yao Wuhuan was already infamous in the class.
Lu Jianyan finally temporarily suppressed doubts that Yao Wuhuan might be a tasker. Because Lu Jianyan encountered another suspect who was more like a tasker.
——In the end, I still couldn't escape the world filled with taskers.
But this time the tasker was not smart enough. Although Lu Jianyan did not know the other party's intentions, he estimated that this was nothing more than trying to add him memories of his childhood partners.
It was just that no one had thought that Yao Wuhuan, such a lost true partner, was appeared halfway through.
It was not accurate enough to suspect that the other party was a tasker. Lu Jianyan was basically able to identify the other party. The only problem was that he didn't know who was, father or son.
It's a bit messy, say it from the beginning.
Yao Wuhuan was previously misunderstood by the teacher as a child who has newly transferred to kindergarten, so this must involve that the kindergarten really transferred a child.
Not only did the child transfer himself, he also brought his father who was going to be a male teacher in the kindergarten. The style of the father and son was incompatible with the whole kindergarten.
How should we say ...
Yao Wuhuan was next to Lu Jianyan with a smile, but said with a very cold voice to Li Xiang, who was newly inserted into their class: "Don't lean on, your taste of poverty makes me a little vomit."
These words were very rude, even vicious. But it was also very visual.
The sudden arrival of the father and son, all over them was filled with the eye-catching sense that 'Although I am poor, I am poor and strong, and I am not the same as you rich and dazzling bitches.'
That's the feeling of the grassroots heroine.
There was no typo in this introduction, that was the grassroots female lead, not the male lead.
It seems that the tasker was 80% likely this time, and it ’s going to be the boost inspirational genre.
Lu Jianyan sighed helplessly in his heart. Sometimes he has to wonder if he has a villain face with "psychological problems and childhood shadows". Or why at least half of the taskers approaching him want to take the line of "warm him and love him"?
He really didn't lack love! Thank you!
The male teacher's surname who entered the Montessori kindergarten was Li. He wore black-rimmed glasses and a clean white shirt, but there was no smell of sunlight and no fragrance of acacia.
His son's name was Li Xiang. As an immediate family member of the employee, he was waived of most tuition and transferred to the class where Lu Jianyan was.
The moment the father and son appeared together, Lu Jianyan heard a chatty system and kept talking. It was the most lively of the many systems that Lu Jianyan has experienced.
Unfortunately, because the distance was too close, neither the father nor the son gave a system response, Lu Jianyan was unable to distinguish who the system belonged to.
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