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- Jian Chenglang¡¯s deeply touching words had just fallen.
Jian Xiyan's clear eyes lit up instantly, but he didn't react yet.
Next to him, Qu Qianqian, who was about to start praising her sister Lili as the most beautiful in the world, was about to start praising her as the most beautiful in the universe. As if she heard something, the tips of her ears twitched slightly¡ª¡ª
Then, he suddenly stood up from the sofa.
"¡¡excellent?"
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"Uncle, are you saying that my brother Xiyan's composition will be excellent?"
Jian Chenglang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why she asked, but when he looked at her clear and clean eyes, he felt a little guilty. For a moment, he didn't answer immediately.
??????????????????????????????????????????????? Jian Xiyan wrote about his father¡¯s death and his life, and also hoped that his father would die soon. He didn¡¯t have any positive composition, and if he passed the exam, it was because the teacher was blind.
Not to mention giving him an outstanding performance.
A truly excellent essay should be about how hard my father works every day and how much he loves me. I also love him very much. I must be filial to him when I grow up.
Like this, the whole process revolves around, "Father is kind and son is filial", "I love daddy the most", "Dad works too hard, I have to understand him".
That is excellent composition.
Rather than like the Jianxi proverb, the whole composition has a central point:
My enemy dad.
"Father's kindness and son's filial piety have nothing to do with each other."
But being stared at by Jian Xiyan, Jian Chenglang still had to bite the bullet, put his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly, ignoring his conscience: "Of course."
Zhang Yiming also heard it, and seeing Jian Chenglang so sure, he immediately believed it.
His eyes also lit up, and he quickly stood up from his seat and said to Jian Xiyan next to him: "Brother Xiyan, can you show me your composition? I want to see how you wrote it. I also want to be excellent!¡±
Xiao Luli, who was relatively far away, had good ears, and Zhang Yiming's voice was already loud, so she heard this shout, her dark eyes widened, and she said urgently: "Excellent? Where is the excellence? I want it too, I want to be excellent too!"
Seeing this, Qu Qianqian quickly sent a message: "Sister Lili, brother Xiyan's composition is excellent! Uncle said, brother Xiyan's composition will definitely be excellent!"
"Really?" Xiao Luli said in surprise: "Brother Xiyan, can you teach us how to write? People also want to be excellent!"
Jian Xiyan nodded, without any reservation, and directly wrote a few big words on the writing board:
It¡¯s simple, just write it to death.
Jian Chenglang: ""
Jian Yi: ""
Lu Junhan: ""
Qu Sinian: ""
Zhang Dazhuang: ""
In an instant, the whole place was extremely quiet, as if there was no one alive.
The next second, Qu Qianqian said in surprise: "Is it so simple? Can I get excellent in this way?"
In Qu Qianqian¡¯s opinion, it is indeed very simple. After all, it is written to death, and her father is not really dead.
In contrast, obtaining "excellence" is more important.
After all, it is an aristocratic kindergarten, and the teacher education is the most cutting-edge and the best.
Teachers are also very demanding.
Homework is graded very strictly.
"Qu Qianqian and Lu Li are doted on by their families, unlike other wealthy families who start forcing their children to study at the age of one or two.
As a result, when Qu Qianqian and the others were in kindergarten, their level was very different from that of other children who had long been able to read and learn.
The other children¡¯s homework was excellent several times, but Lu Li¡¯s was almost always good.
Of course, it¡¯s also because they love to play.
The other children are after class and are all sitting in their seats, studying and doing homework seriously.
It was good for the four of them. After class, they looked as if they had just been released from prison. They were so happy that they couldn't sit still in their positions.
We just sit around eating sweets and chatting.
??????????????????? If they don¡¯t have good genes, are smart and flexible, and have tutors at home, otherwise, they might not even be able to get good grades.
Qu Sinian and the others do not want to put too much pressure on them so early. They believe in free education. At the same time, they feel that it is good to have a good education. As long as they are happy, it is better than anything else.
That¡¯s what they think, but the little guy doesn¡¯t think that way.
It is said that what is not available is the best.
Every time, when they see the excellence of other children in their homework, they are envious of Little Honghua, Little Luli and others.
They also want to be excellent.
As long as one is needed, they will be satisfied.
So, I heard that as long as my father is killed, he will be able to get excellent, but it is not really dead anyway.
Qu Qianqian didn¡¯t think too much, so she directly found a new composition book and started writing.
Seeing this, Zhang Yiming also took out a new composition book. Fortunately, he acted like a good brother. The chubby hand patted his father's shoulder and said hehe:
"Dad! Don't worry! I promise that you will die miserably, and no one will be more miserable than you! Hahahaha, excellent! I'm here!"
¡°Obviously, in Zhang Yiming¡¯s dim mind, he directly equated it with the idea that the more miserable his father¡¯s death was, the better his composition would be.
Zhang Dazhuang: ""
Xiao Luli was also very excited. She took out the composition book and felt extremely sad when she thought about writing her father to death.
Although he is not really dead, the little girl still can't bear to write her father to death.
So, she raised her big, black and clear eyes and comforted her father with a serious look on her face:
"Dad, can you die first? Just die gently! Wait, wait until someone gets an excellent essay, and you can come back to life! So, don't be afraid, they won't let you die. Too long."
Lu Junhan: ""
And Jian Xiyan glanced at Jian Yi and raised his writing board: How do you want to die? I can satisfy you.
Jian Yi: ""
Seeing that Jian Yi didn't speak, Jian Xiyan didn't care, so he started writing again.
Jian Yi: ""
Three seconds later.
The four parents had the same expressionless expression, and then they all looked at the culprit Jian Chenglang.
Jian Chenglang's whole body trembled: "Um, I remember I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
Jian Chenglang turned around and was about to run away when Qu Sinian next to him ruthlessly pushed him back to the sofa.
Zhang Dazhuang stood up, with a ferocious smile on his face, and his words were gritted:
"Hey! Brother Jian, why are you running away! You gave us such a big gift, and we haven't even thanked you properly yet."
""
Jian Chenglang laughed and said, "Well, that's not necessary. Actually, I think it's quite cold here. I'm going to put on some clothes first. Well, when I finish putting on clothes, you won't be able to thank me again when I get back"
Before he could finish speaking, the door to the Lu family¡¯s living room was closed with a bang.
Lu Junhan was playing with the lighter carelessly in his hand. When Jian Chenglang looked over, he raised his thin lips and said, "You're welcome."
Jian Chenglang: ""
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