When he woke up in the morning, Mo Jingchun realized that he didn't know what time last night, but Candy, who didn't have a pillow, used his arm as a pillow and put his little head on it. The little guy slept soundly.

It's just that Mo Jingchun felt that his right hand was about to become useless. His whole arm was just like when the black and white TV had no signal, with countless pits beating on his arm.

Carefully holding Candy's little head with his left hand, Mo Jingchun grinned and took out his right hand.

It’s numb, it’s numb…

Mo Jingchun wanted to move his fingers, but his five fingers only moved slightly a few times.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Jingchun felt that his right hand still belonged to him. It was fine and could still be used.

Mo Jingchun was now at the window and took a look at the clean world washed away by the rain outside the window.

The rain has stopped, but the ground is still wet.

It looked like the rain might have stopped until the morning.

Mo Jingchun's breakfast was very simple. He just fried a poached egg, sandwiched it with four pieces of original sushi, and ate it with a glass of milk.

Candy's breakfast in the morning is even more simple, a bottle of milk is enough.

Candy, who had shaggy hair under the covers, opened his eyes, rubbed them with his little hands, and then tilted his head to look to his side for a while.

Guo Guo isn’t here anymore.

I pushed the quilt with my calves, but it didn't move at all.

The unhappy Candy opened her mouth and immediately started performing impromptu performances.

"Woooooo~"

"Guo Guo~"

"Woooooo~"

There were no tears on the face at first, but when the little guy saw the pot coming, the tears started to fall down.

"Oh oh oh... Candy, don't cry, brother is here."

Mo Jingchun took his sister Candy out of the bed, held her in his arms and patted her back to comfort her.

In less than half a minute, the little one stopped crying, and Mo Jingchun helped his sister change diapers and get dressed.

When it was his turn to wash his face, the little guy didn't want to be rubbed by Mo Jingchun.

When Mo Jingchun was about to wash his sister's candy for the second time, the little guy stretched out his hand to block it.

"Okay, okay, brother will help you wipe the corners of your eyes."

On the bed, Guangdang was holding a bottle and drinking milk from her mother. She looked at Mo Jingchun who was packing things. When the mucus flowed out of his nose, the little guy would forcefully suck it back in.

This seems to be a skill that all babies are born with. Well...probably...it should be...a skill...right?

After Grandma finished drinking, Candy handed the bottle to Mo Jingchun.

After cleaning the bottle, Mo Jingchun hung Candy's exclusive little crossbody bag on it.

Putting his schoolbag on his back, Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and smiled at the candies on the carpet:

"Candy, let's go to class."

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"Students, I said that the data structure course is very simple. With this basic knowledge, as long as you listen to it in class, there is nothing you can't master."

Sun Siyi rubbed the white chalk dust on his fingers, smiled and said to the students under the podium: "I have reported to the school more than once that the data structure course can be taken as an elective, and there is no need to make it a core course."

"I would say that you children should take more experimental classes. Most of the theoretical knowledge is not difficult for you. For some difficult knowledge, it is enough for the teacher to explain it in class."

Every time the data structure teacher teaches class, the second half of the class is basically spent talking about extracurricular topics, and students love to listen.

Under the podium, Candy was sitting on Mo Jingchun's lap, restlessly buttoning up Mo Jingchun's clothes. The little guy seemed to be obsessed with the holes in his jeans.

After finally getting through to the end of get out of class, Mo Jingchun looked down at his pants again, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

If the candy is kept tied like this, the last few threads will be torn off.

The little guy is not big, but he is so strong.

When squad leader Yang Xiaoyu passed by Mo Jingchun carrying a schoolbag, he reminded him worriedly:

"Mo Jingchun, the whole class will go to the Great Wall for a spring outing this Saturday. Don't forget it."

"Okay, okay, monitor, I will definitely attend such an event on time."

It has been more than half a year since Mo Jingchun came to the capital, and he has yet to visit any of the major scenic spots. The furthest road he has traveled, except to the high-speed rail station, is the only time he has brought candy to get vaccinated.

Going out to play is fun when there are many people.

Traveling alone is so boring.

At noon, Mo Jingchun was cooking in the kitchen.

Candy was playing in the bedroom, with toys all over the floor and a cactus that learned to talk to Candy, which made Candy very happy.

Mo Jingchun, who was focused on cooking, didn't notice that the talking cactus had been silent for a long time.

When Mo Jingchun finished cooking and was about to take a look at the child, Mo Jingchun realized why there was no movement in the bedroom?

This startled Mo Jingchun, and he ran quickly to the bedroom door.

What made Mo Jingchun dumbfounded was that nothing happened to the little guy. He was just eating apples with his back to the door.

Mo Jingchun walked into the bedroom with gentle steps, took out his cell phone, turned on the cell phone camera, and started recording.

Candy is not always carefree, so of course you have to take photos to record your wonderful life.

As if he sensed someone behind him, the little guy raised his head and met Mo Jingchun's eyes.

Holding a big apple candy in her arms, she laughed politely when she was discovered by Guo Guo.

"What are you doing? Huh?"

The little guy tried to give Mo Jingchun an apple to please him.

Seeing Guo Guo not asking for it, Candy hesitated and took another bite of the apple.

Mo Jingchun stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped his sister Tangtang's forehead, "You're a snack."

After saying that, Mo Jingchun took the apple over and put it on the computer table under Candy's reluctant eyes.

Picking up the candy, Mo Jingchun said with a smile: "Eat, eat. Eat to grow taller. Candy must grow taller."

In the evening, after the company returned from listening to employees' work reports, Mo Jingchun cut the video taken at noon and posted it on a short video.

Once it was uploaded to the platform, Mo Jingchun had no control over it.

Mo Jingchun doesn't care if anyone likes it or not. The purpose of uploading it is just to record the growth of Candy.

At first, a few acquaintances liked it.

Su Wenyan, who was using the official account of Candy Technology Short Video, saw the short video posted by her boss, was slightly surprised, and clicked a like.

Under the calculation of intelligent algorithms, Mo Jingchun’s short video received 300 views.

By coincidence, Dahuang Luo, who has Mo Jingchun's private mobile phone number, also saw the short video.

Lao Luo has seen this cute little guy before and has an impression of him.

Seeing the little guy eating an apple with his back to the camera in the video made Lao Luo laugh out loud.

After watching the video, Lao Luo liked it and commented "cute".

This is amazing. Lao Luo, who has his own traffic, the algorithm instantly boosted the video playback volume.
Chapter completed!