(two hundred and three) ridicule
This time he turned around, Yu Guang swept to a little boy lined up behind the line. This scene surprised and funny, so he shouted, "Look, look! He is actually here too!"
Before the nine-year-old girl could refute the little boy, she looked back with the ten-year-old girl. When the figure of the little boy behind the team came into view, their expressions were also surprised.
"It's true! Why is he here too?" the ten-year-old girl said with her eyes widened.
"Haha, there's something fun again now!" said the nine-year-old girl with a wicked smile.
"It's ridiculous! If he can be chosen, I will take off one shoe and put it on my head, and jump with the other foot for ten rounds! If the shoes on my head fall off, they will jump again!" the nine-year-old boy smiled.
"You have to keep your word!" said the nine-year-old girl, "But what you said has nothing to do. Everyone knows that you definitely don't have to dance!"
"How do you know that he is also here to participate in the selection? If I were him, I would definitely not come. Maybe he just came here to watch the fun." The ten-year-old girl thought for a while.
"There is no need to queue up to watch the fun. He is already lined up. He must want to participate! There are so many delicious food in the Tiecang Temple, who doesn't want to go!" said the nine-year-old boy.
"He doesn't necessarily mean to be delicious like you. He is bullied here, maybe he just wants to leave here." The ten-year-old girl guessed.
"It takes the ability to leave here. With his little ability, he can only stay here and be bullied!" said the nine-year-old girl.
The other children turned around and saw the little boy behind the team and were also talking.
The little boy behind the team lowered his head and stood quietly without talking to anyone.
The nine-year-old boy heard the conversation between the two little girls and wanted to know what the little boy behind the team was doing, so he couldn't help but say, "You wait, I'll go over and ask!" After that, he ran to the back of the team.
The nine-year-old boy slapped the little boy with his head down from the back of the team hard on the shoulder and asked loudly: "Silly Donkey, are you here to participate in the selection?"
When the children around him heard his call "Silly Donkey", they couldn't help laughing.
After being patted on his shoulder, the little boy with his head down raised his head - he was Wu Xunsheng. After learning about Yugu Hall from Tie Hongyan that time, he really came here.
At this moment, he was staring at the nine-year-old boy who patted his shoulder with a serious expression and called him a "stupid donkey".
"I'm asking you, are you so stupid that you can't understand? Why don't you answer?" said the nine-year-old boy.
"Everyone said he is a stupid donkey, how can a stupid donkey understand human words?" A child next to him interrupted. This made other children burst into laughter.
"Oh, I forgot, you are a stupid donkey and can't understand human words! Why is that stupid donkey still in the line of humans? You are standing in the wrong place, go out quickly!" The nine-year-old boy said, reaching out to push Wu Xunsheng.
Wu Xunsheng didn't want to be pushed by him, so he resisted hard, but the nine-year-old boy was obviously much stronger than him. He was pushed by the nine-year-old boy and sat on the ground.
"He doesn't look like a donkey!" The child who had just inserted his mouth interjected with a smile, "Who have you ever seen a donkey that falls down after pushing it? He can't compare to a donkey!"
Chapter completed!