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Chapter 599 Asking for a monthly ticket for art class~

Chapter 599 Art Class (please vote for me~)

It's nine o'clock here at the B&B, and the parents are getting up one after another, packing their clothes and going downstairs.

"The children have all gone to school. It is much easier for us parents to leave the children to the teachers." Ji Yucheng sat on the first floor and waited for other parents to come down and go to the store together.

Qu Ran smiled: "Is there any difference between Duole when he is at home and when he is not at home? We are both relaxed, okay?"

Ji Yucheng laughed when he heard this.

indeed so.

That child is so independent that they don't even have the sense to take care of the child.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

After a while, the parents from other groups also came downstairs one after another.

As soon as they saw Lin Feiwan and Sang Yu, parents from other groups asked: "The children at home went to school for the first time today. How do you feel now?"

Lin Feiwan smiled: "Ah Jue is not here, I feel a little lonely."

"The little guy who usually chatted with us suddenly disappeared, and the whole atmosphere felt much quieter." Song Nanchen also joked.

indeed.

Without the lively atmosphere of Xiao Fubao, the scene was really a bit colder.

[The atmosphere is so cold when the baby is not here. If we had not separated them, we would have never known that it was the baby who was enlivening the atmosphere. 】

[I think so too, so I’m going to watch the little baby take classes! It feels quite interesting.]

[I’ll go too, it’s more lively there, but it’s so boring here!]

"Okay, okay, the children are studying seriously in school, and we adults should start making good money."

·

The first class in the morning is a class meeting, the second class is a math class, the third class is a Chinese class, and the fourth class is an art class.

Little Fubao learned the math class in the second period and the Chinese class in the third period with ease.

Although she has never gone to school, her knowledge is no less than that of children who have gone to school.

Whenever the teacher asked a question during the two classes, she would raise her hand to answer.

She is not proud when she is right, and she is not discouraged when she is wrong.

But when she was wrong, Fu Jixu, who was sitting behind her, would laugh at her.

But her attention was all focused on the teacher, and she didn't notice who Fu Jixu behind her was laughing at.

Or maybe he didn't even hear his mocking voice.

On the contrary, Jiang Yu was like a transparent person from the beginning to the end. He just sat obediently and listened to the lecture without saying a word and did not disturb little Fubao. His sense of presence was extremely weak.

But when it came to art class in the fourth period, Jiang Yu started to become active, but Xiao Fu Baoke got a headache.

"Today we are going to draw our favorite things in art class! Everyone needs to bring colored pencils, right?"

Colored pencils?

Xiao Fubao and Jiang Yu were stunned for a moment at the same time.

After rummaging around in the schoolbag for a while, they actually found a new box of colored pencils.

The program team probably read their class schedules and prepared them for them.

Little Fubao randomly took out a colored pencil and put the end of it on his chin, with a distressed look on his face.

Not just because she can't draw.

It’s because she likes so many things!

There were so many that she didn't even know what to draw.

She likes her parents, her two brothers, Big Bai and Xiao Hei, her master and junior sisters, Xiao Yuer, brother Duo Le, little sheep brother, and little cotton-padded jacket.

I also like prawns, big crabs, and...

There are so many things I like that I can’t draw on one piece of paper!

When little Fubao was at a loss what to do, he accidentally turned his head and caught a glimpse of Jiang Yu's painting.

(End of chapter)


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