Zhang Tan was sitting on the sofa, ready to listen to Xiwawa telling her favorite English stories, but the little girl walked to the study room and turned back to wave, asking him to follow her.
When telling English stories, you should go to the study room, which is more formal and ceremonial.
Zhang Tan was amused and amused, so he followed him with the grapes in hand, and closed the study door amidst Xiwawa's instructions.
Then I saw Xiwawa pushing over a small chair, which she and Xiaobai usually sit on when doing homework.
She sat in front of Zhang Tan's executive chair, with her little feet together, sitting upright, and began to tell her story.
Zhang Tan initially thought it would be an ordinary little story, but something didn't sound right when he heard it. The story was indeed a short story, but when it was told by the little girl Tan Xier, it was very touching.
Zhang Tan couldn't help but put away his fun thoughts and listened seriously as Xi'er gestured with her little hands and finished telling her story.
Her eyes were bright, staring at Zhang Tan, full of expectation and a little uneasy, fearing that her godfather wouldn't like what she said.
But Zhang Tan praised him greatly and did not hesitate to express his praises.
Little girl Tan Xier's eyes brightened even more, and she had an unconcealable smile on her face. If she hadn't had good concentration, she would have laughed out loud.
Until she couldn't help it anymore, she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed for a while, but the exposed eyes were full of smiles that overflowed, and she couldn't hide them no matter what.
"Is it really good?" Xiwawa is still a little unsure and seeks the godfather's approval again.
"It's really good. This is the best English story I have ever heard. It not only allows students to learn knowledge, but also touches their hearts. It is full of emotion and emotion. It is very touching." Zhang Tan said sincerely.
"hiahia~"
Xi'er hurriedly covered her mouth and secretly laughed, a bit like hiding her ears and stealing the bell.
Zhang Tan asked the doubts in his heart: "Did you think of this yourself?"
Xi'er nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah~ I've been thinking about it for a long time."
Zhang Tan couldn't help but be impressed by the little girl Tan Xi'er. He had really underestimated the little girl before. He could come up with such a profound story. Although it is simple, it is great.
I thought Xi'er was always stupid.
Zhang Tan asked her: "How did you come up with this story? How many days did it take?"
Xi'er Balabala said she dreamed about it last night, and then she thought of it.
"Ah? Did you dream about it?... It's so special."
Zhang Tan does not deny that it is possible to dream. For example, when I read the news, I saw a string of digits in my dream, and when I woke up I didn’t know what it meant. One day, the lottery was drawn, and the winning number was that string of digits, and I immediately regretted it.
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Don't talk about far away, just talk about close. He writes scripts based on dreams, at least that's how it is sometimes explained to the outside world.
"I thought about it after thinking about it for a while." After Xi'er finished speaking, hiahia laughed.
It didn't take a few days, just a moment, she thought of it. She didn't have this idea when school was over in the evening. When she was bored after dinner and homework, she came up with this idea and perfected it.
Who asked her to write her homework too fast? Her friends didn't finish their homework and didn't let her read it. They didn't dare to ask her to write for them. She could only sit there bored and think about it.
Zhang Tan continued to praise little girl Tan Xier for her quick thinking and intelligence.
"Don't worry, leave the rest of the work to your godfather, and he will definitely handle it for you."
"Thank you godfather."
Xi'er thanked her politely, got up and dug in her trouser pocket, and took out a Maitreya Buddha made of ceramics. This Maitreya Buddha smiled and opened his chest, revealing his bulging belly.
"Daddy, this is for you. I hope you laugh as often as this big-bellied grandpa."
There was still wages! Zhang Tan was surprised and accepted the small Maitreya Buddha, which was about the size of his thumb. When he got closer, he discovered that the left ear of the Maitreya Buddha had fallen off, leaving a bump.
gap.
Xi'er said a little embarrassedly: "I picked it up in the alley, hiahia~~~"
Although it was picked up and the left ear was knocked off, the Maitreya Buddha was washed clean and looked very cute.
"Did you give it to me?" Zhang Tan asked. Feeling Tan Xier's affection, he was a little touched. This friendship is much deeper than the expensive gifts given by those outside.
"Hmm, I'm giving this to you, godfather. Take it now, take it now~"
Little girl Tan Xier learned how to persuade people to accept gifts, so Zhang Tan decisively accepted them and placed them under the computer screen on his desk so that he could see them when he lowered his head.
Xi'er put her hands on the edge of the desk, stared at Maitreya Buddha with her eyes, and asked her godfather if he liked this small gift.
"It's very beautiful. I like it very much. The most important thing is that this is a gift from you." Zhang Tan opened his mouth and spoke. He hadn't said anything to coax a girl for a long time, and he was not unfamiliar at all.
Xi'er was happy from the inside out after hearing this: "Daddy, please go to work quickly. I'm leaving. Bye~"
She waved and went out, with Zhang Tan following behind. As soon as the two of them walked into the living room, they heard the door click open and the voices of Xiaobai and Robin came.
Zhang Tan's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, but he heard Xi'er happily call Xiaobai and ran over.
"Haha, little aunt, I just said sister Xi'er is at home~" This is Robin, and sure enough, he has long been her little aunt's spy.
Xiaobai did not doubt Xi'er, but stared at her old man suspiciously.
Zhang Tan said: "Xi'er and I talked for a while."
"What did you say?" Xiaobai became even more suspicious. Why did he avoid her when talking? It seemed like he was avoiding her on purpose.
Xi'er hiahia smiled and was as honest as ever: "I told my godfather my story and asked him for help."
"Huh? Have you thought of a story? What story? I'll help too."
Robin also jumped out and threatened to help and do what he could.
She may not be able to do anything else, but she can always serve tea and pour water.
"hiahia, I won't tell you yet, Xiaobai. When the story is told, I will ask you to sit in the front row so that you can listen as close as possible."
Sincerity is a must-kill, these words made Xiaobai embarrassed to ask about the story anymore.
However, Xiaobai started nagging mode and complained that Xiwawa didn't ask her to help her think of stories. She had already thought of several stories and told one on the spot.
This is to treat others in their own way. Xiwawa always likes to nag Xiaobai, but this time Xiaobai found the opportunity and started to nag her.
However, it seems that this mode is of no use to Xiwa. She doesn't seem bothered at all. Instead, she listens with great interest and even laughs out loud from time to time.
The three of them went downstairs. Zhang Tan thought that the matter was over. He returned to the study and started thinking about making a presentation for Xi'er. In fact, his ability to do this was limited, but he could find someone from the company. The PPT they made was fashionable and beautiful.
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In the evening, Xiaobai sent all the children away and returned home. As soon as he entered the house, something started to go wrong. He sighed and lamented that he was so tired, so tired, taking care of so many babies.
Zhang Tan just said: "Teacher Xiaoliu and the others will take care of it, you don't have to be so busy."
Xiaobai Miao answered: "Then why don't you tell me what the story of Xiwawa is? Humph~"
"emmmmm~~~"
Zhang Tan was speechless. What he said was totally wrong. Does it have anything to do with what he just said?