Mei Ziqing looked at Mr. Zhan helplessly, dumbfounded.
"Boy, your name is Mei Qing?" Mr. Zhan pulled Mei Qing over, touched his head and pinched his face before asking with a smile on his face.
"Yes, my name is Mei Qing." Mei Qing met Zhan Lao's eyes and answered loudly.
"Good boy, not bad." Mr. Zhan laughed loudly. It was obvious that Mei Qing was probably right about him. His eyes lit up when he looked at Mei Qing.
Xi'er looked at Mei Qing's little face with envy. That soft and chubby little face must feel good when pinched. Recently, she went out to the yard less and less, and her two younger siblings also liked her more and more.
She stayed in the study and worked hard, making it difficult for her to pinch that little face...
"Your name is Huan'er." Lao Zhan pulled Mei Qi to his side and waved to Mei Huan. When he looked up, he saw Xi'er's envious eyes and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
He thought that Xi'er was envious of his love for Mei Qing, so he felt envious, but little did he know that he and Xi'er were not interested in the same thing at all.
"Yes, Grandpa Zhan." Huan'er's little mouth is very sweet, and her sweet little face makes you fall in love with her at first sight.
Hearing her name, Mr. Zhan burst out laughing again, until his ears buzzed with laughter. He secretly sighed that Mr. Zhan's body was really not in good shape. His hair and beard were all white, but he was still full of energy.
A smile is like thunder.
"Okay, the three children are all good." Mr. Zhan glanced at Xi'er, then jumped over and spoke to Mei Ziqing. Xi'er secretly rejoiced, "Fortunately, fortunately, if I were in front of him again, I would listen to his smile again.
, I’m afraid my ears won’t be deafened.”
"However, the academy has its own rules. They must pass the assessment first... Which class they can take depends on their talent." When it comes to matters in the academy, Mr. Zhan is still very serious.
"Of course." Mei Ziqing nodded slightly. If Huayue Academy didn't insist on this, he wouldn't let all three children come to school here.
When Xi'er heard what her father said, she couldn't help but glance at him and thought, "What you said is so upright, how are you going to speak up for me then, or should you just do a little better in the exam and save your father the trouble?"
Thinking of this, he slowly walked towards Mei Ziqing, rubbed against Mei Ziqing's legs again and again, and asked: "Dad, what is the difference between entering the plum class and the bamboo class? Does it depend on the test scores?"