A tender voice interrupted the process of thanking God. At this time, looking back is who is reflexive. I am a normal six-year-old child, so of course I look back.
Is this boy who is not far from me a height living in an old Shanghai aristocratic family in the 1930s? Please don't doubt my questions. You can imagine that he is actually wearing a white shirt that is as new as a label that has just been torn off and is so hot that he is so hot that he is so fresh that he is wearing a white shirt that has just torn off the label.
The little trousers were combed with the young master's head that only appeared in the old Shanghai aristocratic families in the 1930s! [
God, did I actually meet the old Shanghai noble master who traveled through time and space in the peak town of the 1990s? This joke is too big!
I, who had always followed the matter to the bottom of the matter, looked at him in surprise for a while and decided to ask a very plastic question, "Master, have you come from old Shanghai?"
He curled his lips and looked me from head to toe disdainfully, then said, "Are you talking about Martian language, little clay man?"
After my preliminary conclusion, this boy who seemed to have a deep relationship with the old Shanghai master in the 1930s was a standard spoiled child since childhood, so I decided to ignore him and continue to enjoy my wonderful summer vacation.
Unfortunately, there is such an arrogant and annoying boy, which makes me think that I can't live a quiet summer life. When I was filming Tian Geng and was about to sit on, someone grabbed my collar from behind, and then I heard it
The most annoying voice this summer, "Little Clay Man, you are very rude."
"Please let me go, the old Shanghai master!" I sighed helplessly, and I wanted to bury the boy behind me who destroyed my beautiful day and was annoying. I don't know where I got out of nowhere!
"You didn't answer my question, what were you doing just now?" The sound of him pulling to the horizon came from behind.
"Old Shanghai Master, can you please let go of my cute, pink collar?" I said gritted my teeth. This guy didn't realize that I rolled up the corners of my pants very carefully, and cherished my parents' use.
Is it true that the clothes I bought for me with hard money?
He actually dared to use his washing hands to grab my collar with his toilet! Very well, this old Shanghai young master successfully messed with me